Chapter 120: Chapter 120: The Auspicious Will of the Dragon and Tiger
Translator: 549690339
More painting?
Upon hearing Yang Zhen’s words, not only Sun Yushi, but also the people around were all shocked, staring at Yang Zhen with vacant faces.
Bro, can you stop painting, please? Appreciating others’ paintings could be pleasant and even profitable, but appreciating yours makes us question life and even endangers our sanity.
What the heck have you been drawing? None of us can figure it out. Yet, amazingly, it somehow helps a little girl possessing slight talent but no cultivation towards spiritual maturity, and it even gathered five achievements in one swoop.
What are we, who want to criticize your paintings, supposed to do?
A group of people widened their eyes in desperation, looking at Yang Zhen’s scroll. Its unique style and unfettered lines were like slaps landing on their faces with resounding slaps. It was quite a lively spectacle.
But why, why could this strange thing help Tian Rou consolidate her cultivation?
Hua Youyue looked at Yang Zhen with a shocked expression, still not fully recovering from the surprise. Ji Shulin’s mouth twitched incessantly, his gaze peculiarly resting on Yang Zhen, and then on Yang Zhen’s ‘demon drawings’— he also couldn’t make out what Yang Zhen was really trying to draw.
Throughout history, the Nether State has produced countless awe-inspiring artists. Some have even reached spiritual maturity solely through the art of painting. They may not have achieved a grand unification like the mentor, but the works of those brilliant artists, each one a masterpiece of divine craftsmanship, have left their mark for centuries.
Ji Shulin had a feeling if… if Yang Zhen’s painting were passed down, the future of the art world might develop into something strange.
With this thought, Ji Shulin felt an urge to rush up and tear apart Yang Zhen’s devilish painting.
But he couldn’t bear it, reluctant to destroy this rare work.
He was rather surprised by the unexpected resilience of Sun Yushi. He managed to withstand such crushing defeats. His baffled expressions couldn’t hide his inner strength. He seemed lost, unsure of who he was and what he was doing, but he certainly didn’t crumble.
When he heard that Yang Zhen intended to paint more, not only did Ji Shulin’s mouth twitch, but the corners of his eyes began to pulse frantically as well.
This Yang Zhen… oh, he never held back even when he had the upper hand.
However, Ji Shulin had no intention of stopping him. Rather, out of curiosity he wondered what else Yang Zhen could create.
Could it be that Yang Zhen was actually a grand master painter, who would next use a masterpiece to prove himself?
A glint of anticipation flickered in Ji Shulin’s eyes.
Suddenly, Sun Yushi stood up, his hair disheveled and laughing wildly, he pointed at Yang Zhen and declared:
“I don’t believe it! I won’t accept it! You must have colluded with this girl. I remember her, always painting dragons here in Sea Tower. Her skill even I admit is superior to mine, but she’s unable to control the dragon head. You two certainly used some underhanded trick to deceive me!”
Upon hearing this, the crowd was abuzz, throwing hesitant glances at Yang Zhen.
Yang Zhen and Tian Rou exchanged looks, shook their heads, and replied sympathetically, “The boy’s gone crazy. Well, at least he admitted the truth; your skill indeed surpasses his!”
“You!” An infuriated Sun Yushi, his face reddening, pointed at Yang Zhen and shouted, “Bastard, don’t you understand what I’m saying? I’m saying you’re deceiving me, deceiving Elder Ji, deceiving everyone! A person like you won’t get the approval of the teacher. With the mentor’s great wisdom…”
“Tian Rou!” Yang Zhen suddenly looked at Tian Rou, interrupting Sun Yushi, he said earnestly, “Remember, the most important thing in life is self-reflection, learning from strengths and making up for weaknesses. Ignorance is not to be feared, but what is terrifying is being ignorant and not realizing it. Always finding excuses in others, like someone, when can’t find one, plays dumb!” “Yes, I’ll keep that in mind, Brother Yang Zhen!” Tian Rou giggled and nodded, adding salt to the wound, “You spoke so well!”
Thud!
Sun Yushi spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face twisted in rage. He opened his mouth but failed to utter a word. Finally, he wiped his mouth, clenched his teeth, and managed to squeeze out, “I don’t believe it!”
Yang Zhen glanced at Sun Yushi and said to Tian Rou, “We have the dragon of fortune; how about I paint you a real ‘Roaring Tiger Mountain Forest Painting’ now?”
Upon hearing this, the crowd immediately became excited.
He’s provoking him again! He was egging him on!
Known for his dragon paintings, Yang Zhen had Sun Yushi so beaten he completely fell apart. Though there were suspicions that he was being opportunistic and using Tian Rou’s painting skills, he indeed helped Tian Rou consolidate her cultivation.
However, what annoyed the crowd was that Yang Zhen was still boasting about that ‘dragon.’ If that was a dragon, the crowd joked, they would eat it!
Now, hearing that Yang Zhen was going to paint a Roaring Tiger Mountain Forest Painting to compare with Sun Yushi, there was no room for him to cheat at all.
Sun Yushi was startled. Whether he could break his mental demon and turn defeat into a victory depended on Yang Zhen’s Roaring Tiger Mountain Forest Painting.
He refused to believe that Yang Zhen could actually use someone else’s painting to help someone else with cultivation. It was all because the dragon’s figure was already impeccable.
Everyone impatiently awaited. Yang Zhen went to the desk and picked up an ordinary brush. Tian Rou hastily went to Yang Zhen, saying, “Brother Yang, let me help you grind the ink!”
Yang Zhen nodded, soaked up ink, and held his hand over the paper.
Hisss!
Everyone around gasped and stared at Yang Zhen’s brush tip, breathlessly, for fear of missing even a slightest moment.
Panting heavily with their faces turning red, but Yang Zhen did not start painting. Confusion arose, was Yang Zhen truly just bluffing and unable to paint?
Sun Yushi sneered, his face showing excitement. Yang Zhen’s true colors were about to be exposed. He was still the spirited top scholar of Water Spirit Country, a highly talented man who possessed four literate auras.
At this point, Yang Zhen shook his head and said, “No, the tiger I paint is way too fierce, I must find something to counterbalance it. Rou, can you bring me another brush? I want to paint two at once, a mega fierce Roaring Tiger Mountain Forest Painting, and a Divine Phoenix’s Proud Spirit Painting!” What?
Everyone was shocked, another brush?
Paint in two hands?
This…Was Yang Zhen out of his mind? Others took ten or even dozens of days to carefully complete a single painting. He was going to paint with both hands at the same time and even two different paintings?
If it was difficult to paint the figure of the dragon and the tiger, painting the Phoenix was absolutely divine. A Phoenix without a divine aura was hardly different from a big bird.
No one dared to casually paint the Phoenix Divine Bird, as its divine aura was not something that an ordinary person could just sketch. Ji Shulin also gasped. The Phoenix Divine Bird, even he dared not sketch it lightly. How could Yang Zhen be so certain?
Among everyone, only Tian Rou didn’t doubt him, nodded, and handed Yang Zhen another brush with worship in her eyes.
Once again after dipping both brushes into ink, Yang Zhen nodded and said, “I suppose this fits my style.”
Everyone was left speechless. Just get on with the painting!
Plop! Plop!
Two large ink dots were formed on the two papers, the ink flew out like an arrow, as if aided by a god. One was like when Sun Yushi painted, creating outlines of mountains and rocks. The other blotted all over the paper.
Yang Zhen burst into laughter and began painting with his left and right hands. The lines were twisted and there were no smooth strokes, let alone mentions of Yin shadow.
Shortly after, a mega fierce Roaring Tiger Mountain Forest Painting and a Divine Phoenix’s Proud Spirit Painting appeared on Yang Zhen’s left and right hands respectively.
Except…
A cold breeze swept across, and everyone on the spot was petrified.
Sun Yushi rushed through the crowd, craning his neck to see, and burst out laughing.
“This…This is the Roaring Tiger Mountain Forest Painting, this tiger, this tiger, hahaha, this tiger is indeed fierce.”
A chubby tiger with a mouth wide open, bigger than its body, roared viciously and adorably on the huge rock. It was actually a fucking sketch.
Helpless, since Yang Zhen didn’t know how to draw, even the sketches were crooked, and that was already his highest level.
Ji Shulin, his face strange with horror, came to the two paintings, pointed at the Divine Phoenix’s Proud Spirit Painting with a livid face and furiously trembled, “This, this is a chicken?”
Yang Zhen glared, “Ignorance scares me. This is clearly a phoenix, oh, sorry, I forgot to draw the halo on the phoenix’s head..”