Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes

Seeing Yang Zhen just sitting down like that, Lin Shilang became very angry. He pointed at Yang Zhen and shouted, “Stand up! Is the master’s cushion something you can just sit on as you please?”

Sister Big Head frowned and snapped back, “Young Master Lin, shut up. It appears as if Yang Zhen is having a moment of insight. If you continue to scream, this old woman will throw you out!”

Lin Shilang was startled, and he looked at Sister Big Head in disbelief. Upon seeing the giant sword placed behind her, his heart trembled. Immediately his face turned green with envy. He pointed at Yang Zhen and said, “This is not an insight moment. It is clearly disrespect to the master! Even though I, Lin have never had an insight moment, I’ve heard that when one does occur, there will be fluctuations in the practitioner’s True Essence, which would cause some sort of phenomena. But he…what?”

He didn’t finish speaking when his face suddenly changed again and turned pale.

Sister Big Head, too, exclaimed in surprise. The giant sword she held behind her clattered onto the ground, and she shot a warning look at Lin Shilang. Lin Shilang seemed to understand Sister Big Head’s warning. He shot an aggrieved and unwilling glance towards Yang Zhen.

Just now, a flash of golden light seemed to have passed over Yang Zhen’s body It looked like spirit energy, yet resembled an inscription. It was incredibly mysterious.

It was an ordinary room, besides the writing utensils and many of the master’s artistic treasures. The only thing about it that seemed perhaps a little out of the ordinary was the lingering scent of books, which was quite rich.

Yang Zhen, who seemed not to have heard the conversation between the two, closed his eyes as soon as he took a seat on the cushion, and remained as motionless as an old monk in meditation.

m the beginning, Lin Shilang thought Yang Zhen was posturing. Even with Sister Big Head’s staunch defense of Yang, under the threat of her giant sword, he still wanted to expose Yang’s pretense.

But just now, a flash of spirit energy passed over Yang Zhen’s body.

Spiritual energy and True Essence are different. Both are the energy of heaven and earth and equally boundless, but spiritual energy exists as if it were an inscription, and is even more profound than the natural inscriptions of the world.

Because the constitution of spiritual energy is not innate, it is the inscription-like words made from the practitioner’s spirit energy concentration.

It is an acquired inscription. Some are weaker than natural inscriptions, but some are even stronger.

That’s why the master was so highly revered.

The inscriptions of the spirit were directly created by the master himself, who can be considered as the pioneer of the Cultivation World.

The reason the master hasn’t chosen a direct disciple until now is that among the numerous students in the world, none have been able to form spiritual inscriptions, let alone have a genuine understanding of them.

The concept of spiritual inscriptions is something that can lead onto the path of enlightenment.

A trace of envy flashed in Lin Shilang’s eyes, followed by a hardly discernible smile at the corner of his mouth.

The spiritual inscription had passed in a flash, indicating that Yang Zhen had not successfully condensed it, it was probably just an epiphany.

The master once said not to randomly form spiritual inscriptions, as there will be a terrifying backlash if there isn’t a profound spiritual base. One may possibly lose their life because of it.

Lin Shilang was staring at Yang Zhen, “Let’s see how long you can hold on Sure, in the master’s study, it should be easier to form inscriptions. But without a profound base of spirit, once there is a backlash, the impact will be massive. Other than losing your life, there is no second outcome!”

Having said that, Lin Shilang glanced at Sister Big Head with an indeterminate expression. He felt a little uncomfortable.

Sister Big Head was the woman every man in Xiushan City admired. Naturally, Lin Shilang was no exception. Although she was always friendly to everyone, ’ she had never shown particular closeness to any man.

That’s why Lin Shilang had never given up. A unique woman like Sister Big Head would, of course, not be easy to win over.

But today was different. Lin Shilang saw a closeness in Sister Big Head’s eyes as soon as he glanced at her. That feeling had cut him to the core, and it was the primary reason he targeted Yang Zhen.

Given that Yang Zhen was able to sense the spirit in the master’s study and even had a flash of it on his body, such talent and aptitude indeed shocked Lin Shilang.

In fact, the shock in Sister Big Head’s heart was even greater than Lin Shilang’s. As she watched Yang Zhen in disbelief, her thought process was tumultuous. She suddenly remembered something the master had once said.

The master had once told Sister Big Head with a smile, in this same study, that the room was out of this world. A person with the talent of “carrying enlightenment through writing,” once they entered, would be able to perceive it. But someone without this talent could sleep in this room all day and never enter into any level of understanding.

Could this man, who could solve most of the master’s riddles, actually have this particular kind of talent?

The gang leader held her broadsword, staring blankly at Yang Zhen’s profile. Unwittingly, she watched him with fascination – not romantically fascinated, but fascinated with his martial arts.

Everyone in Xiushan City knew how terrifying the broadsword in the gang leader’s hand was, but they didn’t know her obsession with martial arts was just as intense as the gentleman’s obsession with literature.

Outside the gentleman’s cabin door, a crowd formed at some unknown time, all looking baffled at the scene inside the cabin.

It could go without saying for the gang leader, as the owner of Blade’s Edge, she naturally commanded respect. Despite just boarding Blade’s Edge, Young Master Lin and the other two young talents who arrived with him had received equal admiration.

However, these three young talents were favored by the gang leader, had personally met the gentleman, and had received much respect and admiration. They became the object of everyone’s envy.

But at that moment, both the gang leader and Young Master Lin stood aside while Yang Zhen sat in front of them.

This… This difference in treatment was too great, right?

With such high standards, who was this young man?

“Actually, I think Young Master Lin’s words just now weren’t sarcastic at all. This youth naturally exudes a kind of literary spirit, I sensed it earlier.”

“No wonder he is destined to become the gentleman’s direct disciple, he has such strong talent. He is… he’s comprehending the gentleman’s talent isn’t he?”

“You people, aren’t you too quick to turn with the wind? Let’s not mention that Young Master Lin was summoned twice by the gentleman, even the talent fluctuations on him are much richer than those on the youth. This matter may not be as simple as it seems!”

What do you think that young man is doing?”

“He might be using the gentleman’s talent to heal his injuries!”

“Ah, it seems likely. This could explain why the gang leader and Young Master Lin were standing while this young man, with no merit or capability, was actually sitting on the gentleman’s cushion.”

The crowd was murmuring quietly, all focused on the situation inside.

Hum!

At that moment, a golden light suddenly burst from Yang Zhen, countless characters erupted from his body, and in the blink of an eye, filled the entire room.

A gust of wind howled around them, waves of air rolling about, merely brushed over the scrolls without even disrupting a single piece of paper.

The terrifying literary aura erupted, startling everyone. The gang leader and Young Master Lin looked at Yang Zhen with astonishment clearly written on their faces.

Especially Lin Shilang, who under an expression of horror, exclaimed, “Ah…

Literary Aura Inscriptions, how is this possible?”

Boom!

The gang leader shut the door with a kick, looking at Yang Zhen with a wildly beating heart, equal shock and fear revealed in her eyes.

Outside the cabin, chaos ensued instantly!

“Just now Young Master Lin shouted!”

“Did he? I didn’t hear it.”

“He did, I heard it. It sounded like… ahh?”

Did he just say… Literary Aura Inscriptions?”

“What? Impossible!”

“Could it be that the disciple the gentleman has been searching for all along has…. has appeared?”