Chapter 0189: Eighty thousand words in the world, all of which I am proud to use-What, the maidens in my dreams are all real

[Sage Feng said in a deep voice: A bunch of nonsense, what do you mean by transforming? You say yes or no?]

[Ye Yu puts away the smirk on his face.]

[Right hand slightly harder.]

[Making Peng Lu kneel hard in front of him.]

[When I first passed out, it was hard to know whether I would live or die.]

[Ye Yu said in a cold voice: That’s right, I say yes is yes, if any of you have a different opinion, you can come out and reason with me!

[Hearing these words, Feng Xianshi couldn’t hold back any longer.]

[Immediately dodging forward.

[Pulling the bamboo slip out of his sleeve, he violently rips it open.]

[The countless tiny words on it quickly grew larger, converging into a black mountain of 10,000 feet of books, smashing toward Ye Yu with the momentum of a thousand pounds.]

[Ye Qingyu and He Jieying’s faces were shocked.]

[They really didn’t think about it.

[Sage Feng would be so disregarding of his status and strike at Ye Yu.]

[And also using the spiritual weapon Shushan Bamboo Slip.]

[This is a clear attempt to put Ye Yu to death!]

[Just when everyone present thought that Ye Yu was dead.]

[A dazzling golden light rises to the sky.]

[Directly shattering all ten thousand feet of the Book Mountain in an instant.]

[These words are again returned to normal size.]

[Instead of continuing the attack, they surrounded this golden light, rejoicing!

[At this moment, it was as if all the people present at the Jixi Academy could not believe their eyes.]

[Sage Feng even turned pale and couldn’t help but step backward.]

[Muttering, “No way, this is absolutely impossible!”]

[With everyone watching.]

[Only the beam of golden light was seen erupting from within Ye Yu’s body.]

[That’s a golden literary gall that’s glowing!

[In the historical records of the Jikei Academy.]

[It had been clearly written that those who are upright, defiant, and have an aura of literacy can cultivate literary courage!

[It can be said that a literary gall is the highest praise for a reader.]

[But look at the ten thousand years of Jikei’s legacy.]

[There have also been only two people who have cultivated the literary gall.]

[One is a first-generation Confucian saint, and another is a second-generation Confucian saint.]

[The two of them are the founding fathers of the Jikei Academy.]

[Both virtue and literary skill are among the top of the world.]

[It is heaven’s will that they should be able to cultivate their literary bile.]

What are you, Ye Yu?

What makes you think you have the guts?

[It’s not just others who feel disbelief.

[Even Ye Qingyu and He Jieying both don’t believe it.]

[In their minds, Ye Yu is still that little fool who can’t even make an article.]

[How can he have the guts to write?]

[It doesn’t make sense.

[This matter will spread and absolutely shame the world’s readers to death!

[Ye Yu, who is in the middle of the field, slightly raises his hand.]

[All the words gathered around it converge around its circumference.]

[80,000 words in the world, all of which I’m proud to use!]

[Ye Yu is like a Confucian saint in the world.]

[He was in the air in the sky, his eyes coldly looking at Feng Xianshi: Without recognizing loyalty and treachery, without distinguishing between right and wrong, what qualifications do you have to serve as the Lord of Jixia Academy]?

[Death to the unethical!

[Ye Yu raises his hand and points.]

[Peripheral text is instantly mobilized.]

[One by one, they are transformed into the world’s most ferocious sword energy.]

[Instantly decapitating Feng Xianshi on the spot.]

[The Lord of the Holy Land fell like this.]

[It’s not that he’s defenseless.

[Rather, he has long been shocked by the scene before him.]

[Struggling to find the literary guts of a lifetime.]

[Nowadays, it grows on a kid.]

[How ironic is this?

[Everyone present couldn’t help but feel a chill all over their bodies.]

[Even Sage Feng was killed by Ye Yu, ask yourself, who can be his opponent?]

[For a while, hundreds of cultivators had already developed a desire to retreat.]

[Looking at the figure in the sky, he couldn’t help but step backward.]

[Ye Yu is unforgiving!]

[Mental note.]

[Countless fallen leaves come out of the oil and hover above everyone’s head.]

[Immediately afterward, the icy voice rang out again.]

[If any of you still don’t believe me, you can come forward, and I will still tell you my reasoning properly!