When a piece of inscription on the World-Suppressing Celestial Stele lit up.
Luo Qingyi and Little Phoenix both widened their eyes.
Master Legs' leg hair trembled.
Feeling deeply struck, Master Legs said, "So, when you mentioned a bunch of little tadpoles, you meant a piece of inscription..."
Ye Chen nodded and said, "That's right, a single piece of inscription is just like a little tadpole. I thought about comprehending the inscription piece by piece, but it's way too slow. After all, there are thousands and thousands of inscriptions on this World-Suppressing Celestial Stele, and it might get harder later on, so I had to take an unconventional path."
Master Legs fell silent, saying nothing.
Feeling embarrassed for boasting to Ye Chen earlier, he left quietly.
Ye Chen: "Master Legs, I won't laugh at you; I have a broader perspective."
Master Legs left silently.
Luo Qingyi stared at Ye Chen and asked, "What's with your little tadpoles?"
