Second Prince

When cultivators used their divine sense to scan the poem, suddenly, they felt like plum blossoms and petals were flying around them as they entered into a strange scene.

They can vividly see a scholar drinking wine, mourning at the passing beauty of a courtesan before him. 

" Truly… It's the Intent of Calligraphy."

" To think that young man can encompass his intent in calligraphy. Even in the Western Taoist Temple, such people are rare."

" But 100,000 Mid grade spirit stones for that. Doesn't that sound a bit pricy, no?"

" Who knows? There might be someone who is willing to purchase it."

The girl was shocked when she saw the cultivators who were disdaining earlier now flocking around her like a bird.

" Little girl, Who is that young master?"

" Girl, I will pay 20,000 Mid grade spirit stones. Will you sell it to me?"

" I…I…"