Hua Youyue came behind Yang Zhen with a strange look on her face, looked at Yang Zhen in surprise and doubt, with a confused look in her eyes.

The more you come into contact with Yang Zhen, the more mysteries he reveals. He seems like a bottomless quagmire, or a mysterious and unknown starry sky, which always brings shocks to people.

It's like there's nothing he can't do.

When everyone present heard that Yang Zhen wanted to draw a dragon head, they were shocked and looked at Sun Yushi with a teasing expression.

Dragons and tigers don't live together. It's not easy to draw a tiger, and it's even harder to carve a dragon. Sun Yushi had just finished a picture of a tiger roaring in the forest, and Yang Zhen was about to draw a dragon head. This slap on Sun Yushi's face was so painful! Sun Yushi looked at Yang Zhen in doubt, with an expression of disbelief and unwillingness on his face, and a cold and cruel look.

Elder Ji frowned and looked at Yang Zhen with some confusion, as if he didn't understand why Yang Zhen did this.

Everyone's work has its own unique style and effect. Without extremely profound attainments, it is impossible to complete a sequel. Even Ji Shulin himself does not dare to complete other people's semi-finished products at will, let alone in this situation, using an ordinary wolf pen to complete a semi-finished product created by a little girl who has no literary elegance.

Yang Zhen is taking a desperate risk, and it is a risk that is unlikely to succeed. If he is not careful, he will end up adding insult to injury and become a laughing stock.

Once Yang Zhen fails, he will definitely suffer backlash and attack, which will do him no good but only harm.

Elder Ji wanted to stop him, but in the end he did not say a word. Yang Zhen's words of teaching had already completely offended him. He had the highest reputation among those present, but Yang Zhen targeted him almost everywhere and did not give him any face at all.

It might not be a bad thing for Yang Zhen to learn a lesson.

As everyone stared in amazement, Yang Zhen suddenly came behind Tian Rou and placed the wolf-hair brush in Tian Rou's right hand, while Yang Zhen's hand was holding Tian Rou's pen-holding hand.

This... everyone was shocked.

Yang Zhen's move was a hundred times more difficult than if he had painted it himself! Ji Shulin was horrified, not caring about Yang Zhen's collision with him, and said in horror: "Yang Zhen, what are you doing? Stop it immediately, otherwise your great foundation will be wasted. How old are you, and you actually want to help a little girl condense Hua? It's simply overestimating your own abilities and fanciful. If you make a mistake, you will be doomed."

What? Everyone gasped and looked at Yang Zhen in disbelief.

Yang Zhen actually wanted to help Tian Rou Ning Hua?

This... this is really crazy! Everyone looked at Yang Zhen as if he were a madman. Hua Youyue was also shocked, biting her lip, and looked at Yang Zhen with a complicated expression: "Yang Zhen, don't be impulsive!"

A trace of panic flashed across Tianrou's face, and she hurriedly said, "Brother Yang Zhen, don't..."

Yang Zhen laughed loudly and said, "Close your eyes and feel it with your heart. I have said that literature is used to educate the world. Can you trust me?"

Tian Rou was stunned for a moment, answered Yang Zhen with actions, took a deep breath to calm herself, and slowly closed her eyes.

Yang Zhen nodded with satisfaction. What the hell was the top scholar in the fourth level of literature, Sun Yushi, and what the hell was the top scholar in the eighth level of literature, Ji Shulin, who condensed his energy into a dragon. In Yang Zhen's opinion, these amazing people were far inferior to the two little girls, Tian Rou and Yan'er, in their understanding of literature.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Yang Zhen, with a serene smile on his face, put his brush to the rice paper with his gentle hands. Soon, he had drawn a crooked... faucet in front of the dragon's neck!

"What...what is this?"

The people around who had been craning their necks to watch Yang Zhen painting were all stunned. No one could tell what Yang Zhen was painting.

There is no such thing as a faucet with running water in this world. Even if Yang Zhen told them, they wouldn't be able to figure it out. This crooked faucet is just... too ugly to anyone who looks at it.

The crooked threads were drawn with a few random scribbles, without any detailed lines, let alone any light or dark shadows. Even a few-year-old kid could draw better than Yang Zhen.

A hysterical laugh was heard, and the sound was so loud that it changed. Everyone was startled and turned to look. Sun Yushi pointed at Yang Zhen's painting and almost cried with laughter: "Yang Zhen, is this your work? It's ridiculous. What is this? Tell me what it is?"

Ji Shulin looked at the lifelike dragon with a crooked faucet painted on it in confusion. His expression turned pale and red. He sighed, feeling a little disappointed. He couldn't help but take another look, trying hard to resist the urge to curse.

Tian Rou was about to open her eyes, but Yang Zhen stopped her and said slowly, "The last stroke, feel it with your heart!"

When painting a dragon, one must naturally add the finishing touch. Yang Zhen held Tian Rou's hand and touched a drop of water that was about to fall at the outlet of the faucet.

Sun Yushi continued to laugh, seeming to be very happy: "It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, with such painting skills, he dares to speak so arrogantly..."

Boom! A torrent of literary energy rose from the chopping board in front of Yang Zhen and Tian Rou, terrifying and violent, surging like a wave.

Many people were caught off guard and were blown away by the strong airflow. They fell to the ground and then bounced up suddenly, looking at the incredible scene in front of them in horror.

Buzz! Waves of talent surged out of her body, reflecting the talent in the air.

"No... Impossible... This is condensing, how... is this possible?" Sun Yushi looked at the horrifying celestial phenomenon in the sky with a distraught look on his face and screamed.

Yang Zhen patted Sun Yushi on the shoulder and said, "Some things won't happen unless you don't want to believe them."

In the crowd, Bian Liang's body suddenly stiffened and he looked at Yang Zhen with gratitude. These were the words Sun Yushi had just said to him, which had a strong impact on his mind. He did not expect that Yang Zhen would return them intact at this time.

Yang Zhen walked up to Bian Liang and asked with a smile, "Do you feel better now?"

Bian Liang's expression of gratitude intensified, and he clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, Brother Yang Zhen, for breaking my inner demon. I have no way to repay you..."

"No, no, no, if you have a reward, just give me all the crystals. I'm a kind person and I never pick and choose."

Bian Liang: “…”

Boom! The sky and the earth exploded, and a ray of light condensed in the air, illuminating the entire sea tower.

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"It worked. It actually worked. It's incredible!"

"But...the dragon head that Yang Zhen drew?"

"What are you doing? Are you kidding me? That's called a dragon head, and it can also condense. I... I feel that God has deep malice towards me."

A group of people still don't understand what's going on. How can a strange thing drawn by Yang Zhen help a little girl with only a little talent and no cultivation to condense cultural aura? Boom! Another cultural aura condensed, and everyone was shocked.

"Two, actually two, oh my god!"

"It looks like it's not over yet?"

“Ahhhh, what on earth is happening to this world? I…I’m going crazy!”

…

Boom!

Two more lines of Wenhua condensed, and everyone's necks stiffened, and they turned to look at Sun Yushi like machines.

Sun Yushi fell to the ground with a thud, his eyes dazed.

Four! Sun Yushi risked his life to condense four strands of Wenhua, but what was wrong with the little girl in front of him? Was she... dreaming?

Boom! Another earth-shattering explosion was heard.

"Five! Oh my god, this... I just condensed Wenhua and successfully condensed five. How talented is this girl?"

"Incredible, incredible, it's simply unimaginable."

Tian Rou was shocked and woke up. She stood up with tears streaming down her face. She bowed to Yang Zhen as a disciple and said, "Brother Yang Zhen, thank you!"

Yang Zhen smiled and exclaimed, then seeing Sun Yushi still standing strong, he waved at Tian Rou and said, "Come on, come on, I'll teach you a few more simple drawings!"

“What is a stick figure?”

"It's just a casual sketch of the spirit... in layman's terms, it's just a casual drawing!"

He has a strong willpower and he hasn't collapsed yet.

(End of this chapter)