Mad God Evolution
Chapter 91 - 91 090 Zhou Kaiyuan's difficulties!_1

91: Chapter 090 Zhou Kaiyuan’s difficulties!_1 91: Chapter 090 Zhou Kaiyuan’s difficulties!_1 Xiaoyufeì’s serene mind was suddenly disrupted!

She is already at the level of Sixth Level Inner Qi Cultivation, yet she was able to improve her cultivation level just by looking at such a painting.

This showed the magic of this painting and even more, the potential of Lv Zhong.

If she could persuade Lv Zhong to paint for her own sect, her affiliated sect could surely nurture a large number of experts in internal martial arts in a short period of time.

This would contribute greatly to the growth of Xuan Shui Sword Pavilion.

Consequently, Xiaoyufeì’s status within the sect would surely increase substantially.

With this in mind, Xiaoyufeì began to consider the methods she might use to persuade Lv Zhong to become the exclusive painter for the Xuan Shui Sword Pavilion.

Money?

For a grandmaster level figure who can create hereditary masterpiece, obtaining money should not be too difficult.

She believes that any of Lv Zhong’s future works that reach the level of the Song of Plum Painting could easily allow him to lead a relatively prosperous life.

Power?

Given Lv Zhong’s young age, he shouldn’t appreciate the nuances of power.

What about martial arts?

Would today’s teenagers put up with hardship?

Can they look up to ordinary martial arts?

Then what about beauty?

Although the Xuan Shui Sword Pavilion is a small cultivation sect, a majority of the cultivators in the sect are beautiful women.

But the question is whether Lv Zhong would be seduced by beauty?

Xiaoyufeì smiled faintly; in her eyes, a teenager as passionate as Lv Zhong would be unable to resist the charm of real beauty.

“It seems that I need to interact more with this boy in the future!” Having decided in her heart, Xiaoyufeì smiled secretly.

“L…Little Zhong, is…

is this…

really your work?” Liu Wanqiong looked at him in shock, although some disbelief lingered on her face, a trace of surprise and joy was undeniable.

Today’s Liu Wanqiong had already completely regarded Lv Zhong as a friend of her late husband in her heart.

Even deep down, she often thought that Lv Zhong was an angel sent to protect her after her husband’s death.

The more outstanding Lv Zhong was, the happier she became.

Lv Zhong nodded, “Yes!”

Upon receiving confirmation from Lv Zhong himself, Xiao Yujie, Liu Wanqiong, Zhao Yuanyi, Zhao Ziyu and others were overjoyed for Lv Zhong.

They felt more and more that Lv Zhong was like a mystery!

A national-level medical skill, grandmaster-level hereditary painting and calligraphy skills.

Moreover, he was versed in national martial arts and could also train exotic insects to solve criminal cases…

All these skills – it is not easy for any one person to possess just one, but now, one person had so many abilities.

This was indeed a miraculous individual.

Being able to maintain a friendly relationship with such a magical person was their family’s great fortune.

Zheng Tianle and Zheng Qiuli, father and daughter, also had faces full of shock and delight.

Even Zheng Tianle had a mixed feeling of comfort and displeasure in his heart.

The more capable Lv Zhong was, the happier he was.

However, the happier he was, the more he would remember the undeserved acts of his own family to the Lv family.

Dongfang Linglong’s gaze at Lv Zhong became more and more complicated.

She was as aware as Zhao Ziyu of Lv Zhong’s many secrets.

Now that Lv Zhong had personally admitted that this hereditary work was his creation, he was truly amazing.

As her gaze rested on Lv Zhong, recalling the event a few days ago when Lv Zhong saw her naked, Dongfang Linglong’s cheeks flushed red once again.

The other spectators also looked at the young man across from them with complex expressions.

They understood that this young man, who was able to create such a hereditary masterpiece at such a young age, had boundless prospects.

For a moment, everyone was guessing what sort of family could possibly raise such a stunningly talented young man.

Just as everyone was looking at Lv Zhong with awe and admiration, a man to the side roared in fury, “Impossible, I absolutely do not believe that this was painted by Lv Zhong.

Humph, what a joke, how old is Lv Zhong?

How could he possess such artistic skills?

Furthermore, Lv Zhong’s father is nothing but a mediocre rural doctor, and his mother is just a cashier at a supermarket, how could his upbringing possibly have led him to such accomplishments in painting and calligraphy?

Isn’t this ridiculous?

This guy is definitely a fraud…”

Everyone looked over, only to see Zhou Xiongfeng, the son of the richest man in Yan City, looking disdainfully at Lv Zhong and shouting angrily.

Nevertheless, the words spoken by Zhou Xiongfeng, although somewhat presumptuous, contained some truth.

If Lv Zhong’s family background was really as simple as it seemed, it truly lacked the conditions to cultivate him into a grand artist.

Without the suitable environment nurturing such artistry, how could a middle school student have grown into a grandmaster in both painting and calligraphy?

Therefore, like Zhou Xiongfeng, many people present harbored some doubts.

Lv Zhong looked at Zhou Xiongfeng’s antics with cold indifference, not bothering to give him any attention.

To Lv Zhong, he was merely here today to give a gift.

Everything else had no direct bearing on him.

However, although Lv Zhong didn’t care, someone else was getting incensed.

To Lv Zhong’s surprise, and to many others’ as well, it was Yan Yan who stood up and retorted loudly, “Brother Little Zhong is no scam artist.

He painted this masterpiece right under my and my mother’s noses yesterday night, and he didn’t even take half an hour to do it…”

Yan Yan was getting flustered.

After voicing her defense, her face turned as red as a beet.

All those who knew Yan Yan and her character looked at her with bewildered expressions, as if seeing a stranger in her place.

In their memory, Yan Yan was always femme, timid, and found it hard to raise her voice.

But now, she surprisingly spoke up fervently in defense of Lv Zhong, causing teachers and classmates who knew her to be baffled.

“The magic of love!” Bu Yao muttered to herself as she watched the scene unfold.

The way Yan Yan was defending Lv Zhong was eye-opening for her.

Surprise flashed across Leng Mei’s face as well.

Hearing Yan Yan call Lv Zhong, “Brother Little Zhong,” a disappointed feeling seemed to sink in her heart.

After learning that Leng Zhong had created the painting while being observed by Yan Yan and her mother, she realized that the relationship between Lv Zhong and Yan Yan was undeniably unique.

“Heh heh, I too believe that this painting was created by Little Zhong.

He bought all the materials, brush, ink, paper, and inkmaker from my shop, Ji Gu Zhai, yesterday afternoon.

I trust him!” Zheng Tianle laughed, his face brimming with joy.

However, the glance he threw at Zhou Xiongfeng was anything but warm.

“I also believe this was created by Little Zhong!” Zhao Yuanyi smiled slightly.

This Lv Zhong, possessing the medical skills of a national class doctor and the ability to domesticate insects to the point where he could command them at will, made these two skills appear far more miraculous than Lv Zhong’s painting and calligraphy abilities.

If Lv Zhong already had these two astonishing abilities, then what did it matter if he possessed grandmaster-level painting and calligraphy skills?

“I believe too!” Leng Mei uttered softly.

Then, she gently took back the painting, which was still being passed around for viewing, and carefully put it away.

At this moment, the feeling of disgust towards Zhou Xiongfeng in Leng Mei’s heart had reached its peak.

Sensing that his son was about to be ganged up against by everyone, Zhou Kaiyuan stepped forward with grace and said with a smile, “I think Xiongfeng is speaking some truth.

How is it possible for a seventeen, eighteen-year-old high schooler to possess such an extraordinary level of painting and calligraphy skills?

Alright, since Lv Zhong insists it was his creation, why not let him replicate another one?

Let’s see if he can recreate a piece of similar quality.

Heh heh, a fake can’t become real, a real can’t become fake.

What do you all say?

If he can’t replicate, then he’s either a thief or he has plagiarized another’s work.

Both scenarios are quite serious indeed…”

At Zhou Kaiyuan’s words, the faces of Zhao Yuanyi, Zheng Tianle, and others immediately darkened.

Such shamelessness from Zhou Kaiyuan!

And such a lack of integrity!

Any person with a little common sense would know that not even the historical grandmaster painters and calligraphers were capable of creating two identical pieces of art.

Moreover, it would be even more impossible for them to create two high-quality pieces consecutively, one night after the next.

Everyone knew that the process of creating a world-class masterpiece would inevitably deplete a significant amount of the creator’s spirit, energy, and soul.

But Zhou Kaiyuan, knowing all this, chose to feign ignorance and publicly pressure Lv Zhong.

Such a sinister move!

“Tch, it’s true what they say about the apple not falling far from the tree.

If the son is trash, the father is even more so.

Both the father and son are of the same cut, conspiring together.

Just a bunch of rotten eggs in a basket…” Ao Yuling sneered, looking disdainfully at Zhou Kaiyuan’s repulsive face and speaking without giving the latter any face.

At that, Zhou Kaiyuan’s face twitched, but he dared not display his anger towards Ao Yuling.

He vaguely knew of Ao Yuling’s background and did not dare to offend the young girl.

Surprisingly, Dongfang Baoyu, who usually loved to oppose Ao Yuling, had chosen to join forces with her this time, and even directly cursed at Zhou Kaiyuan: “Old Tortoise, don’t you think you’re overstepping?

You’re not Brother Zhong’s great-grandfather, what gives you the right to demand him to paint?

Furthermore, even if this painting was not his work, it’s just a gift for my cousin.

Who the hell painted it, what’s it got to do with you?”

Old Tortoise?

You’re not Lv Zhong’s great-grandfather, what gives you the right to demand him to paint?

These two sentences nearly drove Zhou Kaiyuan to a rage-induced explosion.

For a moment, Zhou Kaiyuan’s face turned exceedingly dark.

As the wealthiest man in Yan City, he had never been spoken to this way before.

Even city leaders had to give him due respect when they saw him.

Because he was loaded and an investment from him could easily contribute to their political achievements.

But this brat’s mouth was just too damn bad!

But looking back at how he dared to quarrel with Ao Yuling, who had a mysterious and powerful background, Dongfang Baoyu must not have a weak background either.

And considering the fact that this kid, who was clearly underage, had driven a Ferrari 430 from Star City to Yan City, how could he not have high-level support behind him?

As Yan City’s richest man, Zhou Kaiyuan had a quick temper, but he was also very shrewd.

This was the Leng Family Mansion, home to many prominent officials and business tycoons; he dared not make a move on Dongfang Baoyu.

However, if he couldn’t vent the anger in his heart, he felt like he might go crazy.

Forcing down his anger at Dongfang Baoyu, he turned to Lv Zhong and said with an ominous expression, “Lv Zhong, if you can’t prove that this painting is yours, then once we exit the Leng Family Mansion, I will call the police.

The crime of stealing cultural relics is a major crime.

You’d better think it through…”