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Liu Chuanfeng was rather flattered that such a 'great figure' was speaking to him so politely. He returned the gesture in a hurry. "Master Chu, you're exaggerating. My disciple only managed to win against your disciple out of luck. There are many similarities between the methods of the school of Novels and the school of Painting. We still need to interact more in the future so that we can benefit from each other. - <
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He accepted the Heavenly Maiden Scatters the Blossoms and directly passed it to Li Qingshan. Although he was rather reluctant to part with the goddess in the painting, it was what he deserved.
"Don't worry, master Chu. I'll definitely cherish this painting." Li Qingshan accepted it politely with both hands. Although he had won the battle, he had used up almost half of the power of belief he had accumulated. This was the natural limitation of the school of Novels. However, he had at least obtained a decent piece of spoil, which made up for his losses. This was the best outcome. He did not want to end up with enemies everywhere.
Of course, he was still clueless about the fact that he had won someone else's wife.
Chu Shidao nodded slightly. "Danqing, you need to ask senior brother Li for guidance in the future."
Even though Chu Danqing was extremely reluctant, he could only reply, "Yes."
"I wouldn't dare call myself senior brother. Back on Cloudwisp island, Danqing and I hit it off as soon as we met. We even drank together. Back then, we treated each other as friends and brothers. I don't know why, but I actually stopped coming back." Li Qingshan's first impression of Chu Danqing was quite good. He felt like there was a rare aura of naivety about him.
"You're still bold enough to say that? If you hadn't gotten me drunk, why would I have said something like that? "Chu Danqing glared at him. He felt ashamed again.
"Something like that?" Li Qingshan was stunned by Chu Danqing's resentment towards him. He was very confused. Although they were opponents, there was no great enmity between them, right?
Only after thinking about it did he understand what Chu Danqing meant. He had no idea whether to laugh or cry. Why was this guy as fragile as an adolescent boy? No, he was an elementary school student. They were both geniuses, but compared to Chu Tian, that bitch who never knew what shame was, he was different. Chu Danqing was basically on the other end of the spectrum. He was so childish that he was cute.
Or perhaps a genius in itself meant that they had a unique temperament that was different from ordinary people. Only then would they be able to walk their own path. Among the geniuses he knew, Hwa Seung-zan was a romantic, Han Tieyi was a piece of cold iron, and Chu Tian was an arrogant idiot. And Little Ann, who was widely recognized as the number one genius, was probably the most special one among them.
"In other words, you didn't tell anyone," Chu Danqing suddenly grabbed Li Qingshan's shoulder, as if he had seen a ray of light in the endless darkness.
"Who would remember drunk words?" Li Qingshan had a strange expression on his face. He wasn't a gossipy old woman, so he didn't have the time. Spreading drunken gossip.
Chu Danqing felt like he had just survived a disaster. He exhaled deeply. In other words, his reputation had not been ruined yet. It turned out that he had been thinking too much all along. But when he thought about how he had been entangled in this matter for so long and even drew a painting like "Infernal Endowment", he regretted it so much that he wanted to bang his head against the wall.
Chu Shidao asked curiously as well, "What did he say?"
Li Qingshan said casually, "Danqing said that he wanted …"
Chu Danqing covered Li Qingshan's mouth. "Master, it's just drunken nonsense. It won't reach your ears."
Chu Shidao smiled and clasped his hands. "School master Liu, please take us to the School of Painting!"
"Please come with me!" Liu Changqing waved his hand. When the competition had just been decided, construction had begun on a desolate island to the south-west of Contention island. They planted trees and designed gardens.
Originally, he planned on giving it to the school of Novels as compensation, but he never thought that it would end up like this. He had already received the benefits anyway, so the School of Painting could no longer say anything. With a disciple like Li Qingshan, the school of Novels should not have declined.
After this battle, the school of Novels would become famous. During the next entrance examination, there would probably be quite a few people who would fill in the three words' school of Novels'!
… …
Chu Shidao's group arrived at the School of Painting's island that was still under construction. The buildings on the island were close to completion. Although they were not as dense as the spiritual qi on Cloudwisp island, they were extremely exquisite. They gave off a thriving atmosphere.
Liu Changqing did not want to offend the school of Novels too much, so he had asked the master of the school of Mohism to personally take care of the buildings on the island. The pavilions, terraces, and cornices were all elegant and generous.
After sending off Liu Changqing, Chu Shidao made his way to the entrance with his cane. He gently rubbed the pillars that still gave off the smell of pine wood and smiled in relief.
"Master, why did you have to be so polite to Liu Chuanfeng?" Chu Danqing supported him carefully from one side. Foundation Establishment cultivators and Qi Practitioners were people of completely different worlds. Moreover, Chu Shidao was no regular Foundation Establishment cultivator.
"If I can turn an enemy into a friend just by being a little more polite, what's the point of my dignity?"
"Master, it's all because of me," Chu Danqing blamed himself. "I even made master lose that painting. I really deserve to die."
"No, if you had won, I would have been even more polite. The school of Novels can't be underestimated. Li Qingshan can't be underestimated. Even if we can't become friends, we can't become enemies. As for that painting, it's not like you like it anyway, so she's just a painting. I really am getting old. I worry too much. I believe you'll definitely be able to draw a painting ten times, a hundred times better than that. You'll be able to draw the woman you love. "
But, master, I like living people!
These words lingered in Chu Danqing's heart for a while, but he did not dare to say them out loud. He only said, "That painting is master's precious memories. I will definitely take it back!"
"I've already had so many memories that they're about to overflow. That's why I painted that painting. I'm probably the person in the world who needs her the least. How strange. I actually remember the matters of two hundred years ago so clearly now." Chu Shidao leaned on his cane. His smiling gaze seemed to have already pierced through Chu Danqing, the Hundred Schools of Thought, and space, seeing a very, very long time ago.
… …
"Qingshan, I really never thought that you'd be able to win with this book." Liu Chuanfeng flipped through the thin album. He still found it rather unbelievable.
Li Qingshan explained the principles behind it. Liu Chuanfeng and Sun Fubai both came to a realisation. Even mortals were nothing in the eyes of cultivators, let alone the children of mortals. Only now did they realise just how important something they had overlooked was. Sun Fubai immediately made up his mind. He would set up the Hope Private School right away.
Liu Chuanfeng expressed his wish for a great celebration. Li Qingshan glanced at Han Qiongzhi, who was waiting nearby. He patted Liu Chuanfeng's shoulder and said, "Keep a low profile. He lost in such a graceful manner, so we can't be too flashy when we win." How could he be in the mood to celebrate with these two men? He was better off showing off to his woman.
Sun Fubai expressed his agreement as well. That Chu Danqing would definitely be an impressive figure in the future. It would be best if they could resolve their grievances.
Li Qingshan clasped his hands and bid farewell. He arrived before Han Qiongzhi. "Qiongzhi, how was my performance?"
"I'll definitely cherish this painting! How do you plan on cherishing it? "Han Qiongzhi said right away. She seemed like she was both annoyed and smiling.
The cloud lifted up Li Qingshan and Han Qiongzhi, taking off and arriving beside Little Ann.
Li Qingshan bowed towards the One Thought master and said to Little Ann, "Let's go. Let's go play in the Clear River prefecture."
Little Ann glanced at Han Qiongzhi. "I'm going back to cultivate."
"That works too. Wait for me to bring back a gift." Li Qingshan rubbed her head with a smile. They were going to spend the entire night together anyway, so a little time like this would not make a difference. With the three of them, the atmosphere was rather strange.
Han Qiongzhi let out a sigh of relief inside. She nodded towards Little Ann to express her gratitude.
The cloud flew out of the Hundred Schools of Thought, directly returning to the Clear River prefecture. Han Qiongzhi suddenly said, "Hold on for a moment."
Li Qingshan stopped the cloud. "What's wrong?"
Han Qiongzhi said, "You still haven't answered my question. Don't even think about getting away with it!"
Li Qingshan smiled. "Obviously, I'm going to cherish her like how I cherish you. You can't even be jealous of a painting!"
"Don't you dare! I just want to be jealous! Give me the painting! "When Han Qiongzhi heard that, she immediately refused to back down. She extended her hand.
Li Qingshan casually tossed the Heavenly Maiden Scatters the Blossoms to her. "Here, take it!"
Han Qiongzhi originally only wanted to test him, but she never thought he would give it to her so readily. This was not just a painting. Its value was so great that regular Qi Practitioners could not even begin to imagine it. Her heart was filled with gentleness.
Out of curiosity, she unfurled the painting. All she saw was the face of the Heavenly Maiden Scatter the Blossoms. It was blurry, as if it was shrouded in mist. The power it possessed completely surpassed Chu Danqing's Infernal Bestowment. The value of this item had completely surpassed spiritual artifacts.
"Hmph, I don't think it's anything special. I don't care." Han Qiongzhi tossed the painting back to Li Qingshan. "But you have to tell me who you see in the painting."
Li Qingshan caught the painting and asked in surprise, "How do you know?"
Sure enough, the rumours were true. Han Qiongzhi said complacently, "What don't I know? Don't interrupt me. Tell me." She acted like she did not care, but she was rather nervous inside. Is it me?
Li Qingshan sighed. "Can I not tell you?"
Han Qiongzhi said without any confidence, "Of course not!" Did he see Gu Yanying? If that was the case, then it was not his fault. However, her mood plummeted.
Li Qingshan said, "Fine then! Since you want to know, there's nothing I can hide from you. That's right. What I see is … our village's Widow Li. "
Han Qiongzhi's heart had already hit rock bottom. When she heard Li Qingshan's answer, she froze. She blinked. "What … did you say?"
Li Qingshan said in embarrassment, "You know, I'm young! Widow Li is the dream lover of all the men in our village. "
Han Qiongzhi's mind was in a mess. Of course, Widow Li posed no threat to her, but when she thought about how she had actually been defeated by "Widow Li" who did not even have a name, she found it even harder to accept.
Li Qingshan laughed and held her in his arms. He lifted her chin and said, "Fool, you are!"
Han Qiongzhi roared, "Li Qingshan, you're teasing me again!"
Li Qingshan pinched her chin and shook it gently. He said with a smile, "This is not teasing, this is flirting!"
"Is … is it true?" Han Qiongzhi's voice suddenly became low. She bit her lips and said. If the answer was not her, she would rather he lied to her.
Li Qingshan stopped smiling and kissed her gently on the forehead. "I swear!" (Your support is my greatest motivation.) <
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