e-booksonline Chapter 20 What makes you think we can't get in?
Chapter 20 What makes you think we can't get in?
"The divine script you wrote, 'Fleeting Light,' has been recognized by the world's God of Literature as superior. Your sea of consciousness has been blessed by the God of Literature, expanding by one-tenth. In the future, when others use this combination, it will continue to help your sea of consciousness increase by one percent."
Immediately afterwards, amidst the dazzling golden light that brought boundless illumination, a tiny golden petal rapidly coalesced into shape.
The earth beneath his feet seemed to awaken from its slumber with his appearance, pulsating slowly in response to him.
Wang Yan's heart, which had been hanging in mid-air, quietly settled down: "The petals of the Literary Heart have appeared. It seems that the literary cultivation of this realm's consciousness is quite good."
As an outer disciple, when facing enemies within the sect's territory, he can use these Wenxin petals and his identity badge to appropriately mobilize the sect's fortune, thereby reducing the consumption of Xuan Qi and expanding the power of his strength.
"I wonder how many petals I will have?"
He waited patiently, and after a few breaths, the second and third golden petals formed at the same speed and joined together tightly.
It wasn't until the fourth petal that its formation slowed down.
"The Three-Petaled Flower of Literary Heart is one of the conditions for entering the Divine Literary Peak, and I have now reached and even exceeded it. However, given the influence of my four characters, I should be able to go even higher."
The three-petaled flower of literary talent was already able to help him mobilize 20% of the sect's fortune.
As Wang Yan was pondering this, he noticed that the golden light had faded slightly and was slowly forming the fifth petal.
"Five petals, that's the highest record in our sect. But if we could have one more petal, breaking the record directly, that would be even better."
Perhaps sensing his thoughts, the fading golden light gradually converged towards the sixth petal.
Wang Yan's heart couldn't help but clench.
If he possesses the six-petaled Flower of Literary Heart, then even if he is an outer disciple, if a powerful enemy attacks in the future, he can still forcibly draw upon half of the sect's fortune to fight the enemy without needing the sect leader's permission!
After a dozen or so breaths, Wang Yan's brows relaxed, and he felt very pleased.
As the last glimmer of golden light dissipated, the sixth petal of the Flower of Literary Heart was fully formed!
Beside it was a phantom that the original owner was very familiar with: the Cloud Cauldron Sect's treasured artifact, a round ancient mirror supported by a four-legged cauldron, the Void Mirror.
It is said that it can not only be used as a space storage device to store a large amount of resources, but also to suppress the earth's veins and teleport living people over long distances.
The mother mirror is in the hands of the sect leader, while the child mirror is recognized as the master by a certain celestial beauty.
"As expected, I sensed this sect's most treasured artifact using the Flower of Literary Heart. However, I don't have any enemies right now, so there's no need to compete with the sect leader for control of it. I'll quietly increase my strength first!"
"This idiom has been identified as a superior combination; I imagine many fellow disciples will study it, helping me to rapidly expand my knowledge. This trip was worthwhile!"
Wang Yan was overjoyed and slowly opened his eyes with great satisfaction. He saw the four characters "神" (divine) on the supporting stone automatically rise and quickly detach from the supporting stone, turning into streams of light in the air. They flew around him like joyful little sprites.
The divine characters representing speed in Wang Yan's sea of consciousness, such as "疾" (swift), "快" (fast), "速" (speed), "时" (time), and "间" (space), lit up one by one, radiating outwards a little energy, as if responding and resonating joyfully.
Suddenly, a large amount of profound energy surged around him, pouring into all parts of his body, washing away some blocked meridians and acupoints, producing waves of stinging, pain, and numbness.
Wang Yan's eyes twitched involuntarily. He forcibly suppressed the familiar stinging and pain, then activated the corresponding divine characters in his sea of consciousness, guiding the profound energy within his body.
"Sure enough, each time I successfully apply for a new divine script, a large amount of profound energy is available for me to absorb. This is at least 10 times more concentrated than the profound energy in the Divine Temple! My sea of consciousness can expand, and profound energy can be provided in abundance. This divine script application is truly a win-win method!"
Therefore, he absolutely cannot waste this opportunity.
Since no one is urging him, he can just stay here and absorb and transform everything he wants!
At the same time, outside the house with the character "速" (speed) on it.
Seeing the four characters for "god" dancing and swirling around Wang Yan on the light screen on the wall, Huo Erdan immediately beamed and turned around excitedly.
"Senior Brother Qiu, does this mean that Yanzi has successfully applied for and won the pioneering award?"
Seeing the embarrassed expressions on the faces of the young man in the Dharma robe beside him and Hu Jingfa, Qiu Xuankuang nodded sheepishly, "Yes."
"That's awesome!" Huo Erdan immediately punched Di Nan on the shoulder with delight. "Di Nan, I knew it! Yanzi wasn't lying!"
He then looked provocatively at Zhao Mingtong beside him: "Senior Brother Zhao, Young Master Zhao, now you believe it, right? Yanzi is just lucky! Even though he hasn't read many books, he still managed to come up with such a brilliant combination of the four divine characters!"
Zhao Mingtong's long face instantly burned with rage. In his narrow eyes, the flames of jealousy and shame burned fiercely. He stared hatefully at Wang Yan on the screen as if he were looking at an enemy. His lips were tightly pursed, his chest heaved, and his eyes were filled with resentment.
All his previous righteous indignation became pale and powerless in the face of this real blessing from the god of literature.
What a huge loss of face!
But Zhu Siniu immediately screamed, "Huo Erdan, what are you so arrogant about? Even if Wang Yan wasn't lying, if it doesn't rank in the top ten of the sect's classified combat skills, Senior Brother Zhao's ten taels of silver could still be wasted!"
Seeing Zhao Mingtong's spirits lift and his eyes, once full of resentment, now held a renewed fighting spirit and disdain, Huo Erdan immediately retorted angrily.
"How could we waste it? As long as the sect is willing to make it public, we can learn it. He's only at the mid-stage of the Profound Movement realm, yet he managed to escape from the combined pursuit of Di Nan and Senior Brother Zhao. Since our cultivation is higher than his, we can definitely do it even better!"
Zhu Siniu retorted without hesitation, "You make it sound so easy! Evasion techniques that don't even crack the top ten in their category aren't worth learning. Why would the sect include them?"
Seeing Zhao Mingtong's brows relax again, and the other spirit sprouts present nodding in agreement, Huo Erdan's face turned as red as a monkey's bottom, and his voice rose again: "What makes you think that the Flame Child combat technique can't make it into the top ten of its category?"
Zhu Siniu immediately curled his lip in disdain: "I just don't think he'll succeed! When Wang Yan was dodging earlier, he almost got caught by Senior Brother Di and Senior Brother Zhao every time. The difference in skill level isn't that big."
Huo Erdan immediately turned to Di Nan, his eyes blazing with barely suppressed anger, his voice laced with rage: "Di Nan, do you think Yanzi has a chance to make it into the top ten in the category?"
Di Nan, who was frowning, was slightly taken aback. Just as he was about to open his mouth, a heavy "bang" suddenly rang out from the room with the character "医" (medicine) on his right.
Everyone jumped in surprise again.
Soon, the young man in the Dharma robe and Hu Jingfa both glanced at the room with complicated expressions, then at Wang Yan on the light screen on the wall of the room with the character "Speed" in the name of the god, their expressions quite strange.