The sage was determined to die.

"It's nothing."

Ji Bai quickly changed the subject, his gaze lingering on the depths. For the time being, no one else made a move against the three of them.

"What exactly are these people fighting over?" Ji Bai murmured.

Under Ji Bai's piercing gaze, Yan Ming and Gongsun Yang approached several people. Although they had been politely invited to accompany them for a while, these people clearly did not want to have anything to do with them and all claimed that they did not know them.

However, the two were influenced by their surroundings and, after spending some time together, learned many bad habits from Ji Bai. They used their actions and words to coerce others and even asked questions of some isolated friends.

After a short while, they actually managed to get some information out of him.

Seeing that Ji Bai still had his brows furrowed as if he was thinking about something, Yan Ming cleared his throat and told him what he had found out, saying, "They seem to be waiting for some benefits."

"Benefits?" Ji Bai pondered. "They wouldn't also say that obtaining Wenxin has suddenly become much easier, would they?"

"How did you know?" Yan Ming asked, somewhat shocked. "You weren't eavesdropping on our conversation, were you?"

Ji Bai looked at him with a hint of disdain and said, "I guessed."

"oh."

Yan Ming scratched his head and said to Ji Bai, "It's surprising that they didn't attack us."

Ji Bai smiled and said, "Isn't that quite clever? We're not like those people from Chu. I've never forced anyone to their death."

Those extras who were captured and worked with them for a period of time suffered almost no loss, except for the period when they were not very free. In fact, they made a profit.

Of course, they wouldn't go looking for trouble. They were grateful to Ji Bai, but it would be very unwise to make enemies of them right now. Even if they didn't fight, just having a quarrel wouldn't benefit them at all.

Pretending not to know them is, of course, the best option.

Yan Ming wasn't stupid; he naturally understood what Ji Bai meant, and he wasn't fixated on that point himself.

Gongsun Yang, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke up: "You said earlier that there was a way to improve the quality of literary talent, is that true?"

Ji Bai couldn't help but twitch his eyebrows, and goosebumps rose all over his body.

He looked at Gongsun Yang, his gaze filled with helplessness.

"Your mouth makes me look at least thirty years older."

Gongsun Yang naturally didn't understand Ji Bai's point, but Ji Bai was just making a joke and quickly regained his composure.

"Maybe," Ji Bai said with a chuckle. "Perhaps the opportunity will come soon."

As if to verify his words, the ground soon began to shake again. After a buzzing sound, cracks appeared in the ground, and countless small stones emerged from them.

This stone looks aggressive at first glance, but it's actually much gentler when it hits you than you'd imagine.

Ji Bai reached out and took it. The thin outer layer of stone was like a wrapping paper, and it only took a gentle tear to reveal the inside.

Sure enough, the things hidden inside were not unfamiliar at all.

When good things happen, no one needs to remind them. Everyone present has a stone in hand, but the usual elation doesn't appear. Many people stare blankly at the fragments in their hands.

"Strange, this time it's also a fragment of literary talent."

"Can such a good thing really happen twice?"