Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny

Chapter 2789: Chapter 2790: Don’t Believe Me? Then I’ll Hit Them with Poetry Until They Do!

Things have gotten this bad, so why does the young master Xue not seem worried at all, even thinking this is no big deal?

Xue An shrugged, "Yeah, it really is no big deal, because those eleven poems were actually copied by me!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone at the main table was stunned.

Fu Yuanfeng, Zhuang Manni, and others stared at Xue An, dumbfounded.

Xu Ling’an almost choked on his own saliva and asked in a changed voice, "What did you say?"

Xue An replied nonchalantly, "I said those eleven poems were copied by me!"

"Copied from which book?" Xu Ling’an immediately asked.

"Uh... copied from a book called the Three Hundred Tang Poems."

The Three Hundred Tang Poems?

Xu Ling’an, Fu Yuanfeng, Zhuang Manni, and others looked at each other, seeing the confusion in each other’s eyes.

This was the first time they’ve heard this name.

"Who wrote this Three Hundred Tang Poems and when was it completed?" Xu Ling’an pursued tirelessly.

"Who wrote it...," Xue An scratched his head, "There are so many authors, I can’t quite remember! As for its year of completion, roughly between 618 and 907 A.D., it took a full 289 years to compile!"

After finishing, Xue An smiled slightly at Xu Ling’an and the others, "Got it?"

Of course, Xu Ling’an and the others didn’t get it; they sat dumbly in their chairs, venting inwardly.

What is this all about!

What does it mean to not remember the authors, and what are these strings of numbers and years?

Who could write a book over 289 years?

Xu Ling’an said with a mixture of laughter and tears, "Young master, let’s not joke, shall we?"

Fu Yuanfeng also said, "Yes, young master, this matter is of great importance, it concerns the reputation of our Ling’an Domain, it must not be taken lightly!"

Looking at the earnest faces of Xu Ling’an, Fu Yuanfeng, and others, Xue An sighed softly, "Everything I said is true, why don’t you believe me?"

Everyone was speechless.

It was Zhuang Manni who suddenly sighed deeply at this moment.

"I understand now, young master must disdain explaining to those petty folks, so he made up this story, right?"

Xue An was slightly startled, looking at Zhuang Manni with surprise.

His expression further corroborated Zhuang Manni’s conjecture.

Only to see her excitedly say, "Young master has a noble character, like clouds in the high heavens, naturally disdainful of wasting words with those contemptible people, as they say, the pure are pure, the impure are impure, young master’s realm is indeed far above ours!"

After speaking, Zhuang Manni stood up and paid deep respect to Xue An.

And her words also enlightened Xu Ling’an, Fu Yuanfeng, and others, who all suddenly looked enlightened, then stood up one after another to salute Xue An.

"Young master, great wisdom!"

Faced with these people’s actions, Xue An was utterly speechless, looking at Zhuang Manni standing at the front, with only one thought in his mind.

Women... truly are creatures adept at self-delusion and self-moving!

"Alright, get up now!" Xue An said indifferently.

He was too lazy to explain anything more.

Anyway, no matter how he explained, these people wouldn’t believe him, so he might as well just let them be!

Only then did Xu Ling’an, Fu Yuanfeng, and others stand up and return to their seats.

Only Zhuang Manni remained in place, instead raising her head to look at Xue An with bright eyes.

"Do you have anything else?" Xue An raised his eyebrows slightly.

He was really somewhat afraid of such women adept at self-delusion.

Zhuang Manni took a deep breath and slowly said, "I have no other matters, I only wish to advise young master; although you have a noble character and disdain explaining to the mundane, this matter doesn’t concern only you; it is also intimately connected with millions of scholars in the Ling’an Domain!"

"If you were truly successfully defamed by those mundane people, it would be a huge blow to Ling’an Domain’s literary fortunes!"

"Oh? Is it that serious?" Xue An asked in return.

"Indeed, after this Ling’an Literary Meet, you are already the leader of literature in the Ling’an Domain; if you fall, it won’t just be the literary fortunes of Ling’an Domain that suffer, but also the beliefs of millions of scholars, and at that time, who knows how many scholars will henceforth idle away or sink into oblivion!" Zhuang Manni said somberly.

"Yes, what Sister Zhuang says is correct, even for the sake of millions of scholars in Ling’an Domain, young master must not easily fall!" Fu Yuanfeng stood up once more and saluted.

Xue An fell into silence.

Honestly, he really never cared about reputation.

He came to this world to find that person who altered the timelines of the Multiverse.

The rest happened just in passing.

So he straightforwardly admitted that the poems he made were all from Huaxia’s Tang poetry.

But who would’ve thought this matter would now involve the literary fortunes of the entire Ling’an Domain.

If those scholars were truly punished because of him, that would be a senseless disaster.

Thinking of this, Xue An nodded, "Well, since that’s the case, I’ll just explain to them when the time comes."

Xu Ling’an shook his head, "Explanation is useless, at this point in the Central Region, there is already a consensus fueled by those with ill intentions; even if you explain, they won’t believe it!"

"Damn, those Central Region bastards are downright hateful; they just can’t abide by our poor and remote place producing a talent like young master, so they maliciously slander!" Bao Luo from Yunjing City suddenly said with hatred.

"Indeed, they’re just jealous! But the problem is, now the narrative control is in their hands, we are utterly powerless!" Fu Yuanfeng said with a bitter smile, evidently aware of the situation yet helpless.

Everyone fell into silence.

Every person’s face showed displeasure.

At this moment, Xue An said lightly, "Actually, there’s still a way!"

"Oh? What way?" The eyes of everyone lit up, asking in unison.

Xue An extended his slender, bamboo-like fingers, gently rotating the wine cup on the table.

"Since they don’t believe those eleven poems were made by me, I’ll just make another eleven poems right in front of them, using their rules, then."

Everyone’s eyes widened.

Xue An continued, "They can choose the topics, then I’ll create poems under their supervision, they can’t possibly claim this is copied, can they?"

Xue An blinked, "What do you all think?"

Before Fu Yuanfeng and others could speak, Zhuang Manni was the first to exclaim her approval.

Just seeing her excited, with a flush on her cheeks, "Great idea, in this way not only can young master’s talents be proven, but the previous plagiarism rumors dispelled, truly a wonderful strategy that kills two birds with one stone!"

"It’s great, but wouldn’t the risk be somewhat too high?" Xu Ling’an hesitated.

After all, it would mean going to their territory and doing things according to their rules; a mistake then would mean the efforts up to then would be for naught.

Xue An simply smiled indifferently at this.

"Rest assured, since I dare say it, it proves I’m completely confident; the general literary conference is imminent, aren’t they skeptical? Then I’ll do it right before the whole world..."

Xue An drank the wine in his cup in one gulp, his gaze sharp like a knife, "Use poetry to hit them into belief!"