(In the previous chapter, there was a mistake in the writing, it wasn't 'five', it was 'six')
...
Observing the ancient seal character engraved on the jade piece pinched by the refined young man.
Zhao Rong's eyebrows rose.
"Six?"
It seemed to be a rather impressive number. Was this the order of being a Reading Seed at Linlu Academy for Yang Wuwei, or was it something else...
At this moment, Yang Wuwei held the jade piece between his fingers and looked down at the pretty young girl waiting by the ginkgo tree, smiling without saying a word.
Zhao Rong fell silent.
He quickly had his answer.
Yang Wuwei had just mentioned 'Direct Ascension to Heavenly Will', and as far as Zhao Rong knew, besides a few 'Contrary Divine Medicines' from the Ancient Era mentioned indirectly by Gui, the Nanshan Grade poetry was the only thing with such heaven-defying effects.
