#202 - Spring Dragon Poetry Contest (VII)

Generally speaking, the value of a commodity is most directly reflected in its price.

Especially with a system like 'you get what you pay for,' the 5000 price tag indicates that the value of this True Dragon Forehead Scale is indeed far above other items like the 'Starry Sky Saber Sheath' and 'Myriad Blade 引'.

It raises the user by one major realm level, without any restrictions.

This means that if Wei Changtian uses it now, he will immediately jump from the fifth rank to the fourth rank!

However, doing so would undoubtedly be a waste of a heavenly treasure.

The most valuable way to use it would be to wait until he breaks through to the second rank and then use it to reach the unprecedented first rank!

Good heavens, reciting a poem actually yielded such a reward. This trip tonight was worth it!

A gust of wind swept past, and a white light flashed.

Behind Shen Ran, a huge cloud goose actually materialized, pure white, with a long neck, and a touch of vermilion between the goose's eyes.

Uh... what is this?

Guardian beast?

Pocket monster?

Digital monster?

Wei Changtian looked at the cloud goose that was raising its head and鸣叫, then looked at Shen Ran's painful expression, but he was completely confused.

However, he quickly discovered something even stranger.

Apart from himself and Shen Ran, no one else seemed to be able to see this goose!

Wait a minute...

A thought suddenly appeared in his mind, and as if to prove the correctness of Wei Changtian's idea, the originally vivid cloud goose slowly became illusory at this moment.

Strands of white mist floated out of the blurred goose body and formed a smaller cloud goose next to it.

The size difference between the two was about three or four times, and as the small cloud goose took shape, the big cloud goose returned to its original lifelike appearance.

"Huff! Huff!"

With a flutter of wings, two white shadows flashed past.

The big goose returned to Shen Ran's body, but the little goose went straight for Wei Changtian!

[Ding!]

[Detected that the host has successfully plundered some of the luck of the Son of Heaven, "Shen Ran!"]

[Reward system points: 500]

Just as Wei Changtian had guessed, he had indeed successfully taken away some of Shen Ran's luck.

This was actually his motivation for going on stage to recite poetry, but he was just a little confused by the golden dragon just now.

Speaking of which, is the luck of heaven actually stored in this way?

What about other people?

Is it also a goose?

Or some other divine beast?

For a time, countless questions flooded his mind, but Wei Changtian also knew that now was not the time to think about these issues.

The most important thing at the moment is to decide whether to try to kill Shen Ran.

If he tries and succeeds, he will make a bloody profit. If he fails, he will completely become enemies with Shen Ran.

And if he lets him leave, although he has plundered some of his luck, given Shen Ran's current personality, he may not necessarily retaliate against him.

So...

"Thief! Give me your life!"

Just as Wei Changtian was hesitating, a roar suddenly exploded from behind him.

He subconsciously thought that the Liu family was attacking him, so he suddenly dodged to the side, and at the same time, without thinking, he drew his sword and slashed backwards with a Returning Dust Slash.

"Ding!"

The harsh sound of metal clashing pierced the night sky, and a question of incomparable astonishment rang out from the splashing waves.

"Young Master Wei! What do you mean by this?!"

What do I mean?

You're trying to kill me, and I'm not allowed to fight back?

Wei Changtian smiled dumbly, but the next second he realized what was happening.

Damn it, it seems like I misunderstood. This person might not be here to kill Shen Ran, right?

Suddenly turning his head, he glanced at the cloth-clothed man who had hastily received his attack. Before Wei Changtian could speak, there was another commotion from Shen Ran's side.

Presumably realizing his current dangerous situation, Shen Ran did not hesitate after regaining his senses. He took a deep look at Wei Changtian and gently leaped backwards.

"Splash!"

A burst of water sounded, and Wei Changtian and the cloth-clothed man flashed, and the next second they appeared together above the splash of water.

The splashed water droplets had not yet fallen, and the ripples on the lake surface had not yet dissipated.

But Shen Ran had already disappeared without a trace.

"Plop!"

The big man did not hesitate to immediately jump into the water to look for Shen Ran's trace, but Wei Changtian stood motionless by the pavilion.

Although he didn't know how Shen Ran did it, he must have escaped by now.

And what Wei Changtian really cared about was not this.

Looking at the two circles of ripples on the lake surface, he slowly sheathed his long saber, his brows slightly furrowed.

Just in the moment of turning his head just now, he clearly saw a jade pendant hidden in the cloth-clothed man's waist.

Others may not recognize this jade pendant when they see it, but Wei Changtian is very familiar with it.

Formerly belonged to the Hanging Mirror Division, now incorporated into the Imperial Guard's Inner Guard.

Why would someone from the Inner Guard appear here and want to kill Shen Ran?

In terms of organization, the current Inner Guard only receives orders from one person.

Then that means...

Wei Changtian suddenly turned his head, his gaze swept over the crowded crowd on the shore, and finally stopped on a dark high platform.

Although he had reached the fifth rank of "Clear Eyes and Ears", it was still difficult to see what was happening on the high platform from this distance.

However, Wei Changtian did not move his eyes away, because he seemed to feel a gaze coming from the high platform, also looking at him at this moment.

Between light and darkness, two gazes collided, neither showing any fear.

On the shore, the crowd, unaware of this, finally belatedly burst into deafening cheers.

"Heaven bless my Great Ning! Heaven bless my Great Ning!!"

"Young Master Wei's poetic talent can truly be called peerless!!"

"Waves arise without wind, fish leap over the dragon gate! Tonight's events will surely be passed down through the ages!"

"Spring River Flower Moon Night, even Su Wu can't write such beautiful verses!"

"Composing nine world-renowned poems in a row, this old man has truly opened his eyes today!"

"Young Master Wei! This little girl is sixteen years old, from a wealthy family, and only asks to be your bed-warming maid!"

"Bah! Shameless woman! Are you worthy!"

"..."

The most enthusiastic cheers and praises of the night lasted for a long time, several times more exaggerated than when Su Wu appeared or when he wrote the poem "Only Dedicate Loyalty to Heaven and Earth, and Let Children Make Trouble with Official Hats."

However, when Wei Changtian heard these cheers for himself, he only felt annoyed.

Turning his head to look at Su Wu, who had gone from protagonist to supporting role, but still maintained his detached demeanor, Wei Changtian cupped his hands lightly.

The former was stunned for a moment, then smiled and cupped his hands in return.

He did not join the crowd in praising Wei Changtian's "poetic talent", nor did he have the slightest envy or jealousy.

Su Wu's performance at this moment was exactly the same as when he took the initiative to greet Wei Changtian at the beginning of the poetry meeting.

Although no one may ever call Su Wu the Sage of Poetry again in the future.

But in Wei Changtian's view, this lighthearted old man truly deserves the title of "Sage."

As for others.

Shaking his head, another poem came from the pavilion.

"Nine out of ten people are worthy of scorn, a hundred are useless scholars."

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