# Chapter 3394: Hunyuan Brush
Any half-saint, facing a renowned divine realm titan, could not remain calm and natural.
Qingqing's heart raced, her snow-white jade fingers clenched tightly, even her breathing stopped, yet she struggled to maintain her composure.
Zhang Ruochen said, "You are very clever. Train with me for a while."
Receiving a definite reply, Qingqing felt as if a thunderous roar echoed in her mind, and for a moment, she forgot how to speak.
After all, she was a proud daughter of heaven worthy of Zhang Ruochen's notice. She quickly steadied herself, her beautiful eyes flickering, and said, "I am willing! Thank you, Little Junior Uncle!"
She wanted to rise and bow in gratitude.
But her body could not move, and she bit her lips lightly, unsure of what to do.
"Be relaxed and natural. With me, there are not so many formalities." Zhang Ruochen's smile was like a spring breeze brushing one's face.
Murong Yefeng was envious but knew his own foundation had already solidified, with little room for reshaping. So he said, "I also have a young daughter. How about letting her train with you for a while?"
"Don't be ridiculous!" Zhang Ruochen said.
Murong Yefeng smiled and dropped the matter.
Because he understood that Zhang Ruochen was not acting on a whim but because Qingqing was indeed a very intelligent woman with potential for growth.
Moreover, Zhang Ruochen probably wanted to make up for something.
Otherwise, with his current cultivation and status, why would he waste time on such matters? He did not even have time to carefully teach his own children.
Murong Yefeng thought of his own daughter and could not help but shake his head. She was indeed far inferior to Qingqing.
Zhang Ruochen took out a Divine Blood Divine Pill and handed it to Murong Yefeng, saying, "You can put this pill into a sacred spring to form a blood pool. It will bring endless benefits to the Murong Clan."
A Divine Blood Divine Pill was refined from the blood energy of a great god. Those below the divine realm could not directly swallow it.
Murong Yefeng naturally did not stand on ceremony and accepted it openly.
Murong Yue had been thinking about something, then suddenly spoke, "Can I train with Realm Lord for a while?"
This time, Zhang Ruochen did not refuse. "The Murong Clan indeed should produce a god. After the Ascension to Godhood Banquet, come with Qingqing back to Kunlun Realm."
Murong Yue's foundation and potential were still above Murong Yefeng's. She had cultivated many realms more perfectly, and her chance of becoming a god was greater.
Qingqing was immersed in dreamlike thoughts, feeling unreal.
She looked at the other proud sons of heaven and influential figures of her era, feeling as if she was already in a different world from them. The distance had suddenly widened.
Little Junior Uncle had taken her to a more magnificent and promising world!
Her future path was destined to go in another direction.
But she also found that she could no longer see the road ahead clearly. She had to calm her mind and think carefully.
Qingxiao and Beigong Jingting returned!
Beigong Jingting's face was ashen, her heart filled with resentment and anger. Qingxiao followed silently behind her. Clearly, Xuanji Sword God had not upheld justice for Beigong Jingting.
Zhang Ruochen had expected this.
Under normal circumstances, true gods would not interfere in worldly affairs within a realm, let alone such trivial matters. It would be strange if Xuanji Sword God got involved!
Unless Han Qiu had killed Beigong Jingting with one sword, only then would the matter reach Xuanji Sword God.
Murong Yefeng and Murong Yue had already left to catch up with other cultivators.
Zhang Ruochen looked at his senior brother and said, "After the Ascension to Godhood Banquet, I want to take Qingqing to the Ming Sect to train for a while. What do you think?"
Qingxiao was overjoyed.
If Qingqing could be taken by his junior brother to train, her future cultivation would surely be on the divine path. Even he, as her father, might eventually be left far behind.
Such an opportunity was beyond imagination.
Beigong Jingting, already in a foul mood, directly sneered, "Is the Ming Sect so great? Don't say you are just a saint king. Even if a great saint from the Ming Sect came forward, they would not be qualified to be Qingqing's master. The Female War God and the Emperor Lord both think highly of Qingqing and intend to personally teach her. In the future, marrying into the royal family and becoming the Crown Princess is possible."
Qingqing said, "Mother, I want to... make my own decision!"
Beigong Jingting looked at Qingqing in disbelief.
Was this rebellion?
Even her own daughter was defying her.
"Discuss it among yourselves."
Zhang Ruochen cast a "good luck" smile at Qingxiao and left to find Han Qiu and Zhang Hongchen.
This sister-in-law was indeed not very bright, with a flawed personality and too arrogant. Even her daughter had sensed something unusual, but she could only see the surface of things.
A thousand people have a thousand faces. No one is perfect, so there was no need to criticize.
Han Qiu and Zhang Hongchen were not in the hall but had gone to the backyard.
From the beginning, Zhang Ruochen was very curious. Why had Han Qiu come to Luo Xu's Ascension to Godhood Banquet?
The snow fell faster and faster.
The world was a vast expanse of white, with trees and grass wrapped in silver, only the red walls and jade pillars standing out conspicuously.
By the red wall, beside the sacred lake.
Under the Ice Plum Sacred Tree, Luo Shuihan, dressed in immaculate white robes, stood by a table about three meters long, holding a brush and painting. Around her, a field formed naturally. Snowflakes fell, melting into water vapor and disappearing.
Han Qiu, in her black robe fluttering in the wind, stood in the distance, gazing.
Beside her, Zhang Hongchen's date-red outer robe cloak was very conspicuous. She said, "She is ignoring us."
Han Qiu said, "Luo Shuihan has inherited the Fourth Confucian Ancestor's legacy and is very mysterious. Her spiritual power is so strong that even I cannot see through her. Look, although she stands there painting, she is separated from the entire world, as if in another time and space, transcendent and detached."
"In that case, who would dare to target her?" Zhang Hongchen asked.
Han Qiu said, "There is always a mountain higher than the mountain. In the mortal world, I have reached the end, but before the gods, I am nothing. Only by reaching a level like your father's can one have a certain say in heaven and earth, with every move affecting the cosmic pattern."
Across the shore.
Luo Shuihan finally finished painting and set aside the white jade-inlaid gold brush. "The Sun-Moon Dark Consort has come uninvited. Could it be that you have taken a mission to take my life?"
"Your life is not worth much. I mean, the bounty is too low!"
Han Qiu walked across the water toward her, saying, "But I accidentally received a piece of news. Someone wants to take your life and seize the thing left by the Fourth Confucian Ancestor."
A ripple appeared in Luo Shuihan's eyes. "Where did you get this news?"
Han Qiu caught that flicker of emotion deep in Luo Shuihan's eyes. "So, that thing really is on you?"
Zhang Hongchen said, "Our family's old fellow means that if that thing is really on you, you need to hand it over to the Dragon Lord quickly. Otherwise, you will face deadly danger."
"What exactly is going on?"
A familiar, deep voice sounded in Zhang Hongchen's ears, startling her.
She looked up and saw a saint king in armor appearing before her.
That saint king's appearance gradually changed...
Hearing their conversation, Zhang Ruochen could no longer hide in the shadows and had to appear immediately.
"Father!"
Zhang Hongchen was overjoyed and immediately flew over.
"Your matter, I will discuss with you later."
Zhang Ruochen's gaze fell on Han Qiu. "What exactly is this thing that requires alarming the Dragon Lord?"
As a top-tier assassin, Han Qiu could perfectly control her emotions and expressions. She began to explain.
After the decline of the Heaven Kill Organization and Earth Kill Organization, the Death God Temple quickly became the number one assassin organization in the Heavenly Court, naturally having very well-informed intelligence.
By chance, Han Qiu learned that Luo Shuihan had inherited the Fourth Confucian Ancestor's legacy, including the Hunyuan Brush. A mysterious force wanted to capture Luo Shuihan and seize the Hunyuan Brush.
The Hunyuan Brush was extremely famous in Kunlun Realm. It was the Fourth Confucian Ancestor's favorite painting brush, capable of painting everything in the world, with countless legends surrounding it.
Legend said that beauties painted with the Hunyuan Brush could step out of the painting, indistinguishable from real people.
It could even paint gods!
Han Qiu found this matter suspicious, so she rushed to Kunlun Realm to inform the gods. Seeing Tai Shang was as difficult as reaching heaven, and Empress Chi Yao was not in Kunlun either. Fortunately, she met Zhang Hongchen, who took her to Wangshan to see Jie Zunzhe.
After that, carrying Jie Zunzhe's divine token, they rushed to the Starry Sky Defense Line.
Zhang Ruochen asked, "Senior Sister Luo really obtained the Fourth Confucian Ancestor's legacy and the Hunyuan Brush?"
Luo Shuihan's spiritual power and martial cultivation had advanced too quickly, far surpassing other Kunlun Realm prodigies. If she had no great opportunity, that would be strange.
"Since the news has leaked, there is no point in hiding it."
Luo Shuihan spread her fair hand.
Space trembled slightly, and a brush made of bamboo appeared in her palm.
The brush handle was emerald green, like fresh bamboo, looking ordinary but full of beauty. It was not too long, not too short, with perfect thickness and color, subtly aligned with the Dao.
In an instant, it felt as if one was in a bamboo forest, able to smell the scent of bamboo leaves.
Zhang Ruochen picked up the Hunyuan Brush and examined it. "Why did the news leak?"
Zhang Ruochen had a decent relationship with Luo Shuihan, a gentlemanly friendship as light as water. But he had never heard about the Confucian Ancestor's legacy, not even a hint.
This showed how cautious and careful Luo Shuihan was!
Luo Shuihan said, "I did use the Hunyuan Brush once or twice in critical moments, but I cleaned up very thoroughly. There should be no traces left."
Zhang Ruochen shook his head. "The Fourth Confucian Ancestor's disappearance must hide a great secret enough to shake the entire universe, and behind it must be a terrifyingly powerful existence. For those at that level, as long as you are not across multiple star domains, the moment you use the Hunyuan Brush, they will sense it."
"If so, why hasn't he come to kill me and take the brush?" Luo Shuihan asked.
Zhang Ruochen said, "Why would he do that? From the current situation, the Fourth Confucian Ancestor's disappearance is likely related to some giant within the Heavenly Court. You and the Hunyuan Brush are insignificant in his eyes. What he needs most is to hide himself well!"
Han Qiu said, "The news I heard is that the Hunyuan Brush is not only a treasure in itself but also the key to an Ancestor Realm in Kunlun Realm. The Ancestor Realm created by the Second Confucian Ancestor!"
Whether the Second Confucian Ancestor was an ancestor is unknown, but the Second Confucian Ancestor was definitely the strongest of the Four Confucian Ancestors, once invincible in an era, so strong that no one in that era knew his true strength.
Legend said he was one of the most powerful spiritual beings since ancient times, reaching a level beyond "Heaven Round No Gap."
Using spiritual power, he proved the Ancestor Dao.
Luo Shuihan looked at Zhang Ruochen. "Actually, the biggest problem is this: if we follow your analysis, the existence that caused the Fourth Confucian Ancestor's disappearance sensed the Hunyuan Brush and knew I was the Fourth Confucian Ancestor's heir, yet still only wanted to hide himself well. Then why is the news being leaked now? Could it really be that they covet the Ancestor Realm left by the Second Confucian Ancestor? But Tai Shang is still alive. Who would dare to scheme for Kunlun Realm's Ancestor Realm?"
"And most importantly, is the Hunyuan Brush really the key to opening the Ancestor Realm? According to legend, the Ancestor Realm left by the Second Confucian Ancestor was lost long ago! If the Hunyuan Brush could open it, the Third Confucian Ancestor would have opened it in ancient times. In the medieval era, the Fourth Confucian Ancestor would have opened it too. How could outsiders know such secrets better than the Confucian sages themselves?"
Zhang Ruochen also had many things he could not figure out, but he felt an invisible and terrifying sense of crisis, as if an endless dark curtain was pressing down. "There are too many suspicious points in this matter. We should indeed inform the Dragon Lord immediately. I have a feeling that the secret of the Fourth Confucian Ancestor's disappearance is about to surface!"
"You cultivators from Paradise Realm are too arrogant!"
"Keep this gift for yourselves."
"Today, the heroes of Kunlun Realm have gathered, and true gods are present. How dare you come here to provoke?"
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Noises came from the front courtyard, accompanied by angry shouts, as if something had happened.