Su Clan’s Sixteen’s small feet gently stepped on the ground as she jumped toward the pond of light.

In the next moment, she fell inside the pond.

She was the last person that tried to jump into the pond… at this time, none of the fellow daoists of the Nine Provinces Number One Group present on site believed that she would successfully enter that space on the other side. After all, all the fellow daoists that had tried before her had failed, without exception.

But right at this time, the hidden entrance to that other dimension at the bottom of the pond of light… suddenly opened.

“Eh?” Northern River’s Loose Cultivator opened his eyes wide in shock.

Su Clan’s Sixteen had actually succeeded?

At this moment, her small feet had already sunk into the space on the other side.

Young Master Phoenix Slayer, Fairy Lychee, and Su Clan’s Seven all stood up, and said in unison, “Sixteen succeeded?”

“It was just as I expected,” Su Clan’s Sixteen muttered to herself.

While they were in the White Cloud City, Song Shuhang had told Su Clan’s Sixteen about everything that had happened when he was dragged into that infinite make-up test dimension.

Except for the content related to Senior White Two, which was inevitably censored, Song Shuhang had told her about everything he had experienced in there… and within this content was included the fact that he had failed the test again and again due to the ‘cool’ writing style of a certain scholarly disciple.

The calligraphy of that scholarly disciple was beautiful and unique, and he had turned certain ‘horizontal’ strokes into tildes while writing them down on paper. That wasn’t all, because strange vertical wavy lines and slanting wavy lines were also present in his text… in short, there were wavy lines everywhere!

For those that didn’t recognize the ancient characters, those wavy lines were simply a nightmare. Just what type of calligraphy had that scholarly disciple studied? Some kind of ‘twisting’ calligraphy?

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Back then, Song Shuhang didn’t tell her the name of the scholarly disciple that made him go through all that trouble…

But after seeing all the wavy lines in the ❮Self-Cultivating Prose Poetry of the Sage❯ and the ❮Disposition-Tempering Prose Poetry of the Sage❯ that the ‘Saber Wielding Scholar’ had written down from memory, Su Clan’s Sixteen realized that there was something wrong.

Then, just as the seniors of the Nine Provinces Number One Group failed one after another to enter the space on the other side of the Still Pond of Wisdom, Sixten was even more sure that her guess was correct.

Thereupon, she started analyzing the content of the ❮Self-Cultivating Prose Poetry of the Sage❯ and the ❮Disposition-Tempering Prose Poetry of the Sage❯, turning all those strange wavy lines into straight ones.

After that, she firmly recorded in her mind the revised versions of the ❮Self-Cultivating Prose Poetry of the Sage❯ and the ❮Disposition-Tempering Prose Poetry of the Sage❯.

Finally, as all the seniors of the Nine Provinces Number One Group were done trying, Su Clan’s Sixteen stepped forward and tried to enter the space on the other side of the Still Pond of Wisdom… and her guess turned out to be correct. As such, she was able to enter the space on the other side without problems.

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“Sixteen, what’s the secret to enter that space?” the petite, feminine-looking version of True Monarch White Crane asked anxiously. Venerable White had already entered the space on the other side of the pond of light while it was blocked outside, still unable to enter!

True Monarch White Crane had gotten very anxious.

Su Clan’s Sixteen stretched out her hand, and pointed at the ‘Saber Wielding Scholar’ Su Wenqu. “To make a long story short… you should ask our scholar friend not to show off his cool calligraphy, and have him write down the ❮Self-Cultivating Prose Poetry of the Sage❯ and the ❮Disposition-Tempering Prose Poetry of the Sage❯ with standard characters, without turning those horizontal and vertical strokes into wavy lines.”

“That’s everything there was to say. Good luck, seniors.” After she had said this much, Su Clan’s Sixteen waved her hand at all those present there.

Her figure was rather petite. Therefore, she quickly sank into the dimension on the other side of the pond of light. She quickly said her piece, and disappeared in the pond.

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As soon as Su Clan’s Sixteen had finished speaking, the ‘Saber Wielding Scholar’ Su Wenqu subconsciously tightened the grip around the brush in his hand… he felt killing intent!

It was a fearsome killing intent, and it was coming from all directions!

He discovered that the various seniors in the surroundings were looking at him with sharp and scary eyes.

The sharp eyes of the seniors reminded Saber Wielding Scholar of that sharp steel saber he used to slash people not too long.

“Little scholarly brother.” Fairy Lychee narrowed her eyes and arrived in front of the Saber Wielding Scholar.

Fairy Lychee was as beautiful as always, and her sweet laughter could make one’s bones go soft.

But as soon as he heard her laughter, the Saber Wielding Scholar felt a shiver run down his spine, which made him broke out in a cold sweat.

“Can I trouble you to use standard characters to write down the ❮Self-Cultivating Prose Poetry of the Sage❯ and the ❮Disposition-Tempering Prose Poetry of the Sage❯?” Fairy Lychee’s face was dark.

All of them had surrounded the pond of light and started to jump up and down like monkeys… and now, it turned out that the reason they couldn’t enter was the ‘cool’ calligraphy this guy had used to write down the text?

The calligraphy might be cool… but it had really given them a headache!

Unwittingly, Young Master Phoenix Slayer had also arrived next to Su Wenqu. He gently pushed his glasses up, and said indifferently, “Standard characters and no twist and turns… I believe our little scholarly brother should be able to do this much, right?”

Mom, these seniors are really scary! The Saber Wielding Scholar felt a huge pressure at this time.

“Little friend, don’t worry. You don’t have to fear them.” Right at this time, Su Clan’s Seven stepped forward, and gently patted the shoulder of the ‘Saber Wielding Scholar’. After all, he was the one that had brought him here.

“Senior Seven!” The Saber Wielding Scholar was moved.

“After you are done writing the ❮Self-Cultivating Prose Poetry of the Sage❯ and the ❮Disposition-Tempering Prose Poetry of the Sage❯ with standard characters, I will make sure to go a little easy on you during the fight on the arena we willhave later,” Su Clan’s Seven said with a smile.

The Saber Wielding Scholar immediately felt his legs becoming soft.

Is Senior Seven implying that we will continue comparing notes on the arena after this whole matter with ‘pond of light’ is over, and he still won’t show any mercy…?

The Saber Wielding Scholar had stepped on the arena and issued a challenge because he wanted to ask Su Clan’s Seven for advice and learn more in regards to saber techniques.

He was much weaker than Su Clan’s Seven, and if the latter didn’t go easy on him, he would be done for!

Given the predicament he was in, the Saber Wielding Scholar took the brush in hand and started once again to write down the ❮Self-Cultivating Prose Poetry of the Sage❯ and the ❮Disposition-Tempering Prose Poetry of the Sage❯, this time under great pressure.

“Remember to use standard characters,” Northern River’s Loose Cultivator reminded. “Using your special calligraphy must have become a habit by now. As such, you will have to continuously pay attention while writing.”

“I know, Senior. I will keep it in mind.” The Saber Wielding Scholar forced a smile.

Never did he think that he would have such a hard time while writing the ❮Self-Cultivating Prose Poetry of the Sage❯ and the ❮Disposition-Tempering Prose Poetry of the Sage❯ one day. He had to mobilize all the strength in his body in order to write down the strokes and the lines of each character.

However… his understanding of the ❮Self-Cultivating Prose Poetry of the Sage❯ and the ❮Disposition-Tempering Prose Poetry of the Sage❯ had unexpectedly improved while writing under so much pressure.

Several years had passed since the last time he had written down these two texts so earnestly.

Fortune and misfortune truly went hand in hand.

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Around ten minutes later.

The seniors of the Nine Provinces Number One Group tried once again to challenge the pond of light.

This time, the seniors used all kinds of different postures, and managed to successfully get into the space on the other side of the pond of light.

After seeing the seniors coming in one after another, Su Clan’s Sixteen, Song Shuhang, and Venerable White faintly smiled.

“From the looks of it, everyone managed to get in.” The corner of Song Shuhang’s mouth rose as he was taking delight in other people’s misfortune. It wasn’t fun when you were to only one getting the short end of the stick; it was better if everyone was in the same situation!

The last time, he was the only one that suffered due to the wavy lines of the Saber Wielding Scholar, but now, the seniors of the Nine Provinces Number One Group also got a taste of it! Song Shuhang felt that everything was balanced now.

No, no. That was improper. Taking delight in other people’s misfortune isn’t a good thing, I must contain myself!

Song Shuhang forcefully calmed himself down.

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After the various fellow daoists of the Nine Provinces Number One Group and the Saber Wielding Scholar entered the space on the other side of the pond of light, the ‘Still Pond of Wisdom’ narrated once more the tale of the amazing life of the Scholarly Sage, which shocked and stupefied the various fellow daoists of the group.

The cool image of the Scholarly Sage was smashed to pieces during his short autobiography.

Although it was already the second time that Song Shuhang and the others were hearing the story, they still couldn’t get used to it.

After the tale of the life of the Sage concluded, the ‘Still Pond of Wisdom’ was generous enough to give all the people there a chance to learn a secret technique, as well as an opportunity to listen attentively to the speech of the Sage.

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After the various fellow daoists finished learning the secret techniques they had chosen, the Still Pond of Wisdom gave everyone the opportunity to listen to the speech of the Sage.

Of course, this speech was something similar to a rebroadcast, and its effects were going to be far inferior to the real speech of the Sage.

Still, its effects were still very good and nothing to scoff at.

The Saber Wielding Scholar and True Monarch Eternal Fire, in particular, received a lot of benefits after listening to the speech of the Sage.

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After listening to the speech, the fellow daoists of the Nine Provinces Number One Group were very satisfied, and prepared to leave the place.

“Let’s go. We still have to handle the matter related to the Mountain of Myriad Books, putting it back in its original position, and we also have to finish the shooting of the next scenes of the movie.” Venerable White put away the table and the tea set, and said. “In a while, I will also prepare the various ‘disposable flying swords’ we need.”

Thereupon, the seniors left one after another that special space.

Song Shuhang stretched himself and said, “Let’s go.”

But right at this time, the Still Pond of Wisdom suddenly said, “Little friend Song Shuhang, wait a moment. Can you stay here for a little longer?”

True Monarch Eternal Fire, Venerable White, True Monarch Fallout, and the others curiously turned their heads around as they looked at the Still Pond of Wisdom and Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang was first at a loss, but then thought of something, and said, “Sure. I will stay behind for a little more.”

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Everyone left the place, and only Song Shuhang and the Still Pond of Wisdom were left.

Song Shuhang stretched his hand into his pocket and took out the fragment of the magical treasure that the lustrous scholar passed on to him during his last moments.

As expected… the Still Pond of Wisdom must have sensed the presence of this fragment and asked me to stay behind for a little while for this reason. After all, it’s the fragment of the life-bound magical treasure of one of the thirteen Tribulation Transcenders disciples of the Sage.

“Did you ask me to stay behind due to this thing I have with me?” Song Shuhang turned his body around and took out the fragment of the magical treasure.

At the same time, the Still Pond of Wisdom opened his mouth, and said, “Can you take out that Fellow Daoist hiding in your clothes? I agreed to give all the fellow daoists here an opportunity to learn a secret technique. Therefore, I have to give her her share as well.”

In the next moment…

“…” Song Shuhang.

“…” The Still Pond of Wisdom.