A deluge of heavenly flowers fell from the sky, being exceptionally beautiful. Among the diverse petals, a beautiful woman descended from the sky while stepping on the flowers. The petals fell and withered, giving off a tinkling sound as one of them fell in front of Qin Mu.
He stretched his hand out but the petal melted away like a snowflake.
"Transformed from vital qi?"
Qin Mu was stunned for a while when he saw the appearance of the beautiful woman. His heart suddenly started to pound furiously.
Learning painting and calligraphy from Deaf, he knew Deaf had an incomparable brushwork that could draw all the beauty in the world. However, even with Deaf's brush skills, he was afraid that Deaf would have difficulty drawing out the appearance and distinct style of the beautiful woman.
Looking at her, Qin Mu finally understood what it meant to be incomparably beautiful. An ancient poetic essay that Deaf taught him subconsciously came up in his mind.
