That was like a Literary God descending to the mortal world, equivalent to the reincarnation of a banished immortal in the cultivation world.
It was above the likes of Great Scholars and Pseudo-Saints.
He was a Great Saint who could take the world by storm with a pen!
Even though Lin Xuan didn’t cultivate, the water screen under the Literary God statue burst out with seven-colored holy light.
This meant Lin Xuan had already received Literary God’s acknowledgment and admiration.
There was nothing more convincing than the Seven-colored Holy Light!
As long as he obtained the Literary God’s acknowledgment, he would be a genuine Literature Saint!
Jiang Jiubai, Shen Yakang, and the others were extremely excited.
“What a good phrase. Cultivating the body, governing the country, harmonious family, and rule the world. Just a few words are enough to fulfill the lifelong mission of us scholars!”
“Consort… No! Mr. Lin’s words shocked the entire literary world and enlightened us!”
“I can die without regrets if I can see a Saint appear in my life!”
“From now on, Mister Lin will be our Nine Heavens Lower Realm’s number one literary figure!”
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Jiang Jiubai took the lead and the ten leading scholars bowed to Lin Xuan.
Then, all the scholars present bowed to Lin Xuan.
The grand scene stunned Mu Youqing.
Xuan Zhu covered her mouth in shock. “They worshiped father like they worshiped the Literary God’s statue.”
“This means that Father is as powerful as the Literary God!”
Xuan Xi couldn’t stop smiling. Her two dimples appeared deeply. “That’s right! That’s right! Father is indeed the most awesome!”
Xuan Han and Xuan You were also very satisfied.
Lin Xuan couldn’t help but shake his head and smile when he saw this scene.
He did not expect that casually writing a sentence would cause such a huge commotion.
Then again.
The Absolute Mystic Sutra was really useful in this fantasy world.
Even if he didn’t cultivate the Dao with literature, he obtained literary talent and very fast speed.
But in fact, his knowledge alone outshone all the scholars since ancient times.
Being a Literature Saint was not a big deal.
“Mr. Lin, when do you think you have the time to head to the various institutions to teach Literature?” Jiang Jiubai asked respectfully.
According to the rules of the literary world,after becoming a Pseudo-Saint, one would be qualified to lecture in every academy in the world.
It could be said that this was the top honor, and it was even more impressive than the king touring.
Lin Xuan smiled calmly. “We’ll talk about it when we have time.”
He still had four adorable daughters to take care of. How could he have the time to teach at the academies of the entire world?
Besides, taking care of his daughters would bring rewards and warmth. Wasn’t it enjoyable?
Being an idle homemaker was the real perfect life!
Seeing that Lin Xuan was not interested, Jiang Jiubai and the others didn’t force him.
Then, under everyone’s gazes, Lin Xuan brought Xuan Zhu and the others away.
When they returned to the Crystal Palace, it was already late at night.
The girls were a little tired. After Lin Xuan persuaded them, they obediently took a shower and went to bed.
Rumble!
Just as the girls fell asleep, thunder rumbled.
Lin Xuan saw that the brows of the four daughters trembled slightly.
Clearly, the thunder had affected them.
At this moment, the second thunderclap sounded again, and it was even louder than the first.
The little girls were awakened by the thunder one after another.
Four pairs of eyes widened and looked at Lin Xuan in horror.