“The four lines from Hengqu are the most profound of all your poems. Isn’t it a bit too much to use these four lines to show off?” Wu Daofeng asked with some concern.
"Not big, not big at all," Ye Qiu said. "Perspective determines the future. I still think it's not big enough; I should save the universe."
Pfft.
Wu Manman and Long Yue couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"This scoundrel looks more and more like a conman the more I look at him," Wu Manman whispered to Long Yue.
“That’s right,” Long Yue said sweetly, “She has the potential to be the leader of the successor.”
I think so too.
The two women made no attempt to hide it.
But deep down, they absolutely approved of Ye Qiu and had no doubts about his proposal.
Wu Daofeng quickly made a decision, saying, "There's no time to lose, let's do as you say."
I will immediately have a stone tablet made, and you will personally carve the inscription on its back, along with your signature.
"That won't be necessary," Ye Qiu waved his hand and smiled. "It's fine whether or not to include a signature. If you insist, I'll leave your name."
After all, you are the head of the Jiedao Academy.
“What use is my name?” Wu Daofeng glared and puffed out his beard. “If my name were useful, we wouldn’t be racking our brains every year to recruit students.”
But things are different now. As long as the inscription on the monument is carved by you and signed with your name, the name "Ye Qiu" alone can attract countless young men and women to join our Jiedao Academy.
"I knew you were up to this."
Ye Qiu gave him an expression that said, "I saw right through you."
Wu Daofeng chuckled and said, "You are a martial arts star, at the height of your fame in Tongcheng. You are only valuable if you are put to use. This is your honor."
"Using it is fine, but you have to pay an endorsement fee."
"How many?"
"The endorsement fee is 50 million."
"Get lost." Wu Daofeng kicked Ye Qiu, but Ye Qiu nimbly dodged it.
About two hours later, Wu Daofeng ordered his men to quickly bring over a stone tablet that was ten feet tall and erected next to the gate of the academy.
Then, Wu Daofeng pulled Ye Qiu over and said with a smile, "Come on, it's your turn to perform."
"Engraving is a skilled craft. What other unique skills do you have? Bring them in exchange," Ye Qiu said seriously.
"You are free to study the cultivation techniques and spells in the Cultivation Techniques Hall."
"So there's no room for negotiation?"
"You little brat, hurry up and carve it, don't force me to do it." Wu Daofeng rubbed his hands together, looking like he couldn't hold back any longer.
"Okay, okay, coming right away."
Ye Qiu was both amused and exasperated.
Asking for a favor and being so arrogant!
But Ye Qiu couldn't refuse.
At that moment, Ye Qiu extended two fingers and began carving words on the tall stone tablet from several meters away.
"Record it for me, hurry up and record it."
Wu Daofeng hurriedly urged Wu Manman.
“Grandfather, they’re already recording.” Wu Manman said, both amused and exasperated.
"Alright, Long Yue, you record it too," Wu Daofeng said. "It will be very useful."
"As you command."
...
Once Ye Qiu started, he couldn't stop.
He used his magical powers to carve the image, his spirit and energy highly concentrated, and he completed it in one go at lightning speed.
"Take life and death lightly, and fight if you disagree."
To establish a moral compass for heaven and earth, and to secure a destiny for the people.
To continue the lost learning of the sages, and to usher in an era of peace for all generations.
When the last character "平" was finished, Ye Qiu withdrew his magic power and smiled with satisfaction.
On the stone tablet, lines of large characters, like dragons and phoenixes dancing, carried a mysterious Taoist charm, which was extremely extraordinary.
"I never expected his handwriting to be so beautiful, so elegant and flowing."
Wu Manman was amazed and stared at the characters on the stone tablet, looking at them again and again.
Originally just an ordinary stone tablet, it suddenly became extraordinary after Ye Qiu left his inscription.
Nearby, many people were already watching, and they were all inexplicably shocked.
"And don't forget to sign your name, Little Leaf."
Wu Daofeng offered a reminder.
Okay.
Ye Qiu made another move, leaving the words "Ye Qiu" at the end.
And so, it's completely over!
"Great, great, much more impressive."
Wu Daofeng was grinning from ear to ear.
For him, this is more than just erecting a monument.
Instead, it revitalized his aging passion.
"Mr. Wu, I have something to discuss with you."
In the crowd, an old man with white hair ran up to Wu Daofeng.
"Huh? You old drunkard, you're still alive?"
Wu Daofeng stared at the white-haired old man in surprise.
The white-haired old man held a gourd of wine in his hand, shook it, and laughed, "Drunk as I may be, I'm not confused at all. I'm as happy as an immortal."
"Your life has been worthwhile. You've lived freely and unrestrainedly, earning the reputation of the Drunken Sword Immortal. It's truly enviable," Wu Daofeng said sincerely.
The Drunken Sword Immortal?
Upon hearing these three words, the onlookers were all astonished.
"This old man is actually the famous Drunken Sword Immortal?"
"Wow, I've met an amazing person today."
"Legend has it that decades ago, a concubine in the palace murdered the beloved of the Sword Immortal. Enraged, the Sword Immortal stormed into the imperial palace, where masters were numerous, and single-handedly killed the concubine. He then escaped unscathed and has lived a carefree life ever since, which is truly admirable."
There are many legends about this senior, enough to tell in a day.
Many cultivators nearby spoke up one after another.
Upon hearing these words, Ye Qiu became somewhat interested in learning more about this old man who reeked of alcohol.
"Old drunkard, what brings you here all of a sudden?"
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