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He was born extremely ugly, his features closely packed together, much like how facial features were arranged compactly on a pickled egg. His awkward smile caused his features to appear even more squashed, making him look uglier and more ridiculous.

Lu Xun’s first thought was… could the agreement involve Spirit Stones?

Shen Yan, the stingy dwarf was famously tight-fisted. He didn’t even have a strand of hair on his body, even his eyelashes were burned clean by himself, a true Cultivator who had pursued the path of frugality to the extreme.

If it involves money, Shen Yan would definitely be in pain.

And the Peak Masters would certainly feel great, watching him in torment!

Taking advantage of his seniority, Lu Xun asked, “Sect Master, does your agreement with the Peak Masters involve money?”

The moment he heard the words “money”, Shen Yan reacted quickly and denied, “It has nothing to do with money. How could the agreement between us brothers be so vulgar?”

In his heart, Lu Xun muttered, “Do you think I don’t know, that you guys often secretly gamble?”

Especially after Lu Xun joined the sect, there were at least five or six instances where he was made the subject of their wagers!

“So what exactly is the agreement?” Lu Xun became more curious.

Shen Yan opened his mouth but couldn’t bring himself to speak, as if the content of the agreement was too embarrassing. An expression of boundless shame draped his face.

He covered his face and said, “Little Uncle Master, please stop asking, I really can’t bring myself to say it.”

The more Shen Yan acted like this, the more Lu Xun wanted to inquire further. Unfortunately, no matter how much he asked, Shen Yan refused to answer, so Lu Xun simply gave up the interrogation.

Shen Yan looked at Lu Xun who was floating without needing objects to levitate and said, “I never thought that so quickly, Little Uncle Master has become a Fifth Realm Great Cultivator.”

Lu Xun smiled calmly, “It’s not particularly fast, but it does meet my expectations.”

Shen Yan said, “Now that disaster is coming, Little Uncle Master’s rapid cultivation progress does put our minds at ease.”

As soon as the conversation turned to the matter at hand, Lu Xun asked, “Sect Master, did you disseminate the news I passed on to you?”

Shen Yan nodded, “I sent out the message using my Flying Sword last night. By now, the top ranks of all the Great Sects should be aware and starting preparations in the next few days.”

Lu Xun nodded slightly, expressing his satisfaction with this.

The players probably wouldn’t learn about this matter for now. All the arrangements would be made by the high-ranking members of the sect, after all, this issue was not something that should be made publicly known. The ordinary disciples simply had to follow the arrangements.

If news of it accidentally reached the Foreign Race factions, it would only give them unnecessary trouble.

Shen Yan looked at Lu Xun and smiled, “Little Uncle Master, the entire Cultivation World owes you a great favor for what you have done.”

Shen Yan wasn’t exaggerating; this was indeed the truth.

Whether it was the “Corpse Whip” Yin Tian or the Junior Priest incident, all of Lu Xun’s actions were immensely beneficial to his faction.

If the teacher and his disciples were changing the world, then, Lu Xun was protecting the world.

Before, the leaders of the major sects respected him because of his status. After all, no matter how talented he was, his cultivation base was still somewhat behind them.

But now it was different. Now they respected him as a person.

As for the younger generation of cultivators, one could say that they were merely ardent fans of Lu Xun.

Hovering in the air, looking down at land below, Lu Xun felt a slight thrill of delight rising in his heart:

“This world has changed significantly because of me.”

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After parting ways with Shen Yan, Lu Xun flew back to the back mountain.

He planned to rest in the back mountain for two more days, and then head down the mountain.

The leeks should have grown taller by now, right? It’s time to go down the mountain and harvest them,” Lu Xun thought.

However, he hadn’t decided which continent to go to yet.

“I wonder if the teacher will make arrangements?” Lu Xun thought.

When he flew back to the Six Treasures Hall, he saw his teacher giving Ji Li and Lin Chan special training.

Just like before, he was coaching them to either write or paint.

Today’s task was to paint the bamboo in the small bamboo grove in the back mountain.

This was the first time that Lu Xun watched the special training of the two girls by the master from the sidelines.

All he saw was the master, with a low-quality brush bought from a small town at the foot of the mountain, casually sketching on a cheap rice paper, and he had drawn an Ink Bamboo.

As for ink and wash painting, Lu Xun had no particular appreciation, he simply thought the painting looked quite nice.

How to describe it? It was very flavorful!

Lu Xun cast a [Detection], and a series of purple question marks popped up.

“Purple level!” Lu Xun thought to himself.

No wonder Lin Chan and Ji Li improved so rapidly in their cultivation base, they were copying these every day. Given their exceptional enlightenment, how could they not progress quickly?

Seeing this, Lu Xun couldn’t quite grasp the deep intricacies, but wanted to join the fun, and asked, “Master, may this disciple also try copying?”

“You?” The master gave Lu Xun a glance.

He looked at the ink bamboo he had drawn, then looked at Lu Xun and said, “Do you remember how many strokes I used?”

“11 strokes.” Lu Xun said.

The master nodded and said, “You’re different from Little Chan and Little Li’zi, you are already a Great Cultivator. Ordinary methods are of no use to you, if you want to copy, you can only use 11 strokes, you go ahead and try.”

“Alright!” Lu Xun excitedly sat down, picked up the brush, and began to give it a try.

The second senior sister and third senior brother stood by to watch, while Mao Nanbei simply sat on Lu Xun’s desk, tilted his little head, his cat ears drooped slightly, looking upside down at the rice paper in front of Lu Xun.

Lu Xun took a careful look at the ink bamboo drawn by the master, and for some reason, the whole picture was instantly imprinted in his mind.

“It’s indeed profound.” Lu Xun uttered a heartfelt sigh, not loudly, but just enough for the master to hear.

The master turned his face to the side, leaving a side view of him looking at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, with a calm and composed look on his face.

With the brush in hand, Lu Xun started his first attempt.

For some reason, the simple copying process was exceptionally difficult.

He not only had to mobilize the spiritual power within his body but even the Sword Heart and Sword Intent.

On his first try, he had gone off track by the fifth stroke.

Undoubtedly, this attempt ended in failure.

However, a prompt message popped up in front of him.

“[Ding! You have received 100,000 experience points!]”

Lu Xun’s hand holding the brush paused slightly, but his eyes lit up instantly!

“There are experience points! There are actually experience points!”

“Hahahaha, I can actually earn experience points by painting!”

“I failed at the fifth stroke and still got 100,000 points, if I actually manage to copy it successfully in 11 strokes, I wonder how many points I’ll get.”

He looked over at Lin Chan and Ji Li, and saw that the two of them were also concentrating on their painting.

They were not limited by the number of strokes, but they were also finding it quite difficult to paint.

Most importantly, Ji Li’s table was slightly taller, and her heavy assets were almost touching the tabletop.

If they spread out on the table, the scene would be unimaginable.

After looking for a few moments, Lu Xun turned his gaze back.

He calmed down his mind, cast aside all distractions, and started the second attempt.

This time, he successfully made it to the seventh stroke before going off track.

“[Ding! You have received 250,000 experience points!]”

Lu Xun saw the prompt information and began to draw with more vigor.

He raised his head, looked sincerely at the master and said, “Master, only today did this disciple discover that he is indeed very interested in painting!”

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