Chapter 299 – The Night of the Rise of the School of Novels (1/2)

Li Qingshan roused from his meditative state. By then, the moon had already risen to the centre of the sky, illuminating the ground with a silver glow.

The moonlight carved up the rows upon rows of bamboo structures into light and shadows.

On the ground, a pillar of light rose up into the air, complementing the moonlight.

Suddenly, he realised that he was in the pillar of light. It was the light gathered by the formation.

Within his sea of qi, his true qi became even more plentiful. Under the suppression of the spirit turtle and the purification of the sumeru ring, it was like a clear, boundless lake, sitting still without the slightest ripple. However, as long as he needed to, he could create great waves in it and destroy everything before him.

Li Qingshan smiled. With the assistance of this formation, there were no longer any obstacles to him as a Qi Practitioner. He made his way out of the formation and followed the crisscrossing corridors, returning to his residence, a bamboo building by the lake.

After he had chosen it in the morning, he did not even have the time to tidy through it.

He was about to stay for a very long time in the academy, so he had to tidy and clean it properly.

Lantern light shimmered in the bamboo structure, along with a few soft voices. Li Qingshan smiled and entered through the door.

Liu Chuanfeng and Sun Fubai currently sat before one another. They turned their heads together. “Qingshan.”

Li Qingshan made his way over to the table and sat down. He asked nonchalantly, “Have you decided?”

“I have.” Liu Chuanfeng’s eyes were red as if he had cried earlier. Agreeing to Li Qingshan’s condition was equivalent to casting aside all of his hard work in the past. It also meant that all the characters he had created one by one would leave him forever, never to appear in this world again.

Even if they were all fake, without the slightest sense of liveliness, they had accompanied him through countless days and nights after all. If it were not for Sun Fubai’s persuasions, he would have never decided in such a short amount of time.

Sun Fubai said, “When the sun rises, I’ll order people to recall and destroy those novels.”

Li Qingshan said, “Then there’s no need for that. You can just let them fade away by themselves.”

“Huh?” Liu Chuanfeng widened his eyes.

Li Qingshan said, “All I need is your determination. I hate people who don’t want to sacrifice anything and just want to sit there, waiting for someone else to come save them. Fortunately, you’re not one of them.”

As if he had been saved from a hopeless situation, Liu Chuanfeng grabbed Li Qingshan’s hands and thanked him incessantly.

After he calmed down, Li Qingshan said, “Then let’s begin!”

“How do we begin?” Liu Chuanfeng and Sun Fubai looked at one another.

“Y- you’re willing to learn?” Liu Chuanfeng asked in disbelief. Li Qingshan had been quite firm with his attitude originally.

“Not necessarily. I need to understand it first, but there’s a possibility that I’ll learn it. I’m not the saviour of the world. It’s not like I can save the school of Novels without even understanding the predicament it’s in,” Li Qingshan said obviously. The principle he followed was going all the way, or not even starting.

Liu Chuanfeng was emotional, but Sun Fubai was slightly worried. Could it still be revived when fresh, new blood was channeled into this old, rotting body? Or would the blood just go to waste along with it?

But regardless of all that, the school of Novels that had halted for many years began to advance forwards once again.

“Senior brother, you tell him!”

Sun Fubai cleared his throat and began the lesson.

The cultivation method of the school of Novels was not difficult to practise. As a matter of fact, there was not even the need to practise a different cultivation method. Just using the Gui Water Method of Condensing Qi as a foundation was enough. All that was needed was to condense a divine talisman within the body.

Divine talismans could be regarded as a type of spiritual talisman, but it was no ordinary spiritual talisman. Spiritual talismans were documents of the world. Cultivators could use them to connect with the world. However, divine talismans could connect with another special power, which was the power of belief that came from the minds of living beings.

Cultivators with divine talismans would possess special characteristics that regular people believed belonged to gods. The name of the divine talisman was the Talisman of Great Creation.

In the distant past, the ancient cultivator copied the twisted shape of the underground spiritual vein. That was the basic form of the Talisman of Great Creation. The first step for a disciple of novels was to condense this divine talisman.

This was not anything difficult to Li Qingshan. He estimated that he could complete it within ten days at most. His high jia affinity for water played a crucial role here.

However, this was only the most simple step to a disciple of novels. Gathering the power of belief and strengthening this divine talisman was the hardest part.

Writing a legendary novel was anything but easy, but in Li Qingshan’s past life, he had witnessed many people achieve a feat like that! He had personally witnessed the birth of many legendary characters. With the existence of the Divine Talisman of Great Creation, they would definitely be able to appear in this world alive.

Then, what was he supposed to do right now? Which book was he supposed to copy?

Seeing how Li Qingshan was now willing to learn the cultivation method of the school of Novels and that there was no need for him to destroy his novels anymore, Liu Chuanfeng recovered mentally. He said proudly, “You might look down on me, but writing novels really isn’t easy. In terms of writing novels, you probably can’t match me.”

Li Qingshan agreed deeply. He had never been someone who could sit down and write novels. He could not recall all those words from his past life, but even if he did, could it change anything at all?

Those stories that catered to modern tastes would probably fail to conform to the norms of people of the current age. In the end, they would just be written off as a madman’s spoutings. Even if he managed to create a legendary classic through plagiarism, just how many years would it take before it took off? Even if he succeeded in the end, against all odds, it would all just be about him. It was not saving the school of Novels.

Sun Fubai had thought of this problem a long time ago. He sighed with worry. “It’s not that easy!”

Li Qingshan said confidently, “I think you’ve been missing the most critical issue!”

“What?”

“Whether it’s novels or the divine talisman, they’re just components to the process. The most critical aspect is the medium!”