Compare them with Ding Ling.
Their paintings, calligraphy, and sculptures were like the scribbles of kindergarten children—truly unbearable to look at.
Of course, compared with ordinary people's work, they were still quite good.
But with Ding Ling's masterpiece setting the standard,
would they still dare take their works out?
Wouldn't that just make fools of themselves?
They simply could not bring themselves to do such a thing.
So they were in a difficult position.
They just had no idea what to do next.
They asked their peers.
Their peers rolled their eyes:
"I'm troubled by this too. You know my level. My calligraphy is outstanding in the industry, but in front of a true master like Ding Ling, it really amounts to nothing. Ding Ling's works are so valuable because they've all reached the Transformation Realm. Even in ancient times, he would have been on the level of the Painting Sage or the Calligraphy Sage! Even if I worked hard for another hundred years, I could never reach that level. It's entirely a matter of talent!"
"It's truly unbelievable. How did Ding Ling manage, at such a young age, to become so skilled in Kung Fu, cook so well, and also become a Painting Sage, a Calligraphy Sage, and a Grandmaster of sculpture? Did this fellow awaken memories and skills from his past lives? Otherwise, it's truly impossible to imagine how someone could achieve such terrifying accomplishments at his age!"
Many celebrities found it utterly baffling.
The Calligraphy Sage Wang Xizhi and the Painting Sage Wu Daozi were both peerless figures in their respective fields. Their names had been passed down through the ages, their reputations had endured for generations, and their surviving works were priceless and fiercely sought after.
And how old was Ding Ling?
To reach the level