
Arthur looked at Alfan who suddenly did not speak and asked curiously, "But why?"
Alfan hurriedly smiled and said, "It's okay. It's only fitting that I feel so fresh when I come in, it's because the air is turning into fresher."
Arthur smiled and said, "Sit down."
The three cultivators sat down.
"Grown tea is not yet ready to be picked. So, it seems you can only drink water," said Arthur.
The star replied, "Mr Arthur is too upset, we don't mind."
Arthur smiled, then picked up a glass and filled the water from the dispenser for the three of them.
"Thank you, Mr. Arthur." The star takes the glass given. Then, his eyes narrowed slightly and said in surprise, "Master Arthur, if I may know, what water-filled thing is that?"
"It's a dispenser, just an ordinary item," Arthur said haphazardly.
It really is a magical thing.
The three cultivators were to the point of fleas dying. In fact, the water in their glasses was not ordinary water, but rather an energy liquid.
The energy contained in a glass of water alone was already comparable to a low level potion.
This dispenser was definitely a top-tier magical item. Ordinary water can even become spiritual water once filtered. It's really hard to believe.
Arthur also did not care much for the three mysterious-looking cultivators. He just said flatly, "I'm going to the backyard for a bit. If you want to drink water, you can take it directly from the dispenser."
After that, Arthur walked to the courtyard later carrying a young fish and a turtle while saying, "White, you go clean the Leopard carcass to eat later."
Inside the living room, the three cultivators stared at each other and sat down uneasily.
Although the three of them were very interested in the Humidifier and Dispenser, they still did not dare to crave it.
Alfan swallowed his saliva and exclaimed, "Bin ... Stars, it looks like we're meeting a really amazingly great person."
The star nodded, then took a deep breath and said seriously, "This master must have surpassed everyone we have met before. From the current observations, it seemed like this master was a good person. Either way, we can't offend him at all. Even if we could, we should have a good relationship with him and it would definitely be our greatest fortune during this lifetime."
Bastian said, "Star, don't worry, we understand."
Then, at this moment, Alfan stared at the trash can beside his feet and was shocked.
Inside was a scroll, it seemed like a painting scroll.
"Alfan, what are you doing? Don't carelessly touch the master's item!" The star suddenly became panicked and hurriedly reminded.
"It looks like this is a garbage can."
After speaking, Alfan took the scroll of painting inside carefully and opened it slowly with his hand.
Alfan was a little curious about what the master threw away.
On the scroll, a shadow appeared.
The shadow figure was drawn from the back by wearing armor and a battle helmet. The man stood in front of all the enemy troops, in his hand seemed to be grasping a long sword and looked brave.
The strokes look simple, like they are just drawn with a potluck.
However, upon seeing the picture, Alfan screamed and jumped in fear. Then, he exclaimed, "Murder! There's a murder in this painting!
The star and Bastian stared at the scroll simultaneously.
With just a glance, they were as if they had already sunk into the picture. They seemed to be facing the terrifying attack pressure of tens of thousands of soldiers. Not only that, they also faced the passion and killing intent that emanated from the War God as if heading towards them.
"Whoops!"
Alfan hurriedly closed the scroll. After that, the three of them just woke up from the daydream. They were already filled with sweat at that very instant.
"Areally who is the person behind the picture? Just looking back has shown a killing aura that is so strong and even exceeds our Chief Vanakan," said Bastian horrified.
The star already did not know how to describe his own mood and said tremblingly, "This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that the person who is able to paint it and .. throw it just like that into the trash can!"
By this time, Arthur was back. Meanwhile, White carried the dead Leopard into the kitchen while busy preparing food.
Seeing the three of them hesitating expressions, Arthur asked, "Why?"
The star held the picture and said awkwardly, "Sorry, we're touching your stuff without permission."
"It's okay, it's just a draft that I drew with origin and it's been useless." Arthur smiled indifferently.
Just because Arthur spoke like that, his position in the eyes of the three cultivators instantly increased boundless.
Original draft images can even contain the meaning of war. What level of nature is this?
Bastian looked at Arthur expectantly, then said nervously, "Master Arthur, is this picture okay for us?"
Alfan and Bintang instantly held their breaths and clenched their hands involuntarily, like disciples who were waiting for their test results anxiously.
Seeing the expressions of the three people, Arthur could not help but laugh. He did not expect that it turned out that cultivators also liked paintings.
Arthur waved his hand and said, "Isn't that just a draft picture? Take it."
"Thank you very much, Mr. Arthur."
Hearing those words, the three of them looked happy. Then, they stood together and looked excited.
This painting must be sent to the Vanakan immediately.
They knew that this was an important matter, so they did not dare to delay the time.
The star bowed to Arthur to pay his respects and said, "Master Arthur, thank you very much for the painting you gave me. But, now we need to return to the Sect. Please collect."
"Why rush once? Not eating?"
"Mr Arthur, the three of us still have important business. Next time, we'll treat Mr. Arthur instead" Bintang said.
Arthur nodded and said, "Alright, see you next time."
"Mr Arthur, we're saying goodbye."
The three of them stored the scroll very carefully and rushed down the mountain.
Arthur shook his head while staring at the backs of the three people. In fact, Arthur has prepared a package of tiger meat combo. Too bad, they're out of luck.
At the same time, under the foot of the mountain.
Two beautiful female figures were walking towards the mountain.
The two women were walking in the forest mountains, like fairies in the mountains.
One of them is Thania. Meanwhile, a woman who came with her was wearing a long purple dress with eyebrows that looked calm and graceful, like a venerable goddess.
The woman in purple dress looked more contained than Thania.
Compared to Thania, the purple-gown woman looked more like a ripe peach that almost dripped its juice.
The woman in purple continued to hear Thania speak, until she finally said, "Are you sure you're not dreaming?"
A miraculous spiritual thing, a watermelon containing great energy and also a hermit master. Sounds like a story.
Thania pulled the woman in the purple dress and said, "Mom, I'm pretty sure that's not a dream. After all, you see for yourself that I have ascended two levels of the direct realm. It can't be a lie, can it?"
The woman in purple still hesitated and said, "If it's true as you say, then that person is indeed a ascetic master and does not appear before the world."
"Mom, let's quickly follow me up the mountain. I'm sure after Mom sees it, I'll be surprised, for sure" Thania said with a little impatience.
The purple-clothed woman sighed. Of course he knew what his daughter was planning.
From the beginning Thania wanted to cancel her marriage. Now that there was a chance, of course he would make the most of it.
As Thania's mother, how could she have pushed her daughter into the pit of fire? Merely, as part of the imperial palace, he was also unable to do anything. He could only hope that this master really had a solution to help Thania.