The power of the Weak Water constantly battered Fang Yun’s literary palace, causing it to sway incessantly. This led to a disconnection between his thoughts and body, making it difficult for him to control his movements. He staggered like a drunk, often needing to sidestep two or three steps before he could move forward.

Fang Yun initially thought that such a massive impact might damage his literary palace, causing it to crack and necessitate the protection of The Courage to Write. However, his literary palace remained undamaged, eliminating the need to use The Courage to Write.

Fang Yun also felt as if his literary palace was being cleansed. Entering this not-so-strong Weak Water seemed to be a good thing.

In this way, Fang Yun staggered towards the opposite bank.

Fang Yun’s current situation was like a piece of wood floating on water. Although the stormy waves constantly tossed the wood around, it never sank and suffered no substantial damage.

Others only watched for a while before they completely lost hope in Fang Yun and left one after another. Only Li Fanming and a few others remained waiting on the other side of the river.

As time passed, Fang Yun never fainted and continued to stagger forward in the Weak Water.

The giant rabbit under Li Fanming’s feet was stunned. It rubbed its eyes every once in a while, completely clueless about what was happening.

Those who stayed on the bank with Li Fanming, including Zu Yuan River, blinked continuously. They occasionally exchanged puzzled glances, but none of them could figure out why Fang Yun, who should have passed out from pain long ago, was still persisting.

After a long while, Fang Yun finally reached the opposite bank. The river was only ten feet wide, but he had walked more than eighty feet. He was now more than seventy feet away from Li Fanming.

Li Fanming paused for a moment, showing a look of shame, and said, “Today, I finally understand why Fang Yun is renowned worldwide. It’s not his talent, not his diligence, and not because of the Enlightenment River. It’s his tenacity! His endurance! He was hit so hard by the Weak Water. We would have died from the pain, but he persisted. That’s true courage!”

“Indeed, there is no unworthy person under a great name! He has been an Accomplished Scholar for less than three months. Even if his literary palace is strong, it’s limited. He might be the weakest among thousands of people, but he surpassed thousands and crossed this Weak Water River. Think about the more than eighty feet long underwater journey. Could you have made it without the help of The Courage to Write?”

“Absolutely not,” Li Fanming replied.

“Fang Yun is really tough on himself! Let’s go and see how he is doing.” Zu Yuan River and Li Fanming quickly walked towards Fang Yun. The white rabbit hopped along, followed by a mechanical tiger clad in iron armor.

After leaving the Weak Water, Fang Yun quickly recovered. His literary palace stopped swaying, and he regained control of his body. There were no cracks in his literary palace, as if nothing had happened.

“Fang Yun, are you okay?” Li Fanming shouted from a distance.

“I’m fine, quite good,” Fang Yun replied.

When they got closer, Li Fanming said, “You are indeed worthy of being Fang Zhenguo!”

“Although I entered school earlier than you, I am far inferior to you! I admire you greatly!” Zu Yuan River sighed.

Fang Yun was puzzled, wondering what had happened. He clearly walked slower than everyone else and suffered more than anyone else. He thought he would be met with a crowd of people mocking him on the bank, but why did Li Fanming and Zu Yuan River’s words sound like his struggle was a success?

“Oh, let’s hurry up then, we shouldn’t delay,” Fang Yun, not quite understanding the two men’s thoughts, quickly changed the subject.

“Let’s go, we’ll run over.”

The three of them started running. The rabbit, despite its size, was agile and swift. It was quite deceptive. As it ran, it sneakily glanced at Fang Yun and the others, then leaped onto the back of the mechanical tiger, revealing a mischievous grin.

As they ran, Li Fanming said, “The Strange Wind Canyon is up ahead. The strange wind penetrates the literary palace directly. It doesn’t cause much damage to the literary palace itself, but it greatly damages other parts within. However, The Courage to Write has a strong power that can resist the strange wind. You Accomplished Scholars without The Courage to Write will endure endless pain in the Light Wind Canyon. In a hundred years, no more than five Accomplished Scholars have passed through the Strange Wind Canyon, and each of them has achieved no small feat.”

“Fang Yun, we believe in you!” Zu Yuan River said solemnly.

“You can definitely make it through! You might even pass through the Changing Fog, breaking the impossible just like you broke the Sky Wilderness of Jing Kingdom!” Li Fanming’s words were filled with encouragement and expectation.

“Alright!” Fang Yun was invigorated.

Before long, they arrived at the entrance of the Strange Wind Canyon. Hundreds of people lay at the entrance, with some slowly getting up, intending to enter the canyon again.

Fang Yun looked ahead. The Strange Wind Canyon was nearly twenty feet wide and three hundred feet long. Thousands of people were struggling to move forward. They were like pedestrians in a typhoon, their clothes billowing in the wind. They squinted their eyes and shielded their faces with their arms, taking one step at a time.

People kept fainting and were then rescued by an invisible force.

There were no Accomplished Scholars in the Strange Wind Canyon. Everyone was dressed as Presented Scholars. Yan Yukong and a few others were not in the canyon, while Liu Zizhi was in a relatively forward position.

As they walked, Li Fanming said, “This Strange Wind and the Changing Fog behind it are the same. If you can make it through, you make it through. If you can’t, you’ll never make it. Let’s go.”

The giant rabbit immediately jumped onto Li Fanming’s back.

The outside of the Strange Wind Canyon was very quiet, but the moment Fang Yun stepped into the canyon, he heard a roar like a beast’s growl in his ears, filled with intimidating pressure.

The fierce wind hit his face, making it hard for Fang Yun to breathe. He had to shield his face with his arms like the others. Then he felt a sharp, icy wind easily penetrate the walls of his literary palace, reaching the inside.

The Heart of Literature inside his literary palace swayed slightly, and the statue of Fang Yun inside was also moved by the wind. Fang Yun’s face changed, as if countless sharp blades were rotating and cutting in his mind.Suddenly, the Courage to Write stirred slightly, releasing a powerful force from its near-accomplished state, dispelling the strange winds and restoring calm within the Palace of Literature.

The howling of the strange winds grew louder, and Fang Yun “saw” a tornado forming outside his Palace of Literature, relentlessly attacking the power of the Courage to Write.

Fang Yun strode forward, the more he walked, the more tornadoes formed, spinning faster and faster, but they couldn’t stop him in the slightest!

“Has he gone mad?” Li Fanming whispered.

“Don’t get distracted, he probably wants to break out in one go. The longer he drags on, the more disadvantageous it is for him.” Zu Yuanhe said.

“Alas, without the Courage to Write, how much pain he must endure.”

“Even sleeping on brushwood and tasting gall is far from enough!”

Fang Yun’s pace quickened, and he even started to jog. The admiration in the eyes of Li Fanming and Zu Yuanhe grew stronger.

Qiu Chi struggled against the strange wind, feeling sorry for Fang Yun in his heart, but kept comforting himself. After all, Fang Yun couldn’t cross the Weak Water River. Staying there would be a waste of time, it wasn’t betrayal. Leaving early was the wise choice.

“Whoosh…”

Qiu Chi saw a figure swiftly passing him, a cold smile on his face. He cursed in his heart that running here was equivalent to seeking death. But when he saw the figure clearly, Qiu Chi was stunned.

“Isn’t this… Fang Yun? There’s no mistake, he’s still wearing the Talented Scholar’s robe! No other Talented Scholar could have made it here, but… he couldn’t have either! He should have fainted in the Weak Water by now!”

Qiu Chi stared at Fang Yun’s back, stunned for a moment, a look of shame on his face. But then he clenched his fists, determination in his eyes, and quickened his pace.

At the end of the Strange Wind Canyon, the wind howled angrily, and the clothes of every Presented Scholar fluttered in the wind.

Liu Zizhi shielded his face with his arm, slowly walking against the wind. His eyes squinted, looking ahead, seeing that he was less than fifty feet away from passing through the Strange Wind Canyon, he couldn’t help but laugh.

His eyes held a faint pride and arrogance, followed by a mocking look, mocking the paper tiger who couldn’t even cross the Weak Water River.

However, the mocking look on his face disappeared, replaced by infinite confidence. His Courage to Write had progressed further, touching the edge of the first realm.

Liu Zizhi showed a joyful smile. Even if an ordinary Presented Scholar could touch the edge of the first realm of the Courage to Write, it was enough to be considered a genius, worthy of being called the top Presented Scholar in Jing Kingdom.

The first eighty of the Holy Land Road is within reach! Liu Zizhi thought.

“Uh…” Liu Zizhi suddenly made a sound as if he was choked by a mooncake, subconsciously stopping in his tracks, staring blankly at the figure that suddenly appeared in front of him.

Liu Zizhi felt as if all the beautiful things he had imagined before were shattered by this figure.

“How could you possibly cross the Weak Water!” Liu Zizhi couldn’t help but yell, then the strong wind rushed into his mouth, choking him and making him cough.

Then, Liu Zizhi found that his Courage to Write, which had just made some progress, suddenly regressed, returning to its original state.

Liu Zizhi clutched his chest, his face pale, but he gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, filled with hatred, and struggled to move forward.

“I won’t lose to you! You’re just a mere Talented Scholar, I’m the top scholar of Jiang State, the future top scholar of Jing Kingdom, how can I let you ruin me and our Liu family! I won’t lose!” Liu Zizhi roared in his heart, step by step forward.

Before long, Fang Yun surpassed everyone.

The Presented Scholars were startled to see a man in a Talented Scholar’s robe suddenly appear in front of them. Especially those who had seen Fang Yun at the Weak Water River, they couldn’t believe their eyes.

Fang Yun kept jogging, and when he was ten feet away from the exit of the canyon, he finally slowed down, because the strange wind here was stronger than before, and it was an invisible tornado, which could not only roll his body, but also had a strong destructive power to his Courage to Write and Palace of Literature.

It was this invisible tornado that made the Strange Wind Canyon a dead end for Talented Scholars.

The strange wind outside Fang Yun’s Palace of Literature suddenly intensified, but the stars in the starry sky of the Palace of Literature emitted little starlight, falling on the Courage to Write, making its power stronger, resisting the final strange wind, and finally, Fang Yun entered the white fog.

The power of Fang Yun’s Courage to Write was always confined within the Palace of Literature and did not leak out, so no one noticed that he had the Courage to Write.

Seeing Fang Yun enter the fog, the Presented Scholars felt empty and extremely disappointed, but then, each of them ignited their fighting spirit and strove to move forward.

Fang Yun entered the white fog, becoming more vigilant.

The changing fog was far more dangerous than the Weak Water and Strange Wind.

The strongest Weak Water and Strange Wind in the Holy Land could easily kill a Great Scholar, but no matter how strong they were, they were still dead objects, while the changing fog had a certain level of intelligence. What’s more terrifying was that the more Demon Barbarians or people the changing fog killed, the higher its intelligence and the stronger its power.

If the changing fog absorbed a certain amount of holy blood, holy jade, and other holy objects, it would break out of its cocoon and transform into a butterfly. (To be continued.)