Chapter 140: The Landscape Painting of Mountains and Rivers

  Not to mention Xie Ao Yu and others, even Han Yue, who was normally expressionless, couldn't help but burst out laughing.

  This guy is really... too special.

  "Old rogue, I really admire you!" Xie Ao Yu laughed loudly.

  Lang Zhan Tian tossed his head, "Can't help it, I'm just this awesome, don't be too jealous, actually even if you're jealous it's no use." He reached out and slapped Han Yue on the back, "Brother Han Yue, I heard you've been cultivating with your uncle, Dean Han Li, surely your skills are extraordinary? If there's a chance, let's exchange moves?"

  "Cough..."

  Han Yue's smiling face changed at that moment.

  He followed Han Li to cultivate, this matter, few people know, can even say that they are some important figures in their family, how did Lang Tian know?

  Xie Ao Yu and Bing Wu's faces also changed.

  It turned out to be Han Li's nephew, not You Lanruo's nephew. He came to entangle Bingwu, what does this mean? In Xie Ao Yu's heart, he almost determined that it was You Lanruo's conspiracy.

  Butterfly!

  Xie Ao Yu was filled with resentment and anger.

  Even Ice Dance looked very unwell, she stared coldly at Han Yue.

  "How did Zhan Tian know?" Han Yue's heart knew it was going to be bad, but he still maintained his composure, "It seems that very few people know about me following Uncle in cultivation."

  "Haha, there's no wall in the world that doesn't leak, right?" Lang Zhentian burst out laughing.

  Han Yue secretly sneered, but he also had no way out. He saw that Lang Zhan Tian appeared to be a carefree and reckless young master on the surface, but in reality, he was clever and cunning, an extremely difficult person to deal with.

  "I won't disturb you all anymore." Han Yue Zhi's machine left.

  Looking at his back, Lang Tian sneered: "This kid's strength is not great, but his mind is deeper than Han Li and You Lanruo, no wonder he can be cultivated by the two of them."

  Ice dance show eyebrow one challenge.

  "Ah, sorry about that, I forgot that Butterfly's disciple was here." Rong Wanjian said with a smile.

  "Hmm."

  Bingwu coldly snorted and ignored him.

  Xie Ao Yu then gave Lang Zhan Tian a thumbs up, he could naturally see that Lang Zhan Tian was doing it on purpose, his goal was to intentionally or unintentionally slander You Lan Ruo, and was helping him.

  "Today is a happy day, let's not mention those messy things." Xie Ao Yu changed the subject, "Let's talk about Lao Lin's romantic history instead."

  His love history was simple: he had confessed to ninety-six women and been rejected by ninety-six women. Lin Dongyun glossed over it with a simple sentence.

  "Go! What's ninety-six? It's ninety-nine. One more to make a hundred."

  Among the laughter, Prince Yun Tianfeng made his appearance.

  As the organizer, his identity is still quite sensitive, especially after being hijacked by the Black Lotus Sect once, which made him no longer act as freely as before. On the contrary, it's luxurious and grand here, and the Li family has a strong power arrangement here, so he doesn't worry about anything happening. He only brought two maids who don't understand aura, if he had brought an expert, it would have seemed that he was too timid, which would be bad.

  The eyes of all thirty-two young masters were fixed on him.

  After Yun Tianfeng appeared on stage, he slightly nodded towards Xie Ao Yu before smiling and saying: "Everyone has waited for a long time."

  "We don't dare." everyone said.

  After all, he is the prince, and it's only right that he should take center stage.

  Xie Ao Yu felt a few glances cast over him, he looked up to see that two of the owners of those glances quickly withdrew their gaze, without discovering who they were. The remaining three people were Wu Jia, Wang Chao and Ba Ha Tu Ta Si, all with jealous expressions, looking very displeased.

  Enough to make Yun Tianfeng nod first and gesture to them with envy.

  Xie Ao Yu directly ignored them, three jumping clowns.

  "Please be seated." Yun Tianfeng said.

  This is the third floor hall of Jin Bi Hui Huang, all the decorations are carefully designed, and all the tables have been removed. In the middle, there is only one person, Prince Yun Tian Feng, in front of him is a delicate long wooden table with some delicious food on it.

  In the middle of the hall is a corridor, with seats for the thirty-two strong members on either side.

  This seating arrangement was not deliberately arranged, but rather a casual seating, also showing the attitude of Prince Yun Tianfeng's egalitarianism, and would not be treated specially because you are a nobleman. Just this one move won the applause of many non-noble people.

  Xie Ao Yu, Bing Wu, Lang Zhan Tian and Lin Dong Yun are in the middle of the left side. Qin Yue Yi has been eliminated, as well as Li Chao Feng.

  "You are all the future pillars of the empire, and to stand out among hundreds of thousands of people requires a certain level of strength. At least, this prince doesn't have that kind of ability." Yun Tianfeng said with a smile.

  What a cloudy sky and windy day, it really has a captivating charm, Xie Ao Yu secretly admired.

  As expected, many of the people who were being praised couldn't help but reveal a smug expression, especially Wu Jia and his two companions, who even raised their heads, as if they were the most formidable ones.

  Yun Tianfeng raised his wine cup and said loudly, "Come on, I, the crown prince, would like to toast each of you a glass, congratulating you all for successfully entering the top 32 and wishing you all a better ranking, representing the empire in the final."

  "Cheers!"

  All thirty-two people stood up.

  After everyone had their drink, they all took their seats.

  "At this point, I, the Crown Prince, promise to all of you..." Yun Tianfeng's mouth curled up into a slight smile as he spoke, and then paused, his gaze sweeping across everyone present, taking in each person's expression.

  Xie Ao Yu also felt his heart like a cat's claw, secretly thinking that Yun Tian Feng understood a person's thoughts very well. He couldn't help but reevaluate this prince who he had somewhat looked down on before. His appearance couldn't be described as handsome, but rather pretty, with a somewhat feminine look, especially his eyes, which were black and exceptionally sharp.

  At the same time, Xie Ao Yu was also observing others.

  He knew that Eliyas and Sing were among them, others might have known, but he was devoted to bitter cultivation and did not recognize the two.

  "What did Your Highness promise?" Wu Jia couldn't help but ask.

  Wang Chao said: "Please instruct me, Your Highness."

  They looked at each other with disdain after finishing speaking, as if saying that only nobles like us can have a conversation with Your Highness, you are not qualified.

  It just so happens that their performance falls into Xie Ao Yu's eyes, a burst of laughter, they are still self-satisfied, but in fact, being unable to hold one's temper like this will only disappoint Yun Tian Feng.

  A faint sigh that is easy to overlook.

  They are all the future pillars of the imperial family, but with this ability, it's really disappointing. However, his face didn't show any unusual expression, and he smiled: "The Emperor has decided that the top eight contestants will represent the Empire in battle, so the Emperor has decided... the top eight contestants will be awarded a good weapon, and can choose one martial art to cultivate in the Imperial Palace's Martial Arts Pavilion."

  "Boom..."

  Everyone below was in an uproar.

  Xie Ao Yu and Lang Zhan Tian were also shocked by this decision, they looked at each other in surprise.

  Is the weapon drawn by the emperor possibly of poor quality?

  Is the martial arts collection in the imperial palace different?

  With such benefits, I'm afraid even those from large families would be excited, Xie Ao Yu's gaze swept across Han Yue's face, since he was Han Li's nephew, he was naturally a member of the ancient family, and there was a flash of excitement on his face, it could be seen how tempting it was.

  What great courage!

  Xie Ao Yu was deeply moved, the current emperor is by no means an ordinary person.

  At the same time, Xie Ao Yu also discovered that the two people who recovered their composure the fastest were also excited for a moment, but it was only for an instant before they returned to normal.

  They sat opposite Wu Jia, Wang Chao and Baha Tututas, also on the left upper hand side, higher than the position where Wu Jia and his two companions were sitting. Apparently these two should be Lias and Singh.

  As for their appearance, they are all ordinary and belong to the inconspicuous type.

  It's precisely these two who are the real masters.

  "His Majesty the Emperor is wise and brilliant, His Highness the Crown Prince is intelligent and wise, we must do our best to bring glory to the Empire." Wu Jia reacted the fastest, immediately standing up, loudly declaring his determination, as if he had already become one of the top eight.

  Others also stood up one after another.

  "Come on, let's all toast to Your Highness." Wu Jia said loudly.

  "Long live Your Majesty!"

  Everyone stood up and raised their wine cups.

  Yun Tianfeng also raised his wine cup, smiling and drinking it all in one gulp. He found that Wu Jia's skills were not up to par, but his ability to flatter was top-notch, just like his father.

  "What a shame, sucking up is an art, and this obvious boot-licking is really the lowest level. This kid isn't even a beginner yet." Rong Zhan Tian muttered under his breath.

  Xie Ao Yu smiled and said: "Old Rong is very skilled, right?"

  He patted his chest and said, "This is my strong point."

  "Shameless!"

  Everyone sat down again.

  At this time, Yun Tianfeng gave an order, and two charming maidservants jointly held a painting and walked out, coming to stand still in front of Yun Tianfeng's desk.

  Everyone held their breath.

  "Everyone, this is an ancient painting that I, the crown prince, inadvertently obtained when I was young. From then on, I have had a special affection for this painting. Today, I brought it out especially to share with all of you."

  Everyone was puzzled by what Yuntianfeng meant, and they all stared with wide eyes.

  Two slender women carefully pulled the painting frame, slowly retreating to both sides, their movements very gentle, afraid of damaging this ancient painting.

  As the ancient painting unfolded, a magnificent landscape of mountains and rivers appeared before everyone's eyes.

  The ancient painting is about two meters long and over one meter wide.

  The painting depicts an elderly man with white hair standing at the summit of a high mountain, with dark clouds filling the sky, lightning flashing and thunder rumbling, strong winds and heavy rain, as if the lightning is about to strike his head. The old man stands calmly, seemingly unaware, with his hands behind his back, in a carefree posture. Below him are rows of houses and buildings, with countless people crowded on the streets, like ants, yet vividly depicted, as if real. The city in the storm under the dark clouds appears majestic, as if it could hold up the sky.

  Of course, what stands out most in this picture is that old man.

  He is like a god who controls everything, overlooking the vast land, and looking at the ups and downs of life with indifference.

  Looking at this ancient painting, Xie Ao Yu felt the Three-Colored Divine Pill suddenly tremble without reason, and his spirit was as if being restrained.

  A strange flash of light flickered before his eyes.

  Xie Ao Yu suddenly found himself walking into this ancient painting.