A poetry duel with a prince

The ink on the Drawing Board was still wet, and the Water Kirin knew that touching it now would ruin the painting.

She looked at it carefully for a moment, growing more and more fond of it. The slight impatience she had felt from being disturbed vanished completely, and she turned her beautiful eyes to Li Hao:

Did you draw this for me?

"Does the senior like it?"

Li Hao noticed the joy in her eyes and breathed a sigh of relief, smiling as he said, "If you like it, senior, then it's yours."

The Water Kirin smiled, and the entire Cold Pond seemed to brighten considerably. She chuckled softly:

"I never expected that there would be such a skilled painter among the Human Race. The painting is indeed excellent; I feel as if I am standing on the paper."

"I'm glad you like it, senior."

The painting is not just a reproduction, but also an artistic processing, like adding a filter, making it naturally beautiful.

Li Hao glanced at her twice and asked in a low voice, "Senior, how about I draw a picture of you in your current human form?"

This time, the Water Kirin didn't reject him; instead, it looked at Li Hao with interest. "You can draw?"

"As long as you cooperate, I can draw all day long!" Li Hao said with a smile.

"Alright, then draw another one for me to see," the Water Kirin agreed.

"Good!"

Li Hao readily agreed; this was a rare opportunity to get some freebies.

"Senior, please stand by the pool, turn your body slightly to the side, um, like this..."

Li Hao asked her to pose with her body turned to the side, which, combined with her stunning beauty, made her resemble a gentle, sorrowful woman standing by Jade Pool.

He quickly picked up his pen and began to draw.

After One Incense Stick.

The second painting is finished.

[Painting Dao Experience +1738]

The experience didn't diminish much, mostly because of the transformation, which was a different form.

Soon, Li Hao handed the painting to the other party.

The Water Kirin glanced at it, and its eyes immediately brightened. The woman in the painting was sorrowful, with sad eyes, revealing an otherworldly loneliness and Qing Shuang, like a water lily drifting away from the world.

This is actually me... The Water Kirin felt that the woman in the painting was much more beautiful than she actually looked.

Moreover, isn't that lingering sadness between her brows a reflection of her inner self?

Alone in the Cold Pond, she has been lonely for a thousand years. The Sandalwood Palace is a place for humans, but not for her... In this bustling Human Race city, she appears even more lonely.

Gazing at the painting, she gradually became engrossed.

Seeing that she was lost in thought, Li Hao didn't disturb her. He simply tidied up his Drawing Board slightly and then sketched her absorbed expression once more.

In an era without photographs, his paintings were able to freeze time.

Li Hao believes that most people would probably like it.

Soon, the third painting was also completed.

[Painting Dao Experience +1541]

The experience decreased slightly, but it was still a huge amount.

I earned over 5,000 experience points from just three paintings—it's an absolute steal!

Once Li Hao finished his painting, the Water Kirin came to its senses and asked, "Is it finished?"

So you noticed... Li Hao chuckled inwardly. Even though he had already noticed, he still maintained his absent-minded posture. It seemed that the other party was intentionally cooperating.

"It's finished."

Li Hao nodded and turned the Drawing Board towards her.

Upon seeing the third painting, the Water Kirin's smile deepened. Its dazed expression was lifelike, and the light slanted across its clear eyes, as if reflecting a myriad of thoughts.

She had indeed briefly reminisced about some events from a thousand years ago, and he actually noticed?

This little Human Race can actually read my mind?

The Water Kirin looked at Li Hao, its eyes now much more amiable, and said, "Your Painting Skill are indeed quite good. You said you are a member of the Li Family?"

"Mm." Li Hao nodded.

The Water Kirin said with great interest, "The Divine General Residence Li Family is famous All Under Heaven, but as far as I know, the Li Family has strict rules, and all its members are Warrior. How could they allow you to dabble in unorthodox techniques?"

"The Painting Dao is not necessarily a trivial skill."

Li Hao smiled slightly, "Besides, cultivation and painting don't interfere with each other. Cultivation always gets tiring sometimes."

"Oh?"

The Water Kirin raised an eyebrow.

Li Hao temporarily concealed his Myriad Manifestation Attribute, released the Aura of Fifteen Li, and then reactivated his Myriad Manifestation Attribute.

The Water Kirin was slightly taken aback, and couldn't help but widen its eyes slightly, looking at Li Hao in surprise.

Fifteen Li?

Yet its vital Qi and Blood, blood, Root Bone still appear so fresh and tender.

"Senior, you have some rare free time today, how about I paint a few more for you?" Li Hao said with a tempting smile.

The Water Kirin glanced at the drawing paper in her hand. She had already used her strength to dry the paper, and nodded, saying, "That's fine too."

Li Hao smiled inwardly and immediately had her stand by the Jade Pool again to continue painting.

Soon, one painting after another was completed.

After drawing eleven sheets, the Painting Dao experience only increased by 351 points when the twelfth sheet was completed.

Although it's much less than before, it's still quite substantial compared to other subjects.

That's all for today.

The Water Kirin accepted the latest painting, glanced at it, and a bright smile appeared on its face.

"Is the senior dissatisfied?" Li Hao asked, just as he was about to pick up his pen.

The woman with the Water Kirin shook her head and said, "My attire today is too plain. Your painting skills are so exquisite. I'll paint you again next time when I'm dressed up a bit better."

Li Hao was speechless. It is said that everyone has a love of beauty, but he did not expect that this Great Demon King also had one.

Do you feel like you're not dressed up nicely enough today?

But Li Hao felt that she was already otherworldly beautiful.

"Okay."

Li Hao didn't force him, since there was plenty of time in the future.

"What's your name?" the Water Kirin asked.

Li Hao.

The Water Kirin was slightly surprised; the name was rather arrogant. It would be acceptable if Li Hao were born into the Imperial Family.

"Senior, what about you?" Li Hao asked, not wanting to miss the opportunity to make friends.

"I take the surname of the first Palace Master; my surname is Song," the Water Kirin said with a slight smile. "My name is Song Qiumo."

Song Qiumo ... Li Hao nodded slightly and said, "Senior Qiumo, I'll come to see you again when I have time. How should I call you then?"

"I can see through you just by gently touching the water," Song Qiumo said with a smile.

Li Hao remembered and nodded, saying, "Goodbye, senior."

Song Qiumo her hand lightly, turned around and drifted away, taking more than a dozen paintings with her back to the Jade Pool.

She used her power to cover the drawings, enveloping them like a thin film, so that the pool water could not touch them.

"This dive... I think it deserves a perfect score of ten."

Seeing that the other person entered the Cold Pond without splashing a single drop of water, Li Hao couldn't help but secretly admire him.

He didn't immediately put away his Drawing Board, but continued painting the Cold Pond and the cliff.

Although Song Qiumo, the Water Kirin, is not in the painting, the stunning scenery alone is enough to provide a wealth of experience.

Li Hao had also tried to construct magnificent and grand scenes, even strange and ferocious beasts, in his mind, but after drawing them, he gained very little experience.

He didn't know why; perhaps it was due to a lack of certain details or spirit?

He then painted four or five more pictures of Lone Cliff Cold Pond.

Having gained five or six hundred experience points, Li Hao felt it was time to leave, when he suddenly heard someone reciting poetry:

"Lone Peak, steep and desolate, stands forlorn; drifting white clouds resemble tears from the heavens."

"Where does the path on the road lead? And who understands my heart's desire?"

As they were talking, a figure slowly walked over. Just as Li Hao saw Li Hao by the Cold Pond, Li Hao also turned around to look at the figure.

The two exchanged a glance and recognized each other.

Prince?

Li Hao was surprised; this person was actually one of the Two Princes of the Class A Institute, and his name seemed to be Jiang Hanxing.

Jiang Hanxing also recognized Li Hao. If we were to say who was the most outstanding person in the Class A Institute today, it would undoubtedly be the Young Master of the Li Family in front of him.

From the moment he entered the Class A Institute, he noticed Wang Han and Li Hao, along with other disciples of the Divine General Residence, but he did not approach them.

Remembering that he had just walked over reciting poetry, Jiang Hanxing suddenly felt his face flush red, burning with embarrassment. Damn it, how could there be someone here?

However, this guy is the son of a military general; he probably doesn't understand the difference between good and bad, right?

After a brief eye contact, Jiang Hanxing controlled the heat on his face and greeted them with a smile:

"Young Master of the Li Family?"

"Hello."

Li Hao gave a very official response, indicating that he wasn't interested in these Imperial Clan members.

The other prince, Jiang Ye, had come to find him and Li Yuanzhao shortly after the start of the semester, expressing his intention to befriend them.

But the ambition in that kid's eyes was too obvious. Li Hao was too lazy to get involved in these troublesome matters related to the Imperial Clan, so he didn't pay much attention to him. He also told Yuanzhao not to get too close to these guys, as this was not a place they could easily get involved in.

Who are you here?

Jiang Hanxing curiously examined the Drawing Board in front of Li Hao. He wouldn't be surprised if Li Hao was practicing his skills here.

But what's the point of carrying a pen and ink?

Thinking that Li Hao had entered the Black White Hall through special circumstances and was at least at the Soul Succession Realm, his gaze became slightly more serious.

"Just looking for inspiration," Li Hao said casually, while turning his gaze away and preparing to paint.

Jiang Hanxing was somewhat surprised, and a hint of interest appeared in his eyes. He had secretly been observing this Young Master of the Li Family back in the Class A Institute.

After all, the other person's name was bestowed upon him personally by his father, the emperor.

He had heard his mother mention this matter since he was a child, and when he saw it on the day he started school, he couldn't help but pay more attention to it.

Li Hao's behavior was indeed different from that of ordinary people. He had previously felt sorry for him, thinking that the other party had received too much favor and had been raised into a spoiled brat by the Li Family Jiajiao.

But after listening to Teacher Su Yehua's words today, I realized that she is a hidden genius.

"Collecting folk songs?"

Jiang Hanxing Past curiously and saw Li Hao picking up a brush to paint. The lonely mountain and Cold Pond appeared on the paper, and the painting was extremely vivid and artistic.

He stared, stunned.

Born into the Imperial Family, he practiced martial arts from a young age but also loved Poetry and Literature, so how could he not see that this painting skill was quite remarkable?

After Li Hao finished drawing, Jiang Hanxing couldn't help but ask, "Young Master Li, you can draw too?"

Li Hao didn't even blink, picking up his pen to continue, "You can write poetry too, can't you?"

When poetry was mentioned, Jiang Hanxing blushed slightly.

Liking something is one thing, but actually being able to do it is another.

He does have some knowledge of it.

But that poem wasn't written seriously; the words and sentences were just impromptu, merely to express the frustration in my heart, without any careful crafting.

"Young Master Li also understands poetry?"

"I know a little."

"Oh?"

Jiang Hanxing was quite surprised, but then became interested and said, "Why doesn't Young Master Li also compose a poem?"

"Write a poem?"

Li Hao glanced at him. He realized that he had already reached the Third Dan of poetry experience, but he had not yet grasped the Poetic Heart, so he had no experience in writing poems.

"That's right, how about... we use this Cold Pond in Li Shao's painting as the basis for a poem, and we compose one together?"

Jiang Hanxing became interested in a poetry contest and wanted to compare his skills with Li Hao's to save face for his impromptu poem earlier, lest people think that his poetry was really that bad.

Li Hao glanced at it. "Cold Pond? Then please go first."

"Let's go with Li Shaoxian. My talent and learning are limited, and I need more time to develop my skills," Jiang Hanxing quickly said.

Li Hao didn't think he was being modest; the poem the other person had recited earlier was terrible, and he hadn't even gotten the rhymes right.

"Okay."

Li Hao, being easygoing, didn't think much of it and recited a poem:

"Li Bai was about to set sail when he suddenly heard singing and dancing on the shore."

"The water of Peach Blossom Pool is a thousand feet deep, but it cannot compare to the affection Wang Lun showed me."

After finishing the poem, he didn't stop painting and continued sketching.

In the past, reciting a poem by the "Poet Immortal" would have earned at least a hundred experience points, but now the experience points are already maxed out, and there are none at all.

To respect the original work, he didn't change a single word.

Doesn't fit the background? Ha, what do I care?

Jiang Hanxing was somewhat amazed after listening; the poem had a certain charm.

"Young Master Li, you didn't write this poem on the spot, did you?" Jiang Hanxing said, as the scene described in the poem didn't match the current situation.

"Just tell me if there's any pool of water inside," Li Hao said.

"..."

Jiang Hanxing was speechless. There was water in the pool, but where were the peach blossoms? There were no peach blossoms here at all!

He thought for a moment, then asked, "Did Young Master Li make this himself, or...?"

The suspicion in his eyes was quite obvious.

"Anyway, you won't find any other authors in this world," Li Hao said calmly.

Jiang Hanxing was somewhat surprised by his confidence and asked again, "Then may I ask Li Bai mentioned in the poem is?"

"His surname is Li, so naturally he is an ancestor of my Li Family."

"... And who is Wang Lun?"

"My ancestor's number one Eldest Brother."

"???"

What the heck is "Top Eldest Brother"?

Jiang Hanxing looked completely taken aback.

"It's your turn." Li Hao glanced at him.

Jiang Hanxing came to his senses and was somewhat speechless, but fortunately, he had actually secretly played a Mind's Eye. He had written a poem about the Cold Pond Pool Waterfall earlier, which he could use today.

Although it may not be a perfect description of the scene before us, it is still much better than Li Hao's outrageous poem.