My Fairy Growth System

Today, it was still a clear and sunny day with a cloudless azure sky.

In the central square of Tianxiang Immortal City, there were even more cultivators than the previous two days.

After the arrival of the four talented youths, they introduced themselves as usual, and then Zhong Yao and Jing Hao stood on the stage.

A row of writing desks had already been set up on the stage, with brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones on them.

"In the past two days, Brother Shi and Brother Zhou's exchanges have been very fruitful. Today Brother Zhong and I will use calligraphy and painting to make friends. Please do feel free to offer your guidance," said Jing Hao, the sunny big boy, while Zhong Yao coolly stood to one side.

After Jing Hao spoke, he took out eight array flags and hammered them into one side of the platform, setting up an eight-sided cylindrical formation.

"This is a unique 'Cultural Dao Refinement Formation' created by our All-World Academy. When calligraphy and painting works are placed upon it, they will emit a holy light of the Cultural Dao. The higher the quality, the taller the light," Jing Hao continued.

"Brother Zhong and I will throw out a brick to attract jade. We invite fellow Daoists who are interested to come up and create," he concluded, then Jing Hao and Zhong Yao each went to a writing desk and picked up a brush to begin their creations.

Some cultivators confident in their skills also came onto the stage.

In this scene, as long as one didn't make a fool of oneself, one could stand out.

Zhong Yao was the first to finish a piece of calligraphy, casually throwing it up to hang on one side of the Cultural Dao Refinement Formation.

What Zhong Yao wrote was a lyric, titled "Spring in the Garden."

"Warm sun in the sky, swallows and sparrows return together, competing to build nests,

Gazing at the sky so clear, clouds white as cotton, soft winds like dreams, willow catkins drifting.

Bright red peach blossoms, with low smiling brows, who knew yesterday that today would wither?

On Fragrant Hill, a small measure of yellow earth, to cover completely all grace.

Spring's beauty's limitless charm, yet cannot escape a tinge of loneliness.

Remembering the pain of Young Master Shao, with spring flowers weeping, the burdensome glow, with spring waters vast and distant.

Gazing until the ends of the earth, drunk alone in a high tower, lying with back to the green mountains, and playing with a Xiao.

When the beauty has gone, with Du Kang wine entering dreams, again encountering Lady Jiao."

The calligraphy was semi-cursive, elongated and rigorous, with powerful and forceful strokes, and a style that was straightforward yet revealed a sense of risk.

After hanging it up, three feet of white light shone forth from above.

Subsequently, the cultivators who were writing calligraphy finished their works one after another and hung them on the Cultural Dao Refinement Formation as well.

Regrettably, the holy light for all of them was below one foot, and one piece didn't even elicit any holy light.

Yu Qingtan could see that without perfect calligraphy skills, one could not make the Cultural Dao Refinement Formation produce holy light.

"Mr. Zhong's calligraphy is daring and sharp, fiercely long-driving, brilliant in seizing the momentum, with an excess of graceful charm. Shi admires it!" the cultivators who went on stage to write calligraphy praised Zhong Yao one after another, with Zhong Yao slightly nodding in response.

The few were not annoyed. After displaying their works for a quarter of an hour, they took them down and stepped off the stage, contented.

The audience below mainly appreciated Zhong Yao's calligraphy work.

Meanwhile, Jing Hao's painting had also been completed, and he hung it up on the Cultural Dao Refinement Formation as well.

It was a painting depicting the spring scenery of Tianxiang Immortal City; in it, the blue sky and white clouds, peach blossoms coupled with green willows, and orioles and swallows danced. The scenery was extremely beautiful, corresponding with the lyric written by Zhong Yao.

Two feet and nine inches of holy light indicated the high level of the painting.

The people who went on stage to paint also finished one after another, and their paintings were hung on the Cultural Dao Refinement Formation.

All had holy light, yet the tallest was only one foot and five inches.

After displaying for half a quarter of an hour, and singing each other's praises with Jing Hao, they stepped down from the platform.

Then another wave of cultivators went on stage to create, but Zhong Yao and Jing Hao did not pick up their brushes again.

This batch of cultivators was of a somewhat higher level; one calligraphy work reached two feet of holy light.

As the third wave of cultivators went on stage, the red-robed female cultivator from the Xies, Xie Yun, who walked on air, went up again.

"Yu Qingtan, do you also know calligraphy or painting?" she asked, her beautiful eyes looking directly at Qingtan.

This question instantly invigorated the crowd.

Two women contending for superiority, this is something everyone loves to watch.

Yu Qingtan did not disappoint everyone and replied indifferently, "Slightly."

Then she walked gracefully towards the high platform.

This demeanor made Xie Yun's heart tighten.

"Could she also possess profound mastery?"

The four talented gentlemen were also curious as they looked towards the beautiful Yu Qingtan.

Just as everyone was about to begin their creations, unexpectedly a pure white winged horse pulling a magnificent carriage flew from the sky towards the high platform.

"All-World Academy, the four talents, in my opinion, are nothing more than this, mere seekers of hollow fame!"

At the same time, a carefree and magnetic voice emanated from the carriage.

Shi Kuang, Zhou Lan, Zhong Yao, and Jing Hao all stood up upon hearing this, looking towards the carriage with disapproval on their faces.

The carriage stopped in mid-air above the high platform, and two figures emerged from it.

A man dressed in a white robe adorned with orchid emblems cradled a woman in a light green chest-high ruyi dress with lotus patterns who retracted the carriage and floated down onto the high platform.

The man had long black hair casually draped over his shoulders, a youthful and handsome face, and deep green eyes. An orange chubby cat was perched on his left shoulder, a liquor jug in his left hand, and his right arm wrapped around the beauty's slender waist.

The woman also had long hair flowing like a waterfall, her cheeks pale as jade, cherry lips, eyes clear as autumn waters, a teardrop mole under her right eye, a slender figure, and was barefooted, exuding immense allure and sensuality.

After landing, the man's green eyes surveyed both Xie Yun and Yu Qingtan, prompting the woman in his arms to pinch his waist.

"Who are you to speak so insolently? How dare you slander All-World Academy!" Jing Hao asked sternly.

"Red Dust Sect's Ye Rujun. Your All-World Academy's reputation doesn't scare me."

"Extreme Path Demon Sect's Feng Qiao. Big Brother Jun, they are so fierce, they have scared this girl!"

Red Dust Sect, Extreme Path Demon Sect.

Shock coursed through the hearts of everyone present.

Qing Tan also looked intently at Feng Qiao.

"Hundred Flowers List number forty-seven, Extreme Path Demon Sect, Feng Qiao, nineteen years old, top-quality Gold and Water dual Spirit Roots, Foundation Establishment late stage, world-known as Feng Qiao the Witch."

However, her portrait was not on the Hundred Flowers List.

"Rumors claim that the Venerable Liang Chen of the Red Dust Demon Sect has a grandchild with the Mystic Vision. It must be you.

Unexpectedly, you've gotten together with the witch Feng Qiao from the Extreme Path Demon Sect."

Shi Kuang said.

So she's the granddaughter of a God Transformation Honorable, no wonder she dares to roam so freely in Tianxiang Valley's territory.

It's said that Feng Qiao also has a master in the Nascent Soul late stage.

Had it not been for this, the cultivators present today would have undertaken to eliminate demons and defend the path.

"What do you mean 'together'? I and Big Brother Jun are in mutual love!"

Feng Qiao retorted dissatisfied, with a slight nasal tone in her voice.

"What is your purpose for coming here?"

Shi Kuang asked coldly. Though they were important figures from a demon sect, since these two demeaned them and belittled their All-World Academy, they were not afraid to battle them.

"Aren't you hosting some calligraphy and painting exchange? We are here to show you just how inferior your own calligraphy and paintings are!"

Ye Rujun glanced disdainfully at the calligraphy and paintings of Zhong Yao and Jing Hao during the Formation refinement.

Zhong Yao and Jing Hao glared at Ye Rujun and Feng Qiao.

"That's to say, you're here to cause trouble. In that case, I would like to see what you're capable of," Jing Hao said.

"Haha, then keep your eyes wide open and watch closely," Ye Rujun said with a big laugh.

Afterwards, he blew a kiss on Feng Qiao's cheek, tossed out a plush chair, and said, "Qiao'er, take a seat here and wait for a moment."

Feng Qiao blushed slightly and obediently took her seat on the chair.

Ye Rujun then approached the writing desk facing the chair and began his own creation.