Wang Xiu fixed his gaze on the woman before him. She was charming, with a slender figure and an aura like a quiet orchid, a captivating sight that clearly marked her as a lady from a prominent family. The only flaw was her flat chest.
It reminded Wang Xiu of soone from his past.
Wang Xiu smiled. "Precisely!"
With a hint of curiosity in her eyes, the woman looked at Wang Xiu's handso face. "Then why don't you do as the others do, Young Master?"
Wang Xiu calmly replied, "Why should I do as others do?"
The woman was taken aback. Is that even a question? It's obviously to attract attention, create opportunities to showcase one's skills, and see if any prominent families are willing to support one's entry into Cold Mountain Tower!
Seeing her dazed expression, Wang Xiu calmly continued, "When I paint, I have a rule. I only create three pieces a day, and these three paintings are only for those with whom I share a destiny."
"Three pieces?" The woman was even more perplexed. Other painters couldn't wait to paint more, to et more people, casting a wider net to catch bigger fish. White Jade City was vast, attracting many reputable, long-standing families from all over the Wasteland Boundary. Only three paintings a day? Wasn't he just limiting himself?
A curious smile played on her lips. "May I ask, Young Master, have you painted any today?"
Wang Xiu smiled slightly. "I was waiting for you, Miss, to paint the first one."
Hearing this, Nie Linglan, who stood behind Wang Xiu, felt her lips twitch. The Young Master can really spin a yarn. We only just got here, but he makes it sound like he's been waiting for ages!
"Waiting for ?"
The woman was slightly surprised, a blush creeping onto her cheeks. Was he implying they were fated to et? What a flirt! She inwardly scoffed, yet for so reason, she couldn't muster any genuine irritation. It seed this man naturally possessed a charm that made people want to get closer to him.
Though this current appearance of Wang Xiu's was different from his original—and slightly less handso—it was still modeled on his original looks. Even slightly diminished, he was an undeniably handso man. Being naturally good-looking was always an advantage. Furthermore, having recently achieved "Dao Body Spiritualization" and "All Laws Unified Path," his body was nearly one with nature. After integrating the "Danqing Creation Technique," this inherent affinity of his multiplied. Ordinary people couldn't detect why, but they would instinctively want to get closer to him.
...
"In that case, I will be so bold as to ask the Young Master to create a masterpiece on the spot!" the woman said softly.
Wang Xiu calmly inquired, "And what would the young lady like to paint?"
The woman tilted her head, pondering for a mont before tossing the question back. "Whatever the Young Master sees fit is fine!"
Wang Xiu sized her up. "I see that you possess a beauty that could topple cities, a face that could grace an era. Why not... a portrait?"
Hearing the complint, the woman blushed slightly and nodded. "If the Young Master thinks it best!"
Wang Xiu smiled faintly and, saying no more, slowly lifted his brush.
In that instant, his entire aura transford. It was as if he had rged with the natural world, becoming a part of the surrounding lakes and mountains. He seed to have stepped right out of a painting, exuding an indescribably captivating air.
The woman watched, dumbfounded, completely srized.
It wasn't just her. Even passersby were drawn to this transcendent, otherworldly presence and began to gather around.
"Isn't that... the Sixth Miss of the Lin Family? She ca to see the paintings too?"
"The Lin Family is influential, but they've hit a bottleneck in recent years. The other young mbers are all pursuing different paths. The only one versed in the art of painting is this Sixth Miss!"
"If they could sponsor a painter who officially enters Cold Mountain City and catches the eye of the Painting Immortal, the Lin Family could ascend to a whole new level!"
"How could it be that easy? In this Canglan Residence alone, at least eight to ten thousand painters have been flocking here lately. Forget entering Cold Mountain City... how many can even get their work hung inside Cold Mountain Tower?"
"True enough..."
...
"All done!"
Amid the crowd's scrutiny and discussion, the painting was quickly completed. Wang Xiu set down his brush and, with a light flick of his sleeve, an invisible force rippled out, instantly drying the ink.
"Miss, have a look. Are you satisfied?" he asked, turning the scroll to present it to the Lin Family's Sixth Miss and the surrounding onlookers.
Gasps of awe rippled through the crowd.
"What a splendid portrait of a beauty!"
"Every frown and smile is so vivid! It's as if Miss Lin herself has stepped into the painting!"
"How strange! He didn't seem to use any special techniques, so why does it look so lifelike?"
The crowd was in an uproar. The woman in the scroll was too beautiful, too real. It was hard to tell if a real person had stepped into the painting or if a person was about to step out of it. The unique spark of life in the painted eyes made many people feel as if the woman in the portrait was sizing them up.
"What a pity. The only flaw is that the person in the painting... doesn't quite resemble Miss Lin in certain areas!" an onlooker with a goatee remarked, stroking his beard and sighing.
At his words, the others imdiately noticed it too.
The real Miss Lin Yuyan, though her eyes were picturesque and her face exquisitely beautiful, was rather flat-chested and unremarkable in that regard.
In the painting, however, her figure was endowed with graceful curves and towering peaks, captivating the eyes of many onlookers.
The crowd's murmurs reached Lin Yuyan's ears. Her face flushed crimson with a mixture of sha and indignation, certain that Wang Xiu had done this deliberately to mock her.
She had always been confident in her appearance ever since she was young.
The only exception was her flat chest.
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