It was no different from other flower shops. If there was a difference, it would be that the flowers in this shop weren't as bright. Instead, they were a little dull.
"Dear customers, what kind of flowers would you like?"
An old lady in her seventies walked over shakily with a walking stick.
Su Yin looked at her. She didn't have any cultivation at all. She was just an ordinary person. However, he was sure that the corpse of the Art Saint Wu Daoxian was with her.
Su Yin said, "Let's take a look first …"
Although he wanted to take the corpse, he didn't have any grudges with the other party. He couldn't just snatch it away. He had to find a suitable reason or buy it if the other party was willing to pay a price.
"Then you can take a look first. I've boiled some water in the stove. It'll be ready soon …" The old lady shook her head and walked in slowly. The curtain swayed and she disappeared from sight.
"Her flowers aren't as bright as the ones next door. Why did she come here?"
Feng Qiqiu looked over in confusion.
She didn't know if the old lady's flower planting skills were limited or if the flowers were of poor quality, but the style of the entire flower shop was a little dull and dull.
Naturally, the brighter the flowers, the better.
"Don't you think there's something wrong with these flowers?" Su Yin asked telepathically.
Feng Qiqiu looked around in confusion. "What's the problem?"
Knowing that the other party didn't have a deep understanding of flowers, Su Yin explained, "These flowers lack vitality and nutrients. They seem to be supporting something … No!"
Before he could finish, Su Yin realized something and hurriedly walked into the inner room of the flower shop. Before he could get far, he heard the whooshing of the wind.
Dozens of thorny vines shot out from the bottom of the flower pots and stabbed toward the two of them. They were like whips in the air, full of strength.
"Ghost Spirit Grass?"
Feng Qiqiu raised her eyebrows. With a flip of her hand, a ball of flame spewed out.
Crackle!
When the vines came into contact with the fire, they emitted a crisp sound. Immediately after, more vines surged over. In an instant, the entire flower shop was like a huge octopus that kept waving its claws and attacking others.
With a wave of his hand, Su Yin cut off a few vines and continued to rush in. In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the door curtain and hurriedly opened it.
On the stove in the inner room of the flower shop, a kettle was making a sharp sound, but the room was empty. The old woman had long disappeared, as if she had never been there.
"What happened?"
At this moment, Feng Qiqiu also realized that something was wrong. He burned all the vines with fire and came to the front.
These Ghost Spirit Grasses might be able to deal with some Golden Immortals, but they had no effect on a cultivator comparable to a Sage like her.
"She has the sacred remains of the Art Sage, Wu Daoxian …" Su Yin's face was ashen.
"This …"
Feng Qiqiu's pupils shrank. She understood why the other party had come here. She raised her eyebrows. "Chase!"
The two of them dashed out of the room at the same time and floated in the air.
There were all kinds of people around, but the old woman was nowhere to be seen. It was as if she had evaporated into thin air.
"How can he run so fast?"
Feng Qiqiu could not believe it.
From the time the other party entered the door curtain to the time Su Yin said something was wrong and the Ghost Spirit Grasses attacked, it took no more than five breaths. If he flew away, he would definitely attract attention and leave traces. If he walked, he would not be out of sight. How could he not find anything?
Most importantly, they did not say anything and did not use their cultivation. How did the other party notice that something was wrong?
"You guessed it right. This person is often hunted and is vigilant. When we entered the flower shop, she did not look like someone who bought flowers. You did not deliberately hide the power of your bloodline! That's why she became suspicious. "
Su Yin knew what she was thinking.
Feng Qiqiu was an expert of the Phoenix Clan. Even if she suppressed her aura, the bloodline power that made the white bird bow its head was still there. If the other party's cultivation was at the peak of the Sub-Immortal Realm, he would definitely be able to sense that something was wrong.
When she realized something was wrong, she immediately let the Ghost Spirit Grasses attack to buy time while she turned and ran. This person was really decisive.
Even Su Yin did not expect this.
"Then what should we do?"
Feng Qiqiu looked over.
"She escaped very quickly and hid very well. However, she did not know that I was not searching for her based on her identity, but on her saint corpse!"
Su Yin was not in a hurry. He channeled the Art Saint's Great Dao in his heart. After a while, he turned his eyes to the side.
A river appeared in his sight. A lady in light purple clothes was standing at the bow of a boat with a black awning. She held a round fan in her hand and had a faint smile on her face.
She was very beautiful and had a celestial aura, like a lady in a painting.
Whoosh!
Without any hesitation, Su Yin landed at the bow of the boat. Feng Qiqiu was a little confused, but she still followed him.
A hint of panic appeared in the lady's eyes. However, she quickly calmed down and bowed. "Young Master, may I know why you are looking for me?"
"You know what I mean. You also know that you are no match for us!"
Su Yin smiled. "You don't have to think about escaping. I can buy the things in your storage ring with money. I can also pay the price you want and leave them in your hands. Given the current situation, you won't succeed."
The lady smiled awkwardly and said, "What are you talking about? I don't understand …"
"Of course you do. Didn't you escape very quickly in the flower shop?" Su Yin chuckled.
"You …"
The lady's eyes narrowed as her body trembled.
When Su Yin saw the change in her expression, he said, "Your current appearance must have been painted, right? Your drawing skills are pretty good, and your reaction is top-notch. Unfortunately … when it comes to drawing, I seem to know more than you do!"
"You are indeed formidable …" The lady harrumphed. Her voice sounded similar to the old lady from before.
"Painting?"
Hearing the conversation, Feng Qiqiu was a little curious.
"Regardless of whether it's the old lady from before or this lady, they aren't her real appearance. They are just paintings …" Su Yin explained.
Even the makeup artists in his previous life could pass off as real, let alone an expert of the Painting Path.
"I didn't think that I would still be caught after escaping for so long. I admit defeat this time …"
The lady sighed. With a light pinch, a storage ring appeared on her fingertip. "I'll give you the item, but I beg of you to let me go!"
After saying those words, she flicked her finger, and 'wu!', the storage ring flew into the distance. As for herself, she turned around and dived into the water. In the next moment, she disappeared like a swimming fish.
"This is bad …"
Feng Qiqiu didn't expect this guy to be so decisive. She turned around, wanting to fly over to the storage ring. She grabbed it in the air and pinched it between her fingers.
Su Yin shook his head. "There's no need to look. It's empty …"
"Empty?"
Feng Qiqiu was taken aback. She extended her Spiritual Perception into the storage ring, and indeed, it was empty.
To throw an empty storage ring and jump into the water while they were distracted … That decisiveness was truly admirable.
"Since you know that it's fake, why didn't you stop her? She has already hidden her aura after jumping into the water. It won't be that easy to find her anymore … "
Feng Qiqiu said. She extended her Spiritual Perception and searched the area, but she found nothing.
Since the other party had already guessed that she was trying to create a diversion, why didn't he stop her? As long as he could stop her for a second, she would be able to capture her easily!
"Don't worry. I've already said that I'm not looking for her based on her appearance or figure …" Su Yin smiled faintly.
To him, as long as the other party didn't throw away Art Saint Wu Daoxian's corpse, it didn't matter how many times she put on makeup or how well she hid.
Instead of leaving, Su Yin circled the area and came to the stern of the boat. He squatted down and looked into the water. "What's wrong? Are you still not coming out? Do you really want me to drag you out? "
Feng Qiqiu was puzzled. Just as she was about to ask him what he was doing, she saw a figure slowly emerge from the water where her Spiritual Perception hadn't detected anything.
It was no longer the maid from before, but a middle-aged boatman dressed in plain clothes. More importantly … when he emerged from the water, there wasn't a single drop of water on his clothes.
"This …" Feng Qiqiu's eyes widened.
She was able to enter the water without getting her clothes wet. However, in just a few breaths' time, she had turned into another person. It was truly inconceivable.
More importantly, if not for Su Yin's ability to sense the Art Saint's corpse, the other party could have hidden at the bottom of the boat, waiting for them to leave before coming out.
Thus, no one would have thought that she would return, and that she would be a boatman!
"I'm curious. How did you find me?"
The boatman was no longer as flustered as before. Instead, she looked at Zhang Xuan doubtfully. Clearly, she was also confused.
After stealing the Art Saint's corpse, she had been pursued for many years. With this method, she had managed to evade many dangers. Even Sages were no exception. She didn't expect that she would fail completely in front of this young man.
"Can we have a good talk now?"
Su Yin didn't answer her question. He smiled and said, "You should know that we have the ability to kill you and take the item away from you!"
The boatman fell silent.
No matter how she disguised herself, the other party would be able to see through her identity. Just this fact alone meant that she couldn't escape.
If she had any ill intentions, this young man would be able to kill her easily even without that person making a move.
They were both Quasi-Saints, but they were the weakest in terms of Painting Dao.
"This way, please!"
Su Yin said.
The boatman didn't say anything else. They entered the cabin, and the three of them sat down.
"I know that the Art Saint's corpse is in your hands. Tell me, what do I have to do for you to give it to me?" Su Yin said.
"You're quite direct!"
The boatman sneered. The body of a man and the voice of a woman sounded very strange. "If I keep it in my hands, I might be able to reach the Art Saint realm. What price do you think I can afford to pay?"
"If you don't give it to me, you'll die!" Su Yin said.
"Are you threatening me?" The boatman gritted her teeth.
"It's not a threat. It's a fact!" Su Yin said.
"You …" The boatman fell silent.
Indeed, even though the other party seemed to have a good temper, this was a battle of Dao. It was normal for him to kill someone if he didn't give it to him.
"Even though the appearance of the Art Saint is realistic, it lacks a certain spirit. If I'm not mistaken, you probably don't have a good grasp of the essence of the painting. Even if you keep the Art Saint's corpse in your hands, it'll be difficult for you to achieve a breakthrough!"
Su Yin flicked his wrist, and a scroll appeared before him. "This is a painting of mine, and it contains the essence of the painting. If you copy it a few more times, you should be able to take a step forward in your Painting Dao!"
The boatman frowned.
She had seen many such people before. They might seem kind, but they were even more despicable than robbers. At the very least, the latter would have a bad reputation. On the other hand, this kind of person wanted both fame and an item … They were hypocrites to the extreme!
Even without looking at it, she knew that this painting was definitely ordinary. Putting aside the Art Saint's corpse, she might not even be able to get it from her florist shop.
However, she had no choice but to lower her head. Her life was in the other party's hands. No matter how bitter the medicine was, she could only pinch her nose and swallow it.
"Alright, I'll admit defeat!"
The boatman harrumphed coldly. Instead of opening the painting, he flicked his wrist, and a corpse appeared before the duo.
There was no flesh on it, only a skeleton. It emanated the essence of the Painting Dao.
"Let's go!"
Su Yin didn't expect to obtain the corpse so easily. Grabbing it lightly, he kept it in his storage ring.
Feng Qiqiu nodded. The duo leaped out of the boat, tore open space, and disappeared from the spot in the blink of an eye.
"Sigh!"
Seeing them leave, the boatman sighed. His eyes were filled with disappointment.
After stealing the Art Saint's corpse for so many years, he thought that he would have a chance to reach Saint realm. However, it seemed like he had underestimated the heroes of the world.
However, with such a treasure in his possession, he had been living in fear for the past thousand years. Today, he was finally free.
"I wonder what kind of trash painting it is …"
His eyes fell on the scroll that the other party had placed in the cabin. He was just about to throw it away when he thought for a moment and opened it slowly.
Hu!
The contents of the painting immediately appeared before his eyes.
It was a grassland, and a few sheep were grazing on it quietly. It looked extremely simple, and there wasn't much embellishment or ink. However, it brought out the essence of the grassland, giving one a feeling of vastness and vastness.
Boom!
The boatman's mind jolted, and he felt as though he had entered the painting, entering another world.
The wild grass was low, and white birds were galloping. Taking a whiff of the fresh air made one's heart flutter.
"This is … the Cosmos in Painting? T-this … "
The boatman's lips trembled.
She was the Painting Spectre, Wu Yuechou, whom Young Master Xue had spoken of.
Even though her understanding of the Painting Dao hadn't reached Saint yet, she wasn't too far away from it. Even so, she nearly lost her mind after seeing this painting!
The Cosmos in Painting was a unique ability that the Art Saint, Wu Daoxian, had just comprehended. With just a glance, one would feel as though they had entered a real world.
She had thought that the other party had given her a piece of trash, but who would have thought that it would be this …
To the current Wu Yuechou, the value of this painting far exceeded that of a skeleton.
In other words, the other party was sincere in exchanging the painting with her. He wasn't a hypocrite, and she was the one who was gauging the heart of a gentleman.
"I know how many works the Art Saint has in his life, and there's no such painting. Could it be that … he really painted it himself?"
Recalling the words of the young man, Wu Yuechou hurriedly looked at the inscription on the painting and saw a line of words — Third day out of the forbidden grounds, painted at the Secluded Immortal Abode, Su Yin!
"Su Yin?"
Wu Yuechou was stunned. Her eyes drifted around. "That young man?"
(Today's fifth update, 20,000 words. Old Ya didn't disappoint. Are there any more monthly votes?)
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