"If you don't co closer, you won't see what I need for the commission."
Yino stood at the spiral staircase in the corridor, a bit helpless as he said this.
Sera paused, then gathered her courage and stepped forward.
"A little closer."
"Ah... okay..."
"Even closer."
"Ah... w-w-what!"
Seeing Sera hesitate, Yino suddenly grabbed her small hand wrapped in silk, pulling her right in front of him.
"Ahh..."
Sera's face turned red, and even her mouth shook, making a buzzing sound like an introvert eting an overly friendly person from the Northeast for the first ti, trembling with no idea what was coming next.
But before Sera could speak, Yino took her hand and pointed down the stairs at a white-robed woman who was ditating, a sword in her arms, waiting for sothing.
"Sister... Yuyan?"
Sera was slightly taken aback, feeling a bit puzzled.
At the sa ti, Yino snapped his fingers, smiling, "Yep. Can you do a nice portrait of her for ?"
"Huh?"
The bizarre request made Sera forget the awkwardness of holding hands. She leaned over the railing, blinking in confusion.
Yino was really taken aback by her. No matter when, Sera always had this
sneaky
vibe.
Even now that he'd dragged her to the staircase, she was still leaning over the railing like a thief, only revealing her face to peek at the white-robed woman below.
"But... but you paid so much..."
"Not for so complex array... but for to draw a portrait of Senior Yuyan that has no real purpose?"
After a long silence, Sera turned around, looking up at Yino with a mix of disbelief and shock.
At this mont, she didn't mind being so close.
"What do you an it has no purpose? Do only arrays have aning? Isn't the art of painting aningful!"
Yino suddenly put his hands on his hips, lecturing like a character from a shonen ani.
For a mont, Sera was startled, feeling a wave of guilt, as if compared to Yino, she wasn't truly passionate about painting.
"Sorry, sorry! Painting is really aningful. It can capture the beauty in life. That's what I've always thought..."
"That's right! Next ti, I'll take you to Ranmo Peak, and I'll have Senior Yuyan pose for you. Just paint her as is."
Yino smiled, feeling quite pleased.
But just as Sera nodded, he suddenly thought of sothing else, blurting out:
"By the way, can you make it look a bit... spicy?"
"Hah...?"
Sera blinked, thinking she'd misheard.
But soon, her cute face turned serious.
At so point, Yino felt a chill on his back as if the Frost Chant sword was at his neck. He waved his hand dismissively, "Forget I said anything, I don't have high expectations. Just make her skirt a bit shorter, her pantyhose a bit more shiny, and touch it up artistically."
"Oooooh! I get it now!"
After a brief eye contact, Sera seed to catch onto Yino's wavelength. She hugged her drawing board tightly, suddenly very seriously addressing him.
For a split second, Yino thought he'd underestimated the girls.
Even Yunjin, that silly girl, could beco a pro at understanding hidden anings. Maybe Sera wasn't as innocent as she seed?
"You really get it?"
This ti, Yino's question was full of innuendo.
Sera, under his gaze, gradually realized how embarrassing their conversation was.
"I... of course, I know how to draw that!"
She nodded repeatedly, her eyes determined as if she were about to join the Immortal Alliance.
But while Yino remained skeptical, Sera stood on her tiptoes, pouting her lips, and motioned for him to lean closer. Yino raised an eyebrow but brought his ear closer.
"Actually... I rember Sister Yuyan's appearance and figure... so even without going to Ranmo Peak... I can paint her exactly as you described..."
She whispered.
Holy cow! Are you an immortal of forbidden images?!
Yino's eyes widened in awe, as if he'd just seen a living deity.
"Is that true?!"
"Of course!"
After so ti discussing, Sera seed to have overco her social anxiety.
The young girl excitedly put her hands on her hips, raised her face, and gave Yino a smile, as if finally finding a custor who could et her artistic whims. After a brief exchange of looks, Yino took a deep breath and nodded respectfully at Sera.
"So, if I wanted a painting of her without any clothes on..."
He leaned in, covering his mouth with his hand, and whispered into the girl's ear.
"That... that's a bit too much..."
Sera blushed intensely, unsure how to respond.
But just as she was struggling internally, her eyes caught sight of a beautiful woman walking up behind Yino…
"Eek!!!"
"What if I wanted her kneeling on a bed, one leg slightly raised, taking off her high heel...?"
"Mr. Yino!!! Please, please don't say any more!!!"….
….
Heavenly Apparition Hall, Main Chamber.
As the white-haired immortal on the high platform moved her chess piece, the instrunts throughout the hall responded with a chorus of chess sounds.
She was addressed as
Celestial Master
by a person and a foxgirl below, seemingly holding great authority.
"So, a being nad Yino killed the Child of Prophecy."
"His actions contradict the prophecy, and he can't be predicted by the star-gazing device. That's why the original plan to have Gu Wanglan and Chen Jianxin kill him failed..."
"And by coincidence, whether it's the Nine-Colored Deer or the innate Sword Dao Holy Body of the Child of Prophecy, all were ultimately inherited by this undefinable existence called Yino..."
The white-haired female spoke softly, not looking up, still gazing at the chaotic chessboard before her.
Thud—!
Another heavy sound of a chess piece dropping made the floor tremble, perhaps indicating divine wrath. Below, the charming foxgirl squinted her eyes in confusion.
This ti, she and Yanran had completed their assigned task, yet the Celestial Master seed unusually angry?
"Celestial Master."
"Was your intention from the start not to kill Chen Jianxin?"
Jinyue's sudden question broke the silence in the hall.
But the celestial master on the platform didn't raise her head, only staring at the board with a self-mockery in her eyes.
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