Chapter 12401

Chapter 12401

Cao Luoshen suddenly said, "You all gathered here so suddenly, could it be that this person in the arena is the Emperor of Ending?"

Yang Qing'er smiled slightly: "Besides our Emperor of Termination, who else could be so talented as to surpass Young Master Cao in the literary talent competition?"

Everyone agreed.

In fact, even without Yang Qing'er and her group, many people were already guessing that the person in the arena was the mysterious person on the track.

This only further confirms that point.

Yang Qing'er continued, "Forgive my bluntness, but although Young Master Cao's talent is unparalleled in Tianjun, in front of our Great Emperor of the End, he is still like a firefly competing with the bright moon, not even on the same level."

Upon hearing this, everyone present, except for the members of the Termination Committee, changed their expressions.

Cao Luoshen herself didn't react much.

Li Tianguo raised an eyebrow and said, "Isn't your statement a bit too definitive? I'm a little curious, is the Emperor of the End himself really this arrogant, or are you just using his power to intimidate others and creating an air of mystery?"

Yang Qing'er shrugged: "I'm just stating a fact. If I offend anyone, please forgive me."

Zhao Ning, standing to the side, curled his lip and said, "What the hell is this? It's like it's the truth."

Like Li Tianguo, she was curious about the mysterious person on the track, and to some extent, she longed for him. Otherwise, she wouldn't have joined the two of them in causing trouble in the Shenhou group last time.

However, compared to my best friend, protecting my best friend is more important.

Cao Luoshen countered, "What are you trying to say by telling me all this?"

Yang Qing'er said with a serious expression, "To avoid humiliating yourself, Young Master Cao would be better off withdrawing from the race. Otherwise, it would be a great pity to ruin Young Master Cao's reputation for talent after today."

Upon hearing this, Cao Luoshen couldn't help but laugh: "Are you threatening me?"

Li Tianguo and Zhao Ning also looked like they had seen a ghost.

With their backgrounds as top-tier second-generation individuals, they are the ones who always threaten others; when did it become their turn to be threatened?
Unless the entire Tianjun is turned upside down.

Yang Qing'er waved her hand and said, "Young Master Cao, please don't misunderstand. I'm just offering a reasonable suggestion for your sake. If you don't agree, I will naturally respect your choice."

Cao Luoshen laughed and said, "Then I really have to thank you for your kindness. It's a pity that I'm the kind of person who never turns back until I hit a brick wall. I hope that, as you say, your Emperor of the End can make me suffer a crushing defeat."

As he spoke, his eyes gleamed, revealing a predatory and eager expression.

"I hope that Young Master Cao will not be discouraged."

Yang Qing'er bowed slightly, then looked at the sand table in the room with a devout expression.

"Let's pour out 'Bring in the Wine' and let the Yellow River flow with us! Let's dispel the sorrows of ages past together, for even if a thousand pieces of gold are spent, they will return again!"

"The banished immortal from Yelang Kingdom has been pardoned and returned! His light boat has already passed ten thousand mountains, and even hardship has become material for poetry!"

"Catching the moon and riding a whale at Caishiji! Drunk, I leap into the moonlit river, my body returning to stillness, my soul becoming an immortal!"

A moment of silence fell over everyone.

Each of these seemingly divine figures, with their complex expressions, met such an end, leaving one unsure whether to sigh or lament.

At this point, the achievement points are exactly at ninety.

Logically, the next step would be to trigger the end of the race.

Cao Luoshen got up and walked towards the track entrance, only to find that the sand table had not stopped and the track had not issued a final announcement.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the immortal who had already completed his life, as depicted in the sand table, was sitting atop a tall building.

He was drinking when he was suddenly inspired to write poetry.

He would write a poem after drinking a cup of wine, and within the time it took to drink a jug of wine, he had already written no less than a hundred poems scattered around him. Any one of them was a masterpiece of human talent.

Everyone stared intently at the papers scattered on the ground.

Everyone eagerly awaited the arrival of the sand table; if it weren't for the sand table, they would have rushed in to grab it on the spot.

Some people realized what was happening and immediately recited the poems on the spot, but unfortunately, due to the angle, only fragments of some poems could be seen.

But it was these few amazing words that made everyone anxious and restless outside.

The last time such a scene occurred was when the literary giant, an elderly woman, overwhelmed Guo Xianggu, with masterpieces from the Eight Great Masters of the Tang and Song Dynasties emerging one after another.

That incident caused a sensation throughout the entire Tianjun County.

This time, not only was the quality of each poem and essay just as good, but it was even better. The key point is that the output was truly astonishing!

"What is a Poet Immortal? This is the real Poet Immortal!"

Some people couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of their hearts.

They could never write any one of these sentences, no matter how hard they racked their brains, but in other people's hands, it's as simple as eating and drinking.

"The Collected Works of Li Bai shine through the ages! The grandeur of the Tang Dynasty was partly due to your hand; a single utterance from your embroidered mouth is half of the glorious Tang Dynasty!"

With the final verdict, the literary giant track slowly closed, marking its end.

Everyone looked at each other, sighing with regret.

It's not that I'm lamenting for Cao Luoshen, but rather that I regret not being able to copy down the entire "Collected Works of Li Bai." Even missing half a sentence would be a regret for eternity.

Li Tianguo and Zhao Ning looked at Cao Luoshen with some concern: "Are you alright?"

They had already secured a spot in the final round of the race, but someone else skipped the final round and ended the race directly.

Anyone would feel choked up at this moment.

Fortunately, similar cases have occurred more than once recently, so while it's upsetting, it's not entirely unacceptable.

Cao Luoshen stood there stunned for a long time.

Just as the two were worried that he had been provoked, Cao Luoshen suddenly blurted out from the bottom of his heart: "Awesome!"

Li Tianguo was both amused and exasperated: "Don't you feel aggrieved?"

"What's there for me to feel aggrieved about losing to such a celestial being?"

Cao Luoshen looked puzzled, then suddenly realized, "Wait, you two don't think I'm a sore loser, do you?"

To be honest, Li Tianguo and Zhao Ning really thought so.

Cao Luoshen is certainly not a narrow-minded person, but in the literary world, she has been invincible since her debut and has never tasted the bitterness of being outdone.

Especially since it was such a crushing defeat with no suspense whatsoever.

It's normal to have a moment of despair.

However, it's clear that they were overthinking things.

Zhao Ning patted his chest nonchalantly: "My goodness, my goodness, I was wrong to think so narrowly about you."

This unrestrained demeanor immediately attracted the attention of those around him.

Li Tianguo and Cao Luoshen tacitly shielded her behind them, clearly used to this kind of thing.

There was no way around it; this top-tier noblewoman from a prestigious family was never particular about such matters and had absolutely no sense of propriety as a lady.

Li Tianguo sighed: "It's a pity I still didn't get to see him in person."

Cao Luoshen nodded and said self-deprecatingly, "I even wrote a new Ode to the Goddess of the Luo River, hoping to compete with him, but I didn't even qualify to enter the game. I'm just a clown."

Li Tianguo laughed heartily: "Likewise."

If Lin Yi heard this, he would have to say a few words in his defense.