Chapter 826: Transmigrating to the Immortal Cultivation World as a Copyist Lord

"How about it, Brother Lu? If you can't write one, there's no need to force it. Just admit it directly." Yang Changbin saw Immortal Fairy pause, and he sneered, concluding that Lu Yang couldn't compose a poem.

Meng Jingzhou wanted to write a poem, but the problem was he genuinely couldn't. His skill level was only enough for doggerel.

Meng Jingyu looked anxiously at Immortal Fairy, tugging at her sleeve, clearly worried. She could also see that Zhong Yi and Yang Changbin were deliberately targeting Brother Lu Yang.

Luo Wushuang frowned, feeling Yang Changbin was going too far.

"I'll write it then," Immortal Fairy said. She took out the Four Treasures of the Study from her identity jade token, ground the ink, and began to write. Soon, she had completed a *ci* poem.

"So fast?" Yang Changbin frowned. It was as if it had been prepared beforehand; she wrote without the slightest hesitation. An ominous feeling arose in him for no reason. Could Lu Yang truly be proficient in the Confucian path?

The maid took the poem and handed it to Ye Mengyin, who was behind the green veil. Ye Mengyin noticed the commotion in front of the green veil. Hearing Yang Changbin demand a poem from Lu Yang, she had intended to help Lu Yang out of the situation, but she hadn't expected Lu Yang to actually be able to compose a *ci* poem on the spot. She scanned the few short lines and immediately showed a look of astonishment. Her hands trembled uncontrollably with excitement. "Is this... is this really a *ci* poem composed by Fellow Daoist Lu Yang on the spot?" She had been ready to write and recite a *ci* poem for Lu Yang if he couldn't. She never imagined Fellow Daoist Lu Yang's talent was so extraordinary.

"Miss?" the maid quietly prompted, noticing Ye Mengyin's unusual behavior.

Ye Mengyin awoke as if from a dream, regained her composure, and prepared to recite the poem.

"Why isn't Fellow Daoist Ye reciting the poem yet?" Zhong Yi raised an eyebrow. This had never happened before, and everyone was curious.

Just then, Ye Mengyin's clear voice came from behind the green veil: "'Green Jade Case: Lantern Festival'..." Everyone fell silent, eager to hear what Lu Yang had written—whether it was doggerel or a masterpiece.

"The east wind at night unfolds a thousand trees of blossoms.It further blows down stars like rain.Precious carriages and sculpted chariots fill the road with fragrance.Phoenix flutes resound, jade lamps gleam, and fish and dragons dance through the night."

A complete silence fell. All those present were deeply immersed in the scene depicted by the *ci* poem, unable to extricate themselves. "'...fish and dragons dance through the night.' Just a few short lines in the first stanza have so vividly depicted the scene of the Lantern Festival." There were many poems and *ci* poems describing the Lantern Festival, but to immerse someone in fantasy with just a few lines was something unseen for hundreds of years. Some secretly glanced at Yang Changbin. Regardless of how the second stanza was written, the exquisite descriptive technique of the first stanza alone surpassed Yang Changbin's overly ornate *ci* poem by miles.

Yang Changbin's face turned ashen. He hadn't expected his carefully prepared poem to be inferior to Lu Yang's impromptu creation. He snorted coldly. "What if the first stanza is well-written? If the second stanza is mediocre, it will ruin the entire poem."

Meng Jingzhou, however, was not too surprised. After all, for an omnipotent ancient immortal, writing a few good poems or *ci* poems was no problem.

Meng Jingyu looked at Immortal Fairy with adoration, finding her increasingly impressive. "Not only is Brother Lu Yang highly talented in cultivation and combat, but is he also so good at poetry and prose?"

From behind the green veil, Ye Mengyin softly read the second stanza.

"Moths and snow-willows, golden threads entwined.Their graceful smiles and soft whispers carry a subtle fragrance as they depart.I sought him a thousand times through the crowds.Suddenly I turned my head, and there he was... where the lamplight dimly shone."

As she finished reading, Ye Mengyin stared blankly at the last line. She had only glanced at it hastily before and couldn't grasp its meaning, but as she recited it in front of everyone, she gradually deciphered Lu Yang's intention. "'...and there he was in the fading lamplight.' Was this line written for me...?"

Not a sound was heard. After hearing the second stanza, someone who was about to drink tea froze, his arm suspended in mid-air, holding the teacup unable to bring it to his lips. More people turned their heads in shock, staring at Immortal Fairy with disbelief on their faces. If the beautiful scenery described in the first stanza was a rare and excellent *ci* poem, then the description in the second stanza elevated the poem to an even higher level. A renowned *ci* poem for all ages! With the appearance of this *ci* poem, it overshadowed all others throughout history. Any other *ci* poem describing the Lantern Festival became inferior, with no possibility of comparison!

Yang Changbin had intended to find fault and embarrass Lu Yang even if the second stanza was well-written. But when Ye Mengyin recited the second stanza, he opened his mouth, unable to utter a single word, and could only close it in frustration. He didn't even have the right to comment on this *ci* poem.

"Why is everyone looking at me?" Immortal Fairy turned to look at Meng Jingyu beside her. Their eyes met, and she didn't quite understand why everyone's reaction was so strong, finding it a bit baffling.

Meng Jingyu was currently immersed in the description "I sought him a thousand times through the crowds. Suddenly I turned my head, and there he was in the fading lamplight." When her eyes met Immortal Fairy's, her heart began to pound uncontrollably. "Is this using poetry to express affection? Could it be that Brother Lu Yang has been looking for me all along?"

"Excellent, excellent! I never imagined Brother Lu truly inherited the teachings of Daoist Buyu, to be able to compose such a timeless masterpiece!" Zhong Yi had intended to use this opportunity to embarrass Lu Yang, but he hadn't expected Lu Yang to be so discreet, always presenting himself as a cultivation genius and never revealing his identity as a Confucian practitioner. Zhong Yi considered himself quite cunning, but if he possessed such talent, he certainly couldn't hide it. He would have used it to achieve fame long ago, not waited until today. Furthermore, Lu Yang hadn't fallen for his repeated provocations just now. Zhong Yi's gaze towards Lu Yang subtly carried fear. Antagonizing someone with such profound depth of mind would surely lead to his own misfortune!

"'This is 'not proficient in poetry'?" Luo Wushuang recalled Lu Yang's earlier words, looking at him with a wry smile. "If this wasn't considered proficient in poetry, then no one in the world would dare call themselves a poet or *ci* poet."

"Just learned it," Immortal Fairy chuckled, scratching the back of her head. She had seen such expressions on people's faces before, when she had taken Xiao Ling and Lianyi to "play the pig to eat the tiger." She hadn't expected the *ci* poem her "Second Boss" helped her compose to have such an effect.

"Xiaoyangzi, you're amazing!" In the mental space, Immortal Fairy excitedly looked at Lu Yang. She hadn't felt this way in a long time. "Hmm, Xiaoyangzi, what's with that expression?"

Lu Yang had a strange expression, having already anticipated everyone's reaction. He sighed, "It's nothing. I just didn't expect that my identity could be used this way." Lu Yang truly hadn't expected that he would one day be able to show off by plagiarizing, even if it was Immortal Fairy using his identity to do the showing off.

Immortal Fairy didn't quite understand what Lu Yang meant. "Your identity?" She remembered Lu Yang often saying that she was supposed to be a cheat code, or a "wise old grandpa" or "wise old grandma" who accompanies one. She asked Lu Yang what he meant, and Lu Yang explained it meant residing in one's mental space and using knowledge to help the body's owner impress others. Thinking of this, Immortal Fairy suddenly understood. "Oh, I get it! Following your terminology, Xiaoyangzi, your current identity is 'portable old guy'!"

Lu Yang: "..."

"I helped you show off, and this is how you repay me?"