84 Chapter 1241: Heavenly Impartation of Mentor’s Calligraphy (2/2)

”By scanning the character with your Spiritual Perception, you will be able to learn the ideas infused within the character. However, the character will disappear after a single scan,” Yao shi explained to Zhang Xuan.

Heavenly Impartation of Mentor's Calligraphy could be considered a form of Impartation of Heaven's Will, being able to drive a cultivator's zhenqi through the profound knowledge harnessed within the written characters. As long as a cultivator scanned the characters with their Spiritual Perception, they would find their body cultivating the technique uncontrollably. However, the characters produced through Heavenly Impartation of Mentor's Calligraphy could only be used once. No matter how profound or mystical the cultivation technique infused within the character was, it could only be viewed by one person.

In a sense, it could be said that the characters were storable Impartation of Heaven's Will that master teachers could gift to those whom they viewed to be fated with them.

In view of precious knowledge harnessed within these characters, they were extremely high in demand and valuable. However, due to the difficulty in Heavenly Impartation of Mentor's Calligraphy, it was one of those commodities that could not be bought with just money.

With the appearance of the first character, the droplets of sweat on Song shi's head grew more and more numerous. The second character swiftly followed after the first, and then the third and fourth…

As the number of characters increased, Song shi's face grew paler and paler. It seemed like he had expended too much of his Soul Depth, and it was already about to be sapped dry.

Quasi 8-star master teachers had a Soul Depth of 23 and above, but they could not afford to expend all of it in a single breath or else it could lead to the breakdown of their state of mind, and that could potentially introduce countless inner demons in their minds.

Typically speaking, a quasi 8-star master teacher would be in a dangerous position once their Soul Depth fell beneath 15.

Activating his Eye of Insight, Zhang Xuan observed Song shi intently. As the number of characters written increased, the latter's body trembled with greater and greater intensity, and his Primordial Spirit was starting to show signs of breaking down.

It was fortunate that his Primordial Spirit had been tempered by four lightning tribulations, or else it would have already succumbed.

”Six, seven, eight… Eight characters! That is his record so far…”

By the tenth minute, there were already eight characters floating silently in the sky, emanating a brilliant glow.

Eight words were Song shi's record so far, as well as his limit. His body trembled non-stop, and it looked as if he would collapse to the ground at any moment. His face was also as pale as a sheet of paper, and there was not the slightest trace of color to be seen.

However, it appeared that Song shi still had no intention of stopping as he continued communicating with the Brush of Heavenly Impartation through his zhenqi telepathy.

Seeing this, Zhang Xuan said with a frown, ”If you continue pushing yourself, you will inflict irreparable harm to your body.”

Be it in cultivation or Impartation of Heaven's Will, a cultivator should always take note of their own limits and strive not to overexert themself. Otherwise, the overwhelming burden they had forced upon their body could very well cause it permanent impairment.

As a 7-star pinnacle physician, he could tell that Song shi had already reached his limits. Perhaps he would be able to achieve unprecedented results if he forced himself on, but he would also be inflicting permanent damage on his body and possibly his state of mind.

It could cause his soul depth to stagnate permanently, and as a master teacher, that would mean that Song shi would be doomed to remain a quasi 8-star master teacher for life, unable to ascend to greater heights.

Hu! Hu! Hu!

Despite his poor condition, Song shi still gritted his teeth and forced himself on. All of a sudden, a spurt of blood escaped from his mouth, and in just a mere instant, it seemed like he had grown much older.

Huala!

The brush in the air moved once more and wrote the ninth character.

Peng!

That single character seemed to have stolen every single last bit of strength Song shi had. He fell weakly to the ground and fainted.

”Jeez, is there any point going this far?” Seeing how Song shi had pushed himself to his limits for the sake of achieving victory, Zhang Xuan could not help but shake his head in disapproval.

To throw away whatever future he had just to get even with him… that fellow sure was tenacious.

Sighing deeply, he walked up to Song shi and placed his finger on the latter's acupoints before sending a surge of zhenqi in. A moment later, Song shi slowly opened his eyes.

”You…” Gritting his teeth furiously, Song shi struggled to his feet, and with a livid face, he spat, ”It's too late to show your goodwill. It won't change a thing…”

Zhang Xuan shrugged. ”Whatever pleases you.”

He had only saved the other party out of his obligation as a master teacher. Whether the other party appreciated his favor or not, it did not matter to him.

After regaining consciousness, Song shi quickly took out a pill and ate it, and only then did his complexion finally improve slightly. Following that, he turned to Yao shi and said, ”Yao shi, I have completed my Heavenly Impartation of Mentor's Calligraphy. I hope that you can bear witness to my results!”

”You have written a total of nine characters. While it has not broken the highest record of ten characters among quasi 8-star master teachers, you have indeed performed exceptionally,” Yao shi replied with a nod.

The result of nine characters was nothing much among 8-star master teachers, but indubitably, it was an exceptional result among quasi 8-star master teachers. Even the head of the Qianchong Empire Master Teacher Pavilion was unlikely to be able to rival this feat.

”Thank you for your compliment, Yao shi.” Seeing that Yao shi had acknowledged his results, Song shi glanced at Zhang Xuan with narrowed eyes. ”Zhang shi, it's your turn now.”

”Very well.” Zhang Xuan nodded.

He had seen how the other party had carried out the Heavenly Impartation of Mentor's Calligraphy previously, and that had given him a good idea of how he should go about doing it as well.

He walked up to the floating Brush of Heavenly Impartation, and with his hands behind his back, he began lecturing it telepathically. His mouth opened and closed swiftly, making it hard to discern what he was talking about.

The brush was still fidgeting slightly in the air earlier, but upon hearing Zhang Xuan's words, it suddenly froze completely, as if someone had nailed it in place.

”It has been nearly an hour now, so why is there no movement from the brush yet?”

”It can't be that Zhang shi cannot get a single character out of the Brush of Heavenly Impartation, right?”

”If that's really the case, it would really be terrible…”

After waiting for nearly an hour, the brush remained completely motionless in the air. At this point, the crowd had begun looking at one another, a little apprehensive at the current situation.

Within the same period, Song shi had made the Brush of Heavenly Impartation write down seven to eight words.

Why would there be no movement when it came to Zhang shi?

Could this mean that… he had failed?