Amongst Cultivators, I Stand Above All

Chapter 442 Painting Appreciation



442 Painting Appreciation


The past did not matter, now, there was such a rule.


In this way, some ordinary cultivators who were invited would sell their spots without hesitation.


After everything was done, Dong Xi headed straight for the Shangguan Residence.


She had been too busy these few days and had not taken care to contact her father-in-law. Since she was free today, she could go over and take a look.


When Dong Xi arrived at the Shangguan Residence, Shangguan Patriarch happened to be appreciating a painting.


Those paintings were all drawn by Shangguan Yun’er. When he saw Dong Xi, Shangguan Patriarch said, “Why haven’t I seen Yun’er or you these past few days?”


Dong Xi said that she was busy cultivating. Shangguan Patriarch nodded his head in relief. Then, he handed the painting in his hand to Dong Xi and said, “Look at Yun’er’s current drawing skills, isn’t it great?”


Dong Xi took the painting and looked at it for a long time before saying, “Very good.”


Shangguan Patriarch sighed softly. “I didn’t believe that Yun’er could enter the Dao through paintings and drawings. Now it seems that I was too shallow. If only I had met you earlier.”


“Father-In-Law, don’t worry. Everything in the world has been decided,” Dong Xi said with a smile.


Dong Xi knew why Shangguan Patriarch said this, it was because he did not want to acknowledge Senior Brother Rui Ming as his Master.


It did not seem like much now, but as long as Senior Brother Rui Ming gave the order, Shangguan Patriarch had to carry it out.


Shangguan Patriarch lightly patted Dong Xi’s shoulder, feeling the surging power of his flesh and blood. He was even more gratified.


“Virtuous Son-In-Law, you and Yun’er have been married for a long time. Why is there no movement in Yun’er’s stomach?” Shangguan Patriarch asked. “It’s a good thing for you young people to hurry up and cultivate, but you can’t forget about this important matter…”


Dong Xi was speechless.


“Father-In-Law, don’t worry. I will work hard,” Dong Xi said with a guilty conscience.


Shangguan Patriarch patted Dong Xi’s shoulder once again. Everything was said without a word.


“Father-In-Law, I heard that someone has raised the price of the quota to 50,000 spirit stones in the past few days. You…” Dong Xi continued.


Shangguan Patriarch wanted to drink some water, but when he heard Dong Xi’s words, his hands trembled and some water spilled out.


Shangguan Patriarch said in disbelief, “What is it? 50,000? Are those people crazy?”


Dong Xi also frowned and said, “I heard it from others. Is it that difficult to go to the Secret Realm once? If that’s the case, this little Son-In-Law will not go…”


Without waiting for Dong Xi to finish, Shangguan Patriarch said, “Go! How could you not go? Virtuous Son-In-Law, go accompany Yun’er first. Since I have promised you, I will definitely help you find a spot.”


The smile on Dong Xi’s face also became more real. Dong Xi said respectfully, “Thank you, Father-In-Law.”


After coming out of the study room of the Shangguan Patriarch, Dong Xi asked a servant to ask around and knew where Shangguan Yun’er was.


Shangguan Patriarch naturally would not let his daughter paint on the streets. Shangguan Patriarch rented a shop for Shangguan Yun’er. Shangguan Yun’er stayed in the shop every day, watching the people coming and going as she painted. Her days were very comfortable.


When Dong Xi arrived at the shop, Shangguan Yun’er was deep in thought.


Shangguan Yun’er had also drawn a lot of people in the past few days, but she always felt that she had reached a bottleneck.


The people drawn always lacked something. Shangguan Yun’er could not figure it out, so she did not start drawing.


At this moment, footsteps came from the door. Shangguan Yun’er looked up and saw a slender figure with black hair hanging on her shoulders.


The people on the road are like jade, and the gentleman is unparalleled in the world.


Shangguan Yun’er never dreamed that he would see the interpretation of this poem in a woman.


Shangguan Yun’er immediately started writing while Xiao Yue immediately ground the ink.


Little Yue had just ground a few times when Dong Xi stepped forward and patted her arm.


Little Yue raised her head in confusion. Dong Xi smiled and said, “I’ll grind it.”


Little Yue stood to the side. Dong Xi took it and continued to grind the ink.


Dong Xi’s ink grinding seemed to have a strange frequency, and Shangguan Yun’er also painted with this frequency.


Little Yue looked at the two of them and her expression softened.


Shangguan Yun’er finished drawing and just as she put down the brush in her hand, a handkerchief appeared in front of her.


Shangguan Yun’er was stunned for a moment. Dong Xi had already picked up Shangguan Yun’er’s ink-stained hand and wiped it seriously with a handkerchief.


Shangguan Yun’er was stunned. Dong Xi said, “I haven’t seen you for a few days. Madam is even more powerful than before.”


Shangguan Yun’er’s face was slightly red as she said, “Really… Husband is even more powerful.”


“Madam, you’re really smart. I didn’t help you much,” said Dong Xi with a smile.


“If it weren’t for my husband, I’m afraid I would have died long ago.” Shangguan Yun’er shook her head.



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