I am a winner with Chinese poetry

You know, such an achievement is truly unprecedented! For years, no one has ever been able to achieve such an astonishing feat. Back then, only that highly respected literary sage had ever accomplished such a feat. Even if Gu Yunzhou only reached the seventh level, his fame would surely spread far and wide, shocking the entire world.

At that moment, the outside world was already in an uproar, with an uproar rising one after another. The reason for this uproar was simple: on the huge stone tablet that towered into the sky, only a solitary name remained: Gu Yunzhou! Even more striking was that behind this guy's name, the words "Has passed the Seventh Heaven" were clearly marked.

How could this be some dark horse? It was clearly a black dragon that had suddenly appeared out of nowhere! With an unstoppable force, it slapped the faces of all the children of the aristocratic families.

You know, in this trial, besides Gu Yunzhou, the most outstanding performer was the Lu family member. This person had passed the sixth level, which, in previous years, would have been considered exceptional and quite impressive.

However, as the saying goes, comparison is the thief of joy. When Gu Yunzhou, such a dazzling gem, appeared in front of them, the originally dazzling results instantly became much more dim.

Countless people were frantically trying to figure out who this person named Gu Yunzhou was. They searched everywhere, asked questions everywhere, and the news spread like wildfire.

Before long, detailed information about Gu Yunzhou began to spread like wildfire, landing on the desks of the major families. Even the elders of the almighty Shushan Holy Land had heard the familiar name again. After all, the last time the name "Gu Yunzhou" caught everyone's attention was when the "Song of Righteousness" was first published.

At this time, in the Elders' Hall, an elder with a white beard and an immortal look was gazing at the mysterious world of the Book Mountain Holy Land shrouded in clouds and mist in the distance, and he couldn't help muttering to himself: "It's true that the new generation is formidable! Beichen Kingdom has had bad luck in recent years and is about to fall from the list of the Ten Kingdoms, but at such a critical moment, such a brilliant figure has emerged! It's really a blessing from heaven!" As he spoke, he gently stroked his long beard, his eyes full of emotion.

At this moment, another elder, the Fourth Elder, also smiled and said, "In my opinion, our Academy in the Holy Land of Book Mountain can recruit another outstanding student this time! I just checked the relevant records and found the test of Gu Yunzhou's inner demon when he was breaking through the seventh level. Hey, guess what? This little guy was not tempted by the inner demon at all. Not only that, he ran faster than a rabbit! This shows that this boy's character is really very good and it is worth cultivating him well!" After speaking, the smile on the Fourth Elder's face became more and more brilliant, and it was obvious that he was full of appreciation and expectations for Gu Yunzhou.

"I remember that it seems to be your turn to be on duty at the academy this year. Do you want to take Gu Yunzhou as your disciple?" The short and thin old man, the Fifth Elder, looked at the Fourth Elder in surprise, with a hint of confusion and surprise in his eyes.

Although they seemed to be at odds with each other on a daily basis, often arguing over trivial matters, they were actually quite close in private, understanding each other's personalities and perspectives quite well. Therefore, upon seeing the Fourth Elder's behavior, the Fifth Elder couldn't help but wonder, could it be that the always discerning Fourth Elder was actually considering accepting a disciple?

Facing the Fifth Elder's inquiry, the Fourth Elder smiled slightly, neither admitting it directly nor denying it outright: "Haha, as long as this kid suits my taste, what's wrong with that? But, it's too early to say this now. Everything will have to wait until Gu Yunzhou completes this trial. After all, it's not that easy to become my disciple." Although the Fourth Elder's words seemed ambiguous, the expectation contained in them was already revealed.

Meanwhile, Gu Yunzhou, undergoing the trial, was unaware that he had already attracted the attention of the two elders. He faced a daunting challenge—the eighth level of the trial had quietly arrived. Compared to the previous levels, this one was exceptionally simple and clear. Just as he stepped out of the narrow confines of the small bridge, a piece of pure white paper, like a fluttering butterfly, floated gracefully into his hands.

Gu Yunzhou carefully took the paper and took a closer look. He saw a single line of large characters written in a strong and powerful handwriting: "Find the Mixu Grass to pass this level."

However, for Gu Yunzhou, this task is not easy. The Mixu Grass is a top-grade cultural treasure that is well-known to all the writers in the Tianxing Continent. The reason why this grass is famous and well-known is not only because of its rarity and difficulty in finding it, but more importantly, it has amazing effects.

Legend has it that the once-mighty Wensheng (literary sage) was fortunate enough to acquire a plant of the Mixu Herb. After consuming it, he miraculously gained a transcendental literary skill—the ability to leap across space! With this divine skill, the Wensheng could completely disregard the limitations of distance and instantly shift from the southern end to the northern end at will.

In the numerous historical records that have survived the vicissitudes of time, it's easy to find that the Wensheng skillfully employed this incredible literary skill numerous times, repeatedly catching the demonic barbarians off guard and leaving them in dire straits. It's important to note that when the Wensheng first acquired the Mixu Grass, he hadn't yet reached the level of a Wensheng, being merely a Void Sage. Even so, the Mixu Grass in his hands, and the celestial-defying skill it spawned, still evoked deep fear and utter panic among countless demonic barbarians.

The unthinkable happened. Who could have imagined it? One moment, the man was clearly still in the southern region, and the next, he appeared like a ghost in the heart of the Yaoman tribe! Even more astonishing, he came and went like the wind, escaping the scene immediately after the fight, making it impossible to capture him. For a time, the entire Yaoman tribe was in a state of extreme panic, especially the top leaders, who lived in constant fear, terrified that if they were not careful, they would be ambushed by this mysterious and elusive literary master.

Because of this, during that period, the human race ushered in a period of relative peace and few wars. And it was precisely because of these legendary deeds of the Sage of Literature that the previously unknown herb, Mixu Grass, became famous among the human race.