26: Xiao Hanyan's dry wood for hundreds of years met with a raging fire

Li Yi picked up a brush and began to write on the paper.

After Xiao Qingya's devilish lessons, Li Yi's brushwork flowed like clouds and water, and his handwriting was excellent.

"Oh, Xiao Yi, your handwriting is so good!"

Li Xue'er was surprised; Li Yi's handwriting was even better than hers. Was this really a child's handwriting?

Li Yi was proud in his heart, of course. With his max-level Comprehension Ability, comprehending the Concept of calligraphy was effortless. His calligraphy attainments were on par with Xiao Qingya's, even subtly surpassing her a tiny bit.

"What did you write? Let older sister see."

She picked up what Li Yi had written and examined it carefully.

Before, she had thought Li Yi was just playing around, casually scribbling, but who would have thought Li Yi could actually write?

After finishing reading what Li Yi had written, Li Xue'er frowned slightly. Although each was only a small section, the content was clearly extraordinary.

A terrifying thought emerged in her mind: could this really be a translation of an ancient scripture?

Oh my god! Li Yi really translated it!

He was only a one-year-old child! This was too Heaven-Defying!

The Heaven-Defying extent made Li Xue'er incredulous, even making her wonder if she was dreaming.

Her younger brother's Prodigy level had already surpassed the scope of Genius she could comprehend.

"Is this really the ancient scripture you translated?"

Li Xue'er asked Li Yi in shock.

Youzhu was puzzled. She picked up the translated scripture Li Yi had written and, after a moment, showed the same shocked expression as Li Xue'er.

"This..."

Although she really wanted to suspect that Li Yi had just written nonsense, the content on it did not look like nonsense at all.

"Of course." Li Yi proudly raised his head, as if saying, 'Aren't I amazing?'

"Hiss!"

The two gasped, exchanged glances, and then looked at Li Yi with eyes like he was a monster.

"How did you translate it?"

How could a one-year-old child, who hadn't learned anything, possibly translate it? This was beyond their comprehension.

Li Yi wiggled his finger: "I took one look, and my mind naturally understood it."

The two: "..."

The silence was deafening, their jaws slightly agape, their gazes filled with disbelief.

"It's... that simple?"

Just one look, and the mind naturally understands? He's fooling a child! This explanation was hard to believe.

"Mmm, otherwise? Is it difficult?"

Li Yi spread his hands and retorted, as if he had completed a very simple trivial matter.

Li Xue'er and Youzhu's worldviews collapsed at that moment, their heads buzzing.

Listen, is that even human language?

Is it difficult? Do you know how many Seniors who have painstakingly studied ancient texts for decades or even centuries, translating day and night, have only managed to translate this much?

You translated it in one glance, and then you ask if it's difficult? If those people heard you, they would probably be so angry they'd spit blood on the spot.

More importantly, Li Yi was only a one-year-old child.

Is the gap between people really that vast?

"Xiao Yi, you are a peerless Genius! Let older sister give you a kiss!"

Li Xue'er picked up Li Yi and, through her veil, kissed Li Yi's chubby cheek.

"Saintess, the ancient scripture translation..."

"Take it to Revered Master. Submit it in the name of our Taiqing Sect and see the reaction of those fellows from Baiyun Temple."

Li Xue'er said triumphantly, already eager to know what their reaction would be when they saw that the translation came from a one-year-old child. It would surely be thrilling.

A moment later.

Xiao Hanyan's residence.

Looking at the translated ancient scripture in her hand, Xiao Hanyan's face rarely showed a hint of satisfaction.

"Xue'er, you did very well. To translate it in such a short time, it seems those people from Baiyun Temple are all good-for-nothings."

Xiao Hanyan put down the paper in her hand and praised Li Xue'er, thinking it was Li Xue'er who had translated it.

Li Xue'er explained: "Revered Master, this was not translated by me, but by my younger brother, Li Yi."

Xiao Hanyan: "!"

"Oh?" Xiao Hanyan's expression shifted, a hint of surprise appearing beneath her veil: "Are you saying your one-year-old younger brother?"

"Mmm." Li Xue'er nodded.

Xiao Hanyan was puzzled and questioned it, but she knew Li Xue'er well; she wouldn't lie about such a thing, she was speaking the truth.

It truly made Xiao Hanyan feel incredible and unable to comprehend.

Her gaze fell upon the well-behaved Li Yi beside Li Xue'er. She could tell this child was a Genius, but she never expected Li Yi to have such an ability.

His Genius was somewhat beyond common sense.

Huh?

Xiao Hanyan exclaimed inwardly, suddenly attracted by the charm emanating from this little fellow. There seemed to be an invisible magic drawing Xiao Hanyan in.

It made Xiao Hanyan feel that this child was very cute, and upon growing up, he would surely be a handsome, dashing, and graceful peerless Genius. If one could become husband and wife with such a Genius, traveling the world and seeing all its scenery, how delightful that would be...

Wait, what am I thinking!?

Why did such a strange thought suddenly occur? She actually had such thoughts about a child; it was too sinful!

She was the esteemed Sect Master of the Taiqing Sect, dedicated to Cultivation, strictly forbidding romantic relationships, and ignoring everything unrelated to Cultivation.

For many years, Xiao Hanyan had maintained this mindset, never having been moved by anyone, believing she had severed all romantic attachments and reached the Realm of supreme detachment.

No, this is absolutely not falling for Li Yi, but rather because of Li Yi's talent. Li Yi's talent is too good, making me develop a love for talent, which is why I am moved. Yes, it must be so!

If such a rare talent could be taken into the Taiqing Sect, he would surely become a major pillar of the Taiqing Sect in the future.

"Revered Master?"

Li Xue'er called out, seeing Xiao Hanyan lost in thought.

Xiao Hanyan snapped out of it, looked at Li Yi, still feeling that sense of sinfulness. She composed her face, returning to normal.

"Your younger brother is truly a Prodigy. If those fellows from Baiyun Temple knew, they would probably be so angry they'd spit blood," Xiao Hanyan said.

Li Xue'er said: "Xiao Yi wants to see the complete ancient scripture. With Xiao Yi's ability, he will surely be able to translate it all, Revered Master, what do you think...?"

Xiao Hanyan understood Li Xue'er's meaning: "Has your younger brother joined a Sect?"

"No."

"Youzhu, give this translation to Baiyun Temple and say it was translated by Li Yi, a Disciple of my Taiqing Sect."

Youzhu was startled for a moment and asked: "Is Revered Master going to take Li Yi as a Disciple?"

"Li Yi has not joined a Sect. Since he is Xue'er's younger brother, submit it in the name of my Taiqing Sect first."

"Disciple understands."

Youzhu immediately went to handle it.

Xiao Hanyan glanced at Li Yi. Such talent indeed greatly moved Xiao Hanyan, making her want to take him as a Disciple and keep him by her side.

However, considering that the Taiqing Sect has always been predominantly female, and the Disciples of successive Sect Heads have always been female Disciples—an unwritten rule—Xiao Hanyan hesitated.

It was hesitation, not refusal.

Because Li Yi's talent truly moved her, making her... want to hold Li Yi in her arms and knead his chubby little face?

Huh!

Xiao Hanyan was annoyed. As she thought, how did her thoughts go astray again? This damn heart-moving feeling!

It was like a bundle of dry firewood that had been parched for hundreds of years, meeting a raging fire after seeing Li Yi. The thoughts deviating from the right path became uncontrollable in her mind.

Xiao Hanyan rubbed her dizzy head. Had her calm and collected mindset, accumulated over hundreds of years, gone to the dogs? Calm down!

She silently recited a calming mantra, making her restless heart quiet down. It must be because of the messages she read today that influenced her.

A temporary spark is easy to extinguish, but hundreds of years of dry firewood, encountering Li Yi's peerless charm, once ignited, is not so easily put out. The effect far exceeds that of ordinary women encountering Li Yi.

She could still remain calm for only one reason: Li Yi was too small. Where was he small? His age, of course. What else did you think?