However, though the purple-clad woman's Literary Qi was abundant, it seemed to fall short of Jiang Cai'Er's. This was because Jiang Cai'Er's knowledge spanned both ancient and modern times; she had absorbed the wisdom of countless books from contemporary society and had also integrated innumerable rare and secret texts from the Vientiane Secret Pavilion—even drawing nourishment from the thirty thousand volumes of the Yongle Encyclopedia. In terms of both scholarship and temperament, she was already without peer.
"I am indebted to you for granting me new life. Wenshu shall never forget your kindness."
The purple-clad woman bent her knees slightly, performing an ancient curtsy. Though she had just awakened, she was as radiant as the moon, her temperament and beauty unparalleled.
