Cultivating with Bragging System

Chapter 702 348: Entering the Dao through Painting, Creation in Azure and Vermilion_1

Behind him, Nie Linglan slowly walked out from behind the folding screen and looked at Wang Xiu. "Young Master, are you planning to go to the Azure Platform Assembly?"

Wang Xiu nodded. "Heavenly materials and earthly treasures infused with the Power of Cause and Effect are far too rare, even in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. I've been searching for so long, and only the Azure Sky Tree of Ten Thousand Years might meet my requirements!"

Nie Linglan's willow-like brows furrowed slightly. "But according to Qu Xiao, everyone participating in the Azure Platform Assembly is an individual of profound achievement in the Dao of Painting from across the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. To stand out amongst them will be challenging! What's more, with only three months left, will there be enough time for you to start practicing your painting skills, Young Master?"

She had followed Wang Xiu for many years and knew him inside and out, yet she had never once seen him pick up a brush to paint.

In her eyes, Wang Xiu might possess some fundamental painting skill, but winning on such a grand stage would be incredibly difficult.

After all, the host of this birthday celebration was none other than Wu Daozong, the Painting Immortal. He was the first person in the entire Nine Heavens and Ten Earths to achieve the Dao through painting in tens of thousands of years, a figure worshipped as a Sacred Teacher by countless practitioners of the Dao of Painting.

Before him, the Dao of Painting was considered but a minor path. After him, the world finally understood that one could paint their way to becoming a Quasi-Emperor Supreme!

For the birthday celebration of such a figure, it went without saying how many masters with terrifying achievements in the art of painting would attend the ceremony. How difficult would it be to distinguish oneself at the Azure Platform Assembly? Failure wasn't a big deal, but insulting the Painting Immortal could be fatal! A Supreme's wrath would throw the entire Yaoguang Heavenly Realm into turmoil.

Wang Xiu knew what she was worried about and reassured her, "Don't worry. Although I've been playing along with Qu Xiao, there's one thing I didn't lie to him about. The Dao of Painting—I am indeed quite proficient in it!"

Back on Longhuang Island, in front of the Heavenly Script Stele, Wang Xiu had imitated the Dragon Emperor's aura, baiting a host of geniuses into boasting wildly, which ultimately yielded the "Danqing Creation Technique"! It was a supreme technique created in the primordial era by the very first powerhouse to achieve the Dao through painting and establish it as a formal path.

However, for various reasons, he had never once practiced it over the years, let alone fused with it. It had been so long that he had almost forgotten he even possessed such a skill.

Nie Linglan was somewhat surprised. "Really?"

Wang Xiu chuckled lightly. "You mischievous girl, how dare you doubt your Young Master? Strike a pose and let me paint you from top to bottom!"

Listening to his aggressive words, Nie Linglan's face flushed, but she still obediently struck an extremely charming pose as he had requested.

Wang Xiu flipped his palm. A crimson brush appeared, its bristles as red as blood, like burning flames. As it danced in the air, the faint shadow of a phoenix could be seen. In his other hand, a green ancient inkstone appeared. Mystical light swirled within it, and two green dragon shadows were faintly visible soaring inside, radiating an extraordinary, auspicious aura.

Phoenix Feather Brush and Dragon Tail Inkstone!

Both were high-grade Earth Immortal Instruments. Wang Xiu had obtained them from Longhuang Island after fighting Meng Ran for them, but this was the first time in all these years he had truly used them.

He approached the writing desk and lightly touched the inkstone with the Phoenix Feather Brush. The ink within, despite the passage of countless years, was still as fresh as new. He stared intently at Nie Linglan for a few moments.

"Danqing Creation Technique, merge!"

HUM!

In an instant, his aura changed drastically. He seemed to vanish from the space before him, merging with the natural world, as if he and the brush in his hand had become one, selfless and inseparable!

At this moment, Wang Xiu was like a supreme master who had immersed himself in the Dao of Painting for millennia!

Confident, serene, amiable, and unstrained!

His brush danced with fluid grace, never pausing for a moment, moving as smoothly as drifting clouds and flowing water.

Before long, a graceful and lifelike portrait of a beautiful woman leaped from the page.

"Is it finished?"

Seeing Wang Xiu put down his brush, Nie Linglan eagerly ran closer. Lowering her head to look, she gasped and covered her mouth. "So beautiful..."

Having said that, she blushed, as if embarrassed for praising herself. But her eyes remained fixed on the painting, unable to look away for a long time. She was truly captivated by the person in the portrait. The soft gaze of the painted figure seemed to speak, staring directly at her.

The appearance of the person in the painting was very much like her, but the attire was completely different. In that moment, Nie Linglan felt as though she had stepped into the world of the painting, facing the person on the paper, gazing into each other's eyes.

After what felt like a long time, she suddenly came to her senses, only to discover that the figure on the paper had vanished!

Nie Linglan exclaimed in surprise, "Where did the painting go?"

Wang Xiu pointed at Nie Linglan, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. "Take a look at yourself!"

She looked down and was shocked to find that her usual red skirt had disappeared. In its place was an outfit she had never seen before. Her long, snow-white legs were sheathed in black silk stockings, semi-translucent and incredibly tempting. A tight-fitting dress clung to her body, perfectly outlining her alluring curves. Its hem barely covered her rear.

It was revealing to the extreme!

Nie Linglan subconsciously crouched down, but this action only made her already impressive curves even more prominent, enough to make one's blood boil!

"Young Master… what kind of clothing is this? It's so embarrassing!" Nie Linglan said, her face flushed.

Wang Xiu's mouth curled upwards, his eyes filled with nostalgia. "This is a style of clothing from my hometown. There, beautiful women love to wear this kind of attire!"

Hearing this, Nie Linglan felt a flutter of shy pride. Is the Young Master complimenting my beauty?

Wang Xiu's eyes brimmed with amusement. "Come now, stand up and let your Young Master have a proper look at you!"