Anyone who practiced the sword could no longer resist heading to Nie Li's Separate Courtyard, hoping to beg for a piece of his calligraphy. Even if they had to kneel outside his courtyard, they would get their hands on it!
Long Tianming's face had darkened more times than anyone could count. The boundless artistic conception of an ancient mighty expert was something every cultivator could only encounter by chance, never seek out at will.
Yet Nie Li simply refused to give him one!
Nie Li felt as though he had found another way to earn Soul Stones.
It was only a single character. Couldn't he write as many as he wanted?
He could charge for each character, letting people come in to comprehend it only after they paid their Soul Stones.
On the Sky Screen.
Still unwilling to give up, Yan Yang stopped Nie Li and said he wanted to buy the calligraphy, offering a hundred thousand Soul Stones.
Even Nie Li was tempted by that price. It's only one character. If I can earn a hundred thousand Soul Stones from it, why not agree?
Seeing Nie Li's thoughtful, tempted expression, Yan Yang said that if it was not enough, he could raise his offer to a hundred and fifty thousand Soul Stones, though even that fell far short of the calligraphy's true value.
Long Tianming could barely keep his expression composed. Earlier, he had been slyly mocking Nie Li, claiming that his calligraphy was merely well written and contained no artistic conception. Then Yan Yang and Gu Bei had slapped him in the face with their responses. Naturally, he could hardly save face.
So he remarked sarcastically that since Nie Li was unwilling to sell, why should Yan Yang insist?
Nie Li spoke up firmly, saying it was only