In the Heaven and Earth Academy, the place of true transmission …
In a cave, the decorations were simple and elegant, and there was a faint fragrance in the air.
The cave abode was quiet, and only a slight rustling sound could be heard occasionally. A beautiful woman was sitting sideways with a piece of paper placed beside her. She was holding a brush in her hand and painting with great concentration.
The woman was completely immersed in the painting. Her eyes were as clear as water.
A snow-white butterfly landed on the woman's shoulder, flapping its wings gently.
A person, a butterfly, a brush, and a painting.
This scene itself was a flawless painting!
After an unknown period of time, the woman heaved a sigh of relief, and her mind separated from the painting before her.
"Didn't you decide not to think about him? Why are you still painting him?"
The snow-white butterfly suddenly spoke and asked in a crisp voice.
There was only one person in the painting. He had black hair and was wearing a purple robe. He was standing there with his hands clasped behind his back, but he was releasing a powerful Qi!
Even through the painting, one could still feel the pressure!
However, the person in the painting was a bit strange. There was only a pair of deep eyes on his face, and there was a mysterious purple fire burning in them.
Apart from those eyes, there was no other facial features.
Even so, if the painting was taken out, most cultivators at the Nine Heavens Convention would be able to recognize it at a glance – it was Desolate Martial of the Fiend Region!
When the woman heard the snow-white butterfly, she lowered her head and remained silent.
After a while, she raised her head and said, "Before the Continent of the Nine Clouds, I had just comprehended the Celestial Demons Painting. That's how I managed to break through to the Dongxu Realm."
"So?"
Asked the snow-white butterfly. "I don't understand. You've already comprehended the Celestial Demon Painting. Why did you skip the Celestial Demon Painting and the Ghost Painting?"
The woman extended her slender hand and placed it on the painting in front of her. Her fingers gradually brushed past the blank face of the Fiend Region's Desolate Martial and a charming look flashed through her beautiful eyes.
"This place should have been a cold silver mask."
The woman said slowly, "During the Meeting of the Continent of the Nine Clouds, I saw him again. Maybe I can use the Demon Statue's Tao skills to see his real face."
"Ah?"
The snow-white butterfly was surprised and asked, "You can draw the true appearance of Araki Takeshi from the Demonic Domain?"
"I'm not sure either."
The woman shook her head slightly. She paused for a moment before continuing, "However, I have a feeling that his eyes are familiar. I should be able to give it a try."
"Great!"
Snow-White Butterfly said excitedly, "I'm also curious about what this Araki Takeshi looks like under his mask."
"Don't tell me it's a ferocious-looking beast with a green face and fangs. He's afraid of scaring people, so he's wearing a mask."
"Maybe."
The woman chuckled.
The snow-white butterfly continued: "That's right, if we can draw his appearance and tear this scroll apart, wouldn't we be able to gather him here?"
"No."
The woman shook her head and said, "His Tao skills are too mysterious. I can't draw it."
In the woman's heart, even if she could draw it, she didn't want to do so.
Araki Takeshi from the Demonic Domain had a very special place in her heart. She didn't want this painting to become a weapon that could be torn apart at any time.
The woman took a deep breath. Her brush hovered above the face of the figure in the scroll and she closed her eyes.
According to the Tao skills in the Demon Statue, she had met Araki Takeshi twice. She also had a strange feeling when she saw those purple flames burning in his eyes.
The woman's brush finally landed on the scroll and she gently drew on it.
…
At the Teleportation Formation of the Academy.
Su Zimo sent Momo and Liu Ping to the Teleportation Formation. He watched them leave Qiankun Academy and let out a sigh of relief.
As soon as Su Zimo walked out of the Teleportation Hall, two figures rushed over and landed in front of him in an instant.
Su Zimo looked up.
These two were Gu Yue and Mu Shan, the two Dao children of the Patriarch of the Academy. He had only seen them once.
"Senior Brother Su, follow us to the Qiankun Palace immediately. The Patriarch has been waiting for a long time."
Gu Yue cupped his hands and said.
Su Zimo's expression was calm. He wasn't surprised by this scene.
He originally planned to bid farewell to Yang Ruoxu and Chi Hong Countess. Now, it seemed like he didn't have the chance.
"Let's go."
Su Zimo waved his hand and said lightly.
Gu Yue and Mu Shan saw that Su Zimo didn't seem to notice anything. They looked at each other and a meaningful smile appeared on their faces.
The three of them walked all the way to the Qiankun Palace.
Gu Yue smiled and said, "Senior Brother Su, I didn't expect you to reach the True Self Realm so quickly. Congratulations."
"Indeed."
Mu Shan also smiled and said, "Let's keep you in suspense. Senior Brother Su, you have a great opportunity waiting for you after becoming a Perfected Immortal."
Su Zimo smiled but didn't say anything.
Before long, the three of them arrived at the depths of the academy and arrived at the Qiankun Palace.
As if sensing their arrival, the clouds in the sky condensed and a cloud bridge appeared that led to the Qiankun Palace.
The three of them stepped onto the cloud bridge and entered the main hall in the blink of an eye.
In the main hall, Immortal Qi lingered. A figure sat on a futon and floated in the air, faintly discernible.
After Gu Yue and Mu Shan brought Su Zimo over, they returned to the back of the figure and stood on both sides with their hands by their sides.
Suddenly, two balls of blazing light lit up in the Immortal Qi!
Under the cover of these two balls of light, the figure of the Academy Patriarch became extremely clear.
The Academy Patriarch was dressed in a green Confucian robe. He stood tall and straight with an unusually wide forehead. His eyes were like the starry sky as he looked at Su Zimo not far away with a satisfied expression.
"Greetings, Master."
Su Zimo stepped forward and bowed.
The Academy Patriarch nodded slightly and said, "Not bad, not bad. I didn't expect your cultivation to break through again after the Nine Heavens Convention. You've already stepped into the True Self Realm! "
The Academy Patriarch's eyes suddenly became deep and vast with a flash of spirit. He said, "If nothing goes wrong, your Qinglian True Body should have also grown to the peak of the twelfth rank."
"Yes."
Su Zimo nodded with a calm expression.
This kind of thing naturally couldn't be hidden from the Academy Patriarch.
The Academy Patriarch smiled and said, "Zimo, how has the academy treated you over the years?"
"It has treated me well."
Su Zimo said, "Back then in the Coiling Dragon Mountain Range, if the academy hadn't taken me in, I would have died. Over the years, the academy has dealt with some things fairly. "
The Academy Patriarch nodded and asked again, "How have I treated you?"
Su Zimo took a deep breath and said, "Master once saved me. When I reached the tenth step of the Dao Heart Ladder, Master even took me in as an unofficial disciple. He thinks very highly of me."
"Not bad."
The Academy Patriarch looked pleased and said, "Since you can say these words, it proves that I didn't misjudge you. My efforts were not in vain."
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