Famous artists mainly focused on art, something that wouldn't be too great of a help for cultivators. Hence, their status wasn't as high as great teachers.

However, things were different if a high-ranking great teacher was a famous artist. There would be like two layers of light on their body that would cause others to revere them even more.

"An insignificant matter!"

Sun Mo smiled calmly. He actually was very fond of painting in his heart because he could use it to cultivate his mind and relax.

For example, if he was weary of work, he could paint a beauty. Not only was this pleasing to look at, but it was practical for 'usage' as well. At crucial times, it could even be sold for money.

Sigh!

He wasn't able to watch any p*rn in the Nine Provinces, so he could only draw them himself.

Hu Qinglang's expression became even more respectful. Just when he wanted to thank Sun Mo, he suddenly thought of a matter and his expression turned to one of worry.

The great shaman in his tribe had said that the external appearance of the wolf totem didn't matter. Even if it was ugly, it was fine as long as one could activate it. Now that it became so beautiful to look at, would it become ineffective?

Hu Qinglang wanted to give it a try but was worried that Sun Mo might misunderstand this as a case of not trusting him and began to loathe him. Hence, he didn't dare to act recklessly.

Honestly speaking, Hu Qinglang didn't have much hope. After all, this wolf totem was the core secret of his tribe, and only the successive generations of great shamans would know how to draw it.

"Activate it!"

Sun Mo could see through Hu Qinglang's thoughts and then sighed ruefully. As his fame grew greater, the ways others treated him had also changed to become more solemn and cautious.

"Mn!"

Hu Qinglang nodded. He then inhaled deeply and activated the wolf totem.

Bzz!

The totem shone with a faint light-blue light as the surrounding spirit qi gathered over and infused into his body.

"D...damn!"

Hu Qinglang's eyes protruded out and he subconsciously cursed out. The spirit qi absorption rate was three times greater than before.

(Why would it be like this? Could it be because of Teacher Sun? But that shouldn't be the case, right?)

One must know that this was the first time Sun Mo was drawing this. He couldn't possibly be more proficient than the great shamans, right? Ok, even if he was more proficient, how could the effect be three times greater than before?

Due to his shock, Hu Qinglang neglected the fact that Sun Mo had repaired it successfully in a single attempt.

"How do you feel?" Sun Mo asked.

"Excellent!"

After Hu Qinglang spoke, he hesitated. But because this concerned the wolf totem, he still mustered up the courage and asked, "Teacher, why is the effect so much better? Is it because it looks more beautiful now?"

"It has nothing to do with beauty!" Sun Mo shrugged. "It's purely because of my sense of aesthetics, so I modified it slightly by weakening the cunning aura and made it more tyrannical and imposing instead."

"…"

Hu Qinglang was stunned. (T...this was actually the reason? You could modify the totem based on your own liking? What do you treat the totem of my tribe as?)

The people of the tribe had to learn to draw the wolf totem since they were young. Also, if the slightest mistake was made, they would be beaten up because the great shaman always said that if there was the slightest mistake, that would be blasphemy to the wolf god, and one would lose its protection.

(Wait a minute… Could it be that the wolf god also loves to appear beautiful?)

"The effect became better because when your elder had drawn your wolf totem, a mistake had been made. I rectified that mistake."

Sun Mo explained.

"Ah? Mistake? That's impossible!"

Hu Qinglang subconsciously shook his head. That great shaman was over 200 years old and had drawn over 1,000 wolf totems. How could he have made a mistake?

However, Hu Qinglang recalled an incident. Back then during his sixth birthday, he was originally very happy when he obtained this wolf totem. But after his father saw it, he immediately rushed out and fought with the great shaman. The sumptuous birthday dinner that had been planned was canceled.

From then on, the gaze his father used to look at him was filled with some regrets. It was like seeing flaws on a precious pearl. Also, the number of quarrels his father had with the great shaman increased.

Now that he thought about it, it must be because the great shaman had made a mistake back then, causing the relationship between his father and the great shaman to deteriorate.

Si~

If Teacher Sun could really repair the wolf totems, this would mean a lot to the tribe...

When Hu Qinglang thought about the crux, he involuntarily inhaled a breath of cold air.

One must know that there were no perfect humans. The great shaman wouldn't be able to draw the wolf totem perfectly every single time. As a result, some people in the tribe became useless because of the mistakes during the drawing process.

"Teacher Sun, can you repair a damaged wolf totem or a wolf totem that has errors in the drawing process?"

Hu Qinglang stared at Sun Mo. After asking this, he gurgled and gulped down a mouthful of saliva due to nervousness.

"Yes!"

Sun Mo nodded.

Hu Qinglang immediately grew agitated. Those 'crippled' people in his tribe had hope now.

Doubting Sun Mo's words? There's no such thing.

Great teachers of his level valued their words as highly as gold. If they weren't able to do something, they wouldn't say it.

Also, Hu Qinglang himself was a live example.

"Qinglang, although the totem is good, don't overly rely on it, or your future accomplishments would be limited."

Sun Mo warned.

"This student has carefully noted this advice down."

Hu Qingyan hurriedly knelt and kowtowed respectfully nine times.

Ding!

Favorable impression points from Hu Qinglang +10,000. Respect (10,630/100,000).

"Just get up!"

Sun Mo's expression remained unchanged, but he was badly shocked in his heart. Wasn't this Hu Qinglang knew gratitude a little bit too well? He was much better than Xiao Ri`nan by an unknown amount of times.

It was a pity he already had a personal teacher.

Hu Qinglang contributed so many favorable impression points because he was completely stunned by Sun Mo's outstanding technique. Sun Mo was able to decipher the core secret of his tribe in such a short time and could even repair the totem. It was much harder than drawing a totem.

During combat between tribe members, if one's totem was damaged, they would always wait for the totem to recover by itself because the grand shaman didn't have the ability to repair it.

Now, Hu Qinglang could clearly sense that the amount of spirit qi he could absorb was at least three times greater than before.

This indicated that his cultivation speed could improve again. In his lifetime, how much time would he be able to save?

(Wolf god above, it's really fortunate that I can meet Teacher Sun.)

If it wasn't for the fact that Hu Qinglang already had a personal teacher, he would take Sun Mo as his personal teacher.

"You can go and fight now. I hope that you can get a good ranking."

Sun Mo encouraged.

"Mn!"

Hu Qinglang bowed again and left the tent. After that, he sped away. He wanted to return to his tent and hurry to write this matter down in a letter to tell his father.

In his tribe, many people had no way to become warriors anymore because their totems were badly damaged and they gave up on themselves. Some of them even chose to commit suicide.

Moreover, because these people had no strength, they were living at the bottom rung of their tribe and leading lives filled with suffering. If Teacher Sun could repair their totems...

Not only could Teacher Sun awaken their fighting spirit, but it could also enhance the strength of the tribe.

Hu Qinglang felt that his father's ambition of swallowing up the surrounding tribes could be realized.

Outside his tent, over ten male students immediately rushed over when they saw Hu Qinglang.

"Student Hu, let's fight later on?"

"Do you know what queuing order is?"

"Senior Hu, I've long since heard of your great name, and I specially came here to seek guidance from you."

A bunch of male students vied with each other. All of them had heard that Hu Qinglang was injured, and they wanted to pick a soft persimmon to squeeze.

"Hehe!"

Hu Qinglang laughed mockingly. His sharp gaze swept past these people. (You guys want my life while I'm sick? But are you even worthy?)

"Senior Hu, my cultivation base is the lowest!"

A male student exposed himself, wanting to use his low cultivation base to tempt Hu Qinglang to accept his challenge. After all, it was easier to win against someone with a lower cultivation base.

"Scram!"

Hu Qinglang berated. "Either I don't fight or I will fight against the strongest opponent. Who is the strongest among you all?"

These words were filled with extreme tyranny, causing all the students to feel stunned as all of them stared at him with astonishment.

(There's no problem. It's proven now that this guy is mental.)

"I'm the strongest one here."

A powerfully-built youth walked out and had a look of 'I emphasized fairness' on his face as he continued to speak, "I'm not in a hurry. After you rest for two hours, we will have a fair fight."

"No need, I'm rushing for time."

Hu Qinglang didn't pull his blade. He directly adopted a clawing posture with his hands and prepared an attack stance.

Everyone was stunned. Their gazes landed on Hu Qinglang as well as his blood-soaked, tattered clothes.

"Since Student Hu insisted, I won't stand on ceremony then."

After the young man exchanged introductions, he impatiently charged over.

This was a free victory. Only a fool wouldn't want this.

(Hehe, as the saying goes, no matter how strong one's combat strength is, it won't be as effective as having brains.)

Boom!

A huge amount of spirit qi suddenly erupted forth from Hu Qinglang. His gaze also instantly turned ferocious, like a hungry lone wolf.

After the youth's gaze matched up with Hu Qinglang's, his heart pounded rapidly.

(There's no need to be afraid, there's no need to be afraid! He's just adjusting his aura to be more fierce and that's all to it. He is injured, I definitely won't lose.)

At the next instant, the youth saw a punch rapidly smashing over. Before he could react, his nose suffered a hit.

Bang!

The youth's nose immediately started bleeding as he got blasted backward from the impact.

Ah?

The tens of male students in the surroundings were stunned.

(Why is his punch so fast?)

(Is this the attack speed of someone injured?)

(One-shotting people with a punch, isn't this too savage?)

Pu!

Hu Qinglang spat a mouthful of saliva out and stared at that person. "This punch is to let you guys remember this lesson. Don't keep thinking of taking unfair advantage of others.

"Given your mentalities, you will never be able to become experts your entire lives. Also, when this daddy fights, I've always been jumping levels to challenge stronger experts."

Seeing Hu Qinglang entering the tent, everyone had a face filled with guilt. They then dispersed from the area.

At the same time, a hint of admiration rose in their hearts toward him.

"Damn, one-shotting my opponent. How satisfying!"

Hu Qinglang grinned joyfully. He then bowed in the direction of Sun Mo's tent. "Thank you, Teacher Sun. If it wasn't for you, I would definitely lose all my face this time around."

He then took out paper and a brush as he rapidly wrote a letter. After that, he impatiently rushed out. He still wanted to continue fighting.

"After Teacher Sun repaired and modified my totem, I feel that I can fight against ten people!"

At this moment, Hu Qinglang was filled with confidence.

But after Hu Qinglang ran for a bit, he suddenly clapped a hand to his forehead. (Oh no, I forgot the most important thing.)

Hu Qinglang turned and ran toward the tent where the judges were.

He had obtained Sun Mo's guidance and also achieved victory. According to the rules, he should report this to the judging panel and after the judges investigated and verified this, they would give a white star to Sun Mo.

"Ai, according to the help I've received from Teacher Sun, I feel it isn't too much even if the judges give him ten white stars."

Hu Qinglang sighed ruefully.

…

Sun Mo had no idea that Hu Qinglang was this grateful for him. He, Mei Ziyu, and Duanmu Li were looking for students they could provide guidance for in the campsite when Sun Mo suddenly heard the sound of a notification ringing out.