When Wang Xiaoqiang was writing his poem, both Ye Junqing and Tian Yunyi watched intently. After the poem was completed, the two women carefully savored it, and then they were stunned.

After coming to their senses, Tian Yunyi clapped her hands and exclaimed, "Great, this poem is simply exquisite! The first two lines are like a fine sketch, symmetrical and rhyming, and the last two lines are particularly vivid—by the river a small house, outside a few weeping willows, two Yellow Orioles chirping in the trees, a line of White Egrets flying in the sky, a person standing indoors, looking at the snow through the window, and at the boats on the river through the door... Haha, just reading this poem, a picture has already formed in my mind. This poem is so picturesque; if it were painted, it would surely be an extremely beautiful picture."

Although Ye Junqing didn't verbally praise it, the expression on her face and the slightly glowing eyes when she looked at Wang Xiaoqiang indicated that she highly appreciated and loved the poem.

Without a word, she picked up a brush and began to paint on the large sheet of rice paper where Wang Xiaoqiang had written the poem.

As Tian Yunyi said, Ye Junqing truly painted without using her eyes. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and the brush landed accurately on the rice paper, first painting a river, then a small house by the river with doors and windows, three or five weeping willows outside, two Yellow Orioles with open mouths in the trees, amidst the azure sky a line of White Egrets flying over, a scholar standing indoors, looking at the snow through the window and at the boats on the river through the door...

The painting was almost completed in one go, without the slightest hesitation or muddiness, crisp and neat.

After finishing the painting, Ye Junqing let out a long breath, opened her beautiful eyes, her cold and charming face showing a slight pale color, a layer of sweat beaded on her forehead like a string of pearls.

"Wow, the painting is so beautiful!" Tian Yunyi praised, "It looks as if it were real!"

Wang Xiaoqiang's eyes were fixed tightly on the painting, feeling it was nicely done. It verified his poem and completely exhibited the artistic conception of the poem. However, at this moment he was more curious about the wonder of this painting being 'silent yet better than sound'.

However, at this moment the ink was still wet.

The ink being wet meant that the painting was not yet fully formed. Sure enough, after a little while, as the ink on the painting dried, sounds emanated from above...

The painting emitted the chirping of Yellow Orioles, clear and pleasant, and then the cry of White Egrets, high and resonant, yet ethereally clear...

Upon closer listening, there also emerged the sound of wind blowing through the willow catkins, and the rushing sound of the river water. With these sounds emanating, the painting seemed to come alive. It became even more full of spirit, making the viewer have a strong urge to enter into the painting.

The key was, the poem and the painting complemented and verified each other, with painting in the poem and poem in the painting. The combination of poem and painting was a masterpiece!

"Amazing, it's phenomenal!" Tian Yunyi exclaimed with delight. Although the painting was not yet hanging in her own shop, she thought that once it was displayed, it would surely attract a large number of student customers to the shop, which would certainly boost the business.

While Wang Xiaoqiang and Tian Yunyi were admiring the poem and painting, Ye Junqing's gaze lingered on Wang Xiaoqiang's face, a trace of tenderness flickering in her eyes.

When Ye Junqing painted with her eyes closed, in fact, she was painting with her heart. Painting with one's heart naturally involves personal emotions. Now, her painting and Wang Xiaoqiang's poem are perfectly matched, and unknowingly, as Ye Junqing admired Wang Xiaoqiang's talent, she began to develop feelings for him. She was actually a painting enthusiast, putting her mind and heart into painting, even pouring her emotions into it...

In reality, she wouldn't easily fall in love with someone. Winning her love was extremely difficult, but in painting, she would easily fall in love with someone. Of course, to be loved by her, you must have high talent, and your work must match hers...

Suddenly...

A swish sound, and a figure flashed in, standing between Ye Junqing and Wang Xiaoqiang, blocking Ye Junqing's line of sight to Wang Xiaoqiang.

To enter the elegant room without being noticed and to appear ghost-like in front of the three, there was no need to guess that this person's cultivation base was profound. After this person appeared, a powerful momentum emanated out.

In fact, the unexpected visitor's cultivation was indeed not weak, having reached the Third Soldier Realm of the Immortal Sage.

All three were taken aback, then their gazes turned to this person. They saw a man about five feet tall, with a rugged appearance. Although not very handsome, his rough and bold manner gave him a certain aura. However, his expression was extremely unfriendly, and he stared at Ye Junqing with a face full of anger, speaking in a slightly hoarse voice, "No wonder you ignored me, turns out you're messing around with others..."

Ye Junqing saw this, feeling aggrieved and ashamed, "Ling Feng, are you stalking me?"

Ling Feng did not answer because he was indeed stalking Ye Junqing. After he just started following her, he saw the tenderness in Ye Junqing's eyes when she looked at Wang Xiaoqiang, and jealousy surged in his heart. He finally couldn't hold back, flashing out with his form.

"Speak up, what's your relationship with this guy?" Ling Feng did not answer, instead, he rudely questioned further.

"That's my private matter, it has nothing to do with you, you have no right to ask about my business!" Ye Junqing said coldly.

"Nothing's going on between them, Ling Feng, don't misunderstand!" Tian Yunyi hurriedly said.

She knew that Ling Feng had always liked Ye Junqing and had been pursuing her, but Ye Junqing had never accepted him. Now that Ling Feng misunderstood Ye Junqing and Wang Xiaoqiang, she hurriedly helped explain, after all, they were only together because of her, and if they were truly misunderstood by Ling Feng, she would feel guilty.

Hearing Tian Yunyi's explanation, Ling Feng turned around, his gaze fixed on Wang Xiaoqiang, his sinister eyes filled with hostility. After scrutinizing Wang Xiaoqiang thoroughly, upon discovering Wang Xiaoqiang's cultivation was in the First Soldier Realm of the Immortal Sage, Ling Feng immediately showed a disdainful expression, then asked, "Kid, tell me, what exactly is your relationship with Ye Junqing?"

Wang Xiaoqiang didn't want to be misunderstood, finding himself in unnecessary trouble was not a good thing, so he shook his head and said, "No particular relationship, merely acquaintances, just met for the first time..."

The more Wang Xiaoqiang spoke like this, the less Ling Feng believed it, and he retorted harshly, "Just met, and she's looking at you with that kind of expression..."

"Then what do you think our relationship is?" Wang Xiaoqiang was unaware of Ye Junqing's tender glance at him, so he chuckled coldly and retorted.

Ling Feng suddenly stepped forward, grabbing Wang Xiaoqiang's collar fiercely, and said venomously, "Kid, your cultivation is low, but your ability to deceive women is quite something. Hmph, if I don't teach you a lesson today, you surely won't learn..."

Ye Junqing and Tian Yunyi saw Ling Feng was about to act against Wang Xiaoqiang, and both panicked. They immediately stepped forward to stop him, "Ling Feng, what are you doing?! Stop it at once!"

Seeing both women worrying about Wang Xiaoqiang, the jealousy and rage in Ling Feng's heart surged, continuously fermenting, and finally completely turning into anger. Then he gathered all his strength and pushed Wang Xiaoqiang away.

Indeed, there are always stronger individuals! The sky above is infinite!

Wang Xiaoqiang didn't expect the other person to possess such great strength and immediately realized this Ling Feng was not only in the Third Soldier Realm of the Immortal Sage but was probably also a Body Refining Master. If his Body Refining Cultivation had reached the Vajra Body, then Wang Xiaoqiang was surely no match for him. At this moment, he too felt a wave of panic.

Thus, he used the force of the push to drift backward, finally attaching himself to the wall of the elegant room.

Seeing Wang Xiaoqiang being pushed away by himself, Ling Feng felt complacent and smirked disdainfully, saying, "Miscreants like you deserve to fall into my hands. Today I will 'tame' you with my 'Way of Virtue'..."

Saying so, Ling Feng waved his hand, releasing the character "Virtue", the size of a bowl, gleaming with golden light, powerful and arrogant, charging towards Wang Xiaoqiang. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)

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