Chapter 1321 Dual-Sage Sun!

When everyone woke up from Unrealized Dream, their faces were filled with shock.

Sun Mo had condensed a holy heart, and what was even more terrifying was that he had only used half a day to do so!

“Secondary Saint Sun, how did you do that?’”

Ji Xiangdong asked respectfully. There was a tone of respect when he said it, as if he was a student asking a teacher for guidance.

“This holy book seems to have the ability to allow great teachers to look through their lives. I can be considered to have some advantages because I have experienced life and death a few years ago.”

Sun Mo didn’t keep it to himself and generously answered, “It was a situation where my death could almost be confirmed.”

Everyone was stunned, not expecting such an answer. Then, they all bowed respectfully.

Even the few secondary saints competitors were no exception. At this moment, Secondary Saint Zhou looked depressed and wished that Sun Mo wouldn’t speak. The competition continued. Chen Zhiming didn’t want to wait any longer and took the initiative to step forward to read the holy book.

As Sun Mo left the hall, the number of onlookers decreased. After all, Chen Zhiming was not famous. It was really boring to watch him sit alone.

A day later, Chen Zhiming came out from his meditation, but nothing happened to him.

Xu Chunbo did not comment because he knew that this was already a very good performance.

Gao Ning and Du Changgong took their turns in succession, and nothing happened to them either. However, when it was Fang Hong’s turn, she gained enlightenment to a great teacher halo.

It was called Heroic Beauty[1].

After this halo was performed on a lady, her battle prowess would immediately increase by several folds, to at most 10 times stronger.

“Not bad. Although Secondary Saint Fang didn’t condense a holy heart, being able to comprehend a great teacher halo also means that you have a very high chance of advancing to become a saint!”

Xu Chunbo was very satisfied because this was a brand new great teacher halo.

As the only female secondary saint contending to be the sect lord, Fang Hong was very proud. She looked upon the men as if they were shit.

“I want to become a great teacher like her!”

Gu Xiuxun felt envious.

“Or maybe not. I heard that she didn’t have a happy marriage!”

Jin Mujie sighed. (You don’t understand. It was because Fang Hong had her heart broken by a man that she devoted all of her energy into teaching.)

By the time the sixth secondary saint, Secondary Saint Zhang Shen, took his turn, everyone was guessing what astonishing performance he’d show. However, after reading the holy book for half a day, he suddenly spurted a large mouthful of blood and a large part of his chest exploded.

Everyone was stunned.

After receiving treatment by over ten top-notch doctors, Zhang Shen’s life was saved, but his ‘holy heart’ had shattered.

That was right. He was only one step away from condensing a holy heart. However, he still failed in the end because his will wasn’t strong enough. To put it simply, as he hadn’t experienced a mental state that was comparable to a life or death situation, he still had some doubts in the path he pursued and stood by.

This scene gave everyone a big scare. However, it was too embarrassing to say that they were going to withdraw, so the secondary saints continued to proceed with the competition.

The seventh person, Cui Kaizhi, closed the holy book after one day. “I’m withdrawing from the competition!”

After saying that, Cui Kaizhi left.

“Hmmm? Has he cowered?”

The spectators were all stunned. They felt that Cui Kaizhi might not have put in effort into studying the holy book for the entire day.

Xu Chunbo was the one who stood out and clarified for him. “Don’t be making random guesses and doubting his character. This holy book will let one see their flaws. The fact that Secondary Saint Cui is willing to withdraw is also an elevation in his mental state!”

The holy book could let one see their truest self.

There was a good saying: ‘I don’t know the true face of Mount Lu, only by being on this mountain[2]. ‘This was the same for everyone. People would usually be instinctively defensive toward criticisms.

Hence, the competition continued on. On the day Secondary Saint Zhou passed the round, Li Ziqi had rushed over to the Saint Gate and she saw him comprehending a Humiliated Bravery[3]!

This halo was considered a more commonly seen one, but Secondary Saint Zhou hadn’t comprehended it. It was because he had always been a great genius since young and had never tasted defeat. Therefore, it was impossible for him to gain enlightenment to this great teacher halo.

However, the blow brought by Li Ziqi was too great. It had made Secondary Saint Zhou feel anxious and lost all mood for tea and food. He had constantly been left in a gloomy state, and he had a strong urge to turn back time and correct this mistake.

On this day, he experienced the same feeling of humiliation through the holy book again. Therefore, he naturally gained enlightenment to Humiliated Bravery.

The effect of this halo was that after a person was humiliated, they could experience an outburst of great potential.

“There’s such a thing?”

Qin Yaoguang felt very angry.

“Secondary Saint Zhou only made a mistake on Ziqi in this lifetime!”

Mei Ziyu thought to herself that this was the true talent of top-notch great teachers. This accident might be what allowed Secondary Saint Zhou to reach the path of saints.

The last one to go up was the oldest Bao Dewei. Although he had tried very hard to conceal it, many high star-level great teachers saw through his wavering and hesitation.

This was especially after he had started flipping through the holy book. His expression was constantly changing, switching between looking savage, horrifying, or great happiness. He was like a nutcase!

It was to the extent that everyone was starting to discuss if they should get Xu Chunbo to wake Bao Dewei up. They didn’t wish to see another secondary saint’s heart get shattered.

“Sigh, he’s a pitiful guy too!” Xu Chunbo sighed. Even though he pitied Bao Dewei, he didn’t stop him. It was because pity would make Bao Dewei feel even more inferior.

Bao Dewei had made great achievements when he was young and was also a great teacher who had broken records too. At the age of 250, he became an 8-stars great teacher, and everyone said that he’d become a secondary saint. However, the next several hundred years of his life was spent in vain. He had only crossed the secondary saints mark ten years ago.

When Bao Dewei came out from his meditation, he was drenched in sweat. In just one day, he had become so thin that only skin and bones were left of him. It was as if a gust of wind would blow him away.

His students wanted to go up to help him, but he pushed them away.

“I can walk!”

Bao Dewei was expressionless. However, when his figure disappeared from sight, everyone heard a sad and shrill howl.

He was unwilling to accept this, but there was nothing he could do!

After all, there were really times in which people were helpless!!

The second round ended. There was one heavy casualty and one withdrawal, so seven people were left.

At this moment, Xu Chunbo did not comment on the second round and directly announced the start of the third round.

“According to tradition, the content of the competition will become more and more difficult. There won’t be any deaths in this round, right?”

“That’s right. Every secondary saint is a treasure of the great teacher world. Even them becoming crippled will be a huge loss, let alone death!”

“This may be what life is! Since they have chosen to compete, they will have to face this pressure!”

Xu Chunbo meant that everyone had seen the performance of the secondary saints for themselves. After the competition ended, they would naturally know who was the most suitable candidate to be the sect lord.

However, from the looks of it, someone would be eliminated in every round. It was unknown if there would even be a single person left in the end.

The morning sunlight was exceptionally bright and beautiful. It was a good day for a competition.

“Well, saints must be filled with wisdom and speak eloquently. They don’t have to make a poem that can be passed down from generation to generation, but at least they mustn’t be too bad!”

Xu Chunbo sat in his wheelchair. After his gaze swept across the few secondary saints, it finally landed on Sun Mo. “So for this round, we’ll compete in poetry!”

Everyone was stunned. Why was the third round so childish?

“Saint, forgive me for being blunt, but Secondary Saint Sun is said to be a Dual-Sage in Calligraphy and Painting. His poems are spread throughout the entire Nine Provinces!”

“That’s right. Great Teacher Li’s hundred poems recital before the palace hall has become a legendary matter that everyone knows about.”

“Isn’t this unfair to others?”

The fact that other great teachers could say such things proved how astonishingly outstanding Sun Mo was.

“If we’re competing in poetry, I can forfeit now!”

Fang Hong smiled bitterly.

She had seen Sun Mo’s works before. All of them were great works.

“Everyone, calm down and let me finish!”

Xu Chunbo explained, “The Saint Gate’s third holy item is a brush made from the ashes and hair of the first generation Saint. The things that great teachers write with it will disappear if they are not sincere or if they are not attached with emotions!

“Even though you’ll be composing poems, it’s not a case where you can compose anything you want. It must be relevant to the ‘great teacher’ identity!”

Xu Chunbo set a limit to the topic. “Oh, right. The ink used will be your blood!”

The holy brush was brought over. It emitted a pure white glow and warmed one’s heart just by looking at it.

“Which of you will go first?”

Xu Chunbo felt bad to let Sun Mo take the lead every time, not wanting to be suspected of bullying others. However, he had overestimated the guts of the others.

“Saint, who would dare to embarrass themselves in front of Dual-Sage Sun?”

Gao Ning smiled bitterly.

“That’s right, I even feel like forfeiting!”

Chen Zhiming also smiled bitterly.

“Secondary Saint Sun, why don’t you go first?”

Du Changgong cupped his hands.

“Everyone, you’re too kind. I dare not accept such praise!”

Sun Mo cupped his hands. “I’ll be the last to

go!”

Sun Mo didn’t step forth, so everyone froze.

There was no helping it. Everyone really felt great despair.

“Secondary Saint Zhou, why don’t you go first?”

Fang Hong teased.

Secondary Saint Zhou raised his head and pretended to look at the ceiling.

Not making a move could be called hiding one’s clumsiness. They’d be able to appear to have great magnanimity of being able to concede defeat. However, if they were crushed, it’d be overestimating one’s abilities.

“Teacher is amazing!”

Qin Yaoguang almost shouted out. Look at their teacher’s talent! It made everyone cower!

“Secondary Saint Sun, why don’t you go first?”

Xu Chunbo called out.

“Alright then!”

It didn’t matter to Sun Mo. After that, he walked up to the altar table, watching the female clerk lay out the paper and hand him a small knife.

Sun Mo received it and slit his finger, pouring his blood onto the ink slab. He then picked up the holy brush.

What should he write?

“Teacher, go for it!”

Li Ziqi waved her fist.

“Teacher!”

Lu Zhiruo put her palms together and prayed for Sun Mo.

An Xinhui, Gu Xiuxun, and Mei Ziyu each wore hopeful, confident, and admiring expressions.

In their hearts, Sun Mo was the best!

Soulmates by one’s side, beauties like jade!

As a man, there was no way that he could let the ladies who admired him be disappointed!

(I want to win this round!)

(No.)

(I’m bent on becoming this Saint Gate’s Sect Lord!)

A poem appeared in Sun Mo’s mind. He picked up the brush, dipped it in his blood, and then started writing on the clean paper.

Waiting for autumn to come, eighth of the ninth month, Once my flowers bloom, a hundred flowers will perish!

Bursts of fragrance soars the skies as it penetrates Chang’an. The entire city is coated in golden armory![4]

Boom!

When Sun Mo wrote down the last ‘armory’ word to express his heartfelt feelings, the entire poem suddenly emitted a golden glow. It radiated the entire hall, causing it to appear glorious.

The entire hall seemed to be filled with valor!