Chapter 12400

Chapter 12400

The sand table is unfolded.

"A strange phenomenon occurs in Suyab! In my youth, I wielded my sword and left Sichuan, cutting through the mortal world with a sword and a poem!"

Lin Yi's move was so unexpected that it left outsiders completely baffled.

Everyone looked puzzled: "Did this guy choose the wrong track? The track requires a poet, what's the meaning of him bringing out a sword immortal?"

Some people jokingly speculated: "What else could it mean? It's just a different approach to create a buzz, not relying on literary merit, but trying to win with its imagination, right?"

Everyone nodded in agreement, but all scoffed at the idea.

"Another opportunistic fool, lacking literary talent yet still trying to piggyback on others' success, is an insult to the literary talent community!"

"Don't say that. They might actually think they're pretty smart. What if they actually succeed?"

"Oh right, right, we're all idiots. We leave the fragments of divine power on the ground for him to pick up."

Someone took the opportunity to curry favor with Cao Luoshen: "With Young Master Cao around, the rest of us can only compete for second place at best. This person doesn't have that talent, so he can only rely on playing the clown to make a fool of himself."

However, Cao Luoshen watched with great interest: "Where's the clown? A sword and a poem to slay the mortal world, isn't that awesome?"

"..."

Everyone choked.

A loud laugh came from the side: "You guys should just take a break. You don't even know how to flatter properly. Be careful you don't end up hurting your own legs!"

Li Tianguo chuckled and said, "Perhaps Brother Cao's butt is hidden too well, making it difficult for everyone to find. Maybe if we take a few more shots, we'll be able to spot it accurately."

Upon seeing her two best friends, Cao Luoshen was immediately delighted, and then asked in surprise, "Weren't you still in solitary confinement?"

Zhao Ning rolled her eyes: "Can mere solitary confinement really keep us locked up?"

Ultimately, the so-called confinement was just a formality.

Moreover, now that Bi Yang has defected, it makes the three of them seem to have had foresight, and they are actually doing good without any wrongdoing. Naturally, their families will turn a blind eye to them.

As the three were talking, a storm was brewing in the sand table.

"He wrote a poem while drunk in a tavern in Jinling! He refused to board the emperor's boat when summoned, and his wild reputation resounded throughout the Tang Dynasty!"

"The Ode to the Great Roc shakes the Purple Palace! The Great Roc rises with the wind in a single day, soaring straight up to the ninety thousand miles of clouds!"

"In the Daming Palace, he drunkenly wrote a wild and unrestrained book! The strongman removed his boots, and the imperial concubine ground the ink; her mad display before the emperor shamed all the officials!"

"The three chapters of 'Qing Ping Diao' surpass all others! The clouds resemble her clothes, the flowers her face; a celestial melody that intoxicates the Hall of Eternal Life!"

The entire audience was stunned. The group that had just been mocking and ridiculing the others suddenly fell silent.

Strictly speaking, Lin Yi did not directly quote Li Bai's famous poems; he simply narrated the life trajectory of this poet from a third-party perspective.

Even so, the occasional snippets of conversation still sent chills down everyone's spines.

They had only ever seen that kind of literary talent and temperament in Cao Luoshen.

At this moment, the achievement points displayed behind Lin Yi's pseudonym had surged to sixty.

Someone couldn't help but mutter, "Could it be another literary old lady?"

Everyone looked at each other.

They still vividly remember the impact Tang Qingxue had on them, and the timeless masterpieces of the Eight Great Masters of Tang and Song are still topics of conversation.

It has even been compiled into a book, and major families have included it as required reading.

"That would be interesting!"

Once everyone realized what was happening, they immediately perked up and all turned their gazes toward Cao Luoshen.

There is no first place in literature.

But precisely because of this, this topic has always been the most debated and talked about.

Originally, this topic was a foregone conclusion in Tianjun. No one could shake Cao Luoshen's position, and no one else was even qualified to try and take advantage of her.

However, the appearance of Tang Qingxue, this literary elder, immediately sparked a great deal of controversy.

It's a pity that the two sides never had a formal match. If nothing unexpected happens, this topic could be debated for a lifetime.

But now, the opportunity has finally arrived.

Li Tianguo nudged Cao Luoshen: "Feeling the pressure?"

Cao Luoshen stared intently at the sand table: "If he really is that person, then I will have no regrets in this life."

Given his personality, he would never easily step into the fray.

Even though most people see the Literary Master track as his personal backyard, he can take the track's end reward whenever he wants.

Who wouldn't pick up fragments of divine power on the ground?

Cao Luoshen really didn't pick it up.

His sudden entry into the race wasn't primarily about ending the race, but rather about meeting that mysterious figure on the track!

I never expected to actually run into him.

"Trying to scoop the moon from Dongting Lake, only to have it fall into the Milky Way! Let's borrow the moonlight from Dongting Lake, a divine act that steals the time of the mortal world!"

"The Shu Road and Jianmen Pass are cleaved by natural barriers! Jianmen Pass is majestic and towering, its strokes more powerful than a mountain-splitting axe!"

"At the Yellow Crane Tower, I lay down my brush and sigh for Cui Hao! The scenery before me defies description; the highest peak embodies the utmost humility!"

In the blink of an eye, the achievement points had exceeded eighty, and it was heading straight for ninety.

The highly anticipated final race is about to begin.

At this moment, a group of people in long robes rushed in, forcefully pushing aside the crowd and seizing the core viewing area directly in front of the literary talent track.

Everyone frowned.

The End!
At first, people were quite curious about this suddenly appearing organization, but its reputation deteriorated rapidly after the Termination Society began recruiting members on a large scale.

Even so, because of the existence of that End Emperor, the vast majority of people dared not speak out against him.

What if they really do have something?
The final act would push passersby away, but dared not touch Cao Luoshen and the other two even slightly.

They can still distinguish between the two kings.

The leader was a woman with a cold and aloof appearance. She took the initiative to bow to the three of them and said, "Yang Qing'er greets Young Master Cao, Young Master Li, and Miss Zhao."

The three men sized her up.

Li Tianguo asked with great interest, "Are you the vice president of the Termination Society?"

Yang Qing'er nodded slightly: "It's just an empty title. I'm just running errands for the End Emperor."

Li Tianguo asked seriously, "Have you really seen the End Emperor in person?"

Yang Qing'er smiled and said, "Young Master Li, that's a strange question. Our Termination Society was founded by the Termination Emperor himself, so he has naturally met us."

Li Tianguo hurriedly asked, "What's his name?"

Cao Luoshen and Zhao Ning both perked up their ears.

"Can't say."

Yang Qing'er gave an apologetic smile: "The Emperor of Ending always keeps a low profile. Without his permission, we would not dare to reveal his identity. Please forgive us."

Cao Luoshen frowned: "Since he's so low-key, why did he organize a final meeting?"

Yang Qing'er smiled and said, "The Emperor cares about Tianjun and does not want to keep the inside story of the track to himself, so he created the Termination Association to benefit us, the people of Tianjun."

"Everything the Emperor does is to create a path for everyone to advance."

"This is the Emperor's magnanimity, and also the Emperor's compassion."

As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding members of the End Society shouted in unison, "Great Emperor, have mercy!"

Li Tianguo and his two companions exchanged strange glances.