Chapter 197: Subjugating The Eerie Abyss
Xue Lingling was skeptical but immediately tried linking the two Domain Scroll Paintings.
Who would have thought that the two Domain Scroll Paintings, upon merely touching, effortlessly established a Domain link and resonance, as if they were made for each other.
“It really works?” Xue Lingling was overjoyed. “As expected of master and disciple. Now we don’t need to split them into two separate outposts.”
Given the Underworld Club’s current situation, it clearly couldn’t sustain two outposts.
Now that the two Domain Scroll Paintings had established resonance, they could be placed together, interconnected, growing and progressing together.
Afterward, the group followed Xue Lingling to personally tour and experience the scenery of Taoshi Mountain.
It was a perfect fill for the Underworld background map.
The two major Domain Scroll Paintings were now in place.
Next came the historic key step: conquering the Otherworld to secure a territory for the Domain Scroll Paintings.
This was also an important step for the club advancing from Silver Rank to Gold Rank.
It was simultaneously a major milestone in Yaoyang City’s development.
Mayor Chen Shilong naturally provided full support, and the Association showed no hesitation, directly dispatching large forces to support the establishment of Yaoyang City’s first Otherworld Outpost.
Even Chen Shilong and Cui Wenxuan personally joined the effort.
Not just these two—Old Master Wang Fengnian was also pulled in by Wang Xiaocong, who leveraged his prestige in the military to mobilize troops from the Abyssal Realm defense line for full cooperation.
This day was destined to be recorded in Yaoyang City’s “county annals.”
Outside the North Dimensional Port of Yaoyang City, crowds gathered.
Many Spirit Tamer civilians who received the news arrived early to support the operation with their actions.
After the news spread, more and more civilians spontaneously rushed over to provide support.
It was truly a united front of military, government, and people.
Vice President Huang, who had come along to lend a hand, was deeply moved by the scene.
After all, this was the city’s first Otherworld Outpost, bearing the hopes of everyone.
Outside the Abyssal Realm control zone, at the Abyssal Otherworld rift, the army assembled, heads crowding together, with surrounding Abyssal Monsters not daring to approach.
“Are you sure about placing it in the Abyssal Realm?” Cui Wenxuan and Chen Shilong couldn’t help confirming again. “The competition here in the Abyssal Realm is quite fierce, with all the top-tier Undead Domains essentially set up on this side.”
Wu Xian and Xue Lingling exchanged a glance and nodded firmly.
Joking aside, they were aiming for the elite.
Would the grand Underworld fear competition from other Undead Domains?
This would also make it more convenient to integrate other Undead Domains later.
“If that’s the case, then let’s move out.”
Cui Wenxuan smiled faintly and gave the order, with the main elites charging into the Abyssal Otherworld rift.
The civilian coalition and various main forces stayed behind to guard outside the rift.
After all, conquering the Otherworld would inevitably provoke a strong counterattack and invasion from Otherworldly Power.
In plain terms, claiming territory was easy; the hard part was the series of troubles it triggered, and the subsequent defense.
“There’s no need to be so nervous,” Vice President Huang teased. “As far as I know, your Yaoyang City rift is in a rather remote spot in the Abyssal Divine Realm, so the conquest difficulty isn’t high.
Once Little Wu deploys that God-level Undead of yours, it’ll solve half the trouble right away.”
“It’s remote, sure, but not necessarily simple.” Cui Wenxuan said meaningfully.
“Oh?” Vice President Huang was puzzled. “Could there be other factors at play?”
Cui Wenxuan neither confirmed nor denied, merely glancing at Chen Shilong beside him.
Chen Shilong remained calm, seeming somewhat embarrassed as he said: “We might encounter some Evil God Scroll Painters.”
At these words, Vice President Huang grew serious. “I almost forgot about that. With Yaoyang City’s severe pollution, it’s indeed prone to attracting Evil God Scroll Painters.
But with Old Cui here, he can suppress those Evil God Scroll Painters.”
As they spoke, the group had entered the true Abyssal Otherworld.
Looking around, it was a desolate yin realm landscape: pitch-black sky overhead, yin souls and bones scattered underfoot, with ferocious and eerie mountains and rivers like the devil’s claws, stretching across heaven and earth.
Before long, waves of eerie Yin Wind blew toward the group, accompanied by ceaseless wails from Evil Ghosts.
Cui Wenxuan calmly released that Nine Star Jade Scroll: a figure in white robes, wielding a sword, with an otherworldly aura.
A powerful presence emanated, instantly quieting the surroundings.
Wu Xian couldn’t help but carefully size up this Jade Scroll Painted Spirit. As expected, it should be in the same vein as Xu Lu’s【Evil Suppressing Guard】.
From that powerful aura and fluctuations, it was at least a top big shot on the verge of Ascension.
Vaguely, it gave Wu Xian a sense of déjà vu.
“President Cui, what do you call this Jade Scroll of yours?” Wu Xian asked curiously.
Cui Wenxuan smiled faintly. “Evil Suppressing Immortal Master—Lu Xiaoyao!”
Wu Xian remained outwardly calm, but inwardly drew a sharp breath.
Good grief, this déjà vu was getting stronger.
Recalling the scene not long ago where a single sword severed the Wang Family Scroll Painter’s Luoshen, no wonder its strength was so formidable—it had tapped into that big shot’s shadow.
Though still far from the true Ancestor Lu, the similarity and completion were at least thirty to forty percent.
If he found a way to “guide” it later, it would be a Jade Axis-level Ancestor Lu in the flesh—thrilling just to think about.
“Tsk tsk, such a dashing figure can’t go without wine, can he?”
Wu Xian remarked, admiring the Evil Suppressing Immortal Master’s poise.
“Hm?”
A flicker of surprise passed through Cui Wenxuan’s eyes, plunging him into thought.
The others, however, dismissed Wu Xian’s words as mere casual admiration.
Only Cui Wenxuan knew the profound inspiration this offhand remark sparked in him.
He had long believed his conception of the Evil Suppressing Immortal Master was fully perfected, yet Wu Xian’s single sentence reignited his inspiration and thought process.
This trip was worth it for that alone.
Perhaps this was the gap between genius and mortal.
Just like in his previous life’s mathematics world, where lifetimes of effort by contemporary mathematicians might only save a future math prodigy an afternoon—or even just minutes.
In fact, for Wu Xian, transforming Cui Wenxuan’s concept into the true Ancestor Lu would truly take only minutes.
This was his greatest edge over the native Scroll Painters.
“Hmm~ This spot looks good,” Vice President Huang surveyed the terrain and scenery. “Not too deep in, excellent topography—perfect.”
“Indeed good.” Chen Shilong nodded thoughtfully, though a trace of worry lingered in his eyes. “Shall we look at a few more options?”
“Sure, it’s such an important matter after all.” Vice President Huang agreed.
“Old man here thinks this place is just right,” Cui Wenxuan teased. “Your little club’s just getting started; this fits perfectly.”
At that, Chen Shilong seemed a bit helpless and stiff, saying no more.
Wu Xian and Xue Lingling briefly surveyed the area and agreed it was suitable.
“Little Grand-Disciple, Little Lingling, what do you two think?” Cui Wenxuan asked with a smile.
“Fine.” They nodded in unison.
Just then, a familiar young figure approached.
On closer look, it was none other than dojo prodigy Bai Shiqi.
“Brother Wu, President Xue, you all are…?” Bai Shiqi stared at the impressive lineup, inwardly shocked.
“Establishing an outpost,” Wu Xian replied, equally surprised. “How’s Brother Bai here too?”
“Outpost?” Bai Shiqi was stunned. “You… you’ve already drawn the Domain Scroll Paintings?”
