If the Literary Dao can truly enlighten the world, the combat power of its cultivators should reach a terrifying realm.
"In that case, I shall take my leave now."
"I still need to visit a few other Immortal Sects."
Shen Chongming stood up and cupped his hands.
Jin Sheng also stood up and saw him out of the courtyard.
Watching his figure depart, Jin Sheng's gaze deepened, and he suddenly let out a chuckle.
"This boy is bolder than his father..."
"Fortune is elusive, but the Shen Family's younger generation of talents is endless, truly enviable."
...
September 6th.
As Shen Chonghong's wedding approached, Shen Chongming had visited all the Immortal Sects except the Suihuo Sect.
Without exception, each of the Immortal Sects either out of courtesy or didn't see any conspiracy in Shen Family's opening schools to educate the common people.
After a round of courteous visits by Shen Chongming, they all agreed to the matter.
Black Water Pond Manor, night fell.
