“What is Heaven Painting?”
Qing Yu asked while blinking her eyes with amazement. Jiang Yi had also turned around with astonishment. His scribbling actually made Feng Luan sang such praise? If he was a genius, then wouldn’t Feng Luan’s great painting skills make her a genius among geniuses?
Feng Luan swallowed her saliva and spoke in a serious voice, “The two of you aren’t well-versed in paintings so you wouldn’t understand. Those who know about artworks would know that a painting is graded into five grades. The first grade is called an Artist, the second grade is called an Art Master, the third grade is called an Art Ancestor, the fourth grade is called the Art King, and the highest grade is called the Art Emperor! The music world also has similar grades. There are many individuals whose music mastery is of high levels. If they could reach the highest grade, they would be known as Music Emperors.”
Qing Yu still couldn’t understand as she asked in a daze, “What has that got to do with Young Master? I feel that… Young Master’s painting is just ordinary.”
“Ke-Ke!”
Jiang Yi couldn’t help but laugh. How could this be ordinary? It was just unbearable to look at.
Feng Luan shook her hand and said, “Listen to my explanation. The painting world has very strict grading. Generally, only those who could paint something that was barely presentable would be considered an Artist. It was already not bad to reach the level of an Art Master, but once at the Art Ancestor level, a single painting would be worth a few tens of thousands of celestial stones. In estimation… my standard can barely be at the level of an Art Ancestor. The level above the Art Ancestor would be the Art King. The painting from such level of an artist would be like an artwork made in heaven. Their paintings looked just like the real thing. If they were to paint a person, you would think it was a real person until you looked closely…
“That’s right, that’s right! Big Sister’s portrait of Young Master is extremely lifelike, and at that time, I even thought it was the real person.” Qing Yu nodded and asked with curiosity, “So what is considered an Art Emperor?”
“I am still far from it!”
Feng Luan laughed bitterly and shook her head. She then explained with a stern expression, “There is a legend saying that is an Art Emperor in the East Imperial Continent. Furthermore… the Buddha Thearch should be an Art Emperor. It is said that his paintings possess zen intent and would allow the prehension with a single glance. There are rumors that their residence has a secret place with 108 paintings. Within the paintings are 108 zen intents, where their clans’ descendants could watch the painting and prehend the zen! In other words… if dao presence could be felt from the painting, we call such paintings in the art world as Heaven Painting. Meaning that the painting contains the truth of heaven and earth!”
“Uh…”
Qing Yu looked over at Jiang Yi’s painting abruptly while her charming face was filled with amazement. She then said with disbelief, “Big Sister, do you mean that… Young Master’s painting is a Heaven Painting? The same as the Buddha Thearch’s painting? Isn’t this a priceless treasure?”
“Huh!”
Jiang Yi was also stunned. If Jiang Yi didn’t see that Feng Luan was fond was painting and was saying as though something like this really existed, he would definitely have scoffed.
Feng Luan shook her head and let out a bitter smile and said, “Young Master’s painting skills are not even at the level of an Artist, but… his painting possesses dao presence, and I can clearly sense it. If I didn’t refine my soul spirit dao pattern shard which made it difficult for me to prehend dao patterns, I would have prehended a type of dao pattern from Young Master’s painting. Young Master, if your painting was sold outside… it would at least be valued at one million celestial stones!”
“What?”
Jiang Yi’s body shook. Something that he randomly painted could worth a million celestial stones? Then, was there even a need for him to go hunt for some mountain bandit legions? He simply had to paint every single day.
“Don’t believe me?”
Feng Luan let out faint laughter and said, “You can get Wanguan to bring this painting to the largest art pavilion in the city. Look for an Art Master to appraise this painting. If he cannot sell it for one million celestial stone, then Feng’er will agree to Young Master’s previous request.”
“What request?”
Jiang Yi blinked his eyes confusingly, and when he saw Feng Luan’s flushed face, blood nearly oozed out from his skin. His eyes instantly lit up as his heart shook. Previously, he suddenly had an idea for a new move, which Feng Luan wouldn’t agree to. He didn’t expect her to take the initiative to offer herself. It seemed like his painting had a huge impact on Feng Luan’s spirits.
“Hahaha!”
Jiang Yi laughed heartily and extended his divine senses into Qian Wanguan’s room and shouted, “Wanguan! e out for a moment.”
He had called Qian Wanguan wasn’t just because he wanted to play with the new move, but seeing how serious Feng Luan was when explaining, he had to try it. If this painting was truly able to sell for a million celestial stones, it would be a way to make money. He could draw plenty of paintings and earn plenty of celestial stones, and they would be able to reside in the Gods Bestow City in the future.
“Boss, what do you need me for?”
Qian Wanguan groveled while running out. Jiang Yi pointed at his painting that he just painted and said, “Go to the city’s best art pavilion and sell this painting. The opening price will be one million celestial stones!”
“How much?”
Qian Wanguan’s smile froze as he looked suspiciously at Jiang Yi’s painting before he looked at Feng Luan’s painting and asked, “Boss, are you teasing me?”
Feng Luan glared at him and spoke in a cold voice, “If we ask you to sell it, you sell it. Why are you asking so much for? Once you go there, there will be someone who knows how to appreciate this painting. Remember… if someone asks you who painted this, just say that you happened to obtain it in the East Imperial Continent. Pay attention to conceal your tracks and don’t get followed.”
Feng Luan picked up Jiang Yi’s painting and suddenly recalled something. She then said to Jiang Yi, “Young Master, sign a name. Any name will do.”
“Oh, okay!”
Jiang Yi thought about it and wrote three words clearly at the corner… Yi Piaopiao.
After Jiang Yi finished writing, Feng Luan’s hands radiated with dull yellow light and swept across the painting. That snow-white fine paper instantly turned yellowish and looked like an ancient painting.
“Alright, take it!”
Feng Luan carefully wrapped up the painting and handed it to Qian Wanguan. The latter didn’t understand what was happening, but seeing how serious Jiang Yi and Feng Luan were treating this matter, he had no choice but to make a trip. He poured in his essence force into the Illusion Moon Stone, which caused his appearance to change. Jiang Yi controlled the Thearch Palace which teleported Qian Wanguan out.
When Qian Wanguan went out, Jiang Yi sat on the lion’s chair and reached out to pull Feng Luan into his embrace and whispered into her ear, “Feng’er, about that new move. Why not, let us try it later on?”
“Young Master…”
Feng Luan let out coquettish glances and let out an annoyed smile, but her body was growing passionately hot. Qing Yu also pounced over like a kitten and bit gently on Jiang Yi’s earlobes and said, “Young Master, it has been a long time since you pampered us.”
“Hehe!”
Jiang Yi laughed and turned around to peck on Qing Yu’s lips while reaching his hand into her clothes to feel her up. He laughed and said, “Little Qing Yu, you are already wet down there, right?”
Qing Yu went along, twisted her delicate body, and let out a coarse pant and said, “Young Master, don’t you already know… how can a fish swim without
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