Apparently, this was the part those participating in the Painting Refinement were meant to paint.
Without dwelling on it, Song Yan continued looking at the other paintings.
The landscape and pastoral scroll had a profound artistic conception, but he was no hermit, so it resonated with him only so much.
The flowers, birds, fish, and insects were too delicate and intricate. He felt he lacked the patience to appreciate them.
The wild abandon of the birds and beasts, if he had to say, did share something of a Sword Cultivator's bold spirit, but...
Was describing himself that way a little too crude?
Soon, Song Yan noticed something very strange.
Cultivators had chosen to enter all six of the other scrolls in varying numbers. Only the Portrait, though people frequently stopped before it, mostly drew shakes of the head and sighs before they left.
Not a single person had entered it.
Why hasn't anyone chosen this figure painting?
Song Yan could not help wondering.
Just then, a valiant-looking female cultivator stood before the Portrait, her head slightly inclined as she studied the painting realm before her.
Little Song stood before the landscape scroll to her left, seemingly examining its painted realm, but actually watching the Female Cultivator's reaction to the Portrait out of the corner of his eye with some curiosity.
The woman frowned and hesitated for a while before finally giving a soft sigh, apparently deciding against entering it as well.
Song Yan knew nothing about the Painting Dao, and Senior Brother Lin Qing had already entered the birds-and-beasts scroll, leaving him no one to ask.
This female cultivator looked as though she should be fairly approachable, so he simply stepped forward and asked directly, "Excuse me... Fairy."
"..."
The Female Cultivator did not respond or even turn her face