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Next, Ning Zheng and the painter set aside their plans and began discussing various topics and interests, looking as though they had met too late in life.

After all, they had discovered that they were somewhat like-minded.

Ning Zheng could not help viewing the painter in a completely different light.

After all.

What bad intentions could a painter who only thought about painting have?

He stirred up wars and caused upheavals everywhere simply because he wanted to witness every clash between life and death as a bystander—the passion and epics of the era—and then paint a perfect scroll painting.

Only by using the dreams, ideals, courage, resistance, roars, and furious cries of all living beings as painting material could he, as a witness, paint a perfect epic chapter!

Just like a blacksmith who wanted to forge the most perfect divine weapon in the world.

Just like a chef who wanted to establish a top-tier restaurant in the Immortal Realm that even Immortal Venerables would have to reserve a table at.

What could be wrong with a photographer who recorded eternity in a fleeting instant?

Though in the blacksmith's words, he might simply be someone who enjoyed watching people fight, roar, and unleash the splendor of their lives, after which he was responsible for freezing that instant in time.

Perhaps it was precisely this obsession and fixation that had allowed the painter to create the eternal Scroll Painting—the first ember of the Nine Provinces, which had drawn back the grand curtain on the Nine Provinces.

After that, he had even painted the Chronicle of Ages.

He had painstakingly researched it step by step before he acquired so many astonishing painting techniques.

What about me?

My life, Ning Zheng's, had been magnificent and tumultuous. I had endured countless brushes with death on