Not long after the Ernst Institute had reopened, Hillman had come to the Institute to look for Lin Feng.
At the entrance of the Ernst Institute, Hillman was pacing back and forth with a frown on his face. He was clearly filled with thoughts. The management of the Ernst Institute was still very strict. An outsider like him, who had no power or influence, had no right to enter the institution.
After a while, Yale and Reynolds, both dressed in sky-blue robes, walked over.
"Uncle Hillman, you're here for Lin Feng again.”Yale said enthusiastically.
Hillman had seen Lin Feng's three brothers before. When he saw Yale and Reynolds, he immediately walked over and asked,"Hello, why didn't Lin Feng go back this time?”
"Uncle Hillman, Lin Feng has been cultivating hard. He reached the sixth rank before the end of last year's examination. After that, he once again went to the Mountain Range of Magical Beasts to train. Sigh, he was too anxious to cultivate and didn't even participate in the year-end assessment. On the contrary, Dixie had become a grade-6 mage in this test. People even said that Dixie had surpassed Lin Feng.”
As Lin Feng's good friend, Reynolds naturally knew that Lin Feng had reached the level nine magus realm. However, without Lin Feng's permission, he didn't dare to reveal this shocking news. If others found out, it would cause a huge earthquake.
"Third Bro doesn't care about those empty words. Oh right, Uncle Hillman, Lin Feng went to the Mountain Range of Magical Beasts in the middle of April last year. He should be back soon. Is there anything important? If there is, tell me. I will tell him immediately.”Yale said politely.
Hillman pondered for a moment before squeezing out a smile and shaking his head."No, it's nothing important. However, Lin Feng used to go back for the New Year. He didn't come back this time because his family was worried that something might have happened to him, so they came to ask. Since he knew that Lin Feng had gone to the Mountain Range of Magical Beasts for training, it was fine.”
"Uncle Hillman, don't worry. When Third Brother comes back, I'll definitely tell him to go back early so that you can rest assured.”Yale immediately said.
Hillman shook his head." No need. Don't rush Lin Feng back. Let him cultivate in peace. It won't be too late for him to come back when he has time. We have nothing to do in the countryside anyway." Thank you, both of you. I'll take my leave first.”
Yale and Reynolds watched Hillman leave. He smiled and turned to leave.
"Young master Yale, young master Yale.”A passionate voice sounded from afar.
Yale and Reynolds turned their heads to stare into the distance. There was a carriage parked there with four armored knights beside it. Yale frowned, puzzled. Oh. It's Austoni." Yale saw the face peeking out of the carriage window.
Austoni was the first to jump down from the carriage. He gave Yale a humble smile, then respectfully stood to the side. At this moment, the carriage's curtain was lifted, and a bald old man slowly stepped out with a walking stick.
Yale and Reynolds exchanged puzzled glances.
"Who is this old fellow?”Reynolds said in a low voice.
Yale shook his head and said in a low voice,"I don't know this old man either. But judging from Austoni's appearance, I'm sure he'll be fine." It should be some big shot. Austoni was one of the upper management members of the Proulx Gallery. His status is still very high."
Accompanied by Austoni, the bald old man walked over with a smile.
"Hello, little Yale." The bald elder smiled as he greeted Yale." Not long ago, I met your father. Your father even praised you to me. Haha, Dawson is indeed proud to have a mage like you as his son.”
Yale looked at the bald old man, puzzled.
He even said that he knew his father? Trying to get close?
Austoni immediately said,"Young master Yale, this is the chief director of our Proulx Gallery. You can call him Director Maia.”
"No need. You can just call me Uncle Maia. I've been friends with your father for decades.”The bald old man smiled warmly.
Yale was secretly shocked.
The Proulx Gallery was a sacred place for the arts. There were a few major cities in the Yulan continent that had branch offices. Don't look at other places, just look at the Proulx Gallery in Fenlai City. The stone sculptures in that gallery were worth an astonishing amount.
This was only secondary.
What was important was his status. As the chief director of a sacred place of art, Director Maia had made friends with the most elite figures of the Yulan continent. In fact, he had even made friends with many Saint-level experts. How could such a person be underestimated?
Moreover, the Proulx Gallery's own armed forces were extremely powerful. Otherwise, how could they protect so many precious stone sculptures?
"Uncle Maia." Yale said humbly.
The bald Director Maia looked at Reynolds."And this is?"
"This is my good brother, Reynolds." Yale immediately made the introductions. Reynolds said politely,"Greetings, Director Maia."
Director Maia nodded slightly. From Reynolds 'every move, he could sense that Reynolds had been taught well since he was young.
"Uncle Maia, may I know why you're here this time?”Yale asked.
Although it was a question, Yale already had some guesses."It's most likely because of Third Brother's sculpture 'Love'.”Last time, before the Ernst Institute's holidays, Lin Feng hadn't sent any sculptures over. Austoni came over to ask.
When Austoni arrived at Lin Feng's dormitory, he happened to see the sculpture that was in the room.
Austoni was stunned.
As one of the higher-ups of the Proulx Gallery, Austoni had a sharp eye. He was certain that Lin Feng's sculpture was the pinnacle of the sculpture world, and was definitely worthy of being listed as one of the top ten sculptures.
Most importantly, Lin Feng's sculpture was huge, comparable to five other sculptures.
Just like oil paintings, the price of a stone sculpture was also related to its size. After all, the amount of effort required to create such a massive sculpture was definitely much higher. Those five stone statues that looked like real people had already reached the realm of containing unique souls.
Looking at the stone sculptures was like looking at five real beauties.
The entire Yulan continent. Master sculptors were also extremely rare. Lin Feng's sculpture had already surpassed the level of an average master sculptor, and was qualified to be on par with the top masters in history, such as Proulx, Hopkinson, and Hoover.
Now that he had been acknowledged as a master sculptor, his works were indeed very good. They had a unique charm that shook the soul.
However, their works were still slightly inferior to Proulx and Hopkinson, who were known as Grandmasters. Although it was just a small difference, it determined the difference in status.
The history of stone carving was already hundreds of thousands of years, and most of the stone sculptures from hundreds of thousands of years ago had been destroyed along with the flow of time. Only a few special stone works could be passed down to this day. Thus, nine of the ten grandmasters were within a hundred thousand years.
And ever since the Yulan Empire unified the continent…From year 001 of the Yulan calendar until now, only two people had been able to stand on par with their predecessors-Proulx and Hopkinson.
Hoover. It was a masterpiece of a master from 100,000 years ago, the Blood-Eyed Maned Lion. The special material used to make this masterpiece was passed down, and it also established Hoover's eternal reputation.
In the past ten thousand years, only two grandmasters had been born. But of course, Proulx was the most formidable of all, having three of his sculptures ranked among the Ten Great Sculptures.‘Ten Great Sculpture Grandmasters. Not everyone had a work that was ranked in the Ten Great Sculpture.
This was only the evaluation of the later generations, the artistic level of their stone sculptures. It was similar to the Ten Great Stone Sculptures.
A new grandmaster sculptor was born. Moreover, he was only a seventeen year old youth!
This was such a shocking event that the Proulx Gallery's Chief Director had rushed over from the Proulx Gallery of the Dark Alliance.
"There's no hurry. Let's find a private room in the hotel and have a quiet talk.”Director Maia was not in a hurry.
A grandmaster sculptor?
What a joke!
Austoni had a good eye, but stone sculpting, an art with a long history, required a very sharp eye to fully evaluate it. For example, the masterpieces of a master sculptor or a grandmaster sculptor. They had all reached the stage where they contained a unique charm and soul.
How to determine whether a sculpture was worthy of becoming a grandmaster sculptor was an extremely profound matter.
P.S.: We did it. We really did it. As a Doujin novel, this book actually managed to enter the top ten of the new novel rankings. It's quite a miracle.
This chapter will be an additional chapter to thank the book friends.
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