"This is..."
"Heart of Literature!"
Upon seeing the white stream of light, this thought appeared out of nowhere in Yu Qian's mind. His expression shifted slightly. Could this be his own legacy?
As for why he thought this way, Yu Qian himself didn't understand.
Was it intuition?
Or that familiar sense of summoning?
Whoosh!
At that moment, the white stream of light flew into the Great Thousand World of Heishui Heaven, entering Yu Qian's brow and beginning to impart the 'Proud Heart of Literature' legacy.
A dizzying sensation followed.
Yu Qian arrived at a mysterious world and, from a god's perspective, witnessed the growth of a scholar.
He, a talented young man, splashed ink to write the story of youth, taking literature as a path to enlightenment.
He, with the world in mind, could not stand to see injustice, his proud backbone naturally formed.
He, adhered to his true self, not tolerating the grain of sand in his eye, refusing to collude with wicked ministers and villains.
