Chapter 465: Succubus (36)

While Wen Wan was writing diligently, Gu Yuan, who had somehow gotten hold of her work, frowned and asked, "Who taught you this calligraphy? How can it be so terrible?"

Wen Yan: "..."

After thinking about it, Wen Wan decided to further emphasize her "illiterate" persona.

"Immortal Venerable, I didn't study much when I was young, so my handwriting is ugly. I've practiced for a long time, but I still can't develop beautiful handwriting."

Because of Wen Wan's words, he was delighted to receive a stack of calligraphy practice books, with the instruction to "finish practicing within three days."

Wen Yan: "..."

Wen Wan got angry and started to slack off. Her handwriting got uglier and uglier with each practice. When she sent the calligraphy copybook to Gu Yuan, she noticed that Gu Yuan's expression was extremely sour. Heaven knows that this male lead usually doesn't show much emotion about anything, and it's extremely difficult to read any emotion from his face. Yet now he's so angry about her terrible handwriting. It seems that she's not far from being fired.

"Immortal Venerable, this disciple is truly unskilled in calligraphy; my skills are beyond redemption."

"come over."

Wen Wan approached Gu Yuan with a puzzled look and a cautious, wary attitude.

"Hold your pen."

Wen Wan: "Immortal Venerable, you're not going to teach me to write, are you? How could that be? You are a high and mighty Immortal Venerable, how could a mere disciple like me trouble you? If my master finds out, he'll definitely break my legs."

How terrifying.

This is absolutely terrifying.

"Hold your pen."

Wen Yan: "..."

Wen Wan could only hold the brush properly, but Gu Yuan first corrected her posture, saying, "Write your name."

Wen Wan was even less able to write now, and her handwriting became even uglier. This wasn't because Wen Wan did it on purpose; it was because she was genuinely not good at holding a calligraphy brush in such a standard way.

Gu Yuan frowned even more deeply.

So when Wen Wan held his hand, she instinctively reacted, her heart pounding in her chest, and she felt extremely shy.

"Immortal Lord, this is unacceptable."

"Shut up."

Wen Yan: "..."

Afterwards, Gu Yuan held her hand and wrote the two characters "Wen Wan" on a piece of paper. It was very beautiful, and Wen Wan had to admit it.

"Rewrite it."

Wen Wan put pen to paper and then wrote two more illegible characters. Fearing that Gu Yuan would personally help her, she quickly said, "I will definitely practice more when I get back, and I will definitely live up to the Immortal Venerable's teachings."

Gu Yuan glanced at her and said, "From now on, submit one calligraphy copybook to me every day. One might not be enough, so three will do."

Wen Yan: "!!!"

Alright, what else can we do?

Wen Wan was stopped by her senior sister halfway as she left, "What did the Immortal Venerable send you to do?"

Wen Wan really didn't want to say anything to her, "It's nothing."

Wen Wan was about to leave after taking a detour when her arm was grabbed. "Senior Sister, what exactly do you want to do? If you're so curious, why don't you go and ask the Immortal Venerable yourself?"

Then she pulled her hand away and left without looking back.

She still has three calligraphy practice sheets to hand in today, so she doesn't have time to play with this senior student.

Afterwards, Wen Wan went to see Senior Sister Qi Ling. When Senior Sister Qi Ling learned that Wen Wan wanted to practice calligraphy, she found it strange, "I didn't expect the Immortal Venerable to be so kind to you and even teach you calligraphy."

Then, when she saw Gu Yuan's scrawled handwriting, Senior Sister Qi Ling's eyes widened. Wen Wan helplessly shrugged, "The Immortal Venerable isn't being kind to me; he probably just can't stand how ugly I write. Senior Sister Qi Ling, you have to save me! The Immortal Venerable said that if I don't improve my handwriting in a day, I'll have to increase the amount every day and practice in front of him every day. I'm under so much pressure."

Senior Sister Qiling nodded. "I will help you. My handwriting is just average, but it should be more than enough to teach you."

Wen Yan: "..."

This line of dialogue could actually be changed.

Afterwards, Senior Sister Qiling gradually corrected Wen Wan's posture and began to personally teach her. Sure enough, Wen Wan did improve a little bit. Although it was only a little bit, Wen Wan at least saw hope.

After that, Wen Wan would come to Qi Ling's place every day to practice calligraphy, and then hand it to Gu Yuan to check.

Gu Yuan's expression was as if he could kill a fly every time he looked at Wen Wan's handwriting.

More than half a month later, Wen Wan looked at her calligraphy, which was beginning to take shape, and handed it to Gu Yuan for review. Gu Yuan sighed and said, "Practice calligraphy more in the future, and don't slack off."

That's it.

Wen Wan breathed a sigh of relief, although it was possible that the other party didn't want to see her terrible handwriting again.

Every day after that, Wen Wan would grind ink beside her.

She was incredibly bored. Gu Yuan wouldn't let her do anything else; she could sit for an entire day, doing nothing but writing. Life was truly dull.

Wen Wan still wants to cause trouble.

Soon enough, Wen Wan could no longer contain her ulterior motives.

First, he brought melon seeds, and while grinding ink, he ate melon seeds, but the other party didn't react at all.

The next day, Wen Wan brought beef jerky, but the other party remained very composed.

Afterwards, Wen Wan brought all sorts of snacks, and even brought her lunchbox, eating while grinding ink.

And he even came up with an excuse: "Immortal Venerable, my left hand has been grinding ink the whole time, I haven't been slacking off."

If she were Gu Yuan, she would definitely kick her out.

The other person nodded without saying anything.

Wen Yan: "..."

I'm not a big shot, but you've tormented me for so long because my handwriting is so ugly that it offended your eyes. And now that I'm like this, you haven't said a word. What do you mean by that?

Wen Wan quickly lay down and brought over her recliner and a soft little cushion that she had made herself.

Grinding ink doesn't need to be done all the time. In her spare time, Wen Wan would deliberately do some annoying things. However, no matter what she did, the other person seemed not to see it. Even if they did see it, they would freeze her and make her face the wall for a whole day to reflect on her mistakes. When she was released, all the bones in her body were almost broken.

After that, Gu Yuan began to test his studies.

Wen Wan wanted Gu Yuan to know that she was a good-for-nothing, so she deliberately made mistakes even in the simplest formation, and was then punished.

They threw her directly into a formation, where she was chased by wild beasts every day. Wen Wan was nearly killed each time, and she no longer dared to do anything. She could only obediently practice formations and alchemy.

Her two masters were delighted with this and were even more grateful to the Immortal Venerable. Wen Wan was exasperated. Were her two masters really not going to take care of her? She was being bitten by dogs and chased by wolves every day, and she also had to face all sorts of strange and torturous formations. She was almost half dead.

As a result, she sought help from her masters, but both masters felt she was in the wrong and told her to cultivate a good relationship with the Immortal Venerable and to respect him, as the Immortal Venerable was her second parent.

As the saying goes, either you die in the struggle or you become a monster in the struggle. Wen Wan quickly became bolder and bolder, and sometimes she would even argue with Gu Yuan. If Gu Yuan asked her to do something, she would do something else. If she was to be punished, so be it. Anyway, the worst that could happen to her was death. She couldn't escape anyway, so what could she do?