Chapter 75

In various parts of the Ten Nations, whether on snowy peaks, at the bottom of lakes, in thatched cottages, or in bamboo groves, one by one the half-saints and great scholars were calculating, but the power of the Literary Star was supreme, and they achieved no results.

No one knew for whom the Literary Star had moved.

The half-saint guardian of the Holy Academy snapped his fingers, and a strange sound spread across the Holy Yuan Continent. Except for a few who could not leave, all the great scholars and half-saints headed to the Holy Academy to convene in the "Hall of a Hundred Saints."

In the Wandering Dream Hall on the Surprising City Peak in the Wild Demon Mountains.

A very peculiar figure sat on a throne. This person had fox ears, a cat demon's eye, a wolf's mouth, and his left arm was not a normal human arm but a dragon claw, twice as long as his right arm, extremely bizarre.

Below the throne stood many demon races and literati. These literati, like the person on the throne, wore dark red blood-colored robes. The robes were originally white but had been stained with blood.

"Lord Feng, please investigate this matter thoroughly! Although the movement of the Literary Star does not elevate one's literary rank, it represents a person's potential. Since the one who caused the five movements is neither a half-saint nor a great scholar, it must be a newly appointed university scholar, whose potential approaches that of a sub-saint, and he will surely be ennobled as a half-saint."

"If my guess is correct, after a single five-movement of the Literary Star, his talent will undergo a substantial change, transforming from mist-like talent to water-like talent. In the future, his battle poetry will be extraordinarily terrifying. Once he grows, he will be a great threat to our demon race, and we must eliminate him!"

Feng Chengjue, sitting on the throne, propped his chin on his arm and said lazily, "At this moment, I only seek great scholars; I don't care about other matters. If the five movements of the Literary Star were caused by a university scholar, the old demons in the demon world will be more anxious than I am. If the five movements were triggered by other reasons, what's the point of you searching for people? After next month's 'Holy Way' is published, remember to send it to me first."

"Yes, Lord. What about the Holy Academy student named Fang Yun? He has three poems in the 'Holy Way'."

"Brilliant in youth, but not necessarily in adulthood. If you want to take action, wait until he becomes a Holy Academy scholar. For me, a noble university scholar, to order the killing of a student would be a degradation of my status!"

With a cold snort, a strong wind appeared in the Wandering Dream Hall, and all the rebellious literati and demon savages knelt in fear.

"When I become a great scholar, I will return to the ancestral land. While I am away, don't let Li Wenying catch you. This boy doesn't have my talent, but he has my ruthlessness. If it weren't for keeping him to deal with the dragon rebels who disobey the demon world's orders, I would have eaten him long ago!"

"Lord, what about the defiled text of the great scholar?"

"Don't get involved in the mess of the Yangtze River dragon. To dare to privately hide such an important thing and be stolen by a small snake, let them quarrel. The bigger the quarrel, the better the excuse for Li Wenying to act. The matter of the five movements of the Literary Star is not something you can handle; the higher-ups will give orders. You may leave."

"Yes."

The crowd dispersed.

Feng Chengjue looked at the night sky outside the door and muttered to himself, "Yi Zhishi, when I become a great scholar, I will also have three movements of the Literary Star!"

On the vast grasslands, outside the Khan's tent.

A wolf savage with a body covered in golden fur gazed at the sky, silent for a long time. His body emitted a strong bloody smell, and all the wild grass within a yard of him withered and died.

An old wolf savage with a cane walked over, coughing violently, and said, "Great Savage King, this should be an anomaly of the Literary Star, not a movement of the human Literary Star. Don't be anxious."

"I am not anxious about the Literary Star, but about the battle this winter."

"Since Lord Tianlang has promised to help our wolf race and strike at the old Chen Guanhai, we will surely swallow another army of the Jing Kingdom this year. In another two or three years, we can swallow the entire Muzhou, and you will surely become the first king of the grass savages."

"I hope those rebellious literati can persuade the Qing Kingdom and the Wu Kingdom not to send troops."

In the Eastern Sea Dragon Palace.

The old dragon sage, with a massive body, turned over, squinted at the sky, and then closed his eyes, complaining softly, "What movement! Can't an old dragon sleep?"

When the dragon king turned over, the Eastern Sea surged with a hundred-mile tsunami rushing towards the shore.

In the Saint Temple of Yuhai City, the half-saint's literary page suddenly trembled, and an inexplicable force spread to the shore, turning the tsunami into gentle waves.

In Mijian County, Zeshan.

Fang Yun woke up groggily, seeing himself still in the Literary Palace, and wondered who he had offended to suffer such great pain even when advancing to a scholar.

"Huh! The orange light is gone? Did it succeed?"

Fang Yun sighed in relief, carefully examining the top of his statue, where a straight talent had appeared. Although it was only slightly thicker than a needle and only an inch high, like other scholars, it was not mist-like but like a flowing orange stream.

"Ah? Isn't this the legendary water-like talent? It's said that only those who have experienced multiple movements of the Literary Star can form it, like the genius great scholar Yi Zhishi and the sages. How could I have it too? Could those five sounds just now be the movements of the Literary Star?"

Fang Yun finally understood where the previous sounds came from and felt amazed.

"Among the living, the most talented Yi Zhishi only caused one movement of the Literary Star when he became a university scholar. I actually caused five movements as a scholar, does this mean my talent and potential are countless times higher than his? This is impossible."

Fang Yun thought, his gaze falling on the strange book "Heaven and Earth" in his statue's hand.

"Did the Literary Star consider everything in the 'Heaven and Earth' book as my talent or potential?"

Fang Yun looked up and was pleasantly surprised to find that the literary gallbladder vortex was gone. In the center of the Literary Palace's starry sky, a water-drop-shaped object appeared, as clear and transparent as crystal, like the purest existence in the world.

"Immaculate, transparent, and flawless, it is indeed the literary gallbladder!"

The literary gallbladder was not very bright or large, but the stars of the Literary Palace surrounded it like the moon surrounded by stars. When Fang Yun saw the literary gallbladder, he naturally felt an indescribable confidence.

Fang Yun smiled, not expecting that writing three and a half characters of the "Song of Righteousness" could凝聚 literary gallbladder, and it seemed no worse than that of a junior scholar.

"The literary gallbladder has extraordinary effects. If I lack self-discipline, I might slack off or even give up halfway through my studies or work, but with the literary gallbladder, once I set a small goal, it will influence me, eliminating my laziness and discouragement, and helping me persist until I achieve my goal."

"With the literary gallbladder, I can resist external temptations and remain more steadfast. In the future, if others try to attack my Literary Palace, the stronger the literary gallbladder, the stronger the counterattack. The literary gallbladder will have various effects, and the earlier it is formed, the better."

"According to legend, only a few geniuses from half-saint families can form a literary gallbladder vortex after becoming middle scholars and enter the Book Mountain to hone themselves. No one else can have a literary gallbladder vortex as a scholar, let alone a literary gallbladder."

"Now I can finally talk about military strategy on paper. He Yutang took over a year to master 'The Song of Jing Ke's Assassination of Qin', and the scholars in the first class took half a year to use it. I need at least a month to learn it, as the spirit contained in this poem is Jing Ke's, and I must understand his spirit to use it to kill enemies."

"However, if I create my own battle poetry, I can use it immediately. Which poems can become battle poetry? I must not write anything too powerful. Even the non-combat 'Song of Righteousness' almost caused trouble. If I write a battle poetry that is too powerful, it might drain my talent, and I could be sick for ten to fifteen days at the least."

Fang Yun thought, left the Literary Palace, took a deep breath, and felt a vibrant energy within him, as if he were about to explode.

"Ying ying?" The little fox looked up at Fang Yun.

"It's fine now. I'm already a Holy Academy scholar."

The little slave immediately smiled, her eyes narrowing into a line, and she happily jumped around, congratulating Fang Yun.

"Let's go."

Fang Yun walked towards the cave, and the little fox lightly leaped onto his shoulder.

Walking out of the forest, Fang Yun saw that everyone had come out and was still looking at the sky.

"Where were you, Fang Yun? I was so focused on the Literary Star that I thought you were still here," Lu Yu asked curiously.

"I went to the restroom." Fang Yun clutched his stomach, making an embarrassed face, and Nunu cooperatively fanned her nose with her little paw, as if to say it was stinky.

"Did you hear the five movements of the Literary Star? It's amazing. Without the sound of ten thousand bells, it's not a half-saint; without talent reaching the sky, it's not a great scholar. It's likely that an extraordinary genius has just become a university scholar. This person's talent and potential surpass Yi Zhishi, a great fortune for our race! Aren't you happy, Fang Yun?"

"Ah? No, I'm not," Fang Yun thought he was overjoyed.

"Ah, I understand your disappointment. Born at the wrong time. Although you are also a genius, becoming a university scholar, you can only cause one movement of the Literary Star, just like Yi Zhishi. It's impossible to cause five movements. Don't worry, you still have a chance to become a great scholar, unlike us who have no hope at all." Lu Yu sympathetically patted Fang Yun's shoulder.

Fang Yun, knowing about the rebellious literati, had been cautious. He couldn't say he caused the five movements of the Literary Star, and even if he did, no one would believe him.

"I really don't care," Fang Yun said.

"It's okay, we understand!" Ning Zhiyuan also showed a sympathetic look.

"Don't worry, the Literary Star will move again in the future."

All his classmates kindly consoled Fang Yun.

The little fox couldn't help but laugh but was afraid of being noticed, so she turned her back to everyone and covered her mouth with her little paw, giggling.

The three teachers didn't forget to use this movement of the Literary Star to educate everyone.

"Did you see? Even though our human race is at a disadvantage against the demon savages, we still produce talents! This new university scholar will surely be ennobled as a sage. If he specializes in poetry, a new immortal battle poetry might soon appear. You must study hard and take this five-movement university scholar as a role model!"

"The students will remember," all the students bowed their heads.

"Fang Yun, don't be discouraged. The five-movement university scholar is either an old Hanlin scholar who has accumulated for many years or a direct descendant of a half-saint family. We from humble backgrounds, or even ninety-nine percent of the scholar families, cannot compare to them. It's understandable if your future achievements are not as great as the five-movement university scholar. You must not become arrogant just because you have a little talent and success at a young age. This five-movement university scholar is the best example. Do you understand?"

"The student understands," Fang Yun listened obediently, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. There was no five-movement university scholar, only a five-movement Holy Academy scholar.

"It's good that you understand. Go to sleep now, we three will keep watch."

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