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The Sect Master continued to say to Darryl, “Darren, if Jackie finds out you tore the calligraphy painting, she won’t
forgive you. Why don’t you leave now when she’s still not aware about this? Leave the Sun Set Sect and do not
return.”
At that moment, the Sect Master lost all admiration she had of Darryl. All she wanted was for him to leave
immediately. “I’ll only be able to maintain my purity if this man leaves.’
When he heard that, Darryl laughed bitterly. If the Sect Master said that two days ago, Darryl would have been
grateful and left without a doubt. However, with Derba at the Sun Set Sect, how could he just leave?
Sigh!
Darryl sighed softly as he looked at Sect Master and said, “It’s just calligraphy. I can write you a new one.”
‘What?’ The Sect Master looked at Darryl curiously.
“Darren, I know your medical skills are great but don’t be overconfident. This is calligraphy we’re talking about,”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtshe could not help but laugh. “This is the Saint Cursive Calligraphy painting. Master Cecil followed Divine Grassist
Zhang Xu’s writing. He was a famous calligrapher during the Tang Dynasty in the World Universe and is famous for
his cursive script. He was also someone Master Cecile greatly admired. So, in order to show his appreciation for the
Divine Grassist, Master Cecil wrote this Saint Cursive Calligraphy.
“You are from the South Cloud World, so it’s fine that you don’t understand things in the World Universe. And you
definitely don’t know about Divine Grassist, Zhang Xu.”
The Sect Master still thought that Darryl was from the South Cloud World. The Sect Master was right. The
calligraphy painting that Darryl tore by accident was indeed a special writing by Master Cecil as a tribute to Divine
Grassist Zhang Xu.
Hundreds of years ago, there were still borders separating the nine continents. However, the borders could only
block ordinary people, while powerful cultivators could travel between the various continents.
Some cultivators brought Zhang Xu’s calligraphy to the Yellow Sea Continent. Then, 300 years ago, Master Cecil,
from the Yellow Sea Continent, was impressed when he saw Zhang Xu’s calligraphy. He admired it so much; he
treated it like his treasure and saw Zhang Xu as his idol.
‘Divine Grassist Zhang Xu?’ Darryl was stunned and could not help but laugh. ‘The Master Cecil that Sect Master
mentioned admired Divine Grassist Zhang Xu as his idol. Divine Grassist Zhang Xu is now in my Celestial Pagoda
and has recognized me as his Master. It was such a coincidence that Zhang Xu had taught me calligraphy earlier.’
Darryl did not speak further. He saw there were brushes, ink, paper, and an inkstone on the wooden shelf. He went
ahead to take them.
When she saw that, the Sect Master lifted her brows. “What are you doing?”
At that moment, the Sect Master felt angry but ridiculous at the same time when she saw Darryl take a brush.
‘Darren has gone completely insane after becoming the Sun Set Sect Lord Master. He’s going to write new
calligraphy to replace the torn painting? That was Master Cecil’s calligraphy; will he be able to replicate it? His only
skill is in medicine; how much could he know about calligraphy?’ she thought.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmDarryl pretended that he did not hear the Sect Master ridiculing him. After he prepared the ink, he started to write
immediately. He was so skilled at writing it was like a flying dragon or snake. It was extremely impressive.
In the evening, Zhang Xu had personally taught Darryl calligraphy. His skill had reached a level that no ordinary
person could reach, especially in the cursive script. He had a great interpretation.
No matter what, Zhang Xu was the infamous Divine Grassist. How would Darryl’s cursive script be poor under his
guidance?
In less than half a minute, Darryl had completed the calligraphy painting. He put down his brush and looked at the
Sect Master. “It’s done! What do you think? Was your husband’s calligraphy more than one point five stars better
than Master Cecil’s?”
“You think your writing is comparable with Master Cecil’s–” Sect Master smiled lightly and was about to tease Darryl.
Before she could finish speaking, her vision landed on Darryl’s calligraphy. The Sect Master’s body trembled as she
was shocked.
She could not help but take a deep breath; her face still looked in shock. She was totally stunned.
Darryl’s calligraphy looked spiritual and lively; the clouds and water looked almost alive. Each word was perfect and
flawless. Its spirit was amazing.
Compared to Darryl’s, Master Cecil’s calligraphy looked like a child’s writing. It was on a completely different level.
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