Chapter 807 - 751: Poaching Talent (Seeking Yue Tickets)

Chapter 807: Chapter 751: Poaching Talent (Seeking Yue Tickets)

The duel between Wenn Jian and Fengg Zhuxin started with both of them taking a step back to create distance.

Fengg Zhuxin wielded a large brush like a spear, using the arena floor as her canvas, and her brush strokes depicted a hundred beasts galloping.

Holding a brush in each hand, Wenn Jian composed battle poems with the left and painted warriors with the right, wielding words and brushstrokes with equal ferocity, launching three attacks simultaneously.

Below the stage, Jiang Yuebai noticed that Wenn Jian was exerting her full strength from the start, realizing that she too had practiced the ’Divine Soul Birth Thought Technique’.

Her previous practice of writing and painting with both hands had been honed over decades, akin to inscribing famous paintings—her artwork, supported by poems, was even more powerful when activated.

At this moment, she used an additional Divine Thought to control the words and paintings, hidden within them, to unleash a power comparable to that of a Late-Stage Nascent Soul Cultivator.

Wenn Jian, who had once fled the Kong Family, roamed the North Sea Feiyan Pavilion alone, growing rapidly. If she hadn’t fled back then and stayed within the Kong Family, she might have long been a married woman with children.

Jiang Yuebai wished she could drag Wenn Jian’s three brothers here to witness her strength, surpassing theirs, and to let the Kong Family see how many extraordinary women they had destroyed with their family rules.

Fengg Zhuxin on the stage hadn’t anticipated Wenn Jian’s impressive strength, making the stage seem like a battlefield between two armies.

The warriors conjured by Wenn Jian clashed fiercely with the hundred beasts painted by Fengg Zhuxin, their roars echoing to the sky, ultimately perishing together.

Both wielded their brushes again, spilling ink of various shades to create fierce beasts that charged out from their strokes, colliding in the center of the stage with tremendous momentum.

After nearly two incense sticks’ worth of time, Wenn Jian began to struggle, while Fengg Zhuxin remained strong.

The difference in spiritual energy reserves between an Early-Stage and Late-Stage Nascent Soul was evident.

Just as Wenn Jian prepared to grit her teeth and press on, Fengg Zhuxin put her brush away, stepped back, and said, "You are impressive. If we were at the same cultivation level, it would be hard to say who would win or lose. But now, there’s no need to push yourself, and I don’t want to be too harsh on you."

Fengg Zhuxin’s hand swept across a purple bamboo tube at her waist, where she stored blood ink made from Hundred Beasts Spiritual Blood, used to infuse spirit into her creations.

Once infused, the creations, be they talismans or paintings, would possess the strength of an Acquired Spirit for a short time.

Wenn Jian glanced at it but did not give up, picking up her brush again.

At this moment, Fengg Zhuxin added, "Your painting emphasizes freehand style, which is rare in the Painting Dao, but your intentions lack spirit and an eye-pointing stroke. Watch carefully."

As soon as the words fell, Fengg Zhuxin swung her large brush, striking through the air to create a streak of ink.

To an ordinary person, it appeared as nothing but a random streak of ink, devoid of shape.

Fengg Zhuxin gazed at the streak of ink, her eyes suddenly gleaming with brilliance as a stream of spiritual energy surged through her fingertips, causing blood beads to splatter into the ink.

The blood merged with the ink, enlightening the picture with a transformation that fervently absorbed the surrounding spiritual energy.

ROAR!!!

A dragon’s roar shook the heavens as the ink began to stretch and extend, transforming into a lifelike ink dragon, raising its head, dragon whiskers fluttering.

"The intent of the painting lies in the heart; what you see is the intent within the painting, and where the intent leads, there lies the eye-pointing brush."

Upon hearing this, Wenn Jian widened her eyes as if awakened, radiating an indescribable aura of spirituality.

Fengg Zhuxin did not disturb her, instead waving her sleeve to create a sound insulation barrier, preventing the noise from the audience below the stage from interrupting her enlightenment.

Her motivation for doing so was partly to conserve energy, but mostly due to a sense of cherishing talent.

Fengg Zhuxin was significantly older than Wenn Jian, and at Wenn Jian’s age and cultivation, she had not yet mastered the freehand brushwork school’s painting skills, which demanded a high level of comprehension.

In this respect, Wenn Jian surpassed her, prompting Fengg Zhuxin’s sneaky thought to prevent such a promising talent from fading into obscurity.

Below the stage, Jiang Yuebai squinted, hands on hips, watching Fengg Zhuxin warily.

"What a painting’s intent and eye-pointing brush, that foul woman surely has no good intention, trying to steal talent from our Heavenly Interence Sect!"

Just then, Lu Nanzhi, who had arrived with her clone, laughed upon hearing this, saying, "If Fengg Family has any intention of poaching talent, it only proves that our Heavenly Interence Sect is brimming with talent."

Jiang Yuebai proudly raised an eyebrow, "Of course, and after all, who brought these talents in, humph~"

Moments later, Wenn Jian’s eyes turned inwardly reflective, having clearly gained some insight, and she respectfully cupped her hands in thanks towards Fengg Zhuxin.

"Thank you for your guidance; I admit my defeat wholeheartedly."

Wenn Jian prepared to leave the stage, but Fengg Zhuxin hurriedly called out.

"How about joining me after the Qingyun Conference to visit the Fengg Family? To discuss paintings and poetry?"

Hearing this, Jiang Yuebai, as if expecting it, widened her eyes and pointed at Fengg Zhuxin on the stage, signaling Lu Nanzhi to see this sneaky, detestable woman.

Lu Nanzhi chuckled, pressing Jiang Yuebai’s hand down.

On stage, Wenn Jian smiled graciously, "Sure, I will visit the Fengg Family as a disciple of the Heavenly Interence Sect."

Jiang Yuebai quickly nodded, just like that, not easily poached away.

In her red attire, Fengg Zhuxin looked down from the stage, just in time to catch Jiang Yuebai’s wide-opened eyes. She flipped her long hair behind her, revealing a face both mature and charming, winking at Jiang Yuebai with allure, and then departed with her brush on her back.

Jiang Yuebai was left dumbfounded by that smile, what does it mean?

"Tsk~ why is your face red too?" Lu Nanzhi leaned over to scan Jiang Yuebai’s face, "Usually you tease others with abandon, but now that someone gives you a smile... tsk~"

Jiang Yuebai quickly rubbed her face, "Nonsense! I’m just hot, and I’m not fond of this kind of... never mind!"

Jiang Yuebai wanted to say, she didn’t like women like Lan Biqing, who were too mature, too forward, exuding a sort of sticky aura.

She had thought Fengg Zhuxin would be more composed and aloof, especially during that trial when the Demon Clan invaded, she seemed quite imposing.

But... she turned out to be this kind of person!!

"Let’s go, let’s go, see what others are up to."

Jiang Yuebai dragged Lu Nanzhi away, wandering over to other stages.

Before long, the third round of battles concluded, and the top fifty emerged successfully.

Everyone on Jiang Yuebai’s list advanced, except for Xing Tuozi.

Both Zhuo Qingfeng and Zhuge Ziyin advanced to the top fifty, leaving Heavenly Interence Sect with only her, Lu Nanzhi, and Shen Huaxi.

Although Xie Jingshan also advanced, he was now representing the True Martial Immortal Sect.

After the third round ended, Jiang Yuebai went to find Li Shen Zhi and Tang Weimian, learning that among the Golden Core Stage, only Yun Shang, Kong Jingyan, and Hee Wangchen advanced to the top fifty, while Qii Yue and Jiangg Ziying unfortunately fell short.

The battles at the Divinity Transformation Stage progressed slower, with the top ten duels unfolding one at a time, and neither Uncle Fuyi nor True Venerable Tianbao had yet competed.

As for Shi Xiaowu, he surprisingly still hadn’t completed his calculations.

Tang Weimian informed Jiang Yuebai that Shi Xiaowu had abruptly realized he was misled, complicating things further, and now needed to change direction and recalculate.

As Jiang Yuebai delved deeper into thought, her unease grew, her right eyelid twitching again.

Suddenly, she recalled the oddities with Luling and her companions, coupled with the ominous feeling from the Demon Detection Array, as well as Shen Huaxi’s deductions and hypotheses.

To play it safe, Jiang Yuebai asked Tang Weimian to inform his master to evacuate early, or at least take the Zhuge Family and, under a plausible, non-alerting pretense, leave the Qingyun Realm’s vicinity just in case.

She also requested Li Shen Zhi and Muh Wushuang to search the Ring-Shaped Mountain Range surrounding the Qingyun Realm for Luling and the others, to see if they could uncover what they were seeking.

Of course, she hoped there would be nothing, that these events were unrelated, but given what Xie Jingshan had said, she was naturally unlucky, always colliding with misfortune in secret realms, trouble inevitably following her entry.

Qingyun Realm could be considered an artificial secret realm anyway!

The fourth round draw quickly commenced, and once again, Jiang Yuebai and her group did not draw any strong opponents.

Once all opponents were matched, it turned out the only intriguing battle in the fourth round was between Shi Yuming of the Five Mountains Immortal Sect and Wu Yang, a younger brother from the Wu Family.