"Wow, this looks like a scene from Journey to the West! It's so clear, it must be some kind of CG animation!"
Of course, nobody thought it was true.
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Xu Milu deliberately waited outside the hall for a while before carrying the framed "painting" into the hall. All eyes in the hall suddenly fell on her, but she simply smiled slightly and unfurled the scroll in her hands:
"Dragon King, please look—"
The Crystal Palace is shrouded in shadows, with light filtering through the seawater and shining directly onto the painting.
In the painting, which stretched for ten feet, clam maidens and mermaids performed dances, guests filled the room, and the painting was filled with rare and precious objects. The details were so exquisite that even the robes on the old dragon king seemed to be fluttering in the wind, as if everything in the painting would come to life at any moment.
"Oh dear, oh dear—"
Ao Run gasped, his eyes glued to the painting, his hands constantly exploring it, wishing he could immediately hide it away in his treasure trove.
"Father, Fairy Xu's painting skills are superb! The figures in this painting are all lifelike, with not a single flaw or omission!"
Looking at the giant photograph, Mo Ang's eyes filled with admiration as he looked at Xu Milu: "What superb painting skills! Truly remarkable! What a magnificent 'Dragon King's Birthday Banquet'!"
The surrounding guests also gathered around curiously, looking at the painting. The expressions on everyone's faces were clearly depicted, whether they were happy or sad, whispering to each other, or raising their cups to drink. Even the little dragon girl who was secretly eating fruit in the corner had an exceptionally vivid expression.
"Wow—such drawing skills!"
"Truly remarkable!"
"Excellent drawing skills! Truly a young prodigy!"
"Look at him, the old Dragon King is indeed exceptionally elegant, and all his dragon sons are handsome!"
A group of people gathered around the portrait, marveling at it. Even Ao Chun, who had initially doubted Xu Milu's abilities, couldn't help but be intrigued, constantly looking at the painting and exclaiming:
"My darling, my darling!"
For a moment, Ao Run's face was full of joy. He held onto the painting and refused to let go. But then he remembered that Xu Milu had said that the painting was to be taken back. He was filled with regret.
If he had known it was such a treasure, why would he have pushed it away?!
The old Dragon King's eyes darted around, and seeing that Sun Wukong was still dozing off in a half-dreaming state, he immediately had an idea:
"Oh dear, how can I accept such a precious painting from my niece for nothing? This painting must have taken a lot of effort. Mo'ang, my son, quickly take my niece to my treasure trove to pick out some nice little things for her to play with!"
Once the monkey wakes up, it probably won't be willing to give up the painting.
"ah?"
Xu Milu feigned innocence and argued, "But this painting—"
We were just waiting for the Dragon King to take the bait, but I didn't expect him to be so proactive!
They even called her their niece.
Although Moang disliked the old Dragon King's actions, he was extremely filial and obedient to Ao Run. Upon hearing this, he cupped his hands in greeting and led Xu Milu to the back.
"Fairy Xu, please follow me."
"Okay then."
Xu Milu pretended to be reluctant to leave and followed Moang step by step towards the treasure vault. While everyone's attention was on the painting, she secretly winked at Sun Wukong, who was pretending to be asleep.
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