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Only when Chen Mo drew near the Ten Thousand Sages Hall did he notice this hall was exceptionally grand. The gate seemed to be frozen in a kind of magical crystal, translucent and sparkling. An enormous sage statue was positioned at every door. The hall emitted a silent sage’s air. This air seemed to linger about the body, immediately making one’s every breath brim with the power of the sages.
“These sages are history’s strongest spiritual power Star Names. Here, they honor ‘Qu Yuan,’ leaving behind their aspirations, a river of ten thousand years. Each speck of light leaves behind an eternal brand. These brands coalesce together, gathering the talents, power, and wishes of all Star World’s spiritual power Star Generals. Thus, they became Star World’s unprecedented Ten Thousand Sages Hall…”
Chen Mo looked around, spellbound. All of a sudden a cool and clear voice slowly spoke, as if narrating, yet also lamenting.
Turning his head, Chen Mo saw Heavenly Talent Star “Peerless Star Talent” Su Shi walk over. Each of the girl’s steps seemed to tread past worldly vulgarity. That full and well expression was very extraordinary, and the flicker of light in her pupils seemed to contemplate the mundaneness of fleeting human existence – the feeling that most accompanied the secular world was mundaneness.
This was none other than “good tastes in the world are pure joy.”
“Wanyang.” Chen Mo greeted her, knowingly smiling at her conduct.
Su Wanyang averted her gaze. She had already said she would not talk to this man again.
“This time, My name will be left eternally in this Ten Thousand Sages Hall.” Su Wanyang muttered.
Then, the other spiritual power Star Generals and cultivators with purple jade pendants approached one after another.
“Eternal Scholar” Huang Yuheng. This Star Warrior who could receive the personal teachings of the Hundred Generations Exemplary Writer could be said to be the common enemy of all the men. No other man in the world could have such fortune.
Huang Yuheng brimmed with self-confidence. He was adorned in a scholarly, Confucian air. His gaze was bright, and he was full of expression.“Su Shi, this time, Yuheng received Fuqing’s teachings. I will not let you win so easily.”
Su Wanyang flatly glanced at him.
This man’s teacher was “Sage Of Writing” Han Yu. His every movement contained an eminent’ writer’s air, the mannerisms of a scholar. But for some reason, Su Wanyang had never treated him as an opponent. As it turned out, she was being very agitated by some other feral man who had sprung out from who knows where.
“Of course I will also give this my all.” Chen Mo caught Su Wanyang looking at him, and he strangely smiled.
“Hmph, let us all strive with all our might. History will remember how you helped Me reach the top.” Su Wanyang said disapprovingly.
“This Sage Of Poetry Su Shi is indeed as the rumors say, an incomparable genius. This Old Xiu has not left Taiyi in vain.”
Another woman walked over. She was built slim. She wore a light green muslin shirt, mottled and grainy in pattern, beautiful and elegant. Her lower half was garbed in a running water cloud skirt with water patterns, embroidery, and decorations. A silver belt wrapped around her slender waist, and a fine jade pendant swayed on it. Her pale fingers were slender, grasping a dull green lotus scarf, crossing with the light green muslin clothes she wore.
These clothes had a very rustic beauty about them. Of course, she was also issuing a dignified reclusive air from head to toe.
No need to guess, Chen Mo knew her identity. She should be that Taiyi Hermit of Qu Yuan City. Rumor said that she was once the guest of the Literary Excellence Convention. She was a hermit, unwilling to interact with others. Many times, she entered the Ten Thousand Sages Hall to comprehend the sages, but it was a pity she was never able to make Hundred Sages Simultaneously Shout.
“To be able receive Senior Tao’s high evaluation, Wanyang is a bit proud.” Su Wanyang was not at all humble. The words “incomparable genius” to her were too modest. “Nothing of mine and the sages are good. One of Yuanming’s poems are good, though Senior Yuanming does not have many works. Thus, her poetry is precious, concise yet rich. Only the sages Cao, Liu, Bao, Xie, Li, and Du can compare to her.”
“To be able to receive such an appraisal from the future Sage Of Poetry, Old Xiu is satisfied.” The woman was humble and courteous.
“Senior Tao?” A name popped up in Chen Mo’s mind: “Could you be Tao Yuanming?”1
“Your Distinguished Self Chen Mo, could it be that you are unaware of even Heavenly Integrity Star ‘Taiyi Hermit’ Senior Tao Yuanming?”2 Huang Yuheng asked in astonishment. Every spiritual power Star General knew of this noble and reclusive Tao Yuanming. After all, she had attended several Literary Excellence Conventions.
“Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, I gaze leisurely at Nanshan. I have admired senior’s Star Name for a very long time.” Chen Mo smiled.
“Your Distinguished Self’s ‘each embodying literary excellence for centuries’ is also quite domineering. Old Xiu previously thought this the work of someone arrogant. To be able to see Your Distinguished Self enter the Ten Thousand Sages Hall today, I am very grateful.” Tao Yuanming kindly smiled. Her appearance was very mature, giving off an elderly benevolence.
Not long after, the arrogant woman he saw before, who composed “my petals will spread everywhere as golden armor,” also walked into the surroundings of the Ten Thousand Sages Hall. She had a purple jade pendant on her waist. She walked over boldly and decisively, making Huang Yuheng and the others cast bewildered galnces.
Then, Huang Chao also arrived late. This Sky Soaring General appeared a bit unwell. Her complexion was pale, her staggering footsteps a clear contrast to the woman from before her.
“Hmph.”
The tall, masked woman softly snorted.
When they arrived at the Ten Thousand Sages Hall, the atmosphere froze. No one said a word, each falling into meditation as they waited for the Ten Thousand Sages Hall to open.
…
“You have not found Sima Xiangru yet?” Su Mian propped up her chin, her gaze scanning the Ten Thousand Sages Hall in front of her.
Sima Qian’s expression was very apathetic. Her attitude was like an observer of history, clear yet detached. “No sign of her.”
“As one of the Seven Sages Of The Bamboo Grove, she should not be absent from thsi Literary Excellence Convention.” Su Mian wrinkled her brow, feeling something was not right. The Seven Sages Of The Bamboo Grove made accomplishments during previous Ten Thousand Sages Halls, obtaining aspirations that resonated with the sages of a particular field. This practically represented the highest achievement. In each of the Literary Excellence Conventions, the Seven Sages all entered the Ten Thousnad Sages Hall. Other than the responsibility of checking the topics, they also stayed at the “Sage Terrace” to witness the last victor and record their accomplishments.
Sima Xiangru had the reputation of “Sage Of Essays.” Passing on the name of sage required her “Writing Essays.”
“They say Sima Xiangru has been locked into the Qilin Martial Emperor’s Golden House.” Sima Qian said.
“There is indeed someone in the Golden House, but not the Sage Of Essays.” Su Mian was sure of this.
“…”
“Ai, never mind it. It is too late now, anyways.” Su Mian wrinkled her brow. For Su Wanyang to make Hundred Sages Simultaneously Shout, the Seven Sages Of The Bamboo Grove would need to lend their aid. One of them being missing now was honestly a headache.
However, fortunately it was the “Sage Of Essays.” Su Shi’s Battle Of THe Red Cliffs was considered an incomparable work. There should be no big problem.
“Have you investigated the background of that tall woman Chen Mo spoke about?” Su Mian spotted the tall woman. That woman was truly very tall, her thigh alone being more than a meter in length. She was slender to the point of death, and she wore a white mask, very strange.
In her heart, Su Mian had a bad feeling.
“She has about her a very powerful Writing Essay air, a bit similar to the ‘Sage Of Essays.’ She should not be Zhu Yuanzhang.” Sima Qian coldly observed, so her perceptions were very accurate.
Zhu Yuanzhang was capable of disguises, but it was very difficult to change a person’s lifelong aura. Although that tall woman had the cold feeling of the “Sun And Moon True Dragon,” Zhu Yuanzhang could not possibly have such high literary talent, let alone resonate with a sage.
“This is is the best case.” Su Mian nodded.
Time was already running short. Countless cultivators, the Ten Great Sects, and famous spiritual power Star Generals were already gathered around the Ten Thousand Sages Hall, waiting for the final scene of Hundred Sages Simultaneously Shout.
Chen Mo suddenly noticed someone was missing.
That Liu Yong who was praised as a generational genius had yet to appear.
She couldn’t have failed to reach purple level, right?
Just as Chen Mo thought this, the elevated platforms surrounding the Ten Thousand Sages Hall burst into an uproar. The people on the platforms turned their attention to the noise, and with a look, they saw a girl dressed in white silk, her figure faintly discernible as if covered by mist, delicately walk towards the hall.
The words “beautiful as a heavenly immortal” could not sufficiently describe this girl.
Her sophistication and dignity were like a sword able to cut through all pretentious appearances in the mundane world, leaving only the most pure aspects.
Her sudden appearance immediately brought the atmosphere of the Ten Thousand Sages Hall to a zenith. “Poem In The Sword” Cao Pi, “Intoxicated Sigh Of Joy And Sorrow” Bai Juyi, “Spread Fear To Subdue Enemies” Hou Junji, and even the Seven Sages Of The Bamboo Grove all turned their gazes.
A graceful voice echoed endlessly throughout the venue.
Without a doubt, the late, cultured woman was none other than Heavenly Graceful Star “White Clothed Court Official” Liu Yong Liu Fengxi.
“Does the main character have to arrive last?!”
Su Shi harrumphed. She glanced at Liu Yong, who was currently the number one in graceful and subdued poetry.
“Except that you are merely a supporting role for me, Liu of the wells.” Su Wanyang arrogantly puffed out her chest.
Liu Fengxi courteously smiled. Her eyes were like full moons, her smile containing a bit of immortal qi.
As expected, she was like a girl from the imagination. Chen Mo immediately realized that she had saved him that day, so he cupped his fist and earnestly thanked her. “Your Servant finally sees Lady Fengxi in the flesh.”
Liu Fengxi nodded, her expression cultured, containing a hint of a smile.
When Su Wanyang seemed to catch sight of them throwing sheepish glances at one another, her heart was even more disapproving. When the Ten Thousand Sages Hall finally opened, the girl leapt forth to be the first into the hall, to leave them out of sight, out of mind.
…
Mount Hua.
“Eternally Loyal General” Yue Fei pointed her spear at all in Heaven and Earth, standing in defense of Mount Hua like a heaven-suppressing pillar.
Heruo Bi and Han Qinhu’s coordinated attack was helpless against her. As on of the Two Stars of the Central Star Field, her Realm was already far beyond theirs.
“Yue Fei, should you continue to insist on obstruction, do not blame us for attacking.” Zhu Xi declared self-righteously as she quietly retreated to the rear. Although she was known as one of Confucianism’s Four Sages, she did not want to be sucked into battle against a Xuannü Realm. The slightest mistake could destroy her.
“This Yue Fei that follows Dream In A Millennium, master of Central, is formidable, as expected. Ha, ha, This Heavenly King is already itching to cross swords with you.”
Heavenly King Of Dongxia Zhang Xutuo cackled and leapt forth. She was already Divine Phoenix Realm. A full power strike could change the mountains and rivers. Yue Li was steady as stone, the Star Weapon spear in her hand like a roc spreading its wings, blowing the three of them.
What?
Zhang Xutuo’s expression slightly changed.
“Trash!!”
Yang Guang cursed under her breath. Three Great Generals were unable to handle Yue Fei, this was practically humiliating.
Shi Wansui understood intuitively. The head of the Nine Elders Of Sui lead the charge as if she was mounted atop a divine steed, but she was intercepted by “Heaven Devouring Demon King” Xiao Mohe. The woman’s purple eyes were already out of patience. “Shi Wansui, face This General again.”
“Hm?”
At the same time, Yang Guang’s figure moved, and she dismounted from her dragon carriage. Purple qi wrapped around her. The girl’s finger looked ordinary, but it seemed to hold within it prosperity. Then, that prosperity was ripped to shreds in her palm.
Having entered Purple Rose Star, Yang Guang’s palm attack was peerlessly tyrannical, able to make even Divine Phoenix Realm Star Generals feel fear. Yue Fei was unfazed as she swung her spear.
How could she have expected that “Imperial Empress Of Bedfellows” Fu Jian would suddenly attack her.
“Yue Fei, This Palace has long wanted to taste your body. Ha, ha, ha, ha, This Palace shall take you into the harem now!!” Fu Jian’s palm moved, and purple qi poured forth like a waterfall.
That two great Star Marquis would take action against Yue Fei caught everyone by surprise.
Just at this moment, countless black and white chess pieces appeared around Yue Li. These pieces spread out into the All Things Omnipresent Stars formation. The two Star Marquis’ power thundered against the pieces, releasing an explosion.
Upon seeing these starry chess pieces, Fu Jiang and Yang Guang’s expressions slightly changed.
The refined and sage-like girl, Chen Xian’er, appeared beside Yue Fei, her eyes extremely cold and detached.
“Chen Tuan, could it be you want to revolt?”
“I cultivated the Dao for all My life, of quiet and non-action, but I will not permit others to desecrate Mount Hua!”
“Good, Mount Hua offers Song Zhao the Purple Rose safe harbor, scheming to defy Central’s imperial order, a crime that cannot be pardoned. Today, Mount Hua should be destroyed!” Zhu Xi sneered: “Heavenly law is on my side. Star Marquis, move out!!!”
Battle cries rose.
…
On a peak very far from Mount Hua, a woman in white clothes watched the battle, bored. Her clothing was a set of ancient garb. They fluttered about, fully showing an old official’s air.
The woman’s face was pale, but her lips were as red as blood, as if she had smeared them with the fluid, a ghastly sight.
“Destroying Mount Hua, the root of Daoism. How could I miss something so interesting. I have already been bored for several centuries. I do not need you to order me around, Dong Zhongshu. I also want to find a bit of pleasure in killing. You had best understand this.”
The girl answered the voice in her mind. Her expression was increasingly filled with a desire to kill.
“Other than Mount Hua, why not kill these Star Marquis, too. It would make that ruler of Central feel that I was unbiased…Ha, ha, ha, ha.”
The woman laughed.
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