Mythical Scroll Artist: Starting with the God of Wealth, Zhao Gongming

Chapter 83: Teaching You How to Be a Person!

Scroll painters and spirit tamers are from completely different worlds.

Especially the original scroll painters who condense the divine images of souls are simply not someone that ordinary spirit tamers can challenge.

Neither the blessing brought by the divine map nor the advantage of the original scroll can compare to the dungeon scrolls in the hands of the spirit master.

Of course, this excludes Grand Spirit Masters who possess the [Golden Scroll].

In his eyes, the only advantage the other party had was their level five spiritual power cultivation.

But what Wu Xian has in abundance is spiritual power.

Hehehe.

The Chicken King had unknowingly risen to four and a half stars, looking like it had been holding back for too long. Upon seeing the giant snake, its eyes flashed with excited ferocity, and it immediately flapped its wings and charged into battle.

With the blessing of the five virtues of the rooster, the king of chickens has incredibly sharp claws and beaks, and its body is agile and nimble.

The poisonous mist that the giant snake was so proud of was perfectly countered by the "benevolence" of the rooster's five virtues.

In the blink of an eye, the Great Serpent Painting Spirit was beaten and covered in wounds by the Chicken King.

"Come on, bring out whatever other scrolls you have," Wu Xian mocked, "Today I'll teach you how to be a decent human being!"

You won't let him leave, huh? Then he won't leave today.

Zhou Zheng's expression shifted between anger and uncertainty, clearly indicating that he had provoked a tough opponent.

But who would have thought that this young man was a scroll painter, and possessed so many powerful scrolls?

"Tsk tsk, such a young scroll painter, that's quite surprising."

He thought the other party would back down, but he saw that the other party suddenly changed his expression, with a sinister look in his eyes, staring at Wu Xian as if he were examining a prey.

"?!"

Wu Xian immediately sensed that something was wrong.

The laurel branch beneath my feet also began to show obvious sensory fluctuations.

"Servants of an evil god?"

Isn't this guy a member of the Battle Heaven Club? How could he be a servant of an evil god?

"Hehehe..." Zhou Zheng suddenly burst into laughter, "Poor little brat, do you think you can leave here alive today?"

Wu Xian silently wrapped himself up with wealth and dealt with the situation with seriousness.

Although he already has the ability to deal with the evil god's servants, it's always better to be cautious.

"Sink into endless fear—!"

As the other party cackling and grotesque laughter rang out, the surrounding scenery rapidly distorted and changed.

The next second, Wu Xian was dragged into a strange and empty space. The surroundings were dark and empty, giving people a deep sense of unknown fear.

The strange cries of the upright man echoed all around, and dark, terrifying ghost faces appeared and disappeared in the darkness.

"Isn't this the same kind of servant of the evil god as last time?"

I thought it would be another lava hell scene, but it turned out to be a completely different style.

This dark void clearly possessed some kind of powerful mental attack effect, but fortunately, Wu Xian's mental strength was strong enough, and with the protection of abundant wealth energy, he was not affected in any way.

"Go ahead and make a move? Don't tell me that's all your Evil God Scroll has to offer." Wu Xian said with a mocking tone.

The other party remained silent, clearly frozen in place.

The shadowy figures and forces in the darkness surged continuously, yet they could not subdue Wu Xian.

"Then I'll get started, okay?"

Wu Xian smiled slightly, and the scroll depicting the Five Gods of Wealth suddenly unfurled, releasing the Horse-Faced Yin General as an assistant.

Once the Yin-Yang Eyes were opened, the figures of the upright man and the evil god scroll quickly appeared in the darkness and nothingness.

It was a nightmarish, ghostly black shadow, its body surrounded by black energy that swayed and twisted like tentacles, giving people a sense of fear from the depths of their souls just by looking at it.

"Only five stars on the silver axis?"

No wonder I didn't feel anything; it's nothing like that golden scroll evil god's servant from last time.

He immediately manipulated the God of Wealth to unleash thunder magic. Bolts of lightning tore through the void, striking directly at the evil spirit painting and the upright man.

The man who was so confident just a moment ago let out a series of terrified screams, "Damn it, how could this happen?"

To be honest, compared to the evil god's servant last time, this person in front of me is somewhat vulnerable.

Without even needing to use the [Gold Ingot], a series of lightning spells were enough to easily defeat it.

Of course, it's also possible that the God of Wealth with three life marks is too powerful.

boom!
The evil god and the dark void were quickly annihilated by bolts of lightning.

The surrounding scenery returned to the eerie abyss cliff edge.

Looking at the man in the room, he was still lying on the ground, his body charred black, and he died peacefully.

Wu Xian searched the corpse and obtained more than a hundred spirit crystals, as well as some miscellaneous monster materials. He then put the corpse into his subspace bracelet and prepared to go to the association to collect his reward.

"Tsk, the Zhan Tian Club players have been bewitched by the evil scroll painter, the situation is a bit serious!"

Just as I was pondering this, I heard the roar of a chariot.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Xiaocong and two bodyguards arrived forcefully. Upon seeing that it was Wu Xian, they were shocked and surprised.

"Brother Wu Xian? What are you doing here?" Wang Xiaocong asked in shock. "I just sensed a powerful aura around here. Are you alright?"

"It's nothing. We encountered a powerful monster, but we've already dealt with it," Wu Xian said.

"That's good," Wang Xiaocong breathed a sigh of relief. "I knew we were destined to meet, didn't I? We bumped into each other again right away."

The two bodyguards frowned and asked solemnly, "Young man, you're quite something. You dared to explore such a deep area all by yourself."

"I seemed to sense a powerful fluctuation of mental energy just now," another bodyguard said, squinting as he examined the situation. "Could it have come from you, little brother?"

"Hmm." Wu Xian remained noncommittal.

"A scroll painter?" the two bodyguards guessed incredulously.

Wu Xian nodded with a light smile, "I came here to gather inspiration and collect some materials for my scroll paintings."

"Brother Wu Xian, are you also a scroll painter?" Wang Xiaocong asked excitedly. "What a coincidence, me too! But I've never seen you in the studio before. Could you be a disciple of some scroll painting master?"

"I was a self-taught scroll painter before, but I was fortunate enough to be appreciated by my master, Xue Lingling. Now I am following my master to learn the art of scroll painting."

It has to be said that since having this identity, many things have become much more convenient.

"So you're the disciple of that genius scroll painter from the Xue family? No wonder." The two bodyguards realized.

"Xue Lingling?" Wang Xiaocong was stunned. "Ghost King Club?"

"Yes, I currently serve as the vice president of the club."

"What a coincidence! I was just about to go to the Ghost King Club too," Wang Xiaocong said excitedly. "Then we'll be colleagues at the same club, haha, I told you we were destined for each other!"

"Really?" Now it was Wu Xian's turn to be dumbfounded.

What's going on? Didn't they say the club wasn't hiring for the time being?
“It’ll only be a couple of days, all the formalities are done,” Wang Xiaocong said cheerfully, trying to get closer to him. “The old man was talking to Xue Lingling the day before yesterday.”

Wu Xian suddenly realized something, "You're a young master from the Wang family?"

If I remember correctly, the club's first sponsorship came from the Wang family in Yaoyang City.

This emerging family, which has risen to prominence in the last decade or so, is said to have a deep connection with the military. In previous years, the family head, Wang Fengnian, was the richest man in Yaoyang City for several years.

"Hehe," Wang Xiaocong grinned, "Our club will definitely get plenty of sponsorship then."

"No wonder he could bring out a chariot, so he's the young master of the richest family. My apologies!"

Wu Xian held wealth in high esteem, after all, his next goal was to become the richest man in Yaoyang City.

"I wouldn't call myself the richest person, but I'd say I'm in the top three in Yaoyang City."

……

Emerging from the eerie abyss, I finally escaped from that persistent Wang Xiaocong.

He arrived at the Yaoyang City Scroll Painters Association immediately, intending to receive a reward and claim credit, and also to learn about the situation of some evil god servants.

After all, even the Zhantian Club has been infiltrated, which is clearly not a good sign.

(End of this chapter)