This is not the kind of painter from the mortal world, but a true Painter!
An extremely ancient profession, once as glorious as today's four hottest professions.
A Painter paints mountains and there are mountains, paints water and there is water, paints the world and there is the world.
A painting of a god brings the descent of a god.
A painting of invincible intent attaches to oneself, and oneself becomes invincible!
This is the Painter.
In a certain era, it once ascended to brilliance.
In today's era, even if they exist, they are scarcely found and akin to a Divine Puppet Master, and even then without mastery.
But Cheng Kes is different.
When Cheng Kes said he could paint, his hands danced in the air.
Others couldn't understand, but Ye Xuan saw it at a glance; it was the authentic technique of a Painter.
Of course, in Ye Xuan's view, there were still many shortcomings.
But this was enough to prove Cheng Kes's value.
