Inside the hatch, the terrifying aura emanating from Yang Zhen continued, and the dense patterns all over his body condensed into characters, rising and falling in mid-air, like a sky full of golden light, dazzling and mesmerizing.
The boss and Lin Shilang stared at Yang Zhen with disbelief and horror, but Yang Zhen was actually even more shocked than the two of them.
Within Yang Zhen's Spirit Sea, in the Nebula that had been floating in mid-air, a Life Star suddenly burst forth with astonishing light, instantly piercing through the entire world and illuminating every part of the Spirit Sea space.
" The Life Star has been lit?"
Yang Zhen's eyes lit up, and he slowly turned around.
Behind him, countless golden characters surged and converged to form a Tao Te Ching!
Yang Zhen was somewhat strange. He had once entered a state of enlightenment due to morality, and although he had gained some insights, he had not achieved the same level of clarity as he did now.
Unexpectedly, under the guidance of your Literary Talent Qi, it was actually compiled into a book!
This kind of book isn't just any book printed out casually; it's not something anyone can read or understand.
The Tao Te Ching floating in mid-air is composed of Literary Talent Qi Inscriptions Writing as a Vehicle for the Dao by Yang Zhen through his literary talent, conveying the Tao. While such a book cannot enable others to instantly create their own inscriptions, it can greatly enhance their Literary Qi and perhaps even help them comprehend the Writing as a Vehicle for the Dao.
"This... this is impossible, Yang Zhen! What kind of sorcery did you use to achieve such a feat?"
Lin Shilang exclaimed in surprise, and the longsword in his hand hummed as it pointed at Yang Zhen.
The leader snorted coldly, and her giant sword whistled past, unleashing a terrifying golden shockwave that landed on Lin Shilang's neck.
" Lin Shilang, I've told you before, if you dare to disturb Yang Zhen, this blade of mine doesn't know any of those top scholars from the Great Jiang Kingdom."
The leader's voice was icy cold. Although her voice was calm, it gave people a feeling of rage. A wave of heat rushed towards him, but he felt a chill on his neck, which frightened Lin Shilang so much that he hurriedly withdrew his longsword.
Although he was Literary Talent Qi and had already reached the Golden Core Realm at a young age, he was completely powerless against the Big Sister, a Nascent Soul Realm expert.
Moreover, the Cultivation Method practiced by the eldest sister is exceptionally violent. Someone once witnessed the eldest sister fighting another Nascent Soul Realm expert, and was so frightened that he couldn't eat for three days, and trembled at the sight of a huge, knife-like object.
Lin Shilang glared at Yang Zhen with boundless resentment, took a deep breath, and said, "Big Sister, don't worry, I won't disturb Yang Zhen's 'enlightenment.' I want to see what Yang Zhen is really up to!"
As he said this, Lin Shilang secretly glanced at the boss's expression, a playful smile appearing on his lips.
Although the eldest sister didn't say anything, Lin Shilang could tell from her expression that she didn't believe Yang Zhen could actually achieve enlightenment through Writing as a Vehicle for the Dao.
At the very least, I don't completely believe it, or rather... I can't believe it!
The leader looked at Yang Zhen with disbelief in her eyes, because it was simply too unbelievable.
Countless talented young people from all over the mainland have visited Mr. Yang's study, and most of them possess even greater Literary Talent Qi than Yang Zhen. Yet, none of them were able to comprehend the essence of the art in Mr. Yang's study as Yang Zhen did.
The golden aura around Yang Zhen was still gathering and showed signs of deepening, making the leader and Lin Shilang extremely nervous.
Everyone inside and outside the cabin was waiting, but that wait lasted for three days!
Turtle-Snake Island, Eastern Sea Abyss, a place rarely visited by people, is filled with towering waves that blot out the sun. The deafening roar of the waves echoes throughout the world.
In mid-air, an old man stood with his hands behind his back, surrounded by golden light. Countless runes of Literary Talent Qi Inscriptions, like golden dragons, accentuated his otherworldly and dignified appearance.
Opposite him stood a colossal creature, its head held high. With only half its body protruding from the sea, it resembled a mountain, its terrifying tentacles tearing through the waves and roaring as it charged toward the old man.
The old man laughed heartily, and with a casual wave of his hand, a raging dragon composed of characters tore through the sky, shattered towering waves, and clashed head-on with those tentacles.
Rumble!
A terrifying roar drowned out the waves, and enormous, broken spray rose into the sky and then fell back down.
The battle between the man and the ferocious beast was so intense it blotted out the sky. Amidst the towering waves, the old man suddenly shuddered, glancing uncertainly in a certain direction before saying to the still-raging beast, "Stop! Wait a moment before continuing!"
The ferocious beast seemed not to hear, its eyes bloodshot, and roared as countless tentacles charged madly toward the old man. In an instant, Wu Guang filled the sky, and even the surrounding space seemed to tremble.
The old man glared and impatiently opened his mouth, saying, "Moo!"
boom!
A terrifying roar that pierced the heavens and earth suddenly exploded from beside the old man. As the waves churned, half the sea was blasted into the air, forming a huge crater. The ferocious beast's mountain-like body suddenly froze, then it plummeted backward, sliding across the water for thousands of feet before letting out a mournful howl. Its scarlet eyes flashed with terror as it slowly sank into the water.
The old man's voice, as deep as an ox's, possessed such earth-shattering power that he ignored the beast's mournful cries and looked towards Xiushan City with suspicion and uncertainty.
"Gone?" The old man sighed, then suddenly turned to the half-submerged beast, and said angrily, "You bastard, give me back my disciple!"
The ferocious beast looked dazed, and when it saw the old man rushing towards it, it hurriedly turned around and ran away.
"You bastard, do you know how long I've waited for this day? Did I ever tell you to stop? Did I ever tell you to stop?"
Bang! Bang!
The old man rode on the back of the ferocious beast, punching it repeatedly until it was a bloody mess.
The ferocious beast howled incessantly, its bewildered expression deepening, clearly unaware of what had gotten into the old man.
At the same time, in mid-air, towering golden patterns radiated a soft glow and slowly began to swirl around the Blade.
boom!
A Thunderclap suddenly erupted in mid-air, and a golden lightning bolt as thick as a bowl descended from the sky like a swimming dragon, rushing wildly towards the Blade.
Yang Zhen suddenly opened his eyes and shouted, "Stop!"
Buzz!
As the celestial phenomenon vanished, the golden lightning suddenly transformed into a small golden seal script character, which entered Yang Zhen's mind through the Blade.
"You're finally awake!" The leader stood up in surprise, looking at Yang Zhen with a strange expression.
Just as Yang Zhen was about to speak, the leader stepped forward, looked Yang Zhen up and down, and exclaimed in surprise:
"Such profound Literary Talent Qi! You actually grasped it. Well, the master said that as long as you can comprehend just three words, you'll be qualified to become his personal disciple. How much have you comprehended?"
Outside the cabin, the cultivators who had been startled by the golden lightning bolt rushed towards this side. Among the crowd, Lin Shilang's body trembled violently when he heard the question.
Yang Zhen seemed oblivious to the noisy crowd outside, staring strangely at the leader with wide eyes as she asked, "Three characters?"
Taking on disciples with just three words?
This old man doesn't seem like much.
Seeing this, Lin Shilang sneered and walked toward the cabin door with a playful expression.
Seeing the surprised expression on Yang Zhen's face, the eldest sister paused, sighed, patted Yang Zhen's shoulder, and said, "It's alright. Quite a few people have entered the teacher's study, and no one has ever been able to comprehend even a single character. You... you've already done quite well. Perhaps the teacher can lower the standards a bit!"
"Lower the standards?" Lin Shilang shook his head, saying as he walked, "If you could lower the standards, how come you still don't have any personal disciples?"
Yang Zhen winked at the eldest sister, sighed, and said, "I really didn't understand those three characters..."
Lin Shilang's smile widened even further.
"... but I've gained insight from a book, I wonder if that's acceptable?"
Clang!
The boss's large knife fell to the ground, its tip landing squarely on Lin Shilang's foot.
"Awooo!!!"
Lin Shilang's face was contorted in pain.
"How much have you grasped?" The leader seemed not to have heard Lin Shilang's shout and looked at Yang Zhen incredulously.