231: Chapter 231 The Ultimate Pass

When he reached the Perfection of the Twelve Mysterious Apertures, he endured immense pain and the danger of his body exploding.

Relying on his earth-shattering perseverance and Aptitude, he forcibly condensed the true essence within his body a full nine times while in the Profound Gate Realm!

Without lighting his Life Fire, that person, relying solely on his bare fists and the ultimate true essence condensed nine times within his body,

could cross major Realms and forcefully pin ordinary Martial Artists of the Life Fire Realm to the ground and crush them!

And when he finally reached the Life Fire Realm, his Foundation was incomparably robust; within the same rank, he was virtually invincible, mowing down opponents like grass.

This person was the current Marquis of Zhenguo.

After him, the world finally knew that the Profound Gate Realm could have such great benefits after being condensed to its limit.

The world called this the Xuanguan Limit!

After the Marquis of Zhenguo used this Xuanguan Limit to lay an unparalleled Foundation leading to the pinnacle of the Martial Dao,

he had no intention of keeping it a secret and unreservedly shared his cultivation experience with the world.

This greatly improved the overall quality of later Martial Artists in the Great Jiang Dynasty.

Since then, the top Geniuses of Great Jiang would try every possible method to condense their true essence a few more times before breaking through to the Life Fire Realm.

However, the Marquis of Zhenguo was, after all, a peerless Prodigy seen only once in ten thousand years.

Besides him, to this day, there has never been a second person in the entire world

able to forcibly condense their true essence nine times and touch the threshold of the Xuanguan Limit.

Ouyang Wanqing slowly opened her eyes, and a faint golden light flashed in the depths of her eyes, vanishing in an instant.

She felt the vast true essence within her body, which was far more condensed and robust than before.

On her cold, picturesque face, she finally could not help but show a trace of genuine joy.

"Three condensations... This golden Literary Qi is truly Heaven-Defying."

Ouyang Wanqing thought with some surprise in her heart, then retracted her Cultivation Technique.

As she finished absorbing, the golden light filling the sky completely dissipated, and the scattered Literary Qi that had originally permeated the air was also swept away.

The scholars who had been on the ground, freeloading off the Literary Qi, also opened their eyes one after another.

Although they had only absorbed a little bit of the golden Literary Qi residue that leaked from Ouyang Wanqing's fingers,

everyone's face was glowing, and the circulation speed of their true essence was clearly more than ten percent faster; they had obviously benefited greatly.

"Phew... Today, we really benefited from Young Master Chen San's light!"

"Young Master Chen San is truly talented!"

For a moment, the scholars in the entire back garden, after regaining their senses,

with burning light in their eyes, surged toward Chen Shanzhi as if their lives depended on it.

"Third Master! I am the son of the Vice Minister of Works. I wonder if Third Master has any free time tonight? I would like to host a banquet at the Zui Xiang Lou and drink until we both pass out with Third Master!"

"Third Master, I have a rare copy from the previous dynasty in my family that has been treasured for many years. I wonder if Third Master is interested in moving elsewhere to study it together?"

"Big Boss! Please take me under your wing!"

Previously, this group of people thought Chen Shanzhi was an unlearned and vulgar person, but now they were eager to acknowledge him as their father on the spot.

After all, this was the only titan of the Literary Dao in the world who could write great works with golden Literary Qi!

Let alone those refined scholars, even the Sect Heads of various major Sects and noble families,

if they knew there was such a big boss who could produce masterpieces in the Literary Dao, they would all have to line up to serve tea and pour water.

Chen Shanzhi was surrounded by these crazy brothers, looking at those pairs of feverish eyes, and he twitched the corners of his mouth behind his white jade mask, feeling a bit of a headache.

Compared to his liveliness, the other two people seemed cold and deserted.

The First Prince, standing to the side, had a complexion beneath his agarwood mask that was so cold it was almost dripping ice shards.

His knuckles were white from gripping, and he stared fixedly at Chen Shanzhi, who was surrounded by everyone like stars around the moon.

As for the former First Scholar of the Capital, Zhang Yun, he was now like a tattered rag forgotten in a corner.

He stood not far away with an awkward expression, his folding fan deformed from his grip.

It was not appropriate to go up and strike up a conversation, nor was it appropriate to just leave.

Just when Chen Shanzhi was getting a bit impatient from the noise of the fanatical scholars,

"Everyone."

Ouyang Wanqing's cold and ethereal voice rang out in the stone pavilion again.

She took small, delicate steps, her water-blue wide-sleeved dress swaying gently in the wind as she walked to Chen Shanzhi's side.

Ouyang Wanqing swept a glance over the crowd with a calm expression, her voice conveying an unquestionable intention to see them off:

"Today's Poetry Gathering ends here. It is getting late; everyone should leave the mansion."

Seeing the Prime Minister's Mansion's Young Miss personally sending them off, although they were extremely reluctant to leave Chen Shanzhi's side, they did not dare to act presumptuously in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"However..."

Ouyang Wanqing's beautiful eyes turned slightly, glancing secretly at the white jade mask, and a faint, subtle smile curled the corners of her mouth:

"At the next Poetry Gathering, I will certainly invite Young Master Chen San to attend again; it will not be too late for everyone to gather then."

Hearing this, the scholars finally showed satisfied expressions, bowed reluctantly to Chen Shanzhi to say goodbye, and began to retreat out of the Prime Minister's Mansion gate one after another.

"As for Young Master Chen San..."

Ouyang Wanqing paused, her long, autumn-water eyes quietly looking at Chen Shanzhi:

"Since you have won the title of Poetry Champion today, according to the custom of the Prime Minister's Mansion's Poetry Gathering, please follow me into the inner cabinet to discuss the deep meaning of today's 'ode to the wild goose'."

"Hiss—"

Hearing the words "enter the inner cabinet to discuss alone," many scholars, before leaving, had eyes filled with envy and jealousy that almost made them shred their sleeves.

The First Prince's hands hidden under his sleeves trembled violently, and his teeth were about to shatter.

He snorted coldly, not saying another word, fearing that if he opened his mouth, he would accidentally reveal his royal identity on the spot.

He just glared fiercely at Chen Shanzhi, turned around, and left angrily, disappearing into the crowd of scholars without looking back.

A moment later, the Prime Minister's Mansion's back garden finally regained its tranquility.

And when the scholars walked out of the Prime Minister's Mansion gate,

the golden ocean in the sky outside had long since dissipated, and Commander Fu Qingyun of the Arrest Division and the various Martial Dao big shots had naturally long since left.

However, the various noble families had long left countless servants and spies outside the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, squatting tightly at the entrance.

Seeing these scholars come out, those servants hurriedly surrounded them.

They were anxious to inquire about the golden miracle that had caused such a great commotion in the Prime Minister's Mansion just now.

It didn't matter if they didn't ask, but once they did, everything that had happened in the back garden just now

was spilled by the scholars, who had been bursting with the desire to show off, at an eerie speed!

"What? A great work with golden Literary Qi?"

"The author of 'little pond' is actually named Chen San?"

"That 'ode to the wild goose' is actually a love letter written by Chen San to the Young Miss of the Prime Minister's Mansion?"

"Young Miss Ouyang achieved golden resonance with that love poem within a few minutes?"