I Have a Dice Left by a God-Chapter 336 - 203: Master of the Starry Sky, the Hidden Abstract Pioneer Ahead of His Time

Chapter 336: Chapter 203: Master of the Starry Sky, the Hidden Abstract Pioneer Ahead of His Time

Li Xin and Dalivin’s moods seemed to calm down somewhat.

"Right? When I first came to Hedan, carrying heavy bags at the dock all day, I thought it was the end. But ever since I came to the inn, my luck turned around, thanks to everyone’s care." Li Xin said with a smile.

Although the Dragon Mother was fierce, she was actually very kind, and others didn’t bully him either. They all gave him a hand from time to time. In those unfamiliar times, it felt really warm, so even now that he could move, Li Xin didn’t want to leave.

"Yeah, who would have thought? That’s the mysterious part of life." Dalivin nodded, "I didn’t take the conventional path, seeking freedom and breakthroughs. But in painting, I followed the old route, no wonder there’s no progress, even got ridiculed. I used to think it was because of a lack of blessing, but now I see there are issues within myself."

"I don’t really understand painting, but I once met a wandering painter. His paintings were strange, people didn’t look like people, and things didn’t look like things. The lines followed his whims, the effects were very odd, breaking away from original imitation and replication style. Painting isn’t about competing with a Hex Camera for precision. What makes humans human is having a soul, so art has a soul too, especially painting." Li Xin said.

Dalivin initially wanted to refute; a wandering painter appeared! Mastery is rooted in specialization. Just because someone can write doesn’t mean they can paint. Yet, he wanted to guide him. The Dragon Mother could endure; he couldn’t. However, as he listened, Dalivin gradually opened his mouth with a faraway look in his eyes. "People not looking like people, things not looking like things, following whims, reflecting the soul... painting isn’t replication, isn’t imitation... haha, hahaha..."

As Dalivin spoke, he laughed until tears came out, and then suddenly burst into tears, hugging Li Xin. "Master Xin, where is that master? I want to apprentice, I want to apprentice! Hahaha, I knew there were experts among the people, there must be a fourth path in this world!"

Seeing the somewhat deranged Dalivin, Li Xin was also startled. He had spoken casually, grabbing Dalivin’s shoulders hurriedly, "How would I know? I met him once in the Celestial Capital. He mentioned taking me as a disciple, I ignored him, and he left. Such masters are always wandering."

Dalivin looked like he had been struck by lightning, his expression more pained than being crushed by 300 pounds. "What do I do, what do I do, where can I find him?"

He sat down dejectedly on the ground, stuck in a dead-end alley for a long time, suddenly noticing a door with a lock on it.

"Oh, he said his painting style is called abstract." Li Xin said.

Dalivin quickly got up off the ground, muttering to himself, gesticulating as if inspired, or perhaps utterly baffled, grabbing Li Xin, "Tell me more, tell me in detail."

Li Xin touched his nose. "I don’t know much; I just heard some nonsense. I’ll just say what I heard without responsibility."

"No need to be responsible, as long as it’s from that master, anything will do, even if it sounds unbelievable. At least tell me what abstract is." Dalivin asked eagerly, "Is it required to buy an elephant to extract? For how long?"

Watching Dalivin, no wonder his journey in art was so bumpy.

"Abstraction is the opposite concept of concreteness. It extracts commonalities from multiple things and synthesizes them into evolution. I heard it can be divided into many schools." Li Xin recalled, and Dalivin nodded frequently, realizing grand principles are like this.

"Abstract painting takes intuition and imagination as its starting point, rejecting symbolic, literary, and explanatory representations. It solely combines and organizes shapes and colors on the canvas, so abstract paintings present pure forms and colors, more like music."

That’s all Li Xin knew. Anyway, he didn’t get it. As far as he understood, each master was more outrageous than the last. Some even sold a few billion dollar works with just a black cloth and a line. Totally incomprehensible. Looking at Dalivin, who was already kneeling on the ground with tears streaming down.

"Senior brother, can you take disciples on behalf of the master?" Dalivin grabbed Li Xin’s pants.

Senior brother? Do artists have no principles or limits, willing to bend logic?

"Ahem, I think the master is in need of smart and talented disciples. If he met you, he’d surely like you. I’ll take you in as his disciple then. The road of a painter is long, requiring patience. From now on, you’re a member of the Master of the Starry Sky’s hidden abstract movement, not in a rush. The Dragon Mother said people can die, but rent must be paid." Li Xin faithfully repeated Dragon Mother’s demand, feeling that this adrenaline shot would keep Dalivin from feeling discouraged in the short term.

"Thank you, Master Xin, thank you, senior brother. Hmph, now the Dragon Mother disdains me, but in the future, she’ll reach for what she can’t attain!" Dalivin clenched his fists. "Senior brother, I will inherit master’s legacy and carry forward the abstract painting school, won’t let him down. The previous style depicted the mortal world, so weak! Our path leads to heaven!"

Then he took out his canvas, started mixing colors, with a determined look full of longing, completely treating Li Xin like a stone. Li Xin quietly left the room, closed the door for Dalivin, hung a "Do Not Disturb" sign. Artists dread being interrupted while in the zone; it can drive them crazy. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Downstairs, Mr. Kan and others looked at Li Xin descending the stairs, "How’s our great painter doing now?"

"He’s found inspiration, there won’t be problems for a while." Li Xin replied with a laugh.

Old Fang tossed a peanut into the air, catching it accurately in his mouth, chewing it with squinted eyes. "I told you not to worry; Master Xin is very capable, really suitable for this line of work."

"I heard Marquis William is dead, silenced even. Now everyone outside says this is related to the King, some even claim the King wants immortality, using human internal organs for alchemy." Mr. Kan whispered, "Is it true or false? If he’s such an evil king, I’m planning to leave."

"What rumor mill is that from, the Hedan Daily?" Li Xin pulled a chair over and sat down.

"The paper didn’t say that, but it detailed Marquis William’s situation and crimes. As a child, he was the King’s study companion, grew up together, as close as can be. Later, when the King ascended the throne, he entrusted William with heavy responsibilities. When William was doing Mother Goddess School, the King personally supported him. Now things have gone wrong, and William’s dead; it’s too coincidental." Mr. Kan looked around, "It’s not just me; many people are talking about it. I also heard the King made a big joke in the Royal Palace. Soon, the whole of Hedan will know; within days, maybe even the entire Royal Capital."

"I don’t quite believe it’s the King’s doing. Rumors stop at wise people. However, among the multitudes, how many are wise? I think this King is doing quite well. He’d best quickly uncover the truth and clarify his stance. The citizens already detest the Inner Demon." Old Fang sipped a little wine, intending to sip slowly throughout the day. "Luckily I’m old now; demons aren’t interested in me."