Silence!
The small courtyard fell utterly silent.
Only after a moment did someone finally whisper in a tone of astonished awe.
"It looks like her—it's just too perfect!"
The reason was nothing else: the portrait of Qie Weilan on the rice paper was simply too lifelike.
To the point where even the tiniest details were rendered.
The girls present spent all day with Qie Weilan and knew her extremely well, yet even they could not find a single flaw.
At this moment Xue An also walked up to the painting, carefully studied it for a while, then looked in surprise at Zhuo Benzheng, whose face was pale as paper.
"Excellent technique!"
This was no empty praise; Xue An truly saw faint traces of Dao in this painting.
This was not strange. Back when Xue An was cultivating in the Multiverse, he had learned of a technique that entered Dao through painting.
Once cultivated to a profound realm, its power could truly be described as godlike and unfathomable.
