Traveling through the Immortal Realm: Starting from Becoming a Top-Level Furnace Cauldron

"Mr. Lu, I finally waited for you!"

Shangguan Qi, wearing a loose bathrobe, walked towards Lu Yuguan. There was a trace of fatigue on his face, but his eyes were shining with excitement.

"Brother Shangguan, did you just climb out of the bath?" Lu Yuguan joked.

"Alas...Mr. Lu, please stop joking with me." Shangguan Qi replied with a smile, then he leaned closer to whisper in Lu Yuguan's ear, "But to be honest, the quality of Zuixianlou is really unreliable."

Depend on!

Are you showing off to me?!

Isn't that too naked?

"Wow, this is outrageous!" Lu Yuguan said angrily in his heart.

【Calm your mind and feel cooler】

【Host, don’t be anxious】

The system said comfortingly.

"How can I calm down?!"

"That bastard Shangguan, he he he..." Lu Yuguan glared at the system and cursed, "He's getting too arrogant, how can I tolerate him?"

【In fact, God has closed a door for you】

[Will also open a window for you]

The system pushed up its glasses and analyzed calmly.

"According to what you said, where is the window? I have never touched a girl's hand in my life!" Lu Yuguan said with tears in his eyes.

System: ...You can't tell him that the window is open.

Just not on the head.

Shangguan Qi saw that Lu Yuguan was still in a daze, and couldn't help but touch his arm. He exclaimed in admiration, "Mr. Lu's arms are so soft, and his skin is so tender. If the fairies in the sky met Mr. Lu, they would probably feel ashamed!"

Lu Yuguan felt something was wrong. Why did he always feel something was weird?

"Brother Shangguan, are you praising me or insulting me?"

Lu Yuguan pulled his arm back awkwardly and continued, "Let's get down to business first."

"You're right, you're right. I was too excited." Shangguan Qi pretended to cough twice and instructed the woman beside him, "Qingyun, prepare to burn incense and grind ink."

The woman named Qingyun smiled and bowed, then walked slowly towards the painting platform in the pavilion.

"Brother Shangguan, this girl is..."

Lu Yuguan asked Shangguan Qi curiously.

"This is Yuan Qingyun, the granddaughter of the Liuyun Painting Saint of the Liuyun Sect."

"She has now followed me into the world, and we practice together."

Shangguan Qi looked at Qingyun's back and answered.

"The granddaughter of the Painting Saint Liuyun? Isn't that amazing?"

Lu Yuguan said in shock.

From this point of view, Shangguan Qi's level must be quite high.

"It's all just empty fame. The most important thing for a painter is to keep painting from the heart."

The two of them slowly moved to Tanchun Pavilion, and Lu Yuguan followed Shangguan Qi's instructions and lay down on a chair in the pavilion.

Shangguan Qi sat behind the desk, holding a brush, while Yuan Qingyun carefully ground a block of ink beside him.

The incense burning in the incense burner makes people feel relaxed and comfortable.

"Brother Shangguan, isn't this posture too lazy?"

Lu Yuguan lay there for a while, then tugged at the corner of his clothes uncomfortably.

"Hey, Master Lu, you don't understand this," Shangguan Qi said, chatting with Lu Yuguan as he wrote slowly and carefully on the paper. "If you try to be coy, you won't be able to paint the most realistic look."

Lu Yuguan nodded, not quite understanding.

He doesn't understand what is a good painting or a bad painting.

In the past, the only places where my poor drawing skills could be used were books and test papers.

"Mr. Lu, can you take off your shoes?"

Shangguan Qi swallowed carefully and asked.

"Ah... ah?"

Lu Yuguan was confused and didn't know what Shangguan Qi was thinking.

Yuan Qingyun stood quietly on the side without saying a word, as if he was used to it.

"Mr. Lu, I want to describe your figure in detail. Just like the gods in heaven, you are also unkempt."

Shangguan Qi hurriedly explained.

"Oh, I see... I'm sorry, I misunderstood Brother Shangguan."

After Lu Yuguan finished speaking, he took off his shoes and lay down on his side in a more comfortable position.

Shangguan Qi nodded excitedly and said, "Thank you, Master Lu. I will definitely describe it in detail."

It is easy to feel sleepy in summer, so Lu Yuguan got up half an hour earlier today.

Now he only persisted for half a moment before closing his eyes and falling into a light sleep with his head resting on his arms.

"...Mr. Lu?"

Shangguan Qi called out to Lu Yuguan in a low voice, and when he saw that the handsome young man opposite him had fallen silent, he excitedly took out another piece of drawing paper and began to draw lines on it with thick ink.

Yuan Qingyun changed his calm demeanor and couldn't help but speak up: "Brother, this is not good, right?"

"Shh—I've used some soothing incense, so let the little beauty sleep a little longer. Don't wake her up."

Shangguan Qi stared at Lu Yuguan's slender legs, his eyes sliding from the roots of her thighs to her toes. His hands moved faster and faster, and an attractive body gradually appeared on the drawing paper.

"Brother!" Yuan Qingyun couldn't help but step forward, grabbing Shangguan Qi's brush to stop him, saying, "If you keep painting like this, I'm going to complain to Grandpa!"

Shangguan Qi pushed Yuan Qingyun's hand away with a hint of displeasure on his face.

He turned around and said to Yuan Qingyun almost crazily: "You don't understand at all!"

"Since that day, I have never seen such a beautiful woman again."

"I finally met someone who looks like him, and you still won't allow me to paint my love for him?"

Yuan Qingyun was so shocked by Shangguan Qi's aura that she was speechless for a moment.

She knew Shangguan Qi's dedication to painting, and she also knew that once he made a decision, nothing could change it.

But Yuan Qingyun was unwilling to give up and continued to try to dissuade him.

"But the sect rules stipulate that you can't paint someone without their consent."

"You haven't found that woman, nor have you gotten her consent. Be careful of the backlash of your skills—"

Shangguan Qi said no more. He just waved his sleeves and a flash of ink-colored spiritual power hit Yuan Qingyun.

"Brother!"

Yuan Qingyun felt pain in his arm and fell back to the ground, looking at Shangguan Qi in disbelief.

"I don't care about the damn sect rules, and don't try to persuade me. I might lose face for the Painting Saint."

Shangguan Qi looked at her coldly and said.

Seeing this, Yuan Qingyun had no choice but to retreat to a distance and silently watch Shangguan Qi continue his creation.

Shangguan Qi concentrated again, and the brush in his hand danced on the drawing paper.

He depicted Lu Yuguan's sleeping posture vividly, striving for perfection in every detail, as if he was using his brush to express his admiration for his sweetheart.

As time passed, Shangguan Qi finally completed his masterpiece.

"It's done...it's done..."

He stared blankly at the woman in the painting. It was a painting full of vitality, as if her soul was captured on the canvas.

Shangguan Qi gently put down the brush and a happy smile appeared on his face.

Yuan Qingyun looked at the jade body in the painting, lying barefoot on the clouds, covered only with a layer of light gauze, with a lazy look on her face, exactly the same as Lu Yuguan's sleeping face.

Just a little more charming.

"Brother...if the technique backfires, I won't be able to protect you."

Yuan Qingyun said helplessly.

There was no fear in Shangguan Qi's eyes, but instead they were filled with endless fanaticism.

"It's worth it to be able to paint a picture like this, even if it backfires!"

Lu Yuguan had no idea what was happening at the table.

Lu Yuguan felt that he had slept soundly. When he woke up, Shangguan Qi and Yuan Qingyun had already packed up their things and were sitting on both sides of the table drinking tea.

"How long have I slept?"

Lu Yuguan stood up suddenly and wiped his saliva in a daze.

For some reason, I fell asleep while lying down!

Looking at Shangguan Qi's expression... he didn't seem angry either.

Everything should be fine, right?

Shangguan Qi smiled and said, "Mr. Lu must be too tired. It wouldn't hurt to take a short rest. I have already finished the painting, and this is all thanks to Mr. Lu's help."

Yuan Qingyun looked at the confused Lu Yuguan with a complicated expression on his face.

It’s over, I’m sure people will dislike me.

"Brother Shangguan, I lost my composure. If I still need to paint, I will not fall asleep. I swear!"

Lu Yuguan stretched out four fingers and wiped his drool with his sleeve.

"Don't be nervous, Master Lu. You've already helped me a lot."

Shangguan Qi smiled and pointed to the portrait on the table. It showed Lu Yuguan, who had delicate features and a handsome face. He was truly a young talent.

"As expected of the royal painter, Brother Shangguan is truly the master of the magical brush!"

Lu Yuguan looked at himself in the portrait and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"Ma Liang? I've never heard of such a person. Could you tell me about him, Master Lu?"

Yuan Qingyun asked doubtfully.

Speaking of storytelling, Lu Yuguan's interest was piqued.

Lu Yuguan put on his shoes, moved to the side of the table, cleared his throat, and spoke slowly.

"Ma Liang, that is a very amazing little painter."

"Legend has it that he possesses a magical pen that can make paintings come alive. Not only can his paintings leap out of life, but they also possess incredible power."

"It is said that Ma Liang used this pen to help people realize their wishes."

As Lu Yuguan spoke, he gestured with his hands, as if he also owned the magic pen.

"Really? That's amazing!"

Yuan Qingyun listened with fascination, with curiosity glittering in his eyes.

Shangguan Qi raised his eyebrows after hearing this and was about to refute, but suddenly his blood boiled and he couldn't help but tremble.

"Oops!"

Yuan Qingyun immediately realized something was wrong.

Shangguan Qi's face turned pale, he covered his chest and breathed with difficulty.

"Violating the sect's rules...the backlash of the skills came so quickly?" Yuan Qingyun thought secretly in his heart.

Seeing this, Lu Yuguan also hurried forward to support him: "Brother Shangguan, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Shangguan Qi forced a smile and shook his head, trying to hide his discomfort, but his body could not deceive anyone.

"I...I'm fine. It might be because I was so emotional just now that my blood rushed up."

Shangguan Qi spoke reluctantly, but his voice became weaker and weaker, and his expression became uglier and uglier.

Seeing this, Yuan Qingyun knew that something was wrong and immediately said to Lu Yuguan, "Master Lu, Brother is not feeling well. I need to use my inner strength to help him feel better!"

"The Liuyun painting skills must not be passed on to outsiders. Master Lu, please leave Tanchun Pavilion first!"

Lu Yuguan also realized the seriousness of the matter.

He nodded, stood up quickly, and left the pavilion quickly, leaving Yuan Qingyun and Shangguan Qi in the pavilion.

Yuan Qingyun looked at Shangguan Qi, her heart full of worry.

Even though she was the granddaughter of the Painting Saint Liuyun, she had never seen such a backlash before.

"How to do how to do?"

Yuan Qingyun was at a loss. What she said to Lu Yuguan was just a delaying tactic, and she had no way to save the situation.

If other elders in the sect were here, they might be able to come up with a solution.

But if that really happened, Shangguan Qi's violation of the sect rules would definitely be exposed.

Just when Yuan Qingyun didn't know what to do, Shangguan Qi grabbed Yuan Qingyun's hand and said in a deep voice: "This is not backlash, I'm about to break through, help me to use my power!"

Yuan Qingyun was shocked when he heard this, but he immediately reacted and realized that this was the critical moment for Shangguan Qi to break through.

She did not dare to delay and quickly adjusted her breath to echo Shangguan Qi's spiritual power.

"Senior brother, are you ready?" Yuan Qingyun asked with concern.

Shangguan Qi nodded, a hint of determination flashing in his eyes.

He took a deep breath, then slowly closed his eyes and began to concentrate, guiding the spiritual energy in his body to flow along specific meridians.

Yuan Qingyun followed closely behind. She carefully injected her true energy into Shangguan Qi's body to help him stabilize and enhance the circulation of true energy.

The true energy between the two people blended like water and milk, forming a wonderful resonance.

As spiritual power continued to flow, Shangguan Qi began to emit a faint light, and his aura gradually became stronger and more stable.

Yuan Qingyun knew that this was a sign of a breakthrough, so she focused more on assisting Shangguan Qi.

Time passed minute by minute, and Shangguan Qi's breakthrough process was extremely smooth.

"Break it for me!——"

Finally, with a low roar, Shangguan Qi successfully broke through his original realm, and his aura became deeper and more powerful.

"Success!"

Yuan Qingyun broke out in a cold sweat and breathed a sigh of relief.

Shangguan Qi opened his eyes, looked at Yuan Qingyun deeply, and slowly stood up.

"Thank you for your help, Junior Sister." Shangguan Qi said.

Yuan Qingyun looked at Shangguan Qi, whose breathing was still disordered, and was full of doubts in his heart.

"Brother, could it be that this backlash is fake?"

Shangguan Qi did not answer, but instead shifted his gaze to the table.

"If I'm guessing correctly, it must be Mr. Lu's portrait that restrained my backlash."

A wry smile appeared on Shangguan Qi's face. He slowly stood up, walked to the table, and his eyes fell on the rolled-up painting.

"Junior Sister Yuan, do you still remember that I once said that the person in this painting is very similar to the person I have in mind?" There was an imperceptible tremor in Shangguan Qi's voice.

Yuan Qingyun nodded. She certainly remembered that Shangguan Qi had a strong interest in Lu Yuguan's face, and he was even willing to risk the backlash of his martial arts to complete Lu Yuguan's portrait.

"I used to think this was just wishful thinking, but now it seems that perhaps the person in this painting really has some connection with Master Lu."

There was a hint of determination in Shangguan Qi's tone.

When Yuan Qingyun heard this, her heart moved. She knew Shangguan Qi's dedication to painting, and she also knew his worry about the backlash of his martial arts.

Now, this painting seems to be his only hope.

"Senior Brother, do you think there is some secret in Mr. Lu's portrait?" Yuan Qingyun couldn't help asking.

Shangguan Qi did not answer directly, but gently stroked the painting, as if feeling the breath of the person in the painting.

There was a strange light in his eyes, as if he was thinking about some profound question.

"Qingyun, do you know that some paintings are not just paintings, they also contain the painter's emotions and will."

"Perhaps, Mr. Lu's portrait is exactly the power I need."