Goddess Painting

"Yes! It was me! It was my encouragement that helped Lin Yi persevere during the test and achieve the excellent result of fifteen strikes of the Golden Bell, a Saint-grade spiritual root aptitude!"

Qin Feng's hand moved incredibly fast, clamping Lin Yi's mouth shut like an iron clamp.

He quickly changed the subject.

We can't accept it!

Absolutely must not admit it!

Once you acknowledge this divine quality, even if you enjoy temporary glory, doubts will follow!

I'm a good-for-nothing that everyone knows.

How could someone awaken a sacred spiritual root overnight?

At that time, the secret of that magic pen will probably be impossible to keep.

Conversely, if it is only a superior quality of eight shots.

Although stunning.

But with the "Marrow Cleansing Jade" as a perfect shield, others will only marvel at the Lin family's profound foundation and will never suspect them!

not to mention……

If it is cultivated as a sacred spiritual root, then it will have to be under Su Qinghan's watchful eye every day.

So, what about the unspeakable "dual cultivation" depicted in the painting...?

Just thinking about Su Qinghan's icy eyes that seemed to pierce through one's soul made Qin Feng break out in a cold sweat.

Su Qinghan frowned slightly: "Is that so?"

"Of course!"

Qin Feng answered again:

"I'm just a good-for-nothing. It's already difficult enough that I could reach the aptitude of a high-grade spiritual root with the help of the Marrow Cleansing Jade. How could I possibly have the aptitude of a saint-grade spiritual root?"

After saying that, he frantically gave Lin Yi meaningful glances.

Lin Yi's eyes widened, completely bewildered.

But he's not stupid.

Although he didn't understand why his brother-in-law was lying, he could sense the anxiety and seriousness in Qin Feng's eyes.

Lin Yi blinked, and Qin Feng slowly released his grip.

"Yes... I was too excited and didn't explain myself clearly..."

"It really was me..."

Lin Yi shrank his neck and whispered, "Thank you for your encouragement, brother-in-law. That's why I've achieved this."

call--

Qin Feng felt a great weight lifted from his heart.

Su Qinghan narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, her gaze sweeping over the two of them before finally settling on Qin Feng.

Something weird.

But this explanation seems more reasonable.

After all, turning a useless person into a saint is too absurd.

Lin Yi, after all, caused such a great phenomenon last night, and given that he possesses a Saint-grade spiritual root, it makes even more sense.

"alright."

Su Qinghan withdrew her gaze, her voice returning to its usual cold and indifferent tone:

"Lin Yi, cultivation begins with cultivating the mind. You are so impatient; you need to work harder to temper your temper in the future."

The implication is that this acknowledges Lin Yi as the rightful owner of that Saint-grade aptitude!

Before leaving, she glanced at Qin Feng one last time, her eyes filled with complex emotions, a hint of regret mixed with a barely perceptible sense of relief.

Su Qinghan waved her wide sleeves, turned around and left:

"Now that the test is finished, come out quickly and don't linger inside."

Watching that stunningly beautiful figure disappear through the door, Qin Feng realized his palms were sweaty.

so close!

Inside the main hall, the light dimmed again.

Only the still slightly trembling golden bell witnessed the thrilling contest that had just taken place.

"Brother-in-law..."

Lin Yi's face flushed red, and he grabbed Qin Feng's sleeve, stamping his feet in frustration: "Why are you saying that? That was clearly you..."

"Lin Yi! Listen up!"

Qin Feng grabbed his shoulder, his eyes more serious than ever before, his voice low and deep:

"The extraordinary phenomenon last night was witnessed by everyone. This glory has fallen upon you, and it is what everyone has hoped for. The Lin family can also take this opportunity to soar to new heights!"

"But if I admit it, where will you put your father and sister's faces? That would be trampling on the Lin family's reputation!"

Lin Yi quickly shook his head: "But this is clearly your glory and resources, brother-in-law! How can I take what rightfully belongs to you just for the sake of the Lin family's reputation?"

"I don't deserve this!"

Qin Feng nodded.

He could tell that Lin Yi's words came from the bottom of his heart.

He comforted me, saying, "Don't worry, you're helping me. You don't need to feel guilty."

"Brother-in-law..." Lin Yi nodded emphatically, "Alright, I'll listen to you! As long as it helps you!"

"Remember, keep it to yourself! Don't tell anyone, not even your dad or your sister!"

"Um!"

……

The moment the two walked out of the bronze gate side by side.

boom!

The square, which had been somewhat noisy, fell silent for a moment, then erupted into a deafening roar of cheers!

Countless pairs of fiery eyes were fixed on the somewhat hesitant boy.

"They're out! The Saint-level prodigy has emerged!"

Before the two could even stand still, a figure pounced on them like a hungry tiger!

"Nephew Lin Yixian!!"

Wang Tianyi's old face beamed like a blooming chrysanthemum as he gripped Lin Yi's hand tightly, his whole body trembling with excitement.

"Fifteen shots! That's the quality of a Saint-grade weapon! In my hundred years at the Qingyun Sect, I've never seen anything like it!"

"You are the culmination of a century of destiny for my Qingyun Sect! You are the true chosen one!"

This shout completely ignited the atmosphere in the entire venue!

Congratulations, Junior Brother Lin!

"Junior Brother Lin possesses unparalleled talent; you must guide your senior brother in the future!"

Disciples from all the peaks swarmed forward, showering him with flattery and sycophancy as if it were free.

The peak masters and elders completely ignored Qin Feng, surrounding Lin Yi with kind and benevolent expressions, as if they wished they could adopt him as their godson on the spot.

"The Lin family has produced a prodigy! This is no exaggeration!"

"Congratulations, Patriarch Lin, on the birth of a fine son!"

Lin Zhengnan squeezed through the crowd with great effort, his face flushed, and patted Lin Yi's shoulder forcefully, his laughter deafening:

"Hahaha! You flatter me! You flatter me! It's just that my son has lived up to expectations and hasn't disgraced the Lin family ancestors!"

Lin Yuyan followed closely behind, raising her chin like a proud white swan.

Her gaze swept over the envious crowd around her, finally settling on Qin Feng, who was squeezed to the edge of the crowd and standing alone. A mocking smile curled at the corner of her lips.

"Even if some people forcibly improve their aptitude through some evil method, it's just a flash in the pan. Compared to my brother, who is born with exceptional talent, they are worlds apart."

Surrounded by a cacophony of compliments, Lin Yi's face flushed red, and he stood frozen, unsure of what to do with his hands and feet.

torment!

This is so agonizing!

These compliments were like needles, pricking him all over.

This shouldn't be his honor!

When a highly respected elder patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly, "The future of the sect depends on you," Lin Yi finally couldn't hold back anymore.

"No...no..."

He opened his mouth abruptly, about to explain.

A large hand grabbed his shoulder tightly, interrupting him!

"Oh! My son is just being modest! Modest indeed!"

Lin Zhengnan gave Lin Yi's shoulder a firm squeeze, then turned to the crowd and laughed, "This kid's always been like this, so easily embarrassed and can't handle praise!"

Lin Yi's words were abruptly cut off.

He looked at Qin Feng outside the crowd as if seeking help.

Qin Feng remained calm and simply shook his head slightly at him.