blueteamnovel Chapter 19 Perhaps, this is what he excels at.
Chapter 19 Perhaps, this is what he excels at.
After another half-cup of tea, seeing Zhu Siniu's face on the ground contorted in even greater pain, whimpering incessantly, Zhao Mingtong's face also flushed red. He dared not move again, turning sullenly to the light screen on the wall, and complained impatiently, "How long does this Wang Yan intend to rest?"
He immediately heard Huo Erdan sneer, "You can't even wait this long? How will you ever get into Dan Ding Peak?"
"You..." Zhao Mingtong immediately glared at Huo Erdan angrily: "What nonsense are you spouting?"
Then he suddenly realized that the phantom image of Zhu Siniu's sect archway, which was pressing down on the stone table, had vanished in an instant.
Zhu Siniu, who was on the ground, was also stunned for a moment. He quickly wiped the blood that had dried halfway from his mouth and scrambled to his feet.
Zhao Mingtong quickly understood: "His cultivation level is probably insufficient, so he can only suppress you for this long."
Zhu Siniu glared angrily at Wang Yan on the screen: "He was so arrogant before, but now he's not moving at all. He must be trying to find an excuse. This divine script, he probably heard it from someone else!"
"You're talking nonsense!" Huo Erdan immediately pointed at him angrily, "Senior Brother Qiao made it very clear just now, Yanzi was resting!"
"Rest?" Zhu Siniu curled his lip in disdain, his gaze icy. "Senior Brother Zhong made it very clear just now. Even if you try each divine character one by one, if you make a mistake, you'll feel dizzy and your temper will flare up. Has he ever experienced that? Besides, in all these years, which level-two spiritual sprout has combined to create a new divine script?"
"Senior Brother Di and Senior Brother Zhao are among the most outstanding of us, and if they couldn't achieve this, why should Wang Yan be able to?"
Seeing everyone else nod in agreement, Huo Erdan's face flushed red with anger. He clenched his fists in frustration, wanting to say something but not knowing how to refute it.
At this moment, Di Nan suddenly pressed down his hand, and spoke again, his eyes indifferent, but his voice was cold: "I didn't succeed, but perhaps Wang Yan is good at this."
Zhu Siniu was taken aback, and then, perhaps still somewhat intimidated by Di Nan's status, he awkwardly fell silent.
Zhong Jinghuo's eyes flickered, and he said with a forced smile, "Senior Brother Di really has a lot of confidence in Wang Yan!"
Di Nan looked at him coldly: "We grew up together, so naturally I have confidence in him!"
At this point, Di Nan looked at the screen again, his gaze resolute: "He can't stay inside forever. He'll have to make a move eventually. Why are you all so eager to draw conclusions? If you can't even wait this long, how can you talk about enduring hardship, persevering, and continuing?"
After a moment of stunned silence, Zhong Jinghuo and Zhu Siniu reluctantly shut their mouths.
……
At this moment, Wang Yan was recalling the quiet forest path he had traveled along, imagining the gentle breeze rustling through the trees and rippling across the calm water...
In his mind, the phrase "a calm mind brings tranquility" automatically came together, releasing wave after wave of peaceful power that gently cleansed his brain.
After a dozen or so breaths, Wang Yan's emotions gradually calmed down.
"They must be getting impatient waiting outside, right? I've rested enough; it's time to get back on track. 'Fleeting Moment' is just the first one. Once I make money from this mission, I'll apply for the second, the third, and countless more!"
"If something isn't original, it will suffer a backlash from mystical energy, so this world has its own consciousness. The ability to imbue seal script with such power must stem from a love of literature. Therefore, I will let the brilliant literature of my past life gradually move this world!"
"One day, my sea of consciousness will become the highest-level sea of consciousness in the world, and my interlocking gates will help me reign supreme over the entire world!"
Filled with fighting spirit, Wang Yan slowly opened his eyes. His previously angry and tired gaze had transformed into one of anticipation and confidence.
He stood up, walked to the gray-white stone that held the inscription, and picked up a black Yuanli pen as instructed by Qiu Xuankuang.
It resembles both gold and stone, and is quite heavy.
He held it, channeled his inner energy, and carefully wrote the words "Fleeting Time" on the surface of the stone.
A gentle breeze began to stir.
It has a bright radiance.
As the light intertwines, it's as if space itself overlaps.
The lungs take a deep breath spontaneously.
Several beams of light of different colors converged one after another on the seal characters on the stone, touching each other and quickly merging.
Then, these seal characters released energy of a similar color, which instantly traveled from the Yuanli Brush to Wang Yan's arm, and then entered the Yintang acupoint between his eyebrows, transforming into warm energy.
Wang Yan felt relieved.
"It acknowledges that I am the first person in the world to use this text!"
He closed his eyes with peace of mind, carefully sensing the various changes of this energy within his brain.
Outside, Di Nan saw Wang Yan quickly get up, walk to the stone that held the inscription, pick up the writing brush, and begin to write. He smiled with delight: "Look, he's moving!"
In fact, everyone else had seen it even before Di Nan reminded them.
As the light shone, profound energy was transmitted.
Zhao Mingtong, Zhong Jinghuo, and Zhu Siniu clenched their fists simultaneously, involuntarily holding their breath as they stared intently at Wang Yan on the screen, wishing that the energy blasts would immediately draw blood from Wang Yan's hands.
Huo Erdan and Di Nan also stared intently at Wang Yan, their eyes filled with anticipation.
The other Lingya disciples all held their breath and looked at the light screen on the wall. They couldn't quite describe their feelings. They were filled with anticipation, jealousy, nervousness, and worry. In short, their feelings were very complicated.
"Is Wang Yan a genius of divine script?"
A temporary silence fell over the main hall.
After a few breaths.
When everyone saw from the light screen on the wall that the powerful energy of the several divine characters on the stone flowed smoothly and harmoniously along Wang Yan's arm and into Wang Yan's brow, they were amazed.
There was absolutely no sign of riots or chaos.
Qiu Xuankuang's pale eyes narrowed in surprise.
A few breaths later, when a seven-colored light appeared between Wang Yan's eyebrows, Huo Erdan immediately shouted excitedly, "What is that light? I don't see Yanzi in any pain, so it shouldn't be a backlash. Is it a blessing from the God of Literature?"
The young man in the Dharma robe, who had been lounging lazily in his chair, and Hu Jingfa both sat up straight at the same time, their eyes gleaming with excitement as they looked at the dazzling light on the screen with astonishment and uncertainty.
Zhao Mingtong, Zhong Jinghuo, and Zhu Siniu stared intently at Wang Yan on the screen, filled with jealousy and envy.
"He really put together this group? How is that possible? Is he really that lucky?"
……
Inside the "Speed" divine room, when four different divine energies gently flowed into the space between the eyebrows, they quickly blossomed into a dazzling light in the sea of consciousness.
Immediately afterwards, they intertwined and merged into one, like a very tacit partner, and beat closely and continuously several times in a void at the center of Wang Yan's sea of consciousness.
boom!
boom!
boom!
boom!
Like a heart that had been dormant for a long time, it began to beat again.
It's like life coming into being from nothing.
Little by little, brilliant golden light appeared out of thin air, growing brighter and brighter until it filled the entire sea of consciousness.
Wang Yan even heard the system gently reminding him.