Inner Demons

Chapter 85: Pervert Eating Painting

When he said this name, no one understood its meaning.

They might not understand the word "pervert" very well, but they knew the word "eating".

It's just... how could it be used here?

It's like "Autumn Mountain Hunting Picture" isn't called "Autumn Mountain Hunting Picture", "Monarch's Pleasure Picture" isn't called "Monarch's Playing Picture"...

The word "eating" used here is truly vulgar.

Even those rogue Taoist priests frowned. This young Taoist boy... he was so confident before, even if he couldn't create a Treasure Scroll and escape the punishment, he shouldn't disgrace the old Taoist Hunyuanzi like this!

Xuan Chengzi, at this moment, became even more calm and generous.

"Oh? Then let's see your -" He said as he turned his head to look at the people at the table and smiled, "'Pervert Eating Painting'?"

Everyone burst into laughter.

The old Taoist moved aside from the table and whispered, "Brother Xin..."Li Yunxin smiled: "What's there to be afraid of?"

Then, under people's playful gazes, he knelt down in front of the table and spread out the Xuan paper.

After spreading the paper, he chose a small wolf-hair brush from the brush rack. Then he looked at the pigments on the table and frowned slightly: "Huh, where are the rouge and gamboge colors?"

Xuan Chengzi smiled: "Why not paint a landscape with ink, it saves some effort."

Li Yunxin spread his hands and said sincerely: "To be honest, what I'm going to paint, if it's not colored, you won't know what it is."

Hearing him say this...

Some people were even more worried, and some were happy.

A skilled Artificer, even with ink - just like Xuan Chengzi just now - can paint vividly and will not "not know what it is". Hearing him say this... it is even more like a child learning to paint.

Only Old Daoist Liu was slightly relieved. Because he realized that Brother Xin...

Was playing again.

He had seen Brother Xin's painting of the Great Accomplishment Supreme Saint Mysterious Spiritual Treasure Crown Prince Jiawen - that painting skill was absolutely not inferior to Xuan Chengzi's.

Alas. Brother Xin was good in every way. It's just... he liked to tease people. Teasing and teasing... and then he teased them to death.

In this laughter, a servant delivered two colors.

Li Yunxin then dipped the small wolf-hair brush in thick ink and outlined an oval plate on the paper.

After outlining the plate, he outlined a piece of something that seemed to be meat on the plate.

Then, next to that piece of meat, he added a piece of cauliflower, two green beans, and a few things that looked like fruits.

Seeing this, no one was speaking, and no one was laughing anymore.

They were shocked by him - this thing he was painting...

In this setting...

Is this how a child learns to paint?!

How dare he do this in front of Fairy Lingkong?!

People were in shock, so much so that no one noticed that Lingkongzi at the main table had straightened her back imperceptibly. She slightly widened her eyes, looking at what Li Yunxin had painted, then looking at him, then looking at that thing, then looking at him again...

She was actually showing rare signs of being flustered!

It was under such a gaze that Li Yunxin added a knife to the left of the plate.

To the right, he added a fork.

And at this time, his face also gradually became serious. No longer relaxed, playful, or cynical, but became... a little gloomy.

After outlining these, he stopped writing. He put the small wolf-hair brush on the brush rest and picked up a medium-sized Baiyun brush.

He mixed rouge and gamboge to make a flesh color and colored the piece in the plate.

It was... a piece of meat.

Then he colored the others in sequence.

Green cauliflower, green beans, a few red fruits.

Then he used a bright dawn red to blend out the sauce.

Finally, he put down the brush, closed his eyes for a while, and then opened them again, smiling: "Good. Pervert... Eating Painting."

After a slight silence, the enraged Xuan Chengzi smiled instead of being angry, and said in a low voice: "Is this painting that you want to present to... Fairy Lingkong?"

"Yes."

"Fairy Lingkong wants to Transcending the Killing Tribulation and seeks killing intent. You painted this... and call it killing intent?"

"Yes."

"Hehe. You are very bold." Xuan Chengzi glared at him and reached out to tear up the painting, "I did not, from this painting, feel the slightest, killing intent!"

"Who among you can?!"

At this point, this great Artificer was truly angry. He only thought that Li Yunxin was extremely mischievous before, but at this moment, he realized that besides being mischievous, he was also foolish. To even use this method to throw a tantrum at this point was truly... seeking death!

However, no one spoke.

Indeed, no one could.

Even the highest Intent Realm cultivation could not sense a trace of killing intent from this painting.

As for this "painting"... calling it a painting is truly not as good as calling it a scribble!

In this silence, they saw Lingkongzi walking over.

If people's eyes were not mistaken...

What they saw at this moment was that the fingertips of Fairy Lingkong, reaching towards the table, trying to pick up the painting, were trembling slightly. She picked up the painting, held it in her hands, looked at it carefully for a long time, then closed her eyes like Li Yunxin... and opened them again.

Xuan Chengzi knew that the fairy was also extremely angry. He was even more afraid that the fairy would forget what she had just said in her anger, so he sneered and said: "Fairy is here. Fairy is clear - is this painting a Treasure Scroll?"

Lingkongzi was silent for a while, then looked at him with a strange gaze, and then at Li Yunxin.

"It's not a Treasure Scroll..."

A smile appeared on Xuan Chengzi's lips again. He was about to speak, but then he heard a sentence that made him doubt if he was dreaming—

"It is... a Precious Scroll."

After hearing this sentence, before anyone could even think about what it meant, Lingkongzi slightly shook the "Pervert Eating Painting".

There was a buzzing sound. Lingkongzi's clothes, which had not been affected by the strong wind and rain, were suddenly pressed tightly against her body as if blown head-on by a violent gale!

It was almost...

Substantial!

Berserk killing intent!

Swept across the entire hall in an instant!!

With just this shake, everyone except Li Yunxin and Lingkongzi was startled by the killing intent and fell to the ground, only feeling that all the fear, darkness, hatred, and cruelty in the world... had just now, like a tide, impacted their minds, almost making them lose their minds and collapse on the spot!

It was not until this moment that Lingkongzi seemed to murmur to herself—

"Your realm... of course, you cannot feel the killing intent here."

"If you truly feel it, you will also die on the spot."

"My Killing Tribulation..."

"Has been passed."

Then, she carefully and reverently placed the painting back on the table and knelt down opposite Li Yunxin.

She looked into the young man's clear and bright eyes and asked softly, "You must have also passed the Killing Tribulation to create such a Precious Scroll. How did you pass your Killing Tribulation?"

Li Yunxin smiled faintly: "Personal privacy, no comment."

"I know, art carries the Tao. But why is it that when you clearly paint food, you generate killing intent?"

"That's also privacy."

Lingkongzi was silent for a while.

Then she asked again.

"Is that person... still in this world?"

Li Yunxin tilted his head and thought for a moment: "What person?"

Lingkongzi's voice reached his ears, and he knew only he could hear it—

"Painting Saint."

He sighed and said sincerely, "I don't know."

Lingkongzi frowned slightly: "But clearly... in this world... there won't be a second person with the same painting style as him."

Li Yunxin thought again and smiled: "Let's not talk about these for now. Do you feel now that I am more interesting?"

Lingkongzi was slightly startled, then replied: "Yes."

"Then do me a favor. I will tell you more interesting things." Li Yunxin stood up and looked at the confused Pei Juezi, "There is a ghost in this room."