I am a winner with Chinese poetry

"You performed exceptionally well. Thanks to the timely information you two provided, we were able to avoid a potentially heavy loss of life. I have recommended you two for participation in the Shushan Holy Land secret realm in a month. Keep up the good work, little ones!"

Zhou Bansheng looked like a friendly old man next door, without the aloofness and remoteness that Gu Yunzhou imagined a Bansheng to be. Instead, he exuded an indescribable sense of the commonplace, a kind of familiarity that made him feel close to others.

However, when Zhou Bansheng mentioned the legendary Book Mountain Holy Land, his temperament changed subtly in an instant. An indescribable majesty and momentum emanated from him, making Gu Yunzhou feel a palpitation involuntarily.

So powerful! Just a hint of the other party's aura, inadvertently revealed, had already made him feel like a thorn in his side, making him feel uneasy. Is this the strength of a semi-saint? It is truly vast and awe-inspiring!

Saint Zhou paused, looked at them kindly, and continued, "The Book Mountain Holy Land is the heritage of our human race. It contains endless wisdom and opportunities. I only hope that you can gain something from it and contribute to the prosperity of the human race in the future."

"The Holy Sea of ​​Books! Saint Zhou, do we... do we really have a chance to set foot in that holy land?" Jiang Liunian's voice trembled slightly with excitement, which brought Gu Yunzhou's mind back. Only then did he react to what the semi-saint had just said.

His head buzzed, and he felt like he'd been struck by a bolt of ecstasy. The words "a place in the Book Mountain Holy Land" echoed in his mind like a resounding bell, shaking his thoughts to a state of confusion. It turned out to be the Book Mountain Holy Land. This reward was simply too outrageous!

You know, there are only 500 places in the Book Mountain Holy Land every year. It sounds like a lot, but it requires competition from all the young talents of the human race. He originally planned to find a way to enter the Book Mountain Holy Land before he reached the fifth level, but he didn't expect to achieve it today!

"If nothing unexpected happens, you can set off at the beginning of next month!" Saint Zhou smiled slightly, not at all like a peerless strong man who could shake the Seven Passes with just a stomp of his feet.

"But Master Zhou, my cultivation is only that of an eighth-rank scholar. Will it have any impact?" Gu Yunzhou's heartbeat quickened, his throat dry, and he asked uncertainly.

Zhou Bansheng's eyes fell on Gu Yunzhou, and a hint of praise appeared on his lips. "You are Gu Yunzhou? You are indeed extraordinary. Looking back on the history of our human race, we haven't seen such a peerless genius who can question the heavens and earth and draw the spirit of literature into his body in a hundred years. Although the threshold of the Book Mountain Holy Land is set at 7th Rank, judging by your cultivation, you have already reached the peak of 8th Rank, just one step away. After returning, if you can practice diligently, you will definitely cross that threshold and enter the 7th Rank before you set off!"

Zhou Bansheng narrowed his eyes slightly, sizing up Gu Yunzhou before beginning to explain. A huge weight lifted off Gu Yunzhou's heart, and his initial trepidation turned into resolve.

Gu Yunzhou was overwhelmed with emotion. He bowed deeply to Saint Zhou, his gratitude overflowing with words. "Thank you for your careful guidance, Saint Zhou. I will definitely keep it in mind. I will study diligently after returning home and vow not to let you down!"

Gu Yunzhou was very excited. This meant that he could really enter the Holy Land of Book Mountain. That was the highest holy land for Confucian scholars of the human race. It was said to be the final resting place of the saints of the human race. There were all kinds of adventures in it.

"Good boy, you did a great job. I've worked so hard for you. Are you satisfied with the reward this time? How about you write a poem about fine wine?" Just when Gu Yunzhou and Jiang Liunian were extremely excited, Xiaoyaozi, who had been sitting below and drinking silently, suddenly spoke.

Gu Yunzhou looked in shock at Xiaoyaozi, who looked unremarkable and extremely sloppy. What did this guy say? It was actually him who facilitated this trip to the Holy Land of Book Mountain. Who was this person and how could he have such great power to influence the selection of places in the Holy Land of Book Mountain?

"So it seems that what Xiaoyaozi said is correct. Although your contribution this time is very good, getting this position requires more than just merit. Xiaoyaozi's family has contributed a lot this time!" What was beyond the expectations of Gu Yunzhou and the others was that Zhou Bansheng, who was sitting at the top, actually acknowledged what Xiaoyaozi said.

"Thank you very much, Senior Xiaoyaozi, for your kindness. I am very grateful!" The two of them bowed to Xiaoyaozi as a junior in confusion.

Xiaoyaozi waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "Alright, alright, don't go through all this empty formalities. I just like you two little guys and think you have some potential, so I'm giving you a hand. Shushan Holy Land is a good place, you have to make a good time when you get in, don't embarrass me." After that, he picked up the wine glass and took a big sip of wine. The wine flowed down the corners of his mouth and wet his somewhat messy beard.

Although Gu Yunzhou still had doubts in his heart, he knew that now was not the time to ask questions. He responded respectfully, "Rest assured, Senior. I will do my best to explore knowledge and hone myself in the Book Mountain Holy Land. I just wonder why you value us two so much?"

Xiaoyaozi chuckled, "Why? Everything in this world is all about fate. I, Xiaoyaozi, act according to my own preferences. You have a sense of cleverness and a dedication to Confucianism, which I like. Moreover, the future of the human race needs fresh blood like you to venture forth and explore."

Zhou Bansheng nodded gently. "Although Xiaoyaozi may seem unruly, he actually has great righteousness at heart. His actions are also for the long-term benefit of the human race. Don't let him down."

Jiang Liunian clasped his fists and said, "Please rest assured, Saint Zhou and Senior Xiaoyaozi, the two of us will work hand in hand and make progress together, and we will live up to your trust. If I achieve success in my studies one day, I will definitely repay your kindness and contribute to the prosperity of the human race."

"Okay, stop thanking me. I hate being constrained the most. If you really want to thank me, just write me a poem that will make people happy!" Xiaoyaozi still looked unrestrained and uninhibited. Although there was a strong man like Zhou Bansheng in the hall, he did not behave properly at all. He still leaned lazily on the chair, taking a sip from the wine gourd in his hand from time to time. Judging from his appearance alone, it is really hard to associate him with the image of a hermit.

"Yunzhou, writing poetry is not my strong point. It seems that Senior Xiaoyaozi came here for you today. I am also looking forward to your masterpiece!" Jiang Liunian was faintly excited. Today he got a big piece of pie because of Gu Yunzhou. Even no one from their Jiang family had ever entered the Book Mountain Holy Land. This was an unparalleled honor and opportunity.