The sage was determined to die.

"What do you mean?"

Yan Ming didn't even immediately figure out what script Ji Bai was currently in, but he still subconsciously replied, "When did you acquire such great power?"

Ji Bai gave Yan Ming an appreciative look, not expecting the other party to be so responsive, and nodded mysteriously.

"Don't you guys know?" Ji Bai rubbed his nose, giving what he considered a very humble answer, "I've always been a genius."

Gongsun Yang grinned and began his charade: "Brother Ji, it's not that we don't trust you, it's just that you've had such an extraordinary encounter... why share it with us?"

He was practically about to blurt out, "Are you trying to harm us?"

Ji Bai clutched his chest with one hand, making an exaggerated gesture, looking very heartbroken: "How could you think of me like that?"

"However," he said, his expression changing to a sly smile, "what you think is actually true; my intentions are indeed not that pure."

He lifted his outer robe and took out a crystal the size of a fingernail; the pale yellow crystal emitted a faint fluorescent glow in the daylight.

Ji Bai's expression changed, and he looked at everyone: "You should all have seen this before, right?"

Everyone swallowed hard, their eyes fixed on Ji Bai. He spoke calmly, as if telling a story, "I was indeed the first to discover this thing, and I learned by chance that this thing... is very likely a fragment of Wenxin."

"Just from such a large fragment," he said, his body twitching slightly, and he said with a self-deprecating laugh, "I was in so much pain that I almost banged my head on the ground and tried to kill myself."

These words instantly resonated with everyone, except that what they saw was not even that big.

Seeing the reactions from the crowd, Ji Bai continued, "Back then, I met the examiner. The examiner told me that as long as I could endure the increasingly difficult challenges, I might be able to obtain this literary heart. He also said that the quality of this literary heart was extremely extraordinary, and that it belonged only to me."

Upon hearing this, the crowd began grinding their teeth, some so envious they wished they could take his place.

"Sigh," Ji Bai said, then hesitated for a moment before continuing, "It's a pity I already have a literary heart. It's difficult to be compatible with a second literary heart, otherwise I might have really been tempted."

The envious crowd fell silent, a dark cloud of silence hanging over them.

"Besides, even if I were to leave, could I possibly protect such a superior literary talent?"

Upon hearing this, the rollercoaster of emotions that had been building up and down in everyone's minds plummeted once again.

Yes, can they hold out?

"So I gave the opportunity to you," Ji Bai said.

These words were spoken in a vague and unclear manner, leaving everyone somewhat confused.

Ji Bai, however, seemed certain and said, "We all have fragments of the Literary Heart on us now. I heard the examiner say that as long as you have even a small fragment of the Literary Heart on you, you might be able to obtain the Literary Heart. As long as you hide it well, no one will know..."

As he said this, he narrowed his eyes slightly: "This Script Heart is very special. I don't know the specifics, but I do know that if we hide it well, even if we leave, we'll all have traces of fragments on us. But only one person can obtain this Script Heart intact..."

Upon hearing this, everyone's breathing quickened.

Ji Bai casually tossed the hook into the air, pointing slightly upwards with his finger: "If a celestial being can kill one person, could they kill us all?"