Villain: Memory exposed, heroine reborn to atone for her sins

"Wait, there's us too." As soon as Wenren Aoxue finished speaking, Lu Qingyi pushed Lin Yang up.

"Come on, I believe you are the best." After that, she did not forget to raise her fist to encourage Lin Yang.

Lin Yang: "..."

He originally wanted to keep a low profile and just go through the motions, but when he saw Lu Qingyi's expectant eyes, he had no choice but to go ahead.

"Well, fellow Daoist, please write your name on this wooden sign." Wenren Aoxue nodded, then waved her jade hand, and a palm-sized wooden sign flew in front of Lin Yang.

Without any hesitation, Lin Yang naturally used his mental power to write his name on the wooden sign.

Once he finished writing on the wooden sign, all the registration steps were completed.

"Thanks to all of you Taoist friends for your kindness, this poetry banquet can be held. Now I will tell you the rules of the poetry banquet."

"This poetry banquet was ordered by an old ancestor of my Jixia Academy. There are not many rules, just two. One is that it is the Flower Festival, and all flowers are in full bloom. Please compose a poem to praise spring. The other is that in front of the Flower God Temple, the Flower God blesses lovers all over the world to finally get married. Please compose a poem to praise the Taoist couple in your heart."

"Anyone who can compose these two poems at the same time, no matter whether they are good or bad, will receive corresponding rewards." Wenren Aoxue bowed to everyone as a courtesy, and then introduced the rules of the poetry banquet.

"The Jixia Academy is worthy of being the leader of our righteous path. Its broad-mindedness makes us admire it."

"Yes, since the fairy has given us this opportunity today on behalf of the seniors of the academy, we will definitely go all out and will not let you down."

"Fairy Wenren, please announce the start of the poetry banquet."

Wenren Aoxue had just finished introducing the rules when waves of praise came from all around.

Indeed, compared to the other three major sects, the Jixia Academy is the righteous sect that truly does not forget the sufferings of the world. They once fought for the human race against the great demon in the center of the Tianmo Mountains. They once risked their lives to die with the demon just to stop the demon from sacrificing blood to all living things. For the sake of human inheritance, they were willing to give opportunities to people at the bottom even under pressure from the three major sects.

So even Lin Yang felt that the Jixia Academy deserved such praise.

"Okay, now I declare that the poetry banquet has officially begun. Fellow Taoists, please go all out and make sure to compose poems that comply with the rules within half an hour."

Wenren Aoxue nodded calmly to everyone, then waved her jade hand, and a transparent golden light shield appeared immediately, covering all the contestants.

Immediately afterwards, Wenren Aoxue recited a mysterious spell, and with a loud bang, an ancient and mysterious black stone tablet appeared out of thin air in front of everyone. The ancient and oppressive aura emanating from it made many people lose their minds immediately.

"The Tongtian Stele? How is this possible? How did Fairy Wenren bring the Tongtian Stele, one of the three most precious treasures of the Jixia Academy?" The moment the stele descended, countless people were shocked.

The Tongtian Stele is a mysterious object created by the sages of the Jixia Academy in order to select their successor. It was condensed with the power of heaven and earth and gathered the fortunes of heaven and earth.

This item not only has the ability to inherit the great way, but is also comparable to a top-level immortal weapon. The Jixia Academy has encountered many crises along the way, and it was this Tongtian Stele that resolved the crises.

Therefore, the power of the Tongtian Stele is well-known not only in the Southern Region, but also in this Tianhuang Continent. So when people present saw Wenren Aoxue actually brought such a divine object here, they were so shocked.

“This is not the real Monument to Heaven.” Unlike everyone else who was shocked, Lin Yang realized something was wrong as soon as he opened his Eye of Samsara.

Although this item has great power, it is still far from the level of a fairy weapon.

"Don't panic, everyone. This is a fake Tongtian Stele made by a master from my Jixia Academy. It's not even one thousandth as powerful as the real Tongtian Stele. I took it out mainly for the sake of fairness and justice, to prevent anyone from playing tricks."

Seeing everyone so shocked, Wenren Aoxue immediately started to explain.

Although this item is not even one thousandth as powerful as the real Tongtian Monument, it is more than enough to test the talents of everyone.

"A replica can actually have such power. How terrifying would the real Tongtian Stele be?" Everyone calmed themselves down and their admiration and awe for the Jixia Academy reached a new level.

After the shock, everyone began to concentrate and think hard, and everyone wanted to compete for the assessment spot in the Jixia Academy.

Only Lin Yang was the only one. While others were trying hard to think about how to write poems with profound artistic conception and far-reaching meaning, he had a calm face. He admired the flowers all over the mountain and looked gently at Lu Qingyi who looked like a fairy in the crowd.

"Are you giving up just at the beginning?" Wenren Aoxue in the crowd also noticed Lin Yang who was like a salted fish, and immediately couldn't help frowning.

My goodness, everyone else is trying their best to think of poems, but this guy comes here to appreciate the flowers and beauties. He really doesn't have any fighting spirit at all.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she finished speaking, Lin Yang picked up the pen and started writing on the paper at an extremely fast speed. His movements were smooth and seamless, and Wenren Aoxue was stunned by the sight.

Are you sure this is poetry and not just some random scribbling?

It didn't take long before Lin Yang finished writing the two poems. He then concentrated a bit of his mental energy on them, then walked out of the light shield leisurely with a calm face and brisk steps.

"Fuck, it's done so quickly?"

"This is writing poetry, how can it be that simple? I think he had no ideas, so he gave up on his own initiative."

"What do you mean by should? I, Zhen Niubi, am sure that he just has no talent and can't write poetry, so he gave up decisively."

"How do you know? Anyone who dares to sign up for the poetry banquet must be someone who has some knowledge of writing, right?"

"Bullshit, you don't know that some people are obviously not good at writing, but they like to be in the limelight to attract attention. The book says that such people are called clowns."

"I see. Fellow Daoist Zhen Niubi is amazing. I have finally understood."

As soon as Lin Yang walked out of the light shield, many people around him began to talk about it, especially the man who called himself Zhen Niubi, who insisted that Lin Yang was a pretentious person.

"Snapped!"

Just as Zhen Niubi finished his words, Lu Qingyi, who was standing beside him, slapped him in the face, knocking out three of his front teeth.

"Ah..." Zhen Niubi didn't even have the chance to react. He screamed and was kicked away by Lu Qingyi on the spot.

"It's not your turn to judge what kind of person he is. Anyone who dares to say anything about him will bear the consequences." Lu Qingyi glanced at everyone coldly, with a cold aura constantly emanating from his body.

Although she is only at the Foundation Establishment stage, she dares to face a group of cultivators who are at least at the Golden Core stage.

The courage she had to stand up for love without hesitation alone showed how important Lin Yang was to her.

"You, a mere Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator, dare to hurt my junior brother? You stinky woman, go to hell..." At this moment, a Jindan Stage cultivator holding a long sword suddenly appeared in the crowd and stabbed towards Lu Qingyi with the sword.