"I understand, Junior Sister is out of weapons!"
Wen Zhi's words reminded the two of something: their junior sister's white plum blossom branch had broken when she fought Liu Xiu; how could she fight without a sword? Xiao Tingyu had given her many Law Treasure, but they were all defensive in nature. She couldn't just stand on the stage and passively take a beating, could she?
According to the competition rules, once someone is on the martial arts stage, those below cannot send Law Artifact up to them, otherwise it would cause chaos. Not to mention, the martial arts stage also has a protective barrier to prevent the disciples below from being accidentally injured if the competition on the stage is too intense.
The senior students were filled with regret; how could they have forgotten about this?
On stage, the Brushstroke Immortal revealed her Law Artifact paintbrush and looked at Qiaoqiao opposite her, "Where's your weapon?"
Qiaoqiao truthfully replied, "It's broken."
The Brushstroke Immortal chuckled lightly, slightly raising his chin. "Who would fight without a weapon? Or perhaps you think you can't win anyway, so you're just giving up?"
Her tone revealed a hint of arrogance; as one of the top twenty on the Azure Cloud Ranking, she didn't take this newly Foundation Establishment girl seriously.
"Fine, let's finish this quickly."
With just one move, she could send Qiaoqiao off the stage.
The vermilion brush, now saturated with ink, gleamed a blinding crimson. A gasp rippled through the disciples below. They all knew the Brushstroke Immortal could wield five colors; normally she used black against enemies. But if she used vermilion, it meant she would show no mercy. It seemed this young disciple was in deep trouble.
Just as she was about to gather her energy to sketch the design, she heard Qiaoqiao across from her say, "I heard that last month you sold a Seeking Immortals Painting ' at the Overlooking the River Pavilion for a high price of thirty million Spirit Stone. This painting of yours—"
"What, trying to curry favor with me?" The Brushstroke Immortal paused, then said arrogantly, "I advise you not to waste your energy. Even if you praise my painting to the skies, I won't go easy on you."
They would just praise her as a genius, a writer with divine talent, and so on; she had heard such compliments countless times.
"I've also heard that you paint a swallow as your emblem on your best works. This emblem comes from a Nestling Swallow Painting that you once sold. You really liked that painting, so you adopted the swallow as your symbol."
"That 'Brushstroke Immortal right." "What exactly are you trying to say? Are you trying to stall for time?"
Everyone in the Cultivation World knows that she rose to fame because of this painting. When it was auctioned at the Overlooking the River Pavilion, it attracted bids from two Mahayana cultivators, both of whom claimed to have seen "the essence of the Dao" in the painting.
In the Cultivation World, anything that can help people comprehend the Dao is a rare and coveted item, whether it's the famous Flowing Cloud Divine Lamp or the paintings of the Brushstroke Immortal.
The Nestling Swallow Painting sold for a high price of 80 million Spirit Stone and was eventually bought by one of the powerful figures.
Elder Chen has worked hard all his life and only managed to accumulate this many Spirit Stone. This price is enough to buy the entire Flowing Cloud Sect. I wonder what Mu Liuyun will think when she hears this.
The Brushstroke Immortal gained both fame and fortune from this painting, making a fortune. After that, every painting he created attracted cultivators who competed fiercely for it, all in pursuit of the elusive "Daoist intent" within the painting.
"It's a pity that after so long, no one has discovered that turning the swallow in the painting upside down and injecting a little spiritual energy will form a life-saving word 'save'."
"You're kidding me—what did you say?!"
Upon hearing the second half of the sentence, the Brushstroke Immortal's eyes widened suddenly—the swallow's mark—
impossible!
That couldn't possibly be the word "rescue"!
Qiaoqiao must be talking nonsense!
She instinctively wanted to deny it, but her heart was pounding. She had a vague premonition that her deepest secret was about to be discovered!
The barrier enveloped the training ground, but it didn't block out sound. Qiaoqiao's words clearly reached everyone's ears. The disciples were initially confused, but after carefully considering the meaning of her words, they wondered if she meant that the swallow in the painting by the Brushstroke Immortal was actually some kind of distress signal?
Why would she ask for help when she was perfectly fine? And why did she hide the word "help" in the painting?
Had she encountered some unknown threat?
But judging from her expression, she was clearly bewildered, as if she knew nothing about it.
That's so strange. How could she not know about her own painting?
"I also heard that several years ago, you brought your ten-year-old sister to the Profound Heaven Sect and let her live in your painting pavilion. I heard that your sister is frail and sickly and rarely sees outsiders. I wonder how she is now?"
"Shut up!"
The Fairy Bihua shouted sharply; she really knew! This disciple named Qiaoqiao had truly discovered her greatest secret!
How did she know?
A wave of fear washed over the fairy; she couldn't let her continue!
She wrote quickly, forming a bright red "death" character in one stroke. She wanted Qiaoqiao dead, immediately!
Just as she put pen to paper, Qiaoqiao spoke at the same time, "You thief who became famous by stealing your sister's paintings, don't you feel even a little bit guilty towards her?"
Disciples:!!!
What did Qiaoqiao say? The fairy's famous painting was actually a plagiarized work?!
This "other person" is none other than her own younger sister?!
Ever since she brought her younger sister back to the painting pavilion when she was ten, has she been using her own sister to gain fame and fortune?
Is this even human?!
The disciples below the stage were deeply shocked, never expecting that this seemingly ethereal female cultivator would have such a dark heart!
Just as they were questioning the truth of the matter, the character for "death" drawn in one stroke appeared in front of Qiaoqiao. The Brushstroke Immortal's face turned ferocious. "Kill her! As long as we kill this Qiaoqiao who is talking nonsense, everything can still be salvaged!"
"Junior Sister!"
Xiao Tingyu exclaimed in surprise.
Although she gave her junior sister many protective Law Treasure, they were all protective armor, while the calligraphy of the Brushstroke Immortal was more like an instant Curse, and the armor did not provide any protection.