am-books Chapter 388
Chapter 388
Chapter 388 - Bai Yu's Cultivation a Painting
However, Bai Yu's final words sparked an idea in Jiang Hao!
A painting with sentience?
Then the painting he created with his mastery of Confucianism and Taoism should possess a spirit, shouldn't it?
But since Confucianism and Taoism suppressed White Feather, even if the painting he crafted with those elements had a spirit, White Feather likely couldn't consume it or inhabit it, could he?
Yet now that White Feather was bound to him, perhaps he wouldn't be suppressed, right?
These thoughts danced in Jiang Hao's mind.
Still, these were mere speculations. He'd only know for sure after trying it out!
With that resolution, Jiang Hao decided to experiment.
He took out his brush and ink, then turned to Bai Yu and instructed,
“Bai Yu, stay seated and still. I might be able to enhance your strength!”
Despite his confusion, Bai Yu complied with Jiang Hao's command.
“Yes, Master!”
White Feather took his place as directed by Jiang Hao, who then channeled the essence of Confucianism and Taoism into his brush and began to paint White Feather as his muse.
“White Feather, can you inhabit this painting?”
A wave of excitement washed over White Feather at the question.
“Indeed, Master. Your painting already possesses a spirit.
And since Master has depicted your servant, there is an inherent affinity between this servant and the painting. I can fully inhabit it!”
Jiang Hao's heart swelled with joy at the response, though concern quickly followed.
“Will the essence of Confucianism and Taoism within it constrain you?”
White Feather nodded, prompting a flicker of disappointment in Jiang Hao.
But to his surprise, White Feather continued.
“Master, while the energy within your painting does suppress me, since the painting's subject is me, the suppression is negligible!”
“Once I inhabit this painting and fully assimilate and command it,
the energy within will not only cease to restrain me, but will also become an additional power at my disposal!”
White Feather explained, brimming with elation.
Hearing this, Jiang Hao's delight was renewed.
“If that's the case, then this painting is yours!”