176: Three volumes of the Heavenly Book, Little Book Boy

“Let us drown our sorrows of ages past together!”

As Li Luo’s final line of poetry fell, the entire ocean of books vibrated.

Wen Zhao took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in her heart.

“What kind of broad and vast mind could create such elegant, unrestrained, and magnificent verses?”

Boom, boom.

The next moment.

Wen Zhao only felt herself being pulled by him, directly stepping onto the nine hundred and ninety-ninth step!

The two appeared before the golden house.

Wen Zhao’s Xiao Hu face, formed by her Divine Soul, seemed to hold its breath.

According to the Legacy she had received from Wen Saint, she knew that even after accepting the Literary Sage Inheritance, one could only ascend to the Peak of these book steps if they had reached at least the fourth level of Confucianism.

That is to say, only a Lord-level expert in the Cultivation world could do so.

But today.

The unparalleled young man beside her, relying on the second Realm of Confucianism, the ‘Continuing Spring and Autumn’ stage, had directly reached the Peak.

It was nothing short of a miracle!

Such Aptitude was truly astonishing and brilliant.

“Heh, scared you?”

“Don’t panic, just basic operation.”

Li Luo’s Infant God avatar glanced at the delicate maiden’s face that had materialized.

In his heart, he also felt a little smug.

At the same time.

When the Infant God’s eyes looked towards the golden house, his tender and handsome little face was filled with anticipation.

“Oh, oh!”

Although Wen Zhao didn't quite understand the young man’s words.

However, it felt very impressive.

Nodding was the right thing to do.

“Come on, let’s go in and take a look.”

Li Luo’s Infant God avatar, holding Wen Zhao’s Divine Soul Xiao Hu hand, walked towards the golden house and pushed the door open.

“Boom, boom, boom~~~”

As soon as they entered this golden house, golden energy fluctuations swept through it.

This made Li Luo’s Infant God avatar’s eyes sparkle.

There is a golden house in books, and a beauty like jade in books.

The ancients truly did not deceive me, did they?

The golden house was fine.

When he came in, Li Luo’s Infant God avatar had already felt that it was constructed of golden energy.

He had touched it several times; there was no mistake.

Just as Li Luo’s Infant God avatar was looking past the golden waves to see if there was a peerless beauty like jade inside.

“What the heck, kid, what are you touching? Are you gay?!”

Suddenly.

A voice echoed in the Void Realm, startling both Li Luo and Wen Zhao.

Wen Zhao’s Xiao Hu face was still a bit confused.

She knew that her Literary Sage Inheritance could speak and communicate with her, guiding her Cultivation.

But what did those words mean today?

However, Li Luo’s Infant God, upon hearing the words, was greatly startled.

He chuckled awkwardly, “Senior misunderstands, misunderstands. My orientation is normal, I’m not gay, I don’t cross swords.”

At the same time, he was furiously complaining in his heart.

This is really the Literary Sage Inheritance? Why does it feel a bit improper?

“Are you thinking I’m improper?”

“You’re the one who’s improper, your whole family is improper.”

“From groping around when you first came in, to being shifty-eyed after entering. Kid, if I hadn’t seen you holding hands with Xiao Hu Wen Zhao, I would have already expelled you.”

The voice retorted.

Li Luo: “convex(Fuck dish fuck)!”

However, as soon as this thought arose.

Li Luo immediately suppressed it.

“Everything you say is right, you are indeed wise and mighty, exceptionally sagacious.”

Li Luo thought against his will.

However, he had to admit that this Literary Sage Inheritance was indeed amazing.

Within this Legacy space, it could actually read his thoughts, which was a bit terrifying.

“Humph, humph.”

Humming and hawing, the voice was still somewhat pleased with Li Luo’s flattery.

“At least you, kid, have some discernment.”

“However, for someone as weak as you to be able to reach the Peak of the steps, I must say, you are quite suitable for the Literary Saint’s Legacy.”

The voice said proudly.

At the same time, it held itself back.

“Cannot show too much emotion, calm down, phew, calm down.”

Because.

In the past, the Wen Saint himself had spent several years to ascend the nine hundred and ninety-nine steps.

He had to reach the Peak of the third level of Confucianism to achieve it.

But today.

This kid in front of him, merely at the Late Stage of the second Realm of Confucianism, ‘Continuing Spring and Autumn’, had reached the summit with astonishing talent.

This Aptitude definitely far surpassed the Wen Saint himself in the past.

“Still suitable?”

“Is it that much of a stretch?”

Li Luo felt a bit dejected, but he quickly adjusted his mindset.

After all.

The stronger the Legacy, the greater the improvement to his own strength.

Therefore.

Soon, Li Luo’s Infant God avatar was filled with fighting spirit.

“Is this just ‘suitable’?”

Wen Zhao pouted, how did she feel like she was a bit useless?

“Hmm, it’s still acceptable.”

Whoosh.

As the words fell.

Inside the golden house.

Amidst the golden light, three scrolls appeared.

They were marked: One, Two, Three.

“Celestial Tome Three Volumes!”

Ancient seal script, with powerful strokes.

Li Luo, who had already reached the second Realm of Confucianism, could automatically understand the meaning represented by these twisted characters by looking closely.

“That’s right, it’s the Celestial Tome Three Volumes.”

Buzz.

Along with the voice.

Above the Celestial Tome Three Volumes, a boy appeared, with bare little feet and braided pigtails.

However.

He stood with his hands behind his back, looking arrogant and speaking in an old-fashioned manner.

This formed a stark contrast with his tender face and adorable appearance.

“Pfft!”

Li Luo usually didn’t laugh, unless... he really couldn’t hold it in.

“No laughing.”

The boy said fiercely, but without any lethality.

This also made him very frustrated.

After all, when Tianxiang Wensheng obtained this Celestial Tome Three Volumes Legacy and nurtured it to imbue it with a spirit, he had shaped it into the appearance of a boy.

Li Luo, however, could understand.

This boy should be equivalent to the artifact spirit of the Celestial Tome Three Volumes.

He was somewhat similar to the cute, chattering, gluttonous Xiao Hu of his own main body, the Pear Blossom Rainstorm Sword.

“Here are the Celestial Tome Three Volumes, it depends on how much you can comprehend.”

“There’s only one chance.”

“If you can comprehend all of them, then it will be enough to accompany you in your Cultivation to the Wen Saint Realm!”

The boy said proudly.

“Is it difficult?”

“Then I, Pan An, the number one handsome man, insist on trying.”

Li Luo’s Divine Soul avatar said confidently.

Whoosh.

With a movement of his figure.

Li Luo’s Infant God avatar appeared below the Celestial Tome First Volume.

Boom.

Immediately, he felt a vast ocean-like expanse of characters envelop him.

And he was like a poor wretch about to drown, only able to struggle.

“Humph.”

Li Luo’s Infant God avatar snorted coldly.

The next moment.

His top-tier charm erupted, and his innate affinity for the Dao made it much easier for him to comprehend any Great Dao.

Soon.

He transformed from that poor wretch about to drown into a fish swimming with ease.

Constantly devouring the glittering characters within that ocean of text.

Outside, the progress of Li Luo comprehending the Celestial Tome First Volume was also rapidly increasing.

This astonished and impressed Wen Zhao.

And the boy, however, had his mouth agape, as if an egg could fit inside.

He was shocked.