A young Confucian Cultivator immediately unfolded the plain paper, while another slowly ground ink, and yet another just took out a Jade Pen, causing a pale white light to rise gently from the paper, like moonlight falling on fresh snow.
Within the Confucian Cultivator Group, Chu Xuangu stepped forward expressionlessly: "Young fellow Ning Zhuo, today let me write a poem for you."
He lifted his pen and wrote— as the pen stroke fell, a phenomenon was born, and the ink on the paper turned into a breeze of clear righteousness, gently floating towards Ning Zhuo.
The crowd stirred slightly.
The expressions of the cultivators from Flowing Cloud Peak grew even graver. The Confucian Cultivators writing a poem to lend support further boosted Ning Zhuo's reputation on the Righteous Path.
On the other side, Zhu Fenxiang and Zhu Guizhi also appeared.
