The Emperor gave too much, and the system, dissatisfied, has turned evil.

Chapter 48 A Casual Doodle Creates a Sacred Land of Confucianism and Taoism!

"It takes twelve hours to get an egg?"

Watching Ren Huchong carry the eggs away, Li Congxin couldn't help but feel a little expectant: "Looks like it's a high-level technical job. Hmm, if he performs well, he'll be rewarded!"

"Ha~"

He then stretched and said, "I've been lying down all day, I need to relax my muscles."

"Young Master, do you want to practice your skills?"

"Cousin, do you want to practice your martial arts?"

Chu Feige and Yi Susu asked almost simultaneously, their expressions brightening and their faces showing excitement.

Because every time he displays his skills, it shocks and surprises people. His terrifying strength even makes people look at him as a god, and they are amazed by his divine power.

The more he acts this way, the more curious people become about just how powerful he really is, and the more they want to see him endlessly showing off.

To put it bluntly, it's all because of worship.

When you become infatuated with a man, you enjoy watching him show off in all sorts of ways.

"Practicing martial arts?"

Li Congxin lazily stood up from the bamboo chair.

"Is that what you call relaxing your muscles and bones?"

"That's called strenuous exercise!"

With a relaxed expression, he slowly stepped forward: "Come on, let's go for a walk."

[Ding! Step counting has started.]

Total steps taken: 17127.

Issu: "..." Chu Feige: "..."

The two stunningly beautiful girls felt a slight sense of disappointment, but immediately followed, one on each side of Li Congxin, and slowly walked towards the outside of the pavilion.

Not long after, at the summit of Yiran Peak, three figures stood leisurely in the breeze.

Upon arriving at the summit for the first time after the journey, Li Congxin had a wide-open view, overlooking the entire Taiqian Holy Land and the million mountains further away.

In an instant, he felt a sense of boundless pride and exhilaration.

Looking back on what he had seen along the way, the scenery on Yiran Peak was beautiful, but there was just one thing...

Large rocks and cliffs are everywhere, bare of grass and flowers, standing out somewhat out of place against the backdrop of green mountains and clear waters.

Looking back at a large rock on the summit, Li Congxin squinted. He was here to enjoy life, and since this was his residence, it naturally had to be a place where both body and mind could be at ease. Hmm, a little embellishment to make the environment more perfect would improve his mood.

As soon as he had that thought...

[Ding, the system is upgrading...]

【update successed! 】

[Notification: You have obtained the title 'God of Literature'.]

[Hint: You have obtained the title 'Word God'.]

boom!

In an instant, a vast amount of knowledge flooded into Li Congxin's mind like a torrent, containing all the books, poems, lyrics, songs, and prose from ancient and modern times...

His mind instantly became a vast repository of knowledge, encompassing both ancient and modern times.

"That's a bit too much."

An intriguing expression appeared on Li Congxin's face. This academically challenged student had, in a single moment, become a monster capable of crushing all students from Tsinghua and Peking Universities—how could those who had painstakingly endured nine years of compulsory education possibly bear this?

It can only be said that the system is too powerful.

Immediately, a thought arose in his mind.

Buzz~!

A wave of force emanating from him caused Yisusu and Chu Feige to drift backward.

Both women were startled.

He was immediately invigorated.

So, how could someone as outstanding as him not be secretly working hard, no matter how relaxed he appears on the surface? He claimed to be taking a walk, but when he arrived at this deserted mountaintop, he was actually there to practice his skills.

At this moment, the positions where Isusu and Chu Feige had been standing have been replaced by two powerful Saint-grade weapons.

The Weeping Heaven Sword! The Thunderous Heaven-Questioning Spear!

Two weapons appeared in the void to Li Congxin's left and right.

Within his absolute domain, he appeared to outsiders as possessing unimaginable supernatural powers. At this moment, a faint divine light shone in his eyes…

boom--!

boom--!

Standing calmly with his hands behind his back, he made no move. Under his divine sense, the Weeping Heaven Sword and the Asking Heaven Spear transformed into two streaks of light and flew towards the large rock not far away.

The flying swords and spears did not break through.

Instead, the sword was like a silver hook and an iron pen, vigorous and powerful; the spear was like a nimble snake and a dragon, moving through the clouds and startling the dragon! They began to dance and run on that big rock, carving with both flowing grace and unrestrained boldness.

On the stone, one by one, large characters containing infinite truths and meanings gradually appeared: "How majestic is Mount Tai? Its green peaks stretch endlessly across Qi and Lu."

"Nature bestows its most wondrous beauty, dividing day and night with yin and yang."

"My heart swells with the rising clouds, my eyes follow the returning birds."

"You will be at the top of the mountain, and you will be able to see all the mountains and small mountains at a glance!"

In a short while, a poem perfectly capturing the essence of the mountaintop was carved out.

This scene left Yisusu and Chu Feige speechless with admiration, their beautiful eyes wide with wonder.

I thought he was going to practice his kung fu, but it turned out he was just doing renovations.

The two women gazed at the words on the large rock: "I will climb to the summit and survey all the mountains below!" They silently recited them, their emotions rising and falling, their eyes sweeping across the vast expanse of land, the millions of mountains, and the boundless white clouds...

A majestic and awe-inspiring atmosphere emerges in their hearts.

When they looked at Li Congxin again, the admiration they had been hiding in their hearts immediately surfaced uncontrollably on their pretty faces.

Because, in this context and mood, they began to experience a kind of ambition and spirit of not being afraid of difficulties, daring to climb to the top, and looking down on everything, as well as a lofty ambition of being outstanding and independent and helping the world.

Chu Feige thought to himself, "So, this is what the real young master's heart is like..."

Isusu thought to herself, "So, this is what my cousin is like..."

Taiqian Holy Son!

The Son of Heaven!

This is truly the son of a world overlord!

The reason the two of them had this idea was because Li Congxin is now a 'god of words', and every word he writes contains infinite truths and meanings.

It can express the poem's meaning perfectly.

If any Confucian or Taoist practitioner were to pass by and see the words he is writing now, a single glance would be enough to awaken them and instantly elevate their cultivation level. A moment's contemplation would lead to enlightenment, and they could break through to a higher realm!

"Go, go back."

Under the admiring gazes of the two women, Li Congxin walked leisurely back the way he came, his hands behind his back.

along the way...

The sword was never sheathed, the spear was never dulled; they flew around him like a shadow.

It has a distinctly ethereal quality.

As soon as Li Congxin saw bare rocks and cliffs, the Weeping Heaven Sword and the Questioning Heaven Spear immediately flew out with a thought...

He kept carving out poems or lyrics.

"In this old age, a youthful exuberance arises; I lead a yellow dog on the left, a falcon on the right, adorned in a brocade hat and sable fur, a thousand horsemen sweeping across the plains. I will draw my bow like a full moon, gazing northwest, to shoot the heavenly wolf..."

"I see no ancients before me, nor any successors after me; contemplating the vastness of heaven and earth, I am overwhelmed with sorrow and tears stream down my face..."

"Thirty years of fame and glory are but dust and dirt, eight thousand miles of road are but clouds and moon..."

"The roc rises with the wind, soaring ninety thousand miles high..."

"Back then, with swords flying and horses galloping, our might was as fierce as a tiger swallowing up ten thousand miles..."

……

Some are bold and majestic, while others are sentimental and melancholic.

"Having seen the vast ocean, other waters seem insignificant; having beheld the clouds of Wushan, other clouds are not worth seeing. I idly stroll through the flowerbeds, too weary to look back; half my heart is devoted to cultivating the Tao, half to you..."

"I can't see clearly, it's already fallen to the ground and turned to sand. A lifetime is nothing more than wine in a cup, tea in a bowl; take a sip, and you're already wandering the ends of the earth..." "Last night the rain was sparse and the wind was strong, and a deep sleep couldn't dispel the lingering effects of the wine. I asked the person rolling up the curtain, who said the crabapple blossoms were still there. Do you know, do you know? It should be that the green is lush and the red is faded..."

……

Yi Susu and Chu Feige, who had been following behind Li Congxin, were utterly astonished as they looked at the poems.

That's enough, they're that powerful!

And he's so eloquent!

Wandering aimlessly, poems flowed effortlessly from his pen, as if he hadn't even thought about them. Such literary talent, even if all the scholars and poets in the world were gathered together, probably couldn't surpass him alone.

The most terrifying thing is that any one of these songs, if it were to be circulated, would absolutely become a timeless masterpiece.

The two women looked at Li Congxin's graceful figure again and felt that the person in their eyes was exceptionally talented, pure and refined, like a banished immortal!

Shortly after.

Li Congxin, who had just come down from the summit, stood on the path leading up the mountain.

Looking at the distant mountains and the winding mountain road, my eyes narrowed slightly. Here, a poem to welcome guests would be fitting.

He originally planned to continue extracting directly from the 'knowledge base' and continue to enjoy the benefits of 'borrowing', but as soon as his mind started working, his inspiration flowed out like a spring...

Lost in thought, the Weeping Heaven Sword and the Asking Heaven Spear flew out with a 'boom'.

In a flash, he had already carved his original poem on a large rock beside the mountain road: Looking back at the chaotic mountains, I see no old friends, only clouds. Who is like the pine tree on this serene mountain? Standing tall and graceful, welcoming guests from the west and bidding them farewell!

Title: To the Visitors

"Fuck!"

Li Congxin himself was greatly surprised.

Then he was overjoyed: "Am I really that talented?"

He momentarily forgot that he was now a 'literary genius', capable of composing verses fluently without needing to copy ancient poems.

Wow, I'm a fucking genius!