Although Yang Zhen didn't care about the location of the Bell Terrace, they were still surprised when they arrived at the place.
A massive platform, resembling a giant peak that has been halved by a knife, sits atop a mountain, surrounded by jagged rocks, appearing exceptionally mysterious, yet jutting out into the clouds. Amidst the towering mountains, it evokes a strange and awe-inspiring feeling!
It's as if there should have always been such a huge platform between heaven and earth to connect and encompass everything.
"This is the Bell Terrace?" Yang Zhen was taken aback, looking at Great Master Su with surprise in his eyes.
Great Master Su nodded. " The Bell Terrace is also known as the Cloud Terrace. No one knows how it was built, or even when it was placed here. It seems to have existed since ancient times and has endured through the ages."
"What do I need to do?" Yang Zhen suddenly had a strange feeling. This Cloud Terrace was actually breathing. With each breath, it seemed as if the whole world was watching Yang Zhen and his group. This feeling came and went quickly, which surprised Yang Zhen.
Great Master Su gave Yang Zhen a deep look. "The so-called 'painting on the Cloud Terrace ' is secondary; the main purpose is for cultivators to convey their understanding of the Dao of Literary Qi, which is then amplified by the Cloud Terrace platform and presented to the world!"
After listening to him for a while, Yang Zhen nodded. "That makes sense!"
Simple?
Upon hearing this, everyone glared angrily at Yang Zhen.
"How arrogant! To be so arrogant in front of Great Master Su, just how ignorant and ignorant is Yang Zhen?"
"Simple?" Someone scoffed. "Who doesn't know that when Great Master Su was comprehending the Star Literary Talent Qi, he didn't eat for several days. If he hadn't finally condensed it, he might have starved to death. How can the word 'simple' describe the Star Literary Talent Qi that he comprehended through such a perilous journey?"
"Shh, Great Master Su hates it when people bring this up, but she still managed to understand it in the end. But even Great Master Su had such a difficult time to understand it, so where does Yang Zhen get his confidence?"
Inside Tieling City, upon hearing that Yang Zhen and Gan Bailin were going to have a painting contest on the Bell Terrace Bell Terrace, more and more people began to gather there.
In the entire Tieling City, the most precious thing is undoubtedly the Bell Terrace. Every time the Bell Terrace opens, it shocks almost all the cultivators in Tieling City. Now that they hear that the arrogant Yang Zhen has appeared in the Bell Tower and wants to compete with Gan Bailin in painting in front of Bell Terrace Great Master Su, how could they possibly miss such an event?
Everyone rushed to the vicinity of the Bell Terrace, looking at Yang Zhen and Gan Bailin with disbelief, and then at Great Master Su, all with a sense of surprise and uncertainty.
"What exactly is Great Master Su thinking? With Gan Bailin's strength, although there is hope of comprehending the Star Literary Talent Qi, it's far too dangerous. Under these circumstances, the possibility of Gan Bailin comprehending the Star Literary Talent Qi is almost only 50%!"
"My friend, you may not know this, but if Gan Bailin were to comprehend it on his own at this moment, a 50% chance would already be quite good. However, facing the challenge of Yang Zhen, that probability has increased significantly. This is probably what Great Master Su is thinking!"
"What?!" Everyone was taken aback, exchanging bewildered glances. "Could it be that Great Master Su went so far as to activate the Bell Terrace, giving that bastard Yang Zhen the opportunity to climb Bell Terrace and paint, all to help Gan Bailin?"
"That must be it. It's just a pity that such an arrogant person as Yang Zhen was allowed to ascend the Cloud Terrace!"
"Such an arrogant person will surely be exposed in comparison; his cultivation level will simply be revealed soon enough!"
Everyone looked at Gan Bailin with envy. They all knew how rare this opportunity was, but that was fate. Gan Bailin's luck was clearly much stronger than that of the people present.
Great Master Su actually went so far as to let that bastard Yang Zhen ascend the Cloud Terrace for Gan Bailin's sake.
The news spread like wildfire, quickly reaching the entire area around the Cloud Terrace and even spreading in all directions.
Yang Zhen took a deep breath, raised his head, glanced at Gan Bailin beside him, and slowly walked towards the Cloud Terrace.
Gan Bailin sneered, "Overestimating yourself!"
As he spoke, he glanced at Yang Zhen, then turned to look at Great Master Su, revealing a confident smile, and walked towards the Cloud Terrace as well.
As he walked, Gan Bailin's smile grew increasingly mocking.
Yang Zhen walked very slowly. At this rate, he would have already reached the painting table and was ready to start painting, but Yang Zhen might not have even reached the Cloud Terrace yet. It is said that the less Literary Talent Qi a person is, the slower they will be when climbing the Cloud Terrace!
Gan Bailin laughed heartily, striding past Yang Zhen with an air of arrogance, leaving behind a trail of hearty laughter.
The crowd below the platform was infected by Gan Bailin's laughter, and they all chuckled softly, their gazes towards Yang Zhen becoming somewhat amused.
However, no one noticed that Great Master Su's expression gradually turned to shock. Her eyes flickered as she looked at Yang Zhen, muttering to herself, " The Heaven and Earth Embryonic Breathing... he can actually sense the Heaven and Earth Embryonic Breathing! These seemingly slow and difficult steps are actually in harmony with the Heaven and Earth Embryonic Breathing. Yang Zhen... just what kind of person is he?"
Tian Rou clung tightly to the faucet, watching Yang Zhen slowly ascend the path, his pace growing slower and slower, and the distance between Gan Bailin growing ever greater. She whispered, "Brother Yang Zhen, keep going!"
Great Master Su chuckled softly, turned to look at Tian Rou, a hint of curiosity in her eyes. "Don't worry, Yang Zhen seems to be even stronger than I imagined. Although he may not be able to comprehend the Star Literary Talent Qi, he shouldn't lose to Gan Bailin!"
Suddenly, a buzzing sound came from the Cloud Terrace, and terrifying Literary Talent Qi swept out in all directions, filling the entire Cloud Terrace above the cloud platform with a loud boom.
Everyone was taken aback, staring in horror at the Cloud Terrace, their expressions instantly becoming quite interesting.
"It's Young Master Gan! Young Master Gan has already started painting, but I wonder what kind of painting he's going to make this time!"
"I never expected that Young Master Gan would cause such a surge of Literary Qi right from the start. If this continues, just how stunning will this painting become!"
"Look, Young Master Gan's brushstrokes are as swift as the wind, truly befitting a master. And Yang Zhen, he's only gone halfway here at such a leisurely pace. Is he here for sightseeing?"
"In the art of painting, every moment is crucial. Yang Zhen treated it like child's play, and lost almost from the very beginning!"
Rumble!
As Gan Bailin continued painting, terrifying Literary Talent Qi Inscriptions condensed in mid-air, slowly emanating a majestic aura that swept across the entire Cloud Terrace.
Everyone present was startled, feeling as if they were bathed in a spring breeze. They even had a desire for Gan Bailin to slow down so that they could experience the moment a little longer.
With such strength, Gan Bailin undoubtedly deserves to be ranked first on the Literary Brilliance Rankings. He has both the ability and the skill to do so.
In contrast, after slowly climbing up, Yang Zhen did not seize the opportunity to make up for the wasted time. Instead, he stood in front of the cutting board and closed his eyes blankly.
Everyone was stunned by this sudden and bizarre scene.
Now that things have come to this, shouldn't Yang Zhen be using this time to paint? What is he doing?