Luo Li and Luo Yu were inside the White Jade Pavilion that Su Chun had painted, where they felt an indescribable Power of Laws.
This power caused their cultivation speed to increase by nearly double, leaving both of them utterly shocked.
They knew the Divine Pen of Creation could be used to manifest objects for battle, but they had never heard of its creations possessing such auxiliary effects.
“Sister, this pavilion really can aid our cultivation. I feel like I’ve already touched the threshold of the Dao Palace Realm Level 3,” Luo Yu said as she opened her eyes, excitement flashing within them.
Luo Li felt the same way.
“This Divine Pen of Creation is even more miraculous than the legends say. What Husband drew isn’t just a shape; he even outlined the charm and part of the Power of Laws contained within it.”
The two looked at each other, both feeling that their husband might be even more special than they had imagined.
Standing on the shore, Su Chun watched the White Jade Pavilion shimmering under the sunlight on the sea’s surface.
Seeing her two wives cultivating with their eyes closed inside the pavilion, she felt extremely curious.
She called out to them.
“Luo Li, Luo Yu, how is it? Is there anything special about that pavilion?”
Hearing her voice, the two women immediately flew out of the pavilion and returned to Su Chun’s side.
“Husband, it’s incredible! The pavilion you drew has an enlightenment effect…”
The two quickly described their experiences to Su Chun.
Su Chun was pleasantly surprised after listening.
She looked down at the Divine Pen of Creation.
‘It seems it isn’t the pen that’s the problem, but my own skill.’
The fact that these painted objects could not only become real but also retain some of the original’s effects was essentially a game-breaking cheat.
However, just as Su Chun was about to say something more, a deep sense of exhaustion washed over her body. She began to sway, feeling an overwhelming urge to sleep.
“Eh? Husband, are you alright?”
Luo Li and Luo Yu hurried to support her staggering body from both sides.
“I’m fine, just a bit tired. Mother once said that the more powerful the painted object is, the greater the consumption. It seems I need to find a way to improve my mental energy.”
Su Chun leaned against Luo Li’s shoulder, feeling powerless.
“Husband, you’ve worked hard. Let’s go back and rest first.”
Distressed, Luo Yu wiped the cold sweat from Su Chun’s forehead.
She picked Su Chun up in a princess carry and returned to the bedroom.
Once she hit the bed, Su Chun fell asleep almost instantly and didn’t wake up until the next morning.
When she woke, she felt much better.
During these three months, she had to race against time to practice her painting and familiarize herself with the characteristics of the Divine Pen of Creation.
Otherwise, during the trip to the Myriad Races Secret Realm, she would truly have to rely entirely on Luo Li and Luo Yu for protection.
Although she had become a woman, she had been a man for nearly thirty years in her previous life.
She didn’t want to be a complete burden.
Thus, in the following days, Su Chun worked even harder to learn painting.
However, she couldn’t use the Divine Pen of Creation constantly.
Every time she used it to draw something, it drained her mental energy.
Therefore, she had to start by practicing with ordinary brushes.
From initially copying simple still life to later being able to independently draw lifelike flowers, birds, fish, and insects, Su Chun’s painting skills improved day by day.
Of course, during the periods she used the Divine Pen of Creation, there were still many ridiculous accidents.
For example, she wanted to draw a majestic tiger, but because her concentration slipped, the tiger ended up with the face of a kitten.
Luo Yu teased her about it for several days.
Yet, every failure allowed Su Chun to gain more mastery over the Divine Pen of Creation.
She gradually figured out several rules.
First, the closer a drawn object was to reality and the richer the details, the stronger its power would be. Conversely, if it was crudely made, it would not only lack power but might even dissipate on its own, wasting her energy.
Second, the degree of mental concentration and the understanding of the subject while painting were crucial.
Only by truly understanding the essence could one draw its spirit, rather than just its form.
Finally, and most importantly, the consumption was directly proportional to the output.
To draw powerful objects, one had to pay a corresponding amount of mental energy.
Given Su Chun’s current mental energy level, drawing a Spirit Sea Realm beast was her limit.
As for inanimate objects like the pavilion, they could not be retracted once manifested.
Regarding the appearance of that Enlightenment Pavilion, Su Chun felt it might have been an accidental product of a sudden flash of inspiration, as she hadn’t been able to draw anything that outrageous since then.
To help her increase her mental energy as quickly as possible, Luo Li and Luo Yu went out of their way to find heavenly materials and earthly treasures that could calm the mind and nourish the Divine Soul.
Tantai Xuan also found some special treasures to accelerate Su Chun’s recovery.
With the addition of these items, while Su Chun’s energy wasn’t infinite, it recovered very quickly.
As for the Dual Cultivation with Luo Li and Luo Yu, Su Chun had completely transitioned from her initial shyness and passivity to taking the initiative — she was even becoming a bit insatiable.
This was another benefit of having abundant energy.
Su Chun also deeply understood what Tantai Xuan meant by “soul communication.”
Every time the three of them combined deeply, it wasn’t just a physical union but a resonance of their Divine Souls.
She could clearly feel the love and concern in Luo Li and Luo Yu’s hearts.
This wondrous connection deepened the bond between the three of them until they reached a point where their hearts and minds were practically one.
Furthermore, Su Chun discovered that if their mental energies were highly synchronized during Dual Cultivation, her own mental energy would slowly grow.
After being in this world for one month, Su Chun had completely stepped into her current identity.
Her painting ability had improved to the point where she could draw various living creatures at will.
One month later…
“Husband, the White Fox you drew today has even more spirit than the one from yesterday.”
That afternoon, Su Chun had just finished a new work.
The painting depicted a fox with snow-white fur and flowing eyes.
The fox looked at the three of them with a cunning gaze.
Luo Li also scrutinized the painting, her eyes full of admiration.
“In just one short month, Husband’s painting skills have become incomparable to before. Husband, hurry and try to manifest it.”
Luo Yu smiled at Su Chun.
Su Chun nodded.
She took a deep breath and slowly injected her mental energy into the Divine Pen of Creation.
The tip of the pen glowed with a faint nine-colored light.
Finally, she lightly tapped the fox’s eyes on the paper.
The next moment, a flash of light erupted.
The fox in the painting seemed to be infused with life.
Its snow-white fur began to flutter in the breeze, and its vivid eyes rolled around before it leaped off the paper, landing in front of the three women.
“Awoo…”
After the White Fox emerged, it let out a crisp, pleasant cry.
It was covered in snow-white fur, and its eyes were as pure as blue sapphires, filled with intelligence.
Most importantly, it seemed to have its own consciousness.
It curiously sized up Su Chun and the others before jumping into Su Chun’s arms.
Su Chun hurried to catch it.
The little fellow squirmed in her embrace, appearing very affectionate.
“So cute!”
Luo Yu couldn’t help but want to reach out and pet it.
But just as Luo Yu’s hand was about to touch it, the White Fox’s body blurred.
It disappeared like a ghost and reappeared on Su Chun’s shoulder in the next second, making a displeased face at Luo Yu.
Then, with a *whoosh*, it dove into Su Chun’s silver hair, leaving only a pair of bright eyes peeking out.
“Wow! Such speed?” Luo Yu was surprised.
A hint of solemnity flashed in Luo Li’s eyes.
“Husband, this White Fox doesn’t seem ordinary. Its speed and concealment abilities are already comparable to a Spirit Sea Realm Level 9 beast. Moreover, it seems to possess its own sentience.”
Su Chun was also delighted.
This proved that her control over the Divine Pen of Creation had advanced another step.
She was now able to bestow simple characteristics and sentience upon the things she drew.
“It looks like this month of hard work wasn’t in vain.”
Su Chun smiled with satisfaction.
“Go play on your own, but don’t wander too far.”
Su Chun patted the White Fox.
Upon hearing her words, the fox immediately jumped off her shoulder and began frolicking in the courtyard.
“Husband, how about we try drawing some treasures?”
Luo Yu suggested.
Su Chun thought for a moment and nodded.
“Alright, let’s give it a try and see if the drawn treasures have the power of the originals.”
Luo Li immediately waved her hand, and a pale blue sword emitting a cold chill floated before Su Chun.
“Husband, try drawing according to my Ice Spirit Sword.”
Drawing weapons required high attention to detail.
Su Chun calmed her mind, staring intently at the Ice Spirit Sword as she began to move her pen.
This time, she drew very slowly.
Every stroke was as precise as possible, integrating her understanding into the lines.
Luo Li and Luo Yu watched with bated breath, not daring to disturb her.
Time passed bit by bit.
The sun began to set, and the golden afterglow filled the courtyard.
When Su Chun finished the final stroke, a lifelike painting of the Ice Spirit Sword was complete.
“Husband, hurry, try to make it real!” Luo Yu urged impatiently.
Su Chun nodded.
She gathered her spirits, gripped the Divine Pen of Creation, and channeled all her mental energy into it for the final touch.
“Manifest!”
Following Su Chun’s low shout, the nine-colored light on the pen flared brilliantly.
The Ice Spirit Sword in the painting trembled, letting out a crisp sword hum.
Immediately after, it turned into a streak of blue light, shooting out from the paper and hovering in front of Su Chun.
“Success!” Luo Yu was very excited.
“Luo Li, try it out and see how it differs from the original Ice Spirit Sword,” Su Chun suggested.
Luo Li raised her hand and gripped the new Ice Spirit Sword.
Surprisingly, the Ice Spirit Sword seemed to have its own will.
It actually trembled on its own, trying to shake off Luo Li’s hand.
Luo Li was slightly startled.
She narrowed her eyes and began to inject her power into the sword until it stopped resisting.
“This… Husband, this sword has at least 70% or 80% of my sword’s power, but it has birthed a Sword Spirit!”
After subduing the sword, Luo Li’s face was full of surprise.
A Sword Spirit was something every swordsman dreamed of.
“A Sword Spirit? No way!”
Luo Yu was dumbfounded.
Luo Li immediately let go of the hand.
The Ice Spirit Sword, as if it truly had a soul, flew in circles around Luo Li, full of spiritual energy.
“It really was bestowed with spirit. Husband, you — you should draw one of my Flame Moon Sword too!”
Luo Yu impatiently brought out her own weapon.
Su Chun naturally wouldn’t refuse.
“Alright.”
Soon, a Flame Moon Sword that had birthed sentience was also born.