Out of fear of death, Invest Everything into Health-Chapter 421 - 190: Who Changed Fan Wubing’s Fate?

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Chapter 421: Chapter 190: Who Changed Fan Wubing’s Fate?

[Literary Dao Enlightenment Has Begun]

The "reading insights" sent by He Youyi was indeed a great help.

After reading just one or two pieces, Fan Wubing entered the Literary Dao. He guessed that if he were to study the Literary Dao by himself, he would need about a month to get started, and as an outsider, where would he find such a good resource as "He Youyi’s reading insights."

From the content of these reading insights, He Youyi hasn’t held back at all, basically writing down his life’s insights.

In particular, "Seeking the Will of Heaven, Asking Heaven’s Intent" is detailed to the extreme, with annotations for all the obscure places.

The annotations alone could form a standalone book.

In the study,

both were in a frenzy.

Fan Wubing was researching "Heaven’s Will, Heaven’s Intent."

He Youyi was engrossed in that piece "Invitation to Wine," the more he researched, the more obsessed he became, to the point where his gaze at Fan Wubing changed, gradually gaining some "respect," a respect only shown towards those with equivalent or superior mastery in the Literary Dao.

He even couldn’t wait to share the joy of seeing such a rare good article with his colleagues.

Fan Wubing suddenly posed a question, "Mr. He, I’m not sure if I misunderstood. It seems that seeking the Will of Heaven and asking Heaven’s Intent requires a Saints’ Monument, right?"

"Yes."

"But isn’t Mr. He... a learned scholar?"

He Youyi paused, "That’s a hard thing to say." He smiled, laughed it off, and said, "I have no doubt that someone who could write this ’Invitation to Wine’ surely has the chance to erect a monument and become a Saint."

"Thank you for your kind words, Mr. He," Fan Wubing thought to himself, perhaps there are hidden stories behind He Youyi’s Saints’ Monument.

He Youyi could barely contain himself, "Can I share this ’Invitation to Wine’ with others?"

Fan Wubing chuckled, "Good articles must be shared; otherwise, we’re just admiring ourselves."

He Youyi nodded in agreement, "First, sign your name to prevent it from being plagiarized onto the Wenxin Stele."

Fan Wubing was stunned, "Articles can be plagiarized?"

"Yes, and quite a lot."

He Youyi’s words were full of deeper meaning.

Fan Wubing thought it over, "Can I use a pseudonym?"

He Youyi laughed, "Of course."

Fan Wubing thus bore witness to the Literary Dao, signing ’Invitation to Wine’ with literary spirit as: Li Bai.

Such a good article should be signed with a "real name."

...

After staying at Wild Horse Academy for a few days, he fully felt the nurturing of knowledge.

For quite some time, Fan Wubing felt as if he had indeed returned to his student days.

Classes, breaks, studying.

This experience was quite nice.

After reading He Youyi’s "reading insights," Fan Wubing found himself reading books much faster, like the classics of various Saints, Great Saints, and Literary Ancestors, he comprehended them all in an instant, effortlessly.

With this attitude, when viewing the brilliant poetry and essays from the past world, he experienced various unique images.

Thinking about it, that previous world just lacked what is called "Dao."

Otherwise, countless Saints, Literary Ancestors, and genuine Poetry Immortals would have emerged unknown.

During his devoted learning,

the ’Invitation to Wine’ signed as Li Bai swept through Wild Horse Academy at an astounding pace, with all teachers and students astounded, thinking it was another masterpiece by He Youyi, but He Youyi explicitly stated it was the debut of one of his "book friends."

Everyone was even more shocked, wishing they could gnash their teeth.

Damn, there really is such talent in this world?!

This level for a debut piece? Unbelievable!

They hurriedly inquired who this distinguished guest might be.

He Youyi wanted to disclose the author of the ’Invitation to Wine,’ but respected Fan Wubing’s wish, announcing it under the name "Li Bai."

The name Li Bai and ’Invitation to Wine’ soon spread beyond Wild Horse Academy, first astonishing Du Mao City, then the entire Changsheng Continent.

Within the Literary Dao, especially those specializing in poetry, a seismic shock erupted.

The shock felt by scholars soon turned into debate.

The excellence of ’Invitation to Wine’ was indisputable.

But the debate over whether this piece really was a debut work grew to the heavens.

The supporters believed since Mr. He said it, then surely it’s so.

The opposers claimed someone else wrote it! To prove it, drag Li Bai out and have him write another piece live—not expecting the same level, but close enough would do!

If it really was a debut, wouldn’t he become a learned scholar right upon entering the Literary Dao?

Ghost tales!

Even Literary Ancestors didn’t become learned scholars upon entering the Dao.

Why should this Li Bai?

As Fan Wubing fully absorbed He Youyi’s reading insights and stepped out of the study, hearing such debates, he was amused.

He Youyi teased, "Why don’t you stay a few more days, and I’ll hold a literary meet at Wild Horse Academy for you to compose another poem live?"

Others wanted to see this, as did He Youyi, eager to know what other masterpieces lay in Fan Wubing’s mind.

"Let’s just forget it."

He Youyi felt a strong desire, encouraging, "Would you really not give it a try?"

Fan Wubing casually replied, "Poetry arises from inspiration, why strain and exhaust oneself."

He Youyi mulled over it, his eyes brightening, "And then?"

Fan Wubing laughed, "That’s it then!"

With that, he left.

He Youyi gazed at his departing image, feeling that the world was carefree and romantic.

While Fan Wubing was reading these few days, Luo Qingyao was not idle either, trying to close the distance with Guan Xin upon learning Guan Xin was to accompany him.

But after these few days, it was the same as it began, nothing had changed.