Forget It, Leave Him Be
What's this?
Chu Ping'a Jingjing watched the two people staring at each other, and a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.
"Could it be that Li Baimei has taken a liking to Gu De?"
"Or is it that Gu De has feelings for Li Baimei?"
Anyway, ever since he came out, Gu De's path has basically followed Li Baimei's.
Of course, he knew it very well.
Gu De probably felt a mixture of jealousy and resentment towards Li Baimei.
However, knowing this was one thing, Chu Ping'an still happily imagined a grand drama unfolding in his mind.
Just then, a fluctuation suddenly occurred in the surrounding world.
In an instant, everyone's attention shifted from the immediate matter to searching for the source of the disturbance.
"The World in the Painting is about to appear."
Someone spoke up.
Lu Changzhi also began to examine it with great interest.
After this aura appeared, about ten breaths later, the surrounding world began to change.
Lu Changzhi looked around with great interest, and after a moment, he murmured softly.
"It seems the World in the Painting is quite beautiful."
At this moment, the world they were in still contained the same things and scenes as before, with nothing added or removed, but the colors had changed.
It is no longer the vibrant color of flowers and willows, but has lost its hue, leaving only varying shades of ink.
In about ten breaths, no other colors could be seen, and this change continued.
Lu Changzhi noticed that, upon closer inspection, the people and scenery here now seemed to have lost all their previous three-dimensionality.
"A two-dimensional foil?"
A word suddenly flashed through Lu Changzhi's mind, along with a guess.
Is this World in the Painting really meant for everyone to work on a single flat surface?
After he finished speaking, Lu Changzhi's eyes lit up with interest.
If that's the case, it seems quite interesting.
As Lu Changzhi thought to himself.
Around them, most of the people had entered a meditative state, concentrating intently as if they were trying to gain some insight from the process.
Brush.
Not far from here, a black dot appeared in the void.
Once it appeared, it spread rapidly, as if ink had been dropped into water.
In the blink of an eye, it formed a rather large ink blob.
Jiang Tong's voice rang in Lu Changzhi's ears at that moment.
"That's the entrance to the World in the Painting."
Just as Jiang Tong finished speaking, another voice rang out from somewhere else.
Everyone knows the rules.
"Each faction has a quota limit. If any faction exceeds this limit, the other factions must join forces to suppress it."
As soon as he finished speaking, the group from the Huaxia Sect began to walk towards the ball of ink.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, everyone who touched the blob of ink vanished into thin air in the next instant.
As each figure entered, the mass of ink seemed to be affected with each person entering, its size decreasing at a visible rate, and its overall color gradually fading.
Lu Changzhi glanced at it.
As he had guessed, the other factions were now all eager to fight, watching Mo Tuan intently.
Presumably, they are waiting for the Huaxia Sect to go in first before they rush up to fight for a spot.
At this moment, Jiang Kui, who was standing nearby, turned to look at Lu Changzhi and Gu Chen and said.
"You two will still need to compete for this later."
"Although each clan has a maximum number of people allowed to enter, the number of people this World in the Painting can accommodate at any one time is uncertain."
"But judging from the current changes in this ink mass, many people will inevitably miss the opportunity to enter this time."
Lu Changzhi nodded, and after a brief assessment, he agreed that it was indeed the case.
This ink blob doesn't look like it can be used by many people.
According to his estimate, nearly half of the clan forces that came this time would probably not get a chance to enter.
On the other side, after Jiang Kui finished speaking, all the elders of the Jiang Clan stared at Lu Changzhi.
The reason Jiang Kui spoke up to remind him was essentially because they were the ones who were reminding him, as they noticed that Lu Changzhi seemed a little too calm and composed.
Of course, it's also possible that this is their first time participating, or that they are unaware of the situation.
However, Jiang Kui has already spoken up to remind him.
Privately, members of other clans were also preparing at all times, like sharp swords about to be released from a bow.
But looking at the master and apprentice, one remained completely unconcerned, while the other simply watched, seemingly without any opinion of his own.
So you didn't listen to my warning at all.
"Forget it, let's ignore him."
Some people exchanged glances, then gently shook their heads.
They've already given out the spots they were supposed to give; if you can't get them yourself, you can't blame them.
Such matters, involving resources and spiritual cultivation, rarely involve composure and elegance; how could they be resolved without some struggle?
On the other side, the Tai Clan.
Tai Jiuling kept an eye on the Jiang Clan out of the corner of his eye, or more accurately, on Lu Changzhi and Gu Chen.
The way the two of them were behaving made one quite suspicious.
They seemed indifferent and unassuming, but that didn't necessarily mean they were determined to get in.
Could it be that they sensed hostility from them and were therefore afraid to go in?
That possibility cannot be ruled out.
Upon realizing this, Tai Jiuling's eyes narrowed slightly.
If that's the case, then it's enough to prove that these two people do indeed have extraordinary abilities.
But if they don't go in, all his previous preparations will be for nothing.
As Tai Jiuling was pondering this, the Huaxia Sect members had already entered.
Seeing that there was no possibility of offense, the younger generation of various forces were instantly enveloped in light, which transformed into the clan forces they represented. They rushed towards the ink ball floating in mid-air, whether near or far.
Jiang Kui did the same, and after conjuring the "Jiang Clan" character on his body, he turned to look at the two of them and conjuring the "Jiang" character for them as well.
He was about to speak up a second time to remind them, "It's time to go."
At this moment, Jiang Kui heard Lu Changzhi speak.
"Since we both represent the Jiang Clan, let's do it together."
After saying that, Lu Changzhi put one hand on Jiang Kui's shoulder.
The next moment, Lu Changzhi had an idea; he needed to be quick and select it directly.
He might not be sure about choosing someone else, but choosing Jiang Tong is definitely the right choice.
Power surged from Lu Changzhi's palm, instantly enveloping Jiang Kui.
Jiang Kui was puzzled. He had hands and feet, and his speed was by no means slow; he didn't need Jiang Kui's help...
The idea hadn't been finalized.
"Brush--"
Jiang Kui suddenly felt a moment of weightlessness.