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Di Chen nodded: ”Just bring me here to recuperate. I'll be leaving very soon.”
Ning Fu laughed, thinking that this guy still did not know that she was not planning to let him leave, maybe You Qin had missed out on his plans.
Ning Fu asked curiously: ”I just heard from You Qin that you helped her defeat the Five Poisons Sect disciple. I see that you do not have any Origin Energy in your body, so I assume you are a literati.”
Those with a bit of experience could immediately tell that Di Chen was literati, that was not a surprise.
”Yes,” Di Chen didn't hide anything and said: ”I was studying to participate in the Imperial examinations, but I didn't expect to be able to become a literati, and regretfully lost.”
Ning Fu said in surprise: ”Since you managed to cultivate to the literati realm, it means that you are very talented. How did you lose?”
Di Chen still couldn't understand, he shook his head and said, ”I don't know either.
Until now, Di Chen had always felt that his essay was written very well. He had once guessed that it was because his essay was not favored by the selected officials that it was rejected, and of course, Di Chen had never asked the prince of Thousand Autumn Dynasty about it.
Ning Fu thought for a while, then said: ”Why don't you show me your essay on participating in the Imperial examinations?”
Di Chen thought that there was nothing to hide and he took out a pen and paper and broke off a small piece of ink stone. Just as he was about to grind the ink, Ning Fu walked over and smiled: ”I'll help you.”
Di Chen had always grinded ink for him when he wrote before, but after he changed it to Liu Jingjing, ever since he left the Famous Sword Academy, Di Chen sharpened ink by himself. Ning Ling was the first to say that he would grind ink, so Di Chen did not reject his.
Ning Fu carefully grinded the ink, her movements appearing to be rather proficient, after she finished grilling the ink, Di Chen took out the Sky Evolution Brush and dipped it in the ink, and then covered it with white paper to write her essay.
”The world is heartless, everything is like a rascal …”
Following that, Di Chen immersed himself in writing. After everything was done in one go, even if he were to write it again, Di Chen could still feel the power of a scholar surging into his body.
More than ten minutes later, Di Chen finally finished writing. He picked up the article, blew the ink dry, and handed it over to Ning Fu.
Ning Fu carefully savored Di Chen's article. The article did not take long, but Ning Fu read it for a long time, as though she had to read every word for a long time. After reading it, she sat down again and did not say a word, as though she was immersed in thought.
”You wrote very well,” Ning Fu handed the article over to Di Chen, and laughed: ”I'm afraid there are very few people in this Martial Region Continent that have as much literary talent as you do.”
Di Chen shook his head: ”I have read the books of this year's top scholar before, he is a person with even more literary talent than me.”
Ning Fu laughed and said: ”But if it was in the Primordial Era, you would definitely have died a miserable death. I really admire you.”
In the ancient times, the heavens were revered and all sects respected the heavens. When Di Chen said that the heaven and earth were heartless, it was akin to defying the heavens.
Di Chen did not understand the meaning behind Ning Fu's words. He only knew that this Ning Fu was definitely not simple.
”Oh right,” Ning Fu asked. ”Can you give this article to me?”
Di Chen did not expect her to want this, and nodded.
After that, Di Chen chatted with Ning Fu for a long time, and Di Chen realised that this Ning Fu was actually also a talented woman. She had spent a lot of time on writing poems, and was also well versed in many books, such that even Di Chen felt that she was inferior to her, so she asked for advice. Talking with a talented person would also benefit Di Chen, Di Chen realized that while discussing those scholars with her, he had also participated in many of them, and Di Chen even felt that he had faintly broken through the 7th level of the Martial King realm.
Di Chen was curious about Ning Fu, and thought that he was unable to see through her cultivation level, but she was extremely proficient in reading and singing, she must not be an ordinary person.
”I hope that I will have a chance to chat with you in the future.”
The two talked for an hour. Ning Fu looked at the hour before she prepared to leave, and said: ”I still have a lot of books in my collection. If you're interested, you can stay here for a few more days.
Di Chen pinched his brows and thought for a moment, ”But I still have some things that I want to do so I can leave as soon as possible …”
Hearing these words, Ning Fu's face turned cold, and her killing intent surged. She and Di Chen had a very happy conversation, she wants Di Chen to stay, but you want to leave?
Di Chen seemed to not have noticed Ning Fu's expression, and thought for a while, then said: ”But I'm not in a hurry, I can go take a look.”
As a literati, he naturally felt excited towards those ancient books that he had never seen before. Di Chen also wanted to see more and was reluctant to leave.
Ning Fu revealed a smile after hearing Di Chen's words, then turned and left.
Di Chen quietly watched Ning Fu's back figure. He could see through her, but he felt that this woman was very terrifying. The last time he felt this way was when he saw Yu Xuanji.