boyutpedia Chapter 94 Taking the Painting
Chapter 94 Taking the Painting
Seeing that he had his own ideas, Luo Sifan obediently shut his mouth.
A soft gurgling sound rang out, and the beautiful woman on the jade bed, who had been lying stiffly for a long time, actually trembled a few times.
Her chest and abdomen bulged and contracted, and with a soft cough, the beautiful woman exhaled a long breath of stale air. Before the two men's eyes, her red lips slowly began to open and close, as if she were breathing like a living person.
"Good! Good! That's it!"
The middle-aged man's expectant expression turned to joy as he took one of the beautiful woman's hands on the jade bed, feeling the faint warmth from the flow of blood in her veins, and was overjoyed.
Luo Sifan silently stayed with him for the better part of an hour, until the middle-aged man was certain that the beautiful woman's condition had stabilized.
"Little brother!"
After calming down, the middle-aged man remembered that Luo Sifan was behind him, and turned around to greet him apologetically.
Her eyes shone with admiration and gratitude for Luo Sifan.
"My apologies! Concern clouded my judgment, brother. I completely forgot to introduce myself. My surname is Dugu, and my given name is Jing. The lady on the jade bed is my wife, Xu Liqiu. May I ask your name, and where you come from, young brother?"
Luo Sifan cupped his hands in greeting and explained his name and background.
"Brother Lin, I am deeply grateful for your kindness. I, Dugu Jing, will forever remember your life-saving grace to my wife and me, and will never forget it until the day I die!"
Dugu Jing felt a little uneasy about Luo Sifan's seemingly ordinary background, but his face remained warm as he expressed his gratitude to Luo Sifan in a firm and decisive manner.
Luo Sifan politely declined, saying that as an alchemist, it was his duty.
Dugu Jing smiled slightly, too lazy to promise Luo Sifan any more benefits. He stood up, placed his hand on the jade bed, and wiped under the bed with his other hand.
The rune array immediately dimmed, and the spiritual connection between the painting and the jade bed was severed by Dugu Jing's palm strike.
“Brother Lin, this painting rightfully belongs to you. My wife’s life has been restored, and she no longer needs to rely on this place. This painting is now yours to handle!”
As Dugu Jing spoke, his hands never stopped moving. In the blink of an eye, the jade bed and Xu Liqiu were both taken into a secret realm.
He turned his body to the side, generously giving Luo Sifan the central space of the painting.
Seeing that his forthright and natural manner was smooth, Luo Sifan didn't bother with any polite words. He confidently stepped forward and occupied the core of the artifact. Right in front of Dugu Jing, he poured his own Taiyi Qingxuan spiritual energy directly into the core of the artifact.
Having gained experience from controlling the dragon-slaying technique last time, Luo Sifan's operation was much more skillful and smooth this time.
Deep within the soul, as the control over spiritual energy intensifies, the projection of the painting transforms from blurry to solid.
A unique aura of power belonging to Luo Sifan swept across the entire small world within the painting in an instant.
Countless living beings, including the arrogant Wu Kui who was still lingering outside the lake, were all terrified under the pressure. Luo Sifan's divine appearance descended from the sky and struck their very souls.
Wu Kui let out a mournful cry and fled back as if struck by a heavy blow. The malice he harbored towards Luo Sifan in his soul was shattered, leaving him in extreme pain.
Every reaction within the painting was meticulously reflected in Luo Sifan's divine soul projection.
With just a thought, Luo Sifan could render that Wu Kui unable to live or die.
Only Dugu Jing's presence within the painting was something he could not shake in the slightest.
Luo Sifan opened his eyes, looked at Dugu Jing who was standing silently to the side, and grinned:
"Senior Dugu! I have mastered the essence of this painting!"
After gaining control of the artifact's core, Luo Sifan realized that the true form of this treasure was a painting scroll, which had been unfolded and placed on the ceiling of the study.
What's remarkable is that the creatures in this painting are all real objects, as if some great master had moved hundreds of miles of land from the real world and placed them in the painting.
Even the spirit in the painting, the Wu Kui, is a real, lively demon beast.
Dugu Jing seemed to know his surprise, and smiled faintly:
"Brother Lin, although the black Kui in the painting is a bit reckless, it is still a living being. If it is fed properly, its potential to break through to a higher level is still considerable."
The implication is that, if properly nurtured, the power of this painting will multiply as the abilities of the spirit within it improve.
Luo Sifan was savoring the novelty of this thing when he heard this and nodded repeatedly, unable to suppress his smile.
"that…"
At this moment, Dugu Jing seemed to remember something, and his expression became somewhat troubled:
“Brother Lin, this Wu Kui is actually a little pet that my wife used to keep. It has been neglected for hundreds of years and has become increasingly unruly. If my wife wakes up, she will probably miss it. Brother Lin, for my sake, how about you spare its life in the future?”
Luo Sifan was slightly taken aback. He hadn't expected that Wu Kui also had a powerful backer. Naturally, he wouldn't offend Dugu Jing and readily agreed.
"That's good!"
Dugu Jing breathed a sigh of relief and bowed deeply to Luo Sifan:
“Brother Lin, I am in a hurry to take your sister-in-law to find a doctor and medicine, so I cannot stay here with you any longer. I, Dugu Jing, will never forget this life-saving grace. If you ever need anything from me in the future, please just let me know, and I, Dugu Jing, will do my best to help!”
Luo Sifan hurriedly returned the greeting and exchanged a few polite words.
When he looked up, Dugu Jing had already vanished without a trace, apparently rushing to the outside world to relieve his wife's sword-body affliction.
Although Luo Sifan used up a branch of Crimson Pearl Grass this time, he successfully obtained a rare artifact from the painting. He was also grateful for the deep love between Dugu Jing and his wife, who had been separated for a hundred years. He felt that the expense was well worth it and had no worries about gaining or losing anything.
With a single thought, Luo Sifan turned around and was outside the painting.
Grandpa Zhao and Shu Hongyi, among others, were still staring intently at the spot where Luo Sifan was hiding. When they saw that Luo Sifan was safe and sound and appeared with a smile on his face, their tense expressions immediately relaxed.
For them, Luo Sifan's journey would only take a moment.
Luo Sifan stood still, stroking his hands, and a ceiling painting slowly rolled up.
Old Master Zhao, his body almost translucent, nodded slightly, unsurprisingly quite satisfied with Luo Sifan's performance.
The enormous scroll gradually shrank in Luo Sifan's hands, eventually becoming a small scroll about a foot in size, which silently fell into Luo Sifan's hands.
With a chuckle, Luo Sifan stored it inside the Mirage Pearl.
"Tsk tsk, Brother Lin's skills are truly remarkable. He successfully took it down in no time."
Old Master Zhao seemed to sense something, his eyes sparkling, and he praised Luo Sifan a couple of times.
Shu Hongyi and Jiang Wanfeng immediately felt relieved, clearly indicating that Old Master Zhao had stopped his guard against them.
Shu Hongyi gave a light snort, feeling quite annoyed at getting nothing in return.
Jiang Wanfeng quickly straightened his back and deftly put the books he was holding back on the bookshelf.
"You have obtained the treasure. There is little more of value in the study. The three of you, please leave!"
Old Master Zhao's figure flickered, as if he were about to disappear, urging Luo Sifan and the other two to hurry up.