Chapter 604: Chapter 604: Three sentences to make older sister give it to her on the spot.
"Are you done? Are you done? Hurry up and draw."
Upon noticing Tang Yu's gaze, the intensity with which Nangong Ying worked on her drawing increased slightly.
As for getting angry, that wasn't going to happen.
She looked good, so it was normal for others to be unable to avoid staring at her.
And besides, this younger disciple, so talented, wasn't any less handsome than she was.
Tang Yu glanced at Nangong Ying's long legs.
If it weren't for the number of people here, it would have been very inappropriate.
Lying on such soft and beautiful legs—wow, that would truly be a pleasure!
"Alright, I've gotten some inspiration."
Tang Yu rubbed his shoulder and stretched comfortably, raising his arms.
Just as he lifted them above his head, his hands were blocked by a pair of soft objects.
"Thirty-six E, teardrop shape, amazing!"
At the moment of contact, Tang Yu had already understood, quickly withdrawing his hand, pretending to be slightly uncomfortable.
"Sorry, Sister Nangong, I forgot you were behind me. This won't cost you any spirit stones, right?"
"Whether I charge or not depends on how you draw me later."
Nangong Ying smiled brightly.
The pressure of her cultivation began to manifest.
Feeling that pressure, Tang Yu also realized that he couldn't take it lightly.
He had to use his talent to completely earn Sister Nangong's recognition.
He picked up the brush, ready to start drawing, but then set it down again.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing Tang Yu's movement, Nangong Ying placed her hand on his shoulder and smiled as she asked.
This boy was pretending he had touched by accident.
If he didn't learn something...
Either ten high-level spirit stones or a beating, he could choose.
"Ink painting doesn't work, we have to draw people, we have to capture the beauty of those fairies."
"If those fairies were only black or white, Sister Nangong, do you think that would be beautiful?"
Tang Yu's answer left Nangong Ying thoughtful.
After thinking for a moment, her eyes lit up as she said, "You mean we should use colors?"
"Exactly, do you have any here?"
"No, we've always painted with ink."
Hearing that there was no paint, Tang Yu took out a whistle from his storage ring.
He blew it lightly, and soon, Zhao Dashun and Liu Facai arrived quickly.
The whistle Tang Yu had blown was an artifact they had given him.
Its function was to summon the two of them.
As long as they were not more than a thousand miles away, they could feel it.
"Master! How can we assist you?"
Seeing Tang Yu had called them, both hurriedly asked respectfully.
Their faces reflected immense excitement; they could finally serve their uncle master.
"Go get me some paint..."
Tang Yu began to instruct them to go to the village to buy it.
If they didn't have it, they could bring the materials, and he would mix them himself.
After receiving Tang Yu's orders, the two mounted their flying artifacts and quickly left the Hehuan sect to buy what he had asked for.
Determined to complete their mission, within half an hour, they returned with everything Tang Yu needed.
Once the paint issue was settled, Tang Yu finally began to paint.
Meanwhile, the disciples of the painting academy no longer had the desire to draw.
They were curious about what their incredibly talented master was going to paint.
How could he paint with color and still maintain the free style of ink painting?
When he began to draw, Tang Yu moved his brush quickly and skillfully, completing everything in one go.
Soon, he finished painting a piece titled "The Lady of the Lotus Pond."
The three disciples were colored and came to life in his painting.
Compared to Nangong Ying's works, Tang Yu put more effort into capturing their expressions.
The three women were painted playing and laughing by the lotus pond.
During the fight, the three movements of the women highlighted their physical advantages.
For example, the disciple with a voluptuous figure.
She was sitting on the railing next to the lotus pond.
The railing wasn't very wide, after all.
When she sat, her full backside nearly spilled over.
Almost instinctively, people would wish to be that railing.
The other two women were also painted by Tang Yu in a way that maximized their physical advantages.
But he did it in a way that wasn't too obvious.
Instead of being too explicit, he chose a subtle method, covering a little, as if it were half-hidden.
A glimpse of hidden beauty awakened even more curiosity from others.
"How is it?"
Once he finished his work, Tang Yu asked with a smile.
Nangong Ying was stunned.
After a few seconds, she nodded and blinked at Tang Yu.
"Give the drawing to Sister, since you accidentally touched me, let's consider it settled."
"Alright, Sister Nangong, take it. Today's lesson is over, I'm going to train."
Tang Yu put down the brush and wiped his hands, preparing to leave.
Hearing that he was actually giving her the drawing, Nangong Ying hurriedly put it away, smiling happily.
She had a feeling this drawing would sell very well in the future.
Any of her masterpieces couldn't compare to this one.
After a moment of satisfaction, she saw that Tang Yu was already slowly walking away from the painting academy.
She hurried to follow him and shouted, "Junior Brother, wait!"
Tang Yu stopped and looked at Nangong Ying, smiling.
"Is there something I can help with, Sister Nangong?"
"Yes, I want to learn to paint with you, can I?"
Nangong Ying approached and took Tang Yu's hands.
Her eyes, full of tenderness, met Tang Yu's, and on her face was an expression of pleading.
"Sister, again our hands are touching? You're not going to charge me spirit stones, right?"
Tang Yu pretended to be cautious.
"What are you saying! Senior Sister, the thing is I don't like others getting too close, that's why I scared them off with that, but you're one of us."
After saying this, Nangong Ying took out the spirit stones Tang Yu had given her, one by one, and said, "Here they are, Junior Brother, I'm returning your stones."
Tang Yu, smiling, accepted the spirit stones and took the opportunity to hug Nangong Ying, saying in a somewhat dramatic tone:
"Your words are so kind, Sister Nangong. I truly fear loneliness because, due to my high talent, no one dares to be my friend. In the Hehuan sect, I am like a stranger."
"But thanks to you, Sister, now we are like family. If you have time, come more often so we can strengthen our sibling bond."
Taking the opportunity to hug her, Tang Yu experienced what it truly felt like to be surrounded by softness and warmth.
Nangong Ying, being embraced by Tang Yu, stayed in shock for a few seconds, and then, with a strange expression, pushed him back.
"Alright, Sister will visit you when she has time, but, Junior Brother... what do you think about what I said earlier about learning to paint?"
Just with that drawing, she had already realized the great difference between her and Tang Yu.
If she didn't learn something, was it really worth having a storage ring with more than eight hundred high-level spirit stones?
"Sister, that puts me in a difficult position. As you saw, my painting technique is a secret skill, an ancestral treasure of my family... there is a rule in my family that forbids passing it on to women, today I've already made an exception for you, Sister."
Tang Yu showed a difficult expression.
In this world of ancient-style cultivators, the excuse of "only passing it to men" was enough to convince Nangong Ying.
After hearing Tang Yu's words, Nangong Ying thought for a moment and then said:
"It doesn't matter, Sister has never allowed other men to hug her, we can be flexible, we can give the first hug to the other."
"That's not possible, if I do that I couldn't explain it to my Tang ancestors, Sister, please don't put me in a difficult position."
Tang Yu waved his hand.
Seeing that she couldn't convince Tang Yu, Nangong Ying approached and hugged his arm, using all her charms and best seduction techniques, with a lot of "please, please, I beg you."
Tang Yu, while silently enjoying it, maintained his stance that the Tang family's secret technique couldn't be passed to others.
After rejecting Nangong Ying's request several times, Tang Yu began to walk slowly towards the Qunyu Pavilion.
From the spot, Nangong Ying watched him leave, furious, and started tapping the ground lightly.
What strange family rules, what's this about only passing it to men?
Watching Tang Yu walk away, she felt like her mountain of high-level spirit stones was also fading.
Just so you know, Hehuan is the poorest sect among the seven great sects.
The elders only receive thirty high-level spirit stones per month.
But if she could manage Junior Brother Tang Yu, she could easily earn three hundred spirit stones a month.
After thinking for a moment, she rose with the wind and quickly headed toward the sect leader's palace where Liu Yanlan lived.
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