There were many methods to suppress demonic arts in the Northern Heavens Academy. For example, the three scholars in the escort team had taken out a mountain and river treasure map drawn by an expert to suppress the expert at the 8th level of the Netherpassage Realm.
In the future, he might encounter many enemies who cultivated demonic arts. When that time comes, the Northern Heavens Academy's divine abilities would come in handy.
However, just at this moment.
"Everyone, come and take a look. The nobleman in the lake has suggested that everyone compose a poem. If you're chosen as one of the top three, you'll be able to obtain at least three hundred thousand Inner Demon Pills."
Suddenly, someone shouted.
As those words rang out, the eyes of the surrounding scholars lit up. Turning their heads, they discovered that the speaker was an old scholar from the inner courtyard.
This old scholar was at the 8th level of the Netherpassage Realm and was extremely powerful.
As his voice rang out, quite a few people gathered over. There were at least a few thousand people.
However, there were only a few dozen people who had started composing poems. There weren't even a hundred of them.
Killing people, I know!
What the hell is composing poems?
Among these people, there were even some who couldn't recognize words. How could they compose poems?
"Furthermore, the scholars from the inner courtyard are not allowed to join." The old scholar reminded.
The scholars from the inner courtyard were originally students of the Northern Heavens Academy. These people were extremely knowledgeable and could casually compose poems. If they were to join, the others wouldn't be able to play anymore.
At this moment, Ye Xuan's interest was piqued after hearing those words.
"At least three hundred thousand Inner Demon Pills? This is a good opportunity! "
Ye Xuan's eyes lit up.
Composing poems, he didn't know!
However, even if he hadn't eaten pork, wouldn't he have seen a pig run?
Even if he was a bad student, it was impossible for him to forget a poem.
Immediately, he took out a piece of paper and quickly wrote on it. Naturally, he didn't forget to write his name.
"Senior Brother, this is mine!"
Ye Xuan rushed over and passed the paper to the old scholar.
"Oh?"
The old scholar was astonished. He could feel the killing intent from Ye Xuan. However, he never thought that Ye Xuan could actually compose such a poem. Truly, one couldn't judge a book by its cover.
"Not bad, not bad."
The old scholar nodded slightly.
Among the thousands of outer courtyard scholars, there were quite a few young masters who were born in clans. They had to learn when they were young, so they could compose some poems. However, they were probably not very good.
Ye Xuan was very confident in the poem he had written. Although it was not his work, this was a different world, so it was possible to steal it.
The poem he took out was the work of the immortal poet Li Bai — Quiet Night Thoughts.
Soon, the old scholar finished collecting all the works and flew towards the small island in the middle of the lake.
Everyone was curious. With so many entries, who would be able to take the top three and obtain the 300,000 Inner Demon pills reward?
After a while, the old scholar returned.
It seemed that the results were out. Who were the three lucky ones?
"Alright, the top three have been decided. They were personally chosen by the nobles of the lake."
Without saying anything, the old scholar began to read, "Third place, Kou Yao's Anle Fu."
Then, he began to recite the Anle Fu.
"Second place, Li Yiyang's Journey to the North."
The old scholar continued, "Third place, 300,000 Inner Demon pills. Second place, 400,000 Inner Demon pills. As for first place, it's 500,000 Inner Demon pills!"
After hearing this, everyone was in an uproar.
500,000 Inner Demon pills was not a small amount. It was enough to create an expert in the seventh tier of the Netherpassage Realm.
Who would take first place in the end?
'It's me, it's definitely me. Li Yiyang's Journey to the North was compared to mine before. The elders of the clan all said that mine was better.'
A scholar thought to himself.
At this time, the old scholar slowly opened his mouth, "First place, Ye Xuan's Quiet Night Thoughts!"
As soon as he said this, everyone's eyes gathered on the white figure in the air not far away.
They all remembered the names of the people who went up just now. Moreover, Ye Xuan's killing intent was so strong that it was impossible not to remember him. Therefore, they all recognized Ye Xuan.
Who would have thought that the person with the strongest killing intent would actually take first place in the poem competition? It was simply unbelievable.
"Haha, it's really me. Poetic Immortal bless me!"
Ye Xuan couldn't help but laugh wildly. Of course, he said this in his heart.
"Quiet Night Thoughts!"
"Before the climax, the moonlight is bright, suspected of frost on the ground. Looking up at the bright moon, I lower my head and think of my hometown!"
The old scholar read the poem and sighed, "Good poem, good poem. I'm afraid even I can't compose this. Junior Brother Ye is amazing, amazing."
"Senior Brother, you flatter me!"
Ye Xuan said somewhat shamefully. At this time, what he wanted most was for the old scholar to quickly give him the reward.
500,000 Inner Demon pills!
However, at this time.
"F * ck, this poem is awesome. I've only heard it once and my state of mind has improved."
"Yes, yes, I improved too. This is incredible."
"Quick, write it down. Recite it every night. It can speed up the improvement of your mental state."
"Haha, we've profited, we've profited. This effect is not inferior to the previous one."
The crowd boiled over again.
When the old scholar heard this, he was deeply surprised and said in shock, "This poem has such an effect. Junior Brother, may I know where your hometown is?"
"Oh, my hometown is Earth … Village. It's far away." Ye Xuan casually replied.
"Earth Village, huh? If there's a chance in the future, I can go and take a look."
The old scholar nodded with a smile. Soon after, his expression suddenly turned solemn as he said, "This poem has no effect on me. However, it can actually raise their mental state and give them spirituality. If this is written on a special piece of paper, it may be able to be made into an extremely powerful tool to suppress demons."
"Damn, you can do that?"
Ye Xuan raised his eyebrows. He was really shocked.
A poem could be made into a Divine Artifact to suppress demons. Wasn't this too amazing?
He suddenly remembered the Mountain River Treasure Map that the three scholars took out that day. It was also a very special Divine Artifact.
However, he knew that the person who drew the Mountain River Treasure Map was definitely not weak. He was probably an expert in the Fulfillment Realm.
"Junior Brother, this is your reward. As for your poem, I want to submit it to the academy. Is that okay?"
The old scholar asked.
"Of course, of course. Take it. However, I hope to sign it as Li Bai, Mu Zi Li, Bai Bai, "Ye Xuan said.
The old scholar paused for a moment, then reacted and said with a smile, "No problem!"
He suddenly remembered that the scholars all had two names. Ye Xuan should only be their real name, so he didn't ask any further.
"Thank you, Senior Brother!"
Ye Xuan took the bag of Inner Demon Pills. The joy in his heart was completely displayed on his face. However, at this time, his expression suddenly froze.
He sensed that a familiar aura had entered the range of his perception, and then disappeared.
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