Murim Recurve

"So…big brother," Re'Dha stared at Re'Rel with droopy eyes, "Is your girlfriend cute?"

Hearing the abrupt question, Re'Rel stared blankly, watching Re'Fua smack Re'Dha on his head. But, despite being smacked, he pointed at Re'Fua and Re'Kha, "Cuter than these two?"

"Oh, is she?" Re'Fua stared at Re'Rel, causing the other party to stare out of the window and count the number of people passing by.

"Draw her on a painting, brother. I'm curious about how she looks." Re'Kha expressed her interest. She was curious because the other party had received a title even though she was young. Creating a Pranic Art wasn't easy. Even if one spent their entire lifetime on it, they might still fail in the end.

And the person of interest, Mokshu Pe'Cha had created a Pranic the fastest one had even done in the water element in their entire country. Moreover, she had even received a title for that. And, since she was from the Water Sect, Re'Kha might run into her if she managed to get in.

Setting everything aside, she was just curious.

"I'm glad you asked," Re'Rel smiled as he readily pulled out a brush and scroll from his sleeve.

"This guy just wants an excuse to paint," Re'Fua sighed, almost fed up by this point. Among the siblings, she and Re'Rel were close to one another. Re'Rel was the oldest and the age difference between him and Re'Kha was too much, spanning 9 years.

So, they interacted very little. As for Re'Gra, he had been a lazy individual since childhood. So, even when they played as children, he usually sat on the shore of their house's pond and drew circles in the mud.

Therefore, it was Re'Fua that played with Re'Rel the most and had to put up with his antics. And among them, her brother liked to paint, a lot. In fact, during the immature stages of his life, he had once painted their entire house.

It was mostly doodles, and he had done that when Re'Bah had been busy managing some important internal affairs of the West Lake. And, when she found it in the end, he was beaten up pretty badly. But, that was the only time in his life when he laughed despite receiving beatings.

After that, he never went overboard with his paintings. But he still maintained an entire room full of paintings that he had done. Even the posters that Re'Bah and Re'Rak had posted in Burkurel City that talked about the immense talent Re'Kha posted, all ten of them were personally painted by Re'Rel.

He used that opportunity to paint. The reason all those posters were stolen overnight had two reasons. One was, of course, the peerless beauty of Re'Kha. And the second was thanks to his incredible painting skills that made the figure of Re'Kha appear realistic in the paintings.

That was the reason it circulated through the black-market channels for a rather high value. And now that she had asked for a painting, Re'Rel wouldn't refuse. Rather, he was happy that she had asked him for one.

The moment he took out a scroll and a brush, Re'Gra looked at them with a smug expression.

"And, why are you so smug?" Re'Fua looked at him curiously, itching to beat him up. For some reason, his expression irked her.

"Well, I made that brush." Re'Gra looked at the ceiling, speaking proudly, "The brush contains ink within its handle and flows out only after you press its back. And once you finish painting, you only need to flick it in reverse for the ink to recede into it. This way, you don't need to carry any ink bottle with you while travelling."

"This is impressive, to be honest," Re'Rel nodded, watching Re'Gra look at the ceiling even further in pride until he was smacked back by Re'Fua, "I have been using this brush for almost a year now. And, not once it leaked. And, its ink capacity is enough for me to finish three portraits."

He then looked at Re'Gra, "If we were to monetise it, we would earn a tremendous sum every year."

"I don't like others using my products," Re'Gra snorted, "Besides, it is too much work. I don't want to do that."

"Then, make me an elemental brush of the same. I'll provide you with quality Water Qi-rich items." Re'Rel smiled.

"Consider it done," Re'Gra laughed, "I need some practice items to use my Hammer."

Re'Rel too laughed along before pointing at the floor before him, "Make a table for a little time."

Re'Gra reflexively pointed at Re'Dha, "Shouldn't the youngest take this role? I'm the third oldest now."

Re'Rel flashed the brush, "I can always inform mother that you are willing to open a business selling brushes. She would definitely grant permission. You can set up shop in…"

Before he managed to finish, Re'Gra acted as a table before him, grunting from time to time as Re'Rel used his back to draw the portrait of a lady. And, he didn't just stop at a portrait but also drew another picture of the lady fighting against a beast, and continue further.

By the time he was done, he had reached the end of the scroll, dejected at that point.  And if Re'Fua hadn't stopped him, he would have pulled out a second scroll and continued further. He had already painted the lady in three different poses.

His strokes were minimalistic as he only used a single brush and only had the black ink to use. But even then, he was able to portray all the features of Mokshu Pe'Cha clearly. He then pulled open the entire scroll, finally showing the image he had finished drawing.

The moment she looked at the image of Mokshu Pe'Cha, Re'Fua frowned, thinking, 'She looks too plain. Even if big brother likes her for her talent, her appearance is lacking.'

It seemed Re'Gra too had the same thought when Re'Dha commented without holding back, "Brother, she's too plain. Any commoner you can randomly find on the street would turn out to be prettier than her. Why do you even like her?"

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