Carrying hundreds of books, Tai Long returned to the Li Clan's estate.
Along the way, every clan mber who saw him cast bewildered glances in his direction.
The Li Clan was known for their strength, not intelligence.
Forget reading books—so of them could barely recognize a few characters.
Tai Long himself had been the sa in the past. He would sleep through every class, and as for studying? It was already a blessing if he didn't beat up his teachers!
How could he possibly be reading books now?
Yet today, he was doing exactly that—carrying back hundreds of books!
"Young Master, are you really carrying... books?"
"I bet there's a treasure map hidden in there!"
"Nonsense! They must be dirty magazines, or maybe even illustrated erotica!"
Laughter erupted among the soul masters of the Li Clan.
Tai Long rolled his eyes and snapped, "Quit looking down on ! Starting today, I'm going to be a scholar! I'll read at least ten books a day!"
Though he was cursing at them, his tone was deadly serious.
The others could tell that he wasn't joking.
This ti, Tai Long truly ant it!
"This... this isn't right! Is he really our Young Master?"
"Tai Long is reading? The sun must be rising from the west!"
"I must be dreaming!"
Ignoring their comnts, Tai Long returned to his room, piled the books onto his bed, and leaned against it to start reading.
Since this was an assignnt from Master Dan Heng, he had to complete it.
Hundreds of books? So what?
If he finished them all, he would prove his determination to follow Master Dan Heng!
Besides, Tai Long had a gut feeling.
Master Dan Heng wasn't as simple as he appeared. Perhaps he was a hidden expert—just like the legendary reclusive masters described in old stories.
However, as soon as he started reading the first book, he couldn't help but feel drowsy. His eyelids grew heavy.
With a sharp slap! he smacked himself across the face.
A red mark appeared on his cheek.
Now that he was more awake, he forced himself to focus on the book again.
But before long, sleepiness crept back.
Slap!
Tai Long hit himself even harder this ti.
And so, he continued reading.
Slap! Slap!
——
By dinnerti, Tai Long had finished two books.
Moreover, his tendency to get drowsy while reading had lessened.
From these books, he had learned things he had never noticed before—things that could actually be applied in real combat!
Tai Long stroked his chin thoughtfully. Master Dan Heng's book selections are genuinely useful!
Much better than those useless teachers at school!
Just then—
BANG!
The door burst open.
A figure stord in.
It was Tai Long's father, Tai Nuo.
His eyes burned with fury as he spotted the mountain of books on Tai Long's bed.
A gust of wind followed as he charged forward.
Pointing a trembling finger at Tai Long, he roared, "You little brat! What the hell are you doing? Reading books? Do you have no ambition?!"
Tai Nuo was shaking with rage, his teeth clenched.
Tai Long quickly stood up, blocking his father's path with a wary expression.
"What's wrong with reading books?! Isn't that what school is for?!"
Tai Long argued confidently.
"Bullshit! Books are written by weaklings—boring and useless! Instead of wasting ti on this nonsense, you should be ditating or training! You're making sick! What's so great about reading? I'd rather you go out and play!"
Tai Nuo's face turned red as he raged.
Tai Long snorted, "I just realized how valuable books are. I'm going to finish them all. Don't try to stop ."
"How dare you talk back to your father?! I'll tear them all up!"
Enraged, Tai Nuo lunged toward the books on the bed.
Tai Long quickly stepped in front of him, grabbing onto his father tightly.
"No! Master Dan Heng picked these books for !"
Despite using all his strength, Tai Long was still being pushed back by his father.
Then, he suddenly recalled a wrestling technique from one of the books he had just read.
He shifted his weight, and the mont Tai Nuo exerted force, Tai Long twisted his body—using his father's strength against him!
With a whoosh, Tai Nuo was thrown off balance.
"Whoa—?!"
He spun through the air and landed outside the doorway with a heavy thud.
Climbing to his feet, Tai Nuo glared at his son.
"You little brat, your strength has improved!"
Tai Long quickly ran up, blocking the entrance to keep his father from getting back in.
"I learned this wrestling move from a book! Dad, you can't stop from reading—it's making stronger!"
"Stronger, my ass!" Tai Nuo cursed.
At that mont, a massive hand clamped down on Tai Nuo's shoulder.
"You little bastard, what did you just say?"
A towering, white-haired elder stepped forward. His powerful presence filled the room.
It was none other than Tai Tan—Tai Long's grandfather and the leader of the Li Clan.
A powerful Soul Douluo-level expert!
Tai Nuo imdiately froze, breaking out in a cold sweat.
"I-I... nothing, Father..." he stamred.
Tai Tan turned to Tai Long. "Little Gorilla, you want to read books?"
"Yes, Grandpa! I just realized how much useful knowledge is in them. I have to finish them all!" Tai Long replied earnestly.
Tai Nuo frantically interjected, "Father, look at this brat! He's gone mad! The Li Clan is all about strength, not reading! He must have been tricked by that Dan Heng guy!"
Tai Tan fell silent for a mont.
Truthfully, he didn't think reading was particularly useful either.
However, since Tai Long—who was usually so lazy—was insisting on it, he saw no reason to oppose him.
Besides, knowing Tai Long's personality, it wouldn't take long before he got bored and gave up.
Tai Tan gave his grandson a deep look and then chuckled.
"If Little Gorilla wants to read, let him. It won't last long anyway. Now, Tai Nuo, let's talk about sothing else..."
His smile turned sinister.
"Did you just insult my wife?"
Tai Nuo's face went pale with terror.
"F-Father, please, let explain—"
——
anwhile, in the Heaven Dou Palace.
Ever since learning about the Spirit Hall's ambitions, Emperor Xue Ye had ordered his ministers to co up with counterasures.
Yet after half a month, none of their proposals had satisfied him.
Tonight, "Xue Qinghe" visited him in secret—bringing forth a plan.
Emperor Xue Ye glanced at the docunt.
There were only three words in the title.
"Edict of Grace?"
He read with mild curiosity at first.
But as he continued, his expression changed.
His previously bored deanor vanished.
He sat up straight.
This Edict of Grace...
Was extraordinary!
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