The Billion-Value Lands Are Just For Farming

C570 – And I Won’t Even Kneel to Your Grandfather!

“Is that all?”

“Ha! I was expecting something spectacular, and that’s all we get?”

“Absolutely ridiculous, utterly ridiculous!”

The members of the Sculpting Association erupted into raucous laughter.

“Everyone, shut the hell up!”

Just then, Lee Wangyang bellowed.

The room fell silent as Lee Wangyang, looking wild, charged over and snatched the seal from Su Ming’s hand.

“My God, how can this be? How can this be?!”

“Could this be the legendary ‘Unity of Man and Blade’?”

“This can’t be! This can’t be! How did you do it? How did you do it…?”

Gone was Lee Wangyang’s earlier sneering demeanor; now, he was so agitated he seemed ready to take flight.

“No, wait, just, you, you, speak clearly, will you? I’m really freaking out here.”

Su Ming instinctively stepped back from Lee Wangyang’s intense stare.

What are you trying to do?

I’m not into that sort of thing, you old coot.

“Young man, no, master, no, father! Please, I’m begging you, tell me how you did it?! I’ve chased this level my entire life without even approaching the threshold. How did you achieve it? How?!”

Lee Wangyang fell to his knees before Su Ming, tears coursing down his cheeks, his hands shaking.

The onlookers were speechless. The entire hall went quiet—whether it was the Sculpting Association members, Gao Yunfan, the surrounding reporters, or the spectators.

Everyone was in shock!

What in the world was happening? The story had taken an unexpected turn. Why was Master Lee kneeling before Su Ming and calling him ‘father’?

What on earth was going on?!

“Look at the seal in your hands!”

All eyes turned to the seal. Su Ming’s technique was simple; he had written just one character.

In the world of calligraphy,

the single stroke of ‘one’ is the most challenging to execute.

Ordinary characters are composed of numerous strokes and dots.

These elements come together to form a character that looks solid and attractive. But the character ‘one’ is the most difficult.

It must convey the essence of the character without being overly complex.

True simplicity is often the most difficult to master!

Writing with a brush in the calligraphy world is already a formidable challenge, but carving with a knife is even more so – it’s a difficulty compounded!

Yet, when Su Ming finished his piece, it was imbued with such a lifelike spirit.

He was undeniably a true Top Grade within the realm of calligraphy!

What stood out most was that Su Ming’s work was unadorned. Everyone witnessed how he effortlessly glided the tool in one fluid motion.

It was simply astounding!

Suddenly, several elderly men with graying hair covered their eyes, overwhelmed by a wave of dizziness.

“It’s the essence! This young man has actually captured the essence within!”

“Indeed, this must be the pinnacle of the engraving world!”

“Am I really seeing the Yin Yang Eight Trigrams?!”

“The Tai Chi Diagram?”

The essence of such works is both divine and enigmatic, varying from one viewer to another, yet they undeniably exist. Take, for instance, the paintings of master calligraphers that evoke an inexplicable sense of essence even to the layperson.

It’s difficult to articulate, but its presence is tangible. And those who can achieve such a level are among the world’s elite, aren’t they?!

Most of them were masters of ancient times. Nowadays, with society awash in materialism, the rapid pace of life, and the prevalence of self-interest, reaching such heights has become a rarity.

​”This…”

Su Ming stroked his chin, pondering the issue with earnest. I truly have no idea – it was the System’s doing!

“Dad, could it be that you’re upset? I’ve got it now!”

Lee Wangyang’s eyes bulged as he suddenly stood up, strode behind Gao Yunfan, and with a swift kick, sent him tumbling to the ground: “Damn it, kneel and bow to your grandfather!”

“What?”

Gao Yunfan was completely taken aback. What was happening? How did he suddenly acquire a grandfather?

Wasn’t he supposed to be the one stepping down? How did the tables turn so quickly, and he became the grandson?

“Apologize and bow your head now!”

Lee Wangyang, seeing Gao Yunfan’s lack of response, bellowed at him. Gao Yunfan’s heart was filled with turmoil – the baby was in distress, but the baby wouldn’t speak!

“Sir…”

Gao Yunfan clenched his jaw, struggling before finally managing to utter a word. Su Ming quickly gestured for him to stop. “Hold on, hold on, just call me Su Ming.”

“Hehe… Dad… Mr. Su, could you please tell me how you did it?”

Lee Wangyang rubbed his hands together.

​”Actually, it’s quite simple,” Su Ming pondered for a moment. “It all comes down to one word: stillness.”

“Stillness?”

Lee Wangyang was taken aback.

Ah, truly the words of a master! That was simply splendid!

Like a spring breeze in winter or an autumnal gust in the heat of summer…

What in the world was all that about?!

[Well said, indeed!]

His words were rich with nuance and depth. The master’s speech was truly exceptional!

But what exactly did it mean?

“Exactly, it’s all about being ‘still’.”

“Master Li, honestly, your foundational skills are quite solid, and your carving is commendable.”

“But you’ve forgotten something over time. In the world of art, you can’t afford to be overly driven by profit. Of course, I’m not saying that one should live a life of poverty just because they’re in this field.”

“It’s normal for a young man like Gao Yunfan to chase after fame and fortune. Striving to make more money for survival is perfectly acceptable.”

“However, Master Li, at your age, having settled into your status and wealth, isn’t it time to pursue the true essence of art?”

“You’re holding on to too many things you’re reluctant to let go of.”

Su Ming spoke evenly, yet his words cast a profound silence over everyone present.

Though he was addressing Lee Wangyang, his message resonated with everyone. Indeed, each person has their own ambitions, but along the way, they can become blinded by the glitz and glamour.

“I…”

Lee Wangyang’s hands trembled as he reached out, tears streaming down his face. Suddenly, he knelt down once more: “Master, I’ve seen the light. Thank you for your guidance. You’re absolutely right. For years, I’ve been captivated by the title of president, enamored with the flattery, power, and even more so, the money. From today on, I will step down from the presidency. I will seclude myself in my studio, turning a deaf ear to the outside world!”

“Master Lee.”

Su Ming smiled, helping Lee Wangyang to his feet. “In truth, I have great respect for someone like you. After all, there are few left in our country who are dedicated to the arts. It’s commendable how steadfastly you’ve held on.”

Click to visit👉👈

OR download the app and search the book name directly👇

THIS CHAPTER UPLOAD FIRST AT NOVELBIN.COM