Chapter 66: Literary Competition - Emperor Teacher Wang Bo

Great exclamations of surprise, admiration and excitement... majority of the old men and middle aged men stood up from their own seats to excitedly look upon the God of Sword's Ring within Ye Wuchen's hand. Their faces were filled with respect and enthusiasm. For most of the younger people, the existence of gods were but a mere legend, an imaginary entity, and for them, the name "God of Sword" was an integral component of the belief. This was previously one of the core pillars of belief of the the entire Tian Long nation.

At this moment, Long Yin stood up, his facial expressions ecstatic and filled with respect. He then said in a loud voice, "I didn't expect that Wuchen really was the disciple of the God of Sword. For someone to obtain this ring means that he is the one and only descendant of the God of Sword. This descendant has now finally appeared before us; he who is the son of the Ye family of Tian Long City! This means that the God of Sword has not forgotten us. This is truly worthy of a celebration, worthy of a celebration! Hahahaha!".

Long Yin laughed loudly, spreading his infectious laughter across the entire area. Yes, the God of Sword did not forget them at all, moreover he had selected the son of the Ye family as his disciple. This signifies that the next God of Sword would be just like Feng Chao Yan of the Gale Nation, who provide his lifelong loyalty and services to the Tian Long Nation and who became the guardian deity of the Tian Long Nation. At this moment, their view of Ye Wuchen completely changed. Since he was the descendant of the God of Sword, then he will surely be the next God of Sword!

"Wuchen, I believe that your achievements in the future will surely surpass those of your teacher's!" Long Yin said seriously.

Surpassing the God of Sword, is there any other higher praise than this!? Judging by his prior performance, no one would dare say that the evaluation was excessive. Even the people of the Lin family, whose faces turned greener and greener each time, subconsciously held the same thoughts in their minds.

"Your Majesty has unfairly praised me" Ye Wuchen said smiling.

"Hoho, so that's how it is. Your teacher has already taken you to the path to be a God. Apparently, not only with his sword, but also with the four arts have you already entered the same path. We couldn't have imagined, no wonder!" The old man stroked his white beard and continued on. "Young man, I would like to shamelessly make a request. Can you give this Twin Lotus Flower on One Stalk to me? I might remove all the other ordinary and unworthy arts from my wall in order to leave this one alone, and I will certainly observe it daily with three sittings to comprehend the real concept of painting."

Ye Wuchen was with not much choice. This painting didn't really have any so-called "God-like" features, it clearly depended heavily upon the extremely clever support from the theory of physics. Furthermore, the watermarks had already dried up and it could now be considered a good painting. There couldn't be a repeat of the breathtaking performance he had just displayed a few moments back. Also, this painting had its own purpose.

He said respectfully, "Old mister, this painting already has an owner. In fact, it doesn't suit you. If you do not mind, I will personally visit you at your home some other day and paint three paintings. So please do not take any offense, old mister."

"Are you serious? Good, good!" the old man nodded gladly, then he had second thoughts for a moment before laughing loudly. "Hahahaha, so that's it. I was carried away by my excitement seeing this marvellous work that I forgot the underlying meaning of twin lotus flowers. I almost made myself a laughing stock."

These words sparked a moment of realization for the people. Merged stem twin lotus flowers is a metaphor for a mutually devoted couple. He had also said that this painting already had its owner...Could it be that his heart already belongs to another person? Thinking this, many single women frowned with sadness. Appearance, personality traits, past history, martial skills, talent, a great teacher, none of them were inaccessible for him, he is without any flaws. This kind of a wonderful man, one wouldn't be able to meet a second one in within one's entire lifetime. What kind of woman would be able to fortunately capture him.

"Chen-er, don't call him old mister, he is your maternal grandfather!"

This loud voice belonged to none other than Wang Wen Shu. This time she was grinning from ear to ear. In the eyes of a mother, her own son was always the best. Because her son had previously failed to live up to expectations, every time people mentioned her son, her facial expression never light up, and instead she felt a deep sense of failure. But today, after the astonishing performance of Ye Wuchen, her heart had felt the joy and pride that no words could describe. This time, she could really feel proud of being a mother because her son was truly this excellent, as though he were a bright pearl becoming the dazzling focus of one's eyes, pressing down the brilliant rays of all other persons of the same age.

This old man was actually her father - Emperor Teacher Wang Bo. Seeing them addressing each other as "young man" and "old mister", she hardly knew whether she should laugh or cry. In the end, she could not help but yell out.

"Eh?" Ye Wuchen's expression went stiff, then his face full of surprise.

"Hahahaha!" Wang Bo comfortably laughed out loud, caressing his long beard as he said, "Chen-er, grandpa had heard that when you were rescued by the God of Sword, you had lost your memory and even now you are still not be able to sincerely recognize your close relatives. This is behaviour is natural, and I won't force you to call me grandpa, but you already agreed to make three paintings for me, so you must not back out on this!"

"Uhm, I won't break my promise!" Ye Wuchen answered with a smile.

For all these years, Wang Bo rarely met Ye Wuchen. He occasionally visits the Ye family only to be able to have short chats. He could only shake his head in disappointment upon leaving. But now, he saw a legendary dragon soaring high in the sky. Not everything in this world was permanent. These words especially applied to his grandson.

People in the crowd who felt confused had a sudden realisation: they felt strange witnessing them address each other this way because of their relationship with each other.

"Okay! This time grandpa is relieved. Chen-er, I'm curious as to which young woman you are going to give this Twin Lotus Flower on One Stalk to." Wang Bo said smiling, boldly asking the question in public since Ye Wuchen had made this painting in public as well, even revealing that this painting already had an owner. That meant that he had plans to publicly give this painting to someone, and Wang Bo was taking the advantage of the situation to ask this question.

With these words, he caused some of the young ladies to be agitated. Whether sitting or standing, they nervously grabbed the corner or their clothes, both eyes looking around like some flickering lights, anxiously waiting, as if hoping for a huge surprise to drop from the sky.

Ye Wuchen didn't answer. Instead, he stepped in front of the painting board and carefully rolled up Twin Lotus Flower on One Stalk into a thin roll, covering this magnificent piece of work which caused a lot of exaggerated surprise. Then, picking up the wine sack that Hua Zhentian gave him, he said in a clear voice. "Today if it wasn't for the Elder Hua's wine, this kind of painting would be impossible. So, this painting could be considered as our collaborative work. Therefore, it is only proper for Elder Hua to have this painting..."

The people were stunned at once, some even almost threw up blood...The owner of this twin lotus flower painting is actually this rough old aged man. This can't be...

Translated by: Fatty_Uncle

Edited by: patrick_the_father_of_dragons