Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 465 - 464: Counting the Trendy Characters, Look at Today! _1

Chapter 465: Chapter 464: Counting the Trendy Characters, Look at Today! _1

Her heart ached, and she suddenly thought of her deceased grandfather.

Her grandfather indeed loved calligraphy in his lifetime, but he couldn’t write anymore.

At this moment, Ren Feifan gently patted Cui Ying’s shoulder, instantly dispersing her negative emotions.

Looking at the painting in her hand, she naturally couldn’t give it away.

Sun Quanzhou, with his character, would definitely not accept such a painting that was bought from the market. Moreover, she could tell that the value of the calligraphy by Qian Shihui might be much higher than this painting.

It seemed that there was little hope for acquiring that land.

Whatever, no one can succeed in creating a business at one go. If worse comes to worst, they will find another location.

Just as Cui Ying was about to speak, Ren Feifan stood up and said to the youth, "You’re partially right, the gift we want to give is indeed calligraphy."

Cui Ying was startled, wondering why Ren Feifan was talking nonsense again. The object in her hand was clearly a painting, not a character. She tugged at Ren Feifan’s arm, but Ren Feifan wouldn’t budge, instead he turned his head and winked at her.

"Oh, could it be that Ms. Cui is also a fan of calligraphy and painting?" Sun Quanzhou was slightly surprised.

Cui Ying was at a loss for words, but Ren Feifan spoke: "Actually, I also have some research on calligraphy."

Upon hearing this, Qian Shihui sneered. Looking at Ren Feifan’s attire, he thought, How could a poor man dressed in cheap clothes be qualified to study calligraphy? He could only struggle for survival, and art was just wishful thinking.

Could the characters written by such people be readable?

He’s just overconfident.

Ren Feifan’s mouth showed a confident smile. He had indeed learned calligraphy before. Although he couldn’t be called a master, his work could at least pass muster.

Of course, just passing muster is far from enough. But don’t forget, Ren Feifan is a cultivator and an Array Master!

The strokes are ethereal and spirited, the symbols refined and the formations divine.

Can the characters written by him be compared to those of an ordinary person in the mundane world?

Qian Shihui sneered, "Are you sure you want to make a fool of yourself? In the world of calligraphy, age, experience, and brush strength are indispensable."

Ren Feifan dismissed, "Since you understand calligraphy so well, do you know what the highest realm of calligraphy is?"

"The highest realm?" Qian Shihui paused for a moment.

"The path of calligraphy incorporates a hundred schools of thought, there’s no such thing as the highest realm."

After Qian Shihui said this, Sun Quanzhou nodded in agreement.

Ren Feifan smiled, "You’re wrong. The highest realm of calligraphy is having a painting within characters."

The other three looked puzzled after hearing this.

Qian Shihui burst out laughing.

He laughed heartily.

How does calligraphy relate to painting?

Ren Feifan replied with a calm expression, "If you don’t understand, it means your realm is far from enough."

Upon hearing this, the previously expressionless Sun Quanzhou’s face turned unhappy. Wasn’t Ren Feifan indirectly insulting him, a member of the calligraphy association, for having insufficient realm?

In her heart, Cui Ying felt an abrupt unease. What on earth was Ren Feifan doing?

Qian Shihui was overjoyed, he sarcastically said, "Well, well, well, since you’re so awesome, what’s the point of just talking? Let’s see your real skills. Mr. Sun’s study has everything you need. If your calligraphy has really reached the realm of calligraphy and painting, show us."

"Feifan... let’s stop playing, let’s go back..."

Cui Ying said softly, her voice a bit anxious.

"Oh, are you trying to run away after boasting?" Qian Shihui laughed.

Ren Feifan ignored him and turned directly to Sun Quanzhou, "Mr. Sun, please provide the Four Treasures of Study."

"Young man, in my humble opinion, it’s unnecessary for you to write..."

Sun Quanzhou kindly reminded.

After all, after speaking so boastingly and seemingly far-fetched, if the handwriting doesn’t live up to the hype, it would be truly embarrassing. Sun Quanzhou was showing a trace of kindness.

"Thank you, Mr. Sun." Ren Feifan confidently said.

"Ah, alright then..."

With a helplessness shake of his head, Sun Quanzhou led the three to the study.

Then, with a long sigh, he said, "Please, make yourself at home."

He certainly didn’t believe that Ren Feifan, with his young age, had reached this so-called realm of calligraphy and painting.

It was something unheard of.

Ren Feifan’s face was calm as he laid out the rice paper and closed his eyes.

Seeing this, Qian Shihui scoffed, "What a show-off!"

Suddenly, Ren Feifan opened his eyes, and his aura drastically transformed!

His gaze was as clear as spring water, and the air about him was like that of an immortal.

"Cui Ying, grind the ink!"

Cui Ying was taken aback, never expecting that he would ask her to perform this task.

But the aura emanating from Ren Feifan made him seem like a completely different person, so she inexplicably picked up the ink stone and began grinding.

She grinded the ink with elegance.

The next second, Ren Feifan picked up the brush.

Dipped in ink.

Spread the paper.

Grand strokes flowed!

The brush effortlessly glided!

"Spectacular mountains allure countless heroes to their knees. All that’s in the past, many outstanding individuals, remains to be seen in today’s world!"

This was a line of poetry left by a founding emperor of Huaxia.

A verse written in his vibrant and vigorous years!

At that time in Huaxia, the country was in shambles! The East Ocean invaded! It was on the brink of annihilation!

When the erstwhile emperor composed this verse, it was a rebellion against invading enemies and a determination to breakthrough all obstacles!

In just a few short lines, everybody in attendance felt their blood raging. Goosebumps erupted all over their skin.

Sun Quanzhou was well-accomplished in calligraphy, even among the cultural elite of Watertown, he was considered a master calligrapher.

However, upon seeing the line written by Ren Feifan, his face drastically changed! His eyes were filled with disbelief!

"This writing... good! Good! Good!"

Sun Quanzhou clenched his fists, repeating the word ’good’ three times, his excitement was beyond words!

"Upon raising his brush, it’s like a recklessly galloping horse kicking up dust; like a flood dragon soaring aimlessly, starting from nothingness and ending in desolation. This nearly insane impulsive original life force contains the spiritual energy of heaven and earth! What a magnificent piece of writing!"

Suddenly, when Ren Feifan finished the last stroke, the whole piece of calligraphy came alive!

Sun Quanzhou rubbed his eyes, bizarrely witnessing an image of thousands of soldiers bravely fighting the enemy, not fearing death!

His blood rushed! The aura was overwhelming!

This was not simply a piece of writing, rather a vivid painting!

"What level of calligraphy is this? Could it truly be the realm of calligraphy and painting, the highest realm of calligraphy?"

"Master, can this... no... this piece of writing be... sold to me... no matter the price..."

Sun Quanzhou was so shocked that he was incoherent.

As these words came out, Qian Shihui turned completely pale. He naturally saw the writing, and even the image within!

He was flabbergasted!

He was dumbfounded!

How could this guy possibly write such a piece! The charm within it was not something a young man could possess!

He was utterly astonished, his mouth wide open, as if he could swallow an elephant whole.

Compared to this man’s calligraphy, his grandfather’s paled in comparison.

Cui Ying was also trembling, Ren Feifan once again exceeded her expectations.

She had always thought of Ren Feifan as a rogue, a lecher. But the moment he wrote this piece, she felt as if she was looking at a world-shaking emperor, sword in hand!

Unbeatable across the world!

Seeing that Ren Feifan did not answer, Sun Quanzhou became anxious and said, "Master, even if you loan this piece to me for a few days, I promise not to damage the slightest bit..."

"This piece of writing is not for sale," said Ren Feifan indifferently.

Sun Quanzhou’s face slightly changed, clearly disappointed.

But the next second, Ren Feifan said, "This piece of writing is a gift from Ms. Cui of the Ying Ville Real Estate."

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(There will be more updates tonight, the author is currently writing~)