Under the care of the seniors of the Nine Provinces Number One Group, the Mountain of Myriad Books was about to land in an upside-down position. The place where it would land just happened to be the place where it was idling about before waking up.
The Mountain of Myriad Books was speechless. Mom, these people are truly scary. I want to go back home!
However, the situation was dire. Its mountain peak would soon hit the ground... if this continued, even its mountain peak would break!
At this time, the Mountain of Myriad Books felt as if it was being Stressed by a Mountain of Myriad Books!
Song Shuhang scratched his head in embarrassment. He felt somewhat sorry for what had happened to the Mountain of Myriad Books. His words from earlier unwittingly attracted the attention of the seniors of the Nine Provinces Number One Group, and put the Mountain of Myriad Books through a lot of trouble.
Even if the Mountain of Myriad Books didn't have a face, Song Shuhang could well imagine how dumbfounded it would have been at this time. Hopefully, this experience wouldn't leave too much of a trauma in its heart.
After seeing that the Mountain of Myriad Books was about to hit the ground, Song Shuhang assumed a crouching position, preparing to welcome the incoming shock wave.
"I'm about to fall to the ground! Nooo! Arms, quickly grow out again!" the Mountain of Myriad Books called out. However, its thin arms had already crumbled, and they weren't showing any sign of growing back within a short period. It was very likely that someone would need to repair them.
"Aaaaah!" The Mountain of Myriad Books called out in alarm.
Perhaps because it was too scared, in the next moment, Mountain of Myriad Books did something that left all the members of the Nine Provinces Number One Group dumbfounded.
Its originally short and thick legs suddenly stretched out. After that, they bent as though they were the flexible legs of a gymnast and touched the ground.
If it was a beautiful woman, it would seem as though she was doing a backbend. However, the Mountain of Myriad Books didn't even have a 'back', and in its current position, its legs were bent and touching the ground with its huge mountain body hanging midair.
Only God knew how those two legs could support all that weight after stretching out like that.
Still... from a certain point of view, the current Mountain of Myriad Books could be considered standing upside down.
This posture was simply too 'beautiful', to the point that Song Shuhang couldn't bear to look at it anymore.
Venerable White gasped with admiration, and said, "Ooooh, that was awesome."
The Mountain of Myriad Books said anxiously, "I can't resist anymore... I'm close to my limit, quickly turn me over!"
Venerable White shook his head, and said, "We haven't found the Still Pond of Wisdom yet!"
"To hell with this Still Pond of Wisdom! As far as my memory goes, I've never heard of this thing! I've stood upside down thousands of times in the past, and that thing never appeared! Quickly help me get up. Otherwise, I'll die!"
"Try to resist for a little more. Don't give up just yet," Venerable White encouraged the mountain.
"What little more! I feel like crying at this time!" The big legs of the Mountain of Myriad Books were already shivering.
Young Master Phoenix Slayer's eyes suddenly lit up as he said, "You feel like crying? Is it possible that the Still Pond of Wisdom is something formed by the tears of the Mountain of Myriad Books after the latter can't bear it anymore?"
The Mountain of Myriad Books was really big. If it started crying, its tears would immediately form a small lake, right?
"Stop joking! I can't even shed tears! It was just a figure of speech, alright? Have you ever seen a 'mountain' cry?" The Mountain of Myriad Books called out.
Venerable White was somewhat disappointed as he said, "It seems it can't cry... in addition, I still don't see any 'Still Pond of Wisdom'. From the looks of it, overturning the Mountain of Myriad Books isn't going to lead us to the Still Pond of Wisdom..."
Young Master Phoenix Slayer pondered for a short while, and said, "Perhaps we need to turn it upside down in a specific location to make the Still Pond of Wisdom appear?"
Several mechanisms worked that way. One needed the right time, location, and conditions to make them work properly.
"However, what might be the correct location?" Venerable White yawned. He had started to get sleepy.
"Perhaps we should put it down?" Song Shuhang said. He had been paying attention to the sky all along, and, at this time, a figure was quickly approaching.
It was True Monarch Eternal Fire; he was finally here. Now then, how would he react after seeing his Mountain of Myriad Books doing backbends like a gymnast?
"There is no hurry, let's wait some more. I'm really interested in the Still Pond of Wisdom," Venerable White replied.
Song Shuhang reminded, "Senior True Monarch Eternal Fire is already here."
"It doesn't matter. He must have already seen everything. So, it doesn't make any difference," Venerable White said lazily.
Just as they were discussing, True Monarch Eternal Fire had already landed in front of Song Shuhang and the others. He looked at the Mountain of Myriad Books and forced a smile, saying, "What is happening here?"
Didn't they say that the Mountain of Myriad Books had failed to stand upside down after growing out arms and legs, getting injured in the process? As such, why was it bending like a contortionist now?
Venerable White rubbed his eyes and was about to reply when something happened.
The Mountain of Myriad Books split open!
The 600+ meters tall Mountain of Myriad Books split open from the middle and revealed two gigantic... book pages?
Was this the true nature of the Mountain of Myriad Books?
The Mountain of Myriad Books was actually... a book?
Song Shuhang was dumbfounded.
"Wait a moment, what is happening?" The most surprised was the Mountain of Myriad Books itself. "Why am I splitting? What's that glistening thing that appeared in my belly? Am I dying?!"
After seeing this scene, Venerable White's eyes immediately lit up. Was the Still Pond of Wisdom about to appear?
What kind of treasure would they find inside?
But then, Venerable White suddenly thought of something.
Venerable White looked at True Monarch Eternal Fire. Even if the Still Pond of Wisdom appeared and they found some treasure inside... the master of this place was now here. As such, even if they found some treasure, they would have to give it to the master of the place.
After thinking up to this point, Venerable White's interested was greatly reduced.
At this time, the Mountain of Myriad Books had completely split open, revealing the letters written on its pages. The colossal letters filled the whole page.
Song Shuhang was very familiar with these letters... those were the ancient characters that the scholars used. For example, that ❮Self-Cultivating Prose Poetry of the Sage❯ he had to write down from memory in the infinite make-up test space was written with these characters.
Even if Song Shuhang had now learned how to 'write down from memory' the ❮Self-Cultivating Prose Poetry of the Sage❯, he still couldn't distinguish or recognize these ancient characters.
"Senior Eternal Fire, what is written on those pages?" Song Shuhang asked out of curiosity.
True Monarch Eternal Fire took a look and said, "That's the ❮Disposition-Tempering Prose Poetry of the Sage❯."
"The ❮Disposition-Tempering Prose Poetry of the Sage❯?" The corner of Song Shuhang's mouth twitched.
After hearing this name, he knew that the content of those two pages was closely related to the ❮Self-Cultivating Prose Poetry of the Sage❯.
However... what was the relationship between this thing and the Still Pond of Wisdom?
Was it possible that he would have to enter something akin to that infinite make-up test space again and write down from memory the ❮Disposition-Tempering Prose Poetry of the Sage❯ to make the Still Pond of Wisdom appear?
As soon as he thought of that infinite make-up test space, Song Shuhang felt a shiver run down his spine.
Then, he subconsciously opened his eyes wide, relying on the powerful memory that cultivators had to forcefully note down the ❮Disposition-Tempering Prose Poetry of the Sage❯.
It was better to record it down as soon as possible. Perhaps it might come in handy later...