The Ten Thousand Ways to Hug the Female Protagonist’s Thigh - Chapter 12.1

The day had been eventful, leaving Wen Shu with a whirlwind of emotions.

Initially, she had been worried about her embarrassing lack of skill in swordsmanship.

However, the problem was quickly resolved because the Wen family’s legacy had nothing to do with swordsmanship.

“Who would have thought that the Wen family’s secret art was based on painting! The original story didn’t mention this at all,” Wen Shu thought, both surprised and delighted.

Particularly noteworthy was that, before her transmigration, Wen Shu had been born into a family of calligraphers and painters. Her elders were renowned figures in the art world of her homeland!

When she was two, Wen Shu started learning to paint when she first held a brush, which continued for nearly twenty years. She even attended a prestigious art academy in her country.

Little did she expect that painting, a skill she had once considered useless, would become the only skill she could rely on in this world!

In this world, most children began learning to read and write at the age of five.

By the age of ten, their skills in reading and painting were still at a basic level.

This was especially true for those with cultivation potential. Their time spent learning calligraphy and painting was significantly reduced. It was considered sufficient as long as they could recognize characters, write legibly, and produce recognizable drawings.

After that, they would focus entirely on martial arts and cultivation.

With such an advantage, Wen Shu naturally intended to make the most of it.

In the following days, to Elder Wen’s astonishment, Wen Shu displayed unparalleled talent in painting. Although initially held back, producing rough and casual sketches, she improved rapidly under Elder Wen’s guidance.

Seeing Wen Shu’s almost cheat-like progress, Elder Wen was both amazed and relieved.

“This child was destined to inherit the Wen family’s legacy!” he thought.

He would have regretted it if he hadn’t discovered her talent in time, even as a wandering spirit after death!

In Wen Xuening’s courtyard, Wen Xuening stood by, observing, while Wen Shu held a brush, her brow furrowed in concentration.

The techniques available to Qi Condensation stage cultivators were limited in the painting cultivation path. This was because Qi Condensation cultivators had little spiritual energy stored in their dantian, making it insufficient to form a spiritual sea.

Formations could not be set up at the Qi Condensation stage. The only usable techniques were defensive and offensive.

Using paintings as shields and brushes as tools, they could use flexibility to counter strength, relying on unpredictability and subtle techniques!

Wen Shu held the brush, calming her mind and focusing her spiritual energy at the tip of the brush. She gently moved the jade brush using spiritual energy as ink, creating ripples of spiritual essence in the air.

In an instant, Wen Shu’s aura sharpened. With a flick of her wrist, the brush tip swiftly drew a spiritual blade in the air.

“Crack!”

The spiritual blade shot forward, crossing a large wall and effortlessly cutting through a crooked tree on the other side!

“Success!” Wen Xuening exclaimed, genuinely happy for Wen Shu.

She had watched Wen Shu abandon swordsmanship in just a month and start anew, learning the mysterious and profound art of painting cultivation.

In her eyes, Wen Shu, despite her young age, had remarkable comprehension!

“Still not quite there,” Wen Shu said softly, frowning slightly.

Though she said this, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

“Finally, I’ve learned a technique that can be used in combat.”

This technique was called “Spiritual Blade.” It gathered spiritual energy into a blade and, using a unique method, allowed the blade to strike from a distance.