Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny

Chapter 2728: Chapter 2729: The Sage of Letters’ Tablet

The sudden appearance of these two individuals shattered the tense atmosphere at the scene.

Even the people in black halted their steps, casting strange looks at the approaching pair.

Because they were also puzzled, hadn’t they blocked off this street before making a move?

Moreover, with so many people here, anyone normal should notice something amiss!

It was at this moment that among the four, Yao Yachao reacted the fastest and immediately shouted.

"Help! Brother, save us! We are scholars, these people are villains trying to harm us!"

In the urgency of the moment, Yao Yachao didn’t know what else to say and even blurted out idioms like ’attempting mischief’.

Upon hearing this, the veiled young woman finally noticed there was indeed a crowd on the street and fearfully hid behind the young man.

The young man in white slowly lifted his gaze, first sizing up Zhuo Benzheng, Yao Yachao, and the other two, then turned his attention to the people in black.

At that point, the leader among the black-clad people shouted firmly, "Shura Hall at work, unrelated persons must leave quickly, or be killed without mercy."

The young man chuckled, "Shura Hall... never thought I’d meet you here!"

"Stop blabbering and get lost!" one of the black-clad men scolded.

Instead, the youth ignored this and looked up at the tightly closed Wan Hua Lou.

"Ren Ning, is this the Wan Hua Lou you mentioned? Why is it not open?"

Exactly!

The two people coming here were Xue An and Ren Ning.

They came from Ren’an City, traveled leisurely without rushing, and finally arrived at Ling’an City today.

Upon entering Ling’an City, Ren Ning became excited.

When she lived at the Ren Family, due to the dreariness of life, she became extremely fond of storybooks.

After reading many she decided to try writing herself, so she submitted stories to several storybook selections.

As it turned out, one of her stories was published.

Upon receiving the sample print of her novel, Ren Ning was ecstatic and couldn’t stop.

After serialized a few stories, her fresh and poignant writing earned her a large following, with one letter from Wan Hua Lou in Ling’an City catching her attention.

Because the letter detailed a similar tragic life story of a girl.

Her mother died young, and she lived with her father until her father was killed by his enemies at ten years old, after which she was left to wander and eventually became a courtesan.

This tragic experience touched Ren Ning deeply, and remembering her own past, she felt a shared sorrow and wrote back.

Back and forth, she became friends with the girl from Wan Hua Lou, a friend she never met.

So upon arriving in Ling’an City with Xue An today, Ren Ning was exceptionally eager, wanting to meet this pen pal desperately.

But unexpectedly, the Wan Hua Lou described with bright lights and bustling activity was now closed and deserted.

Ren Ning peeked out from behind Xue An looking visibly confused.

"Yes, what’s going on? She told me it was lively here!"

At that moment, the men in black glanced at each other, then one stepped forward coldly saying.

"Did you hear what we said? Hurry up and leave, or else..."

Before he could finish, Xue An suddenly lowered his head and glanced coldly at him.

Thud!

With just a casual glance, the man in black felt as if he had been struck in the chest with a heavy hammer, flying backward and smashing through a wall, silent thereafter.

This earth-shattering blow shocked the remaining black-clad men.

Because no one saw how the youth in white made his move.

Seemingly just a glance was enough to send the man in black soaring.

Trapped inside, Zhuo Benzheng and the other three were overjoyed.

Yao Yachao shouted loudly, "Sir, please don’t let these guys go, the Wan Hua Lou being closed involves them too!"

Yao Yachao had earlier heard Ren Ning and Xue An’s conversation, knowing they were here looking for someone at Wan Hua Lou, hence he shouted immediately.

Meanwhile, the remaining people in black realized that the youth in white was no easy opponent, but the Second Hall Master ordered Zhuo Benzheng be captured tonight.

Shura Hall had strict rules, failing a command often meant deadly consequences.

Hence they did not retreat, instead surging forward to fight the youth in white as a group.

Xue An responded with a slight cold smile, ready to act.

But just then, a brilliant light came from the eastern sky, instantly arriving above Ling’an City.

Boom!

When this light stopped above Ling’an City, a vast and enormous righteous energy descended, enveloping the city within an instant.

Where righteousness covers, all hostility dissipates into nothingness.

Even the black-clad individuals, ready to strike, found their attacks inexplicably blocked.

Amidst their surprise, an awe-inspiring voice descended from the sky.

"The Stele of the Literary Sage is here, all evil retreat!"

Soon the light exploded in dazzling brilliance, an eye-catching sight.

Accompanying it was a deep pressure and intimidation.

As if the light could cleanse the inner evil of people, making them unable to muster any fighting spirit.

The black-clad individuals stood trembling in place.

Xue An gazed at the sky with great interest.

His view was unaffected by the brilliant light, clearly allowing him to see what descended above Ling’an City was a black stele-like object.

It was devoid of adornments, with only a single large character in the center.

Justice!

Xue An’s pupils slightly contracted.

Because the character was written in precisely squared script, with each stroke containing immense pressure.

The Stele of the Literary Sage?

Interesting!

Xue An’s lips curled into a faint smile.

He could clearly sense that when the Stele of the Literary Sage appeared above Ling’an City, it suppressed the entire city.

No, the term suppression wasn’t quite right, it created something akin to a Domain.

Within this Domain, the Stele claimed absolute advantage, affecting everyone’s Cultivation Level and thoughts.

This was why the black-clad men couldn’t even launch an attack.

Even Xue An couldn’t help but be influenced, highlighting the overbearing strength of the Stele.

Just then, a figure flew up from within the city, swiftly reaching the Stele and respectfully bowed first, then turned and laughed loudly toward the east.

"Which grand scholar from the poetry society is visiting, Xu Ling’an welcomes you!"

As soon as he boomed his voice, a green bull elegantly approached from the eastern sky.