Come Quickly!

Time passed second by second under everyone's watchful eyes.

The two had not spoken since then.

The crowd looked at this and then at that, and a guess began to form in their minds:

"Are these two just planning to stay here indefinitely?"

The thought of this possibility made many people present look rather grim.

Putting everything else aside, given the current situation, this World in the Painting is not at all the excellent place for cultivation that I had expected before coming here.

Even though there seems to be no immediate danger to his life, it's clearly unlikely that he can cultivate.

Of course, many people are optimistic about this.

The two are currently at this point, and it's impossible for them to maintain this stalemate indefinitely.

Many people's eyes were on Li Baimei, and they guessed in their hearts:

"After some more time, it's likely that the Huaxia Sect will be the first to lose patience."

After all, it seems that the main reason they are able to stand their ground is this strange melon rind.

If he himself possessed sufficient strength to contend with that old man, then why wouldn't this melon-skinned fellow have intervened earlier?

There is inevitably a gap in strength.

"But if that's the case,"

Some people couldn't help but shake their heads slightly.

"Then the previous threat doesn't seem like much anymore."

And that's exactly what many people thought.

After trying various methods and finding it impossible to leave the World in the Painting, Jin Wuliang stopped dwelling on the matter.

If he can't leave, does that mean the other person can?

He didn't think the other person had more choices than he did.

If you want to keep wasting your time on yourself, then so be it.

Those melon rinds can't stay forever. Once they disappear, this kid will inevitably be in a passive position.

However, according to his estimation, the kid would probably lose his patience before the melon rind completely disappeared.

Time flew by, and about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn passed in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, as if Jin Wuliang had guessed correctly, Lu Changzhi suddenly made a move.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Lu Changzhi raised his hand and flipped it over. The next moment, an object appeared before everyone's eyes.

Many people were slightly taken aback when they saw what was being taken out.

Some people even blurted it out unconsciously.

"Should we call for help?"

What Lu Changzhi took out was a stick of incense, which looked similar to the one that A Luo had lit earlier.

The only difference was that the one that A Luo had lit earlier was of extraordinary origin, as one could sense with a little effort.

The incense stick in front of us seems unusual, but upon closer inspection, it reveals something quite extraordinary.

Lu Changzhi raised his hand and waved it, and a flash of fire landed on the incense stick.

The incense was lit the next moment.

A wisp of smoke immediately drifted out from the incense.

As everyone watched the smoke slowly rise and linger, they suddenly noticed that once it reached a slightly higher point, it no longer rose straight up. Instead, it seemed to be guided by an invisible force in mid-air, actually managing to form two words in the air.

"Come quickly!"

Seeing this scene, everyone present was moved.

Judging from this, it must be the people from the Huaxia Sect who have arrived.

This fragrance is truly unique; is it really that obvious?

Someone immediately turned to look at Jin Wuliang, only to see him calmly looking at Li Baimei, as if he didn't care about the matter at all.

And at that moment—

"Brush--"

A whooshing sound suddenly rang out high in the sky.

Everyone was startled and immediately looked up in the direction from which the sound came. They saw a black dot high up that was falling towards where Li Baimei was.

Everyone immediately focused their attention to see what the black dot was, but the dot was moving too fast, and its speed only suddenly slowed down when it was almost near Li Baimei.

Only then did everyone present realize what this black dot that had suddenly appeared out of thin air actually was.

It was none other than the exact same melon that Lu Changzhi had just taken out.

The only difference is that there was only one before, but now there are six!

"Wait!"

"I'll be there soon."

Suddenly, a sound arose in the World in the Painting, its origin unknown, yet seemingly omnipresent.

As the sound faded, the six melons floated around Li Baimei.

In that instant, a feeling arose in everyone's heart:

At this moment, with Li Baimei standing here, even if the heavens and earth were to collapse, it would probably not be able to harm him in the slightest.

For a moment, many people were so shocked that they couldn't speak.

Many eyes turned to Li Baimei, and they couldn't help but wonder...

"Just who is this person from the Huaxia Sect?"

"Such a powerful and extraordinary scoop, to be able to summon so many at once."

"And who was that voice just now?"

"Could it be... that top expert from the Huaxia Sect?!"

Upon realizing this, everyone present found it utterly unbelievable.

Who would have thought that a small World in the Painting could lead to an encounter with beings of such a level?

Among the crowd, Gu De did not try to guess who had made the voice.

At this moment, his gaze was fixed on Jin Wuliang.

He noticed that Jin Wuliang's expression visibly changed the moment the six melons appeared at the same time.

Although it was quickly suppressed, the unease reflected in that brief moment was extremely intense.

Could it be that Li Baimei could force the old man to retreat without even making a move?

A thought flashed through Gu De's mind.

At this moment, Lu Changzhi's gaze returned to Jin Wuliang.

Their eyes met, and the next moment, Lu Changzhi's voice rang out.

"Your turn. Call someone."

Jin Wuliang stared intently at Lu Changzhi.

What exactly is your relationship with him?

Lu Changzhi did not answer, but only said...

You'll find out soon enough.

Jin Wuliang's gaze suddenly became incredibly sharp, as if he wanted to pierce through Lu Changzhi's entire being.

Unfortunately, it seems that its purpose was not achieved.

But he finally spoke.

"It's just a mere Scroll of the Falling Brush; it's already useless to me."

"Since you desire it so much, I may refuse."

Having said that, he raised his hand and released his mental power, as if something had been cut apart and returned to A Luo's body.

Everyone watched this action, paying no attention to what Jin Wuliang actually said.

Because they all knew in their hearts that the old man seemed genuinely timid, and in a rather anxious way.

And that is indeed the case.

The sudden appearance of these six melons was truly beyond his expectations.

One melon might be a stroke of luck, but to produce six melons and still call it luck seems a bit far-fetched.

Know when to quit while you're ahead, and know when to leave.

As this power of will returned to A Luo's body, the connection between Jin Wuliang and A Luo was completely severed.

Lu Changzhi glanced at A Luo and nodded slightly.

Then he spoke to Jin Wuliang.

"I'm just kidding. Even if you give her her freedom, you won't be able to leave!"