Chapter 7

Li Nianfan looked at Luo Hao, who seemed hesitant to speak, and asked curiously, "What is it?"

Luo Hao quickly smiled and said, "Nothing, I was just wondering why I felt so refreshed after coming in, it turns out the air has become fresher."

Li Nianfan smiled and said, "Sit down."

The three of them sat down as instructed.

"The tea leaves we planted are not ready for picking yet, so you'll have to make do with ordinary water for now," Li Nianfan said.

Bai Luoshuang replied, "Mr. Li, you are too kind, we don't mind at all."

Li Nianfan smiled and took three cups of water from the water purifier to give to them.

"Thank you, Mr. Li." Bai Luoshuang took the water, but her pupils suddenly contracted in shock. "May I ask, Mr. Li, what is this thing that holds the water?"

"This is a water purifier, just a little gadget," Li Nianfan said casually.

Sure enough, it's another divine object!

The three cultivators were almost numb. The water in their cups wasn't ordinary water, but spiritual water!

The spiritual energy contained in just one cup of water was comparable to some low-level spiritual medicines!

This water purifier must be a top-tier immortal artifact. Ordinary water turned into spiritual water after passing through it, which was unbelievable!

Seeing the three of them acting strangely, Li Nianfan didn't pay much attention and said indifferently, "I'm going to the back yard. If you want more water, just pour it from the water purifier."

Li Nianfan carried the fishlings and the tortoise to the back yard and said, "Xiao Bai, go deal with the leopard's body and prepare the meal!"

In the hall, the three cultivators were left staring at each other, feeling uneasy.

Although they were envious of the air purifier and the water purifier, they didn't dare to have any greedy thoughts.

Luo Hao swallowed and exclaimed, "S... Sister, we seem to have encountered someone extraordinary."

Bai Luoshuang nodded, took a deep breath, and said solemnly, "This expert is far beyond our previous understanding! From what we can see, this expert is a good person. No matter what, we must not offend him in the slightest! If we can befriend him, it will be the greatest fortune of our lives!"

Qin Zhu said, "Sister, rest assured, we understand."

At this moment, Luo Hao noticed a trash can by his feet and was taken aback.

There was a scroll inside, seemingly a painting.

"Luo Hao, what are you doing? Don't touch the expert's things!" Bai Luoshuang's heart tightened, and she quickly reminded him.

"It looks like a trash can."

Luo Hao said, carefully taking out the scroll and slowly unfolding it.

He was curious about what the expert had thrown away.

On the scroll, a figure slowly appeared.

The figure was facing away, wearing a bamboo hat and a straw raincoat, standing on a small boat, holding a long sword in his hand.

The lines were simple, as if drawn casually.

However, the moment Luo Hao saw the painting, he let out a scream, jumping up in shock. "Sword Intent! This painting contains Sword Intent!"

Bai Luoshuang and Qin Zhu's eyes simultaneously fell on the scroll.

In just one glance, they felt as if they were immersed in the painting, overwhelmed by feelings of loneliness, cold pride, fearlessness, and determination.

At that moment, they seemed to be in the same world as the straw raincoat swordsmen, with a powerful sword intent rising from him, pressing down on them so hard they could hardly breathe.

If ordinary people saw this painting, they might not have such a strong reaction, but the three of them were disciples of the Ten Thousand Sword Immortal Sect, who practiced sword techniques and were very sensitive to sword intent.

They vaguely understood the meaning of the painting. The straw raincoat swordsmen were on their way to a duel, and the opponent was on the other side of the river!

"Phew!"

Luo Hao quickly rolled up the scroll, and the three of them came to their senses, already drenched in sweat.

"Who is depicted in this painting? Just the back view contains such a strong sword intent, even surpassing our sect master. It's too terrifying," Qin Zhu said, still shaken.

Bai Luoshuang didn't know how to describe her feelings and said in a trembling voice, "That's not the main point. The key is that someone could paint this and casually throw it in the trash!"

Luo Hao said, "This painting is invaluable to us sword cultivators!"

At this moment, Li Nianfan had already returned, and Xiao Bai was carrying the leopard's body into the kitchen to prepare the meal.

Seeing the three of them hesitating, Li Nianfan couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"

Bai Luoshuang held the scroll awkwardly and said, "Sorry, we touched your things without permission."

"It's fine, it's just a rough sketch I drew casually and had already thrown away," Li Nianfan said with a carefree smile.

Just this sentence raised Li Nianfan's status in the three cultivators' hearts even higher.

A rough sketch contains the essence of the Dao and sword intent. What realm must he be at? Could he be a legendary immortal?

Qin Zhu looked at Li Nianfan expectantly and said nervously, "Mr. Li, could you part with this painting and give it to us?"

Luo Hao and Bai Luoshuang held their breath, clenching their fists, waiting for the response like students waiting for their exam results.

Seeing their expressions, Li Nianfan couldn't help but laugh, not expecting that there were also art lovers among cultivators.

He waved his hand and said, "It's just a rough sketch, take it."

"Thank you, Mr. Li!"

The three of them were overjoyed, standing up together, extremely excited.

This painting must be sent to the sect as soon as possible!

They knew it was important and couldn't afford to delay.

Bai Luoshuang bowed to Li Nianfan respectfully and said, "Mr. Li, thank you for the painting. We need to return to the sect immediately, please forgive us."

"Are you in such a hurry? Not eating?"

"Mr. Li, we have urgent matters. Next time, we will treat you to a meal to make up for it!" Bai Luoshuang said.

Li Nianfan nodded, "Alright, see you next time."

"Mr. Li, farewell!"

The three of them carefully packed the scroll and hurriedly went down the mountain.

Watching their backs, Li Nianfan shook his head. He had prepared a leopard meat feast, but these three missed out.

At the same time, at the foot of the mountain.

Two beautiful figures were walking up the mountain.

The two women moved through the forest like forest spirits.

One of them was Luo Shiyu, and the other was a woman in a purple dress, with a slender waist bound by a cloud belt, even more delicate. Her black hair was styled into a beautiful bun, adorned with a seven-jewel coral hairpin, making her face as beautiful as a lotus, with a dignified and commanding presence, like a noble goddess.

Compared to Luo Shiyu, the woman in the purple dress was like a ripe peach, almost dripping with juice.

The woman in the purple dress had been listening to Luo Shiyu all the way and finally spoke, "Shiyu, are you sure you weren't dreaming?"

A divine spirit, a watermelon containing the essence of the Dao, and a reclusive expert—how could this not sound like a made-up story?

Luo Shiyu pulled the woman in the purple dress and said, "Mother, I'm sure it wasn't a dream! And look, I've already reached the Foundation Establishment stage, this can't be faked, right?"

The woman in the purple dress was still skeptical and said, "If it's true as you say, this person is indeed a reclusive expert."

"Mother, come up the mountain with me quickly, I guarantee you'll be shocked when you see it!" Luo Shiyu was eager.

The woman in the purple dress sighed lightly. She knew what her daughter was thinking.

She wanted to avoid her arranged marriage and now saw hope, so she was determined to seize it.

As Luo Shiyu's mother, she didn't want to push her daughter into a fire, but in the imperial court, one's fate was not their own. She hoped this expert could really help Shiyu.