Chapter 773: Painters Fear for the Integrity of Their Art!

Translator: Nyoi-30 Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

As long as Xu Xiaoshou combined his understanding of the Dao with his

Sovereign (Stage) Painting Mastery , he could breathe life into his paintings and grant them the ability to do combat.

More than that, Xu Xiaoshous paintings returned to the basics, the very essence of what it is to paint. the Innate (Stage) and Grandmaster (Stage), Painting Mastery grounded Xu Xiaoshous solid foundation in the art.

Brushstrokes, split mirror, colour painting, and so on.

The only reason Xu Xiaoshous chicken so ugly was that he had sloppy, painting an outline in black and white without capturing the details.

If he were to fcxus on the details, he would have given the chicken a glossy coat of feathers, a majestic crest and perfectly manicured talons. But theres no need

Xu Xiaoshou knew this.

The more fleshed out the chicken was, the stronger it would or at least that was what one would think

On the contrary, the chickens fighting strength depended solely on Painting

Mastery and his cultivation level.

It was a crucial discovery. What if I dont want this chicken to fight but have it as a paper tiger to fcxl my enemies?

Xu Xiaoshous mind whirled into action, processing various scenarios and minute possibilities, going so far as to simulate situations no one else would dare consider.

Some might have thought he was overthinking the situation, but he was not.

One could never have too many trump cards. Looking at the chicken, he paused.

The black-and-white chicken that had through the void was happily clucking away.

Having completed its masters order, it wandered around Yuan Mansion, causing Xu Xiaoji to click his tongue in wonder.

Suddenly, the void roiled, and the Dao rippled. lhe commotion created by the

Great Demon King Xu attracted his attention.

Xu Xiaoji looked over, his gaze settling on the ghost beast, the black and white chicken that had appeared out of thin air. The funny face he wore melted into astonishment, eventually txcoming shocked.

The shock was so great that he could not conceal it. This, this is Xu Xiaoji stuttered.

He stared wide eyed at the human elders bodies slowly solidifying beside

Young Master Xu. They strangely familiar, but he could not put his finger on uho they were.

That changed their solidified. It was as if a divine brush was giving souls to the frames of these elders. Draped over the shoulders of a particular elder was a large red coat.

Xu Xiaoji was stunned , fear nearly incapacitating him completely. A Red Coat the Night Guardian?

Xu Xiaojis lips formed an O shalR. How could he not Imow the Night

Guardian?

The Night Guardian had been the IRrson standing in the sky above the trade fair.

The only difference was his lack of chanting. Nevertheless, the Night Guardian was someone he would not forget. How could he when that venerable Elders attention had been trained on him for the longest time?

Why hadnt he been informed if the Night Guardian had been locked up in Yuan

Mansion?

Wasnt the Night Guardian at the Cutting Path (Stage)?

How did Demon King Xu, someone had not made a breakthrough, catch the Night Guardian who was already at the Cutting Path (Stage)?

Yet, Xu Xiaoji felt something was wrong. He was familiar with the Night

Guardian.

Why was it that the Night Guardian summoned by Young Master Xu did not seem to possess a strong aura? What do you think? Xu Xiaoshou finished painting the Night Guardians figure with his mind and wanted Xu XiaoJis opinion. He isnt a real person, is he? Xu Xiaoji squeaked fearfully. Of course he isnt, Xu Xiaoshou affirmed. Its something I visualized. How does it compare with the real

Xu Xiaojis lips twitchd

What did Xu Xiaoshou mean when he said he visualized it?

Could the Great Demon King Xu have the ability to create Cutting Path (Stage) experts out of thin air?

Only a G.o.d could create such a miracle!

The painted version of the Night Guardian landed on the ground , unmoving.

Emboldened , Xu Xiaoji went up to the replica and probed it with his senses. l can feel the vitality in the flesh and the spiritual signature of the Night

Guardian.

He hesitated and said, But it dcRsnt have the aura of an expert at the Cutting

Path (Stage). Its almost like a dummy He is a dummy, Xu Xiaoshou laughed in response.

He gave his imaginary Night Guardian a once over, and his expression diplRd.

There was none of the arrogance or the lofty bearing of a Red Coat in his creation.

No sooner had the thought crossed his mind than a change seemed to crcur. Boom!

The loud crash of thunder rang in the air.

An overbearing aura exploded in Yuan Mansion, overturning the Thirty

Thousand Alchemy Cauldron.

Xu Xiaoshou was stunned, speechless.

Was this the finis.h.i.+ng touch?

After he recovered from the shock, Xu Xiaoshou realized that he had almost emptied his spiritual source and mental strength by giving this phoney Night

Guardian the strength of someone at the Cutting Path (Stage).

Fortunately, his cultivation level had broken through to Master (Stage), and all of his attributes had reached the Sovereign (Stage).

Still, Xu Xiaoshou swayed on his feet, his vision going black. However, thanks to his speedy ability to recover , he avoided fainting due to weakness. How is it? He asked Xu Xiaoji again, his pale face full of antic.i.p.ation.

Xu Xiaoji was so overwhelmed by the familiar aura that he dared not raise his head.

It was t(X) terrifying.

The Great Demon King Xu had not even moved!

There could be no mistake; the Night Guardian he had snuck a glance at just now carried a hint of spirituality in his

The aura of someone at the Cutting Path (Stage) in the next second, and it felt as if the creation had gained a life of its own

Xu Xiaoji exclaimed, Its so lifelike, its almost real Wait. Theres another flaw. Is he unable to move or talk?

Xu Xiaoshou fell into deep thought when he heard Xu Xiaojis a.s.sesment.

He painted this replica of the Night Guardian, and he was the paintings master.

They shared an incomparably close connection, more so than the real individual and himself.

Unbidden, a thought came to mind that caused the dummy Night Guardian to tremble. It tilted its head to one side, glaring at Xu Xiaoji as it barked in a stern voice, A grain of rice s.h.i.+nes as bright as a

Xu Xiaoji nearly jumped out of his skin. frightened was he that he crumpled to the ground in a heap of messy limbs.

The phoney Night Guardians aura flared again. There was no doubt it m)ssessed the unique strength of someone at the Cutting Path (Stage).

The replicas shout nearly his soul, and that made it all the more terrifying since he knew the Night Guardian in Yuan Mansion was a fake. Lord Shou, this, this, this. Whats wrong? Have you noticed any other flaws? Xu Xiaoshou on his feet excitedly.

With his pa.s.sive skill, Swallow the Mountains and Rivers , Xu Xiaoshou had plenty of energy he could spare, not to mention the impressive capabilities of

Transformation. He had firsthand of the Night Guardians Cutting

Path (Stage) aura, so mimicking it was no trouble at all.

Even though he did not IX)ssess the strength of someone at the Cutting Path (Stage) just yet, imitating it through his (Stage) Painting Mastery was not a problem.

A mortal painting could outline a golden spear, an iron horse, and the soul of a general in all its humble splendour, so how could he not when he possessed skills far greater than an ordinary A mere Cutting Path (Stage)s aura was nothing to him!

Xu Xiaoji scrambled to his feet and circled the imitation of the Night Guardian.

Clicking his tongue in surprise, he said, Is this really the Night Guardian? He took a moment to as-sess the figure in its entirety. It may possess the same aura as the real thing, but its movements are too stiff. It closer to a puppet than anything else Still, Lord Shou is amazing! This visualization method of yours is truly impressive. How did you do it?

Xu Xiaoshou brushed aside Xu Xiaojis flattering words.

He wanted to create something he could use in combat, not praise for a work of art. It was not as if his enemies would submit out of respect for the sheer beauty of his creations! The movements are stiff, like that of a puppet Xu Xiaoshou muttered

It made him think of his other skill: Weaving Expertise.

Without Weaving Expertise, he would not have been able to mult.i.task as much as he presently could. Albeit, he did not have much use for it at the moment. He did not need to use it regularly, and controlling a plain chicken could hardly demand more than a tiny portion of his attention.

Now, controlling this fake Night Guardian, on the other hand, was a very different matter indeed.

Humans and puppets were not the same.

As his thoughts arrived at this juncture , Xu Xiaoshou split his spiritual sense into two. Half of it merged with the replica, while the other remained a part of him. Hey!

The leader of the Red Coats waved his sleeves, and his gaze turned cautious, the muscles over his cheekbones pulling taut.

Flying up into the sky, the Night Guardian raised his hands overhead, shouting angrily, Great Dark Sky!

His aura surged, and waves of spiritual energy washed over the area like a tsunami.

Xu Xiaoji was caught flatfooted by this sudden development. Ihe Night

Guardian had transformed from a lifelike puplkt into a of immeasurable might! It was a demonstration of B)wer. he gawked dazedly at the Great Demon King Xu.

It was then that he realized what had sparked the change. Xu Xiashou controlled the Night Guardians imitation while lcxking at him with a smile. He apikared unphased by his act of mult.i.tasking.

Is it He asked.

The sound was not caused by the chicken, but rather it was the chattering of Xu Xiaojis teeth.

It was over.

Xu Xiaoji could already imagine the reign of terror the Great Demon King would bring once he returned to the outside world.

It was the ability to frame someone!

As the saying gck-s: Strange powers exist that may confound even G.o.d.

The Great Demon King Xus new ability did not just confer the B)wer of a it would bring unmitigated disaster to all comers of the world!

Masking his fear a veneer of nitpicking, Xu Xiaoji said, Your creation has the aura and the spiritual signature right, but it doesnt B)ssess the combat techniques of the original.

Xu Xiaojis words were at the fake Night Guardians technique, Great

Dark Sky. It was, in all likelihcxxl, a spiritual combat technique.

Apart from the gale it produced, all other manifestations of the technique were illusory and no physical B)wer them.

Who knew that Xu Xiaoshou had already expected this. The comers of his lips into a devious smile. Theres no rush; this is just a test run.

Three breaths later.

Xu Xiaoji watched as the Night Guardian descended, abruptly shrouding the entirety of Yuan Mansion in heavy darkness. mere were no faults he could see. Feared, Pa.s.sive Points + 1.

Anyone could splash ink on a scroll and say they had created an ink painting.

It did not even require a technique!

Emotions ran wild in Xu Xiaoshou. only thing that disappointed him was his inability to replicate the Night Guardians ability to s.h.i.+eld the six senses with his technique.

His Night Curtain was just that; a curtain. mere was nothing special atxut it.

At this moment, a thought struck him. What if he his creation in the

Void Painting Scroll? Could he store spiritual techniques or physical objects and use them when needed?

Xu Xiaoshou fell into deep thought.

There was a possibility, but it would not easy to execute. Such an action would certain accomplishments in the Dao of array formation, a discipline not under the purview of his pas.sive skill, Painting Mastery.

He could visualize a dummy and the of a fake spiritual technique, but he could not pull a spiritual out of thin air. Even how a spiritual technique would react in storage was up for debate.

That was something touching on the aslkcts of the divine!

Then again, it wouldnt hurt to try, would it? He could paint a few special effects of reputed spiritual techniques and store them in the scroll. Ihat was a start, wasnt it?

His thoughts turned to Xu Xiaoji.

Not long after, a huge Golden Buddha appeared behind him

The enormous Buddha was more than 300 feet tall and touched the sky. It had angry eyes , a bushy lhard, thick eyebrows , and a mountainous sword in its

As the sword hurtled downwards, even time seemed to slow to a crawl.

Xu Xiaoji stcn-ld rooted to the sm)t, paralyzed by an ovenvhelming sense of fear.

It was not until the sword pa.s.sed through his body but did no harm that he realized it was a conjuratiom

It was also a result of the Great Demon King Xus Visualization. Visualization What kind of spiritual technique is it? What did the Great Demon King Xu figure out? Why does his breakthrough to the Master (Stage) feel so different from everyone elses

Xu Xiaoji screamed incoherently in the depths of his heart.

It felt like he was going crazy.

This Great Demon King Xu was already a nightmare.

With truth and mixed seamlessly, how would anyone be his match in the future? Would they be taken out by some means if they believed this great

Buddhas chop was real?

Ihath was a very real IX)ssibility if they could not distinguish illusion from reality. Crazy, crazy, this world is crazy!

Xu Xiaoji hugged himself , warding off the deathly chill that ran down his spine.

He was rcxking back and forth on the ground, planning his future, preferably somewhere far, far away from this demon overlord.

When he caught sight of the Great Demon King still lost in thought, he nearly screamed! Was he planning to seal all routes by improving his technique further? Vicious! Utterly vicious!

Although visualization consumed a lot of energy, it was but a drop in the txean for Xu Xiaoshou, who could return to peak performance at the drop of a hat.

Xu Xiaoji believed this was part of Xu Xiaoshous deception to mislead and cloud his enemies judgment.

The Great Demon King Xu would rest for a short while after materializing another lifelike person. Ihe Night Guardian was far from his only goal.

Soon, fakes of Elder Sang, the Storyteller, Bazhunan, Gou Wuyue, and even Ai

Cangsheng came into existence.

These individuals were all the result of visualization!

Xu Xiaoji had not seen most of them before. One or two of them seemed familiar, though it must have sometime before he entered Yuan Mansion and fell into the clutches of the Ihvil incarnate.

Each persons idiosyncrasies: their movements, speech patterns and weapons were reproduced faithfully. Battle he would never have dreamed of crcurred in front of him.

Xu Xiaojis worldview shattered into and the shard the fragmented worlds grounds.

Bazhunans imitation held his sword and charged forward, shouting crazily, sky rests above, and l, Bazhunan, stand atop it. Who dares challenge me for the Qingju (Sword)? Who dares to fight me to the death?

Gou Wuyues imitation pulled out the famed sword, the Voice of Nulan. l will fight you. Sword, come!

The imitation of Elder Sang sneered, You cant even take a punch from my handsome disciple, and you dare to fight him? Taste the power of my palm

Hali!

Ai Cangsheng: d.a.m.n it, my Evil Sin Bow, my Eyes of the Great Path Gcxi, Im willing to give up everything in exchange for the power to heal my lower txxiy.

Rao Yaoyao: Heh, half-paralyzed man, wait for your death on the Sacred

Mountain!

Storyteller: Brother- Brother!

Bazhunan: d.a.m.n, sissy! (kit lost!

After which, Storyteller was bifurcated neatly in two.

Xu Xiaoji was stunned.

He stared blankly at this world-shaking battle.

If this scene had occurred in the outside world, the clas.h.i.+ng forces would have been enough to fill the sea and create new lands.

Xu Xiaoji turned his head away, not daring to watch the fight tktween me words that were sB)ken by those venerated added to his shcRk. S-so, this is the Great Demon King Xus inner world?

Its over; the Shengshen continent is finished!

On the other

Xu Xiaoshou was not just ming around.

While this world-shaking battle tcxjk place, he was busy painting

B)rtraits of anyone he had seen in the past.

He discovered that they could last indefinitely as long as he supplied these visualized replicas with spiritual energy.

The techniques they could also materialized at the cost of their spiritual source and mental strength.

However, the energy each required was very small. Yet, the phenomena they could was magnified exponentially.

It all depended on the artists imagination.

For Xu Xiaoshou, who had Weaving Expertise and an unlimited spiritual source, the spiritual energy needed to create a replica was negligible.

As long as he a few attributes and gave his creations spirit- gathering arrays while he them, he would not even need to expend much of his spiritual source to flesh out the details of the characters he painted.

It would increase his visualized creations chances of survival several times.

Since this world had no concept of copyright (or at least Xiaoshou thought so), he could paint more who would make waves in the world as he gained proficiency in Visualizing. Perception gave Xu Xiaoshou an impeccable memory.

He could even copy every persons subtle expressions and actions.

He had often observed the and objects around him as a dutiful wallflower, staying in the background and doing nothing else; acting was his only recourse to drive away his loneliness.

Now that the stage was his, how could he let go of this opportunity to perform with his co-stars? Everything had to be perfect.

In the end, he visualized so many things to the moint of exhaustion. Sprawled on the ground with his breaths billowing like a forge, Xu Xiaoshou smiled, a manic glint in his eyes. He is insane! On the day that he brings me, Xu Xiaoji, out of seclusion, this world will tremble!