Chapter 93: The Frustrated Zhao Family
Zhang Mazi couldn’t hide his joy and told about his son’s previous crazy decision.
Wu Xian was greatly shocked after hearing it.
This little guy is about to become his die-hard fan completely!
“Alright, alright, alright, I’ll have the president pull you into the association right now and register you for the competition.”
Wu Xian immediately called Xue Lingling and explained the situation.
Xue Lingling naturally had no objections; after all, it was Wu Xian’s player, and wages and such were Wu Xian’s responsibility, plus it could add some manpower to the club.
Little did she know, Wu Xian didn’t even need to pay wages here.
“Venerable One, this subordinate has gained quite a lot in the Abyssal Realm these days. A small gift, not much but a token of respect.”
Zhang Zihao eagerly presented materials from several rare Abyssal Monsters.
This guy was even willing to pay out of pocket.
But only Zhang Zihao knew clearly what kind of opportunity he had grasped.
These past two days, going crazy killing in the Abyssal Realm with his father, the Ox Head Yin Marshal was simply ferocious as hell.
Wu Xian gladly accepted them and praised and encouraged Zhang Zihao for a bit, then immediately looked at Zhang Mazi on the side with great interest, “Why do I feel like Brother Zhang Mazi is a bit different from before?”
“The kid is living up to expectations, so as his dad, I’m full of motivation too. I just completed a qualitative transformation at Boss Lin’s place yesterday.” Zhang Mazi laughed: “Right now, I can probably only go back and forth evenly with the Ox Head Yin Marshal.”
“What the heck?!”
Wu Xian was stunned on the spot.
Able to go back and forth evenly with the Ox Head Yin Marshal who possesses 【Netherworld Divine Power】?
“After all, it came at the cost of nearly losing half my life.”
Zhang Mazi grinned honestly. As spiritual power surged, strange tattoo patterns emerged on his arms, chest, and neck.
That’s right, they were tattoo patterns, not paintings.
This was obviously what Tattoo Brother Lin Yang had explored, the current most suitable patterns for “Human Scroll Painting Art.”
The complex and exquisite patterns carried a hint of Law aura, very peculiar.
On a whim, Wu Xian suggested sparring with Zhang Mazi.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
After a few rounds, his whole body felt sore and numb, and crucially, Zhang Mazi was clearly holding back.
This was indeed capital to wrestle with the Ox Head Yin Marshal.
“Master Wu’s power is impressive~!” Zhang Mazi exclaimed in surprise.
“I usually like doing some physical training,” Wu Xian smiled awkwardly, “Can’t compare to you, brother.”
Zhang Mazi nodded repeatedly, “Such a great disciple, it would be a pity not to join the glorious Evolution.”
“…”
Wu Xian was somewhat speechless, but inwardly quite interested.
He would definitely try “tattoos” in the future, but not Tattoo Brother’s current exploratory stage patterns.
Instead, after Tattoo Brother perfects this technique, combined with his own Scroll Painting Concept, get a suitable set of tattoos for himself.
Of course, first he would definitely arrange for the old master.
Then the old master takes off his shirt: Left Azure Dragon, Right White Tiger, Guan Erye on the back, and a Buddha on the chest— a proper tough old man, just thinking about it feels cool.
After sending off father and son Zhang Mazi, he continued his Scroll Painting Research.
However, the Winged Fire Snake, one of the Twenty-Eight Mansions, was far more difficult than he imagined.
Even with materials provided by the Blazing Fire Divine Bird, it still felt hard to grasp, and mental power was a bit strained.
It could only be said that drawing the Twenty-Eight Mansions was still a bit forced now.
Logically, it should be simpler to start with the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiends Stars, but he just happened to encounter the Blazing Fire Divine Bird.
The good news was that by adjusting the pigment ratios, it seemed this situation could be alleviated.
Thus, this research took a full three days.
During this time, he went to the Bubble Match with Zhang Zihao and fought side by side, winning quite easily.
And Zhang Zihao lived up to expectations, bringing quite a few rubbing orders for the Ox Head Yin Marshal.
Of course, Wu Xian himself had attracted quite a few orders.
Worth mentioning was that the previous twelve Black and White Impermanence had already converted to three substitute orders, and the other rubbing customers were probably still watching.
Early this morning, he completed the transaction with the association along with Master Sister.
Harvesting a large amount of Divine Power Factors and Spirit Crystals.
Part of it stayed at the club as operating funds, the rest divided equally between master and disciple.
Even so, it still brought Wu Xian enormous Wealth.
To put it this way, he was now rich to the point of dripping oil, even starting to order advanced Monster materials from Boss Hu.
And the God of Wealth’s Aura of Wealth was shockingly abundant.
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Yaoyang City, Scroll Painter Association.
Cui Wenxuan, who had just completed the transaction, also began bustling about energetically.
“Hurry up~ hurry up, organize manpower to go on business trips, help various forces upgrade the Death Mountain Town Gold Scroll, prices flexible as needed,” Cui Wenxuan anxiously urged his subordinates, “We absolutely cannot let other friendly associations take the lead.”
“President, isn’t this a bit unethical? What if the Undead Dojo side…”
“What does it have to do with this old man? Not earning money when you have the chance is what makes you stupid.”
Normally, leaking a Gold Scroll Strategy would be a big deal, and Association Headquarters would definitely consider the Undead Dojo.
But this time was different.
As long as the Zhao Family had any face, they could only swallow this dumb loss.
Anyway, this bit of small money wasn’t much in the eyes of a great clan like the Zhao Family.
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Undead Dojo, inside a grand hall.
Led by Zhao Family Patriarch Zhao Gao, several Zhao Family members gathered, each with uglier faces than the last.
Especially Zhao Qinghe, who was stiff to the extreme, “What a Xue Lingling, you’ve grown some skills, huh?”
He originally wanted to make a fortune from this opportunity, but who would have thought that in just one day, the business the family had negotiated was pried away by the association at low prices.
“Enough, Family Honor comes first,” Zhao Gao said in a deep voice: “Notify the various branches to act quickly and minimize losses as much as possible.”
“Yes, Patriarch.”
“Such a big thing like the Gold Scroll leak, just let it go like this?” Zhao Qinghe said aggrievedly.
“Who leaked it, you?” Zhao Gao irritably tossed a stack of intelligence information, “Look at the association’s various departments’ rhetoric, hinting overtly and covertly, just short of directly saying it leaked from our Zhao Family.”
Hearing this, Zhao Qinghe was speechless.
“We were in the wrong to begin with, we can only try to suppress this matter.” Zhao Gao helplessly said, “Didn’t expect that little girl from the Xue Family to actually get the association to help out, underestimated her.”
“What now?” Zhao Qinghe gnashed his teeth, “The other families are probably going to use this to make trouble.”
Zhao Gao’s eyes turned, and after pondering for a long time, he said: “The other families are easy to deal with; they’re not clean themselves. It’s just that this matter’s impact on our Zhao Family’s reputation is troublesome.
Like this: after recovering some losses, issue an announcement in the name of our Zhao Family, directly publicize the Gold Scroll Strategy. It can help the family regain reputation and let you show your face in front of everyone, build some goodwill.”
Hearing this, Zhao Qinghe’s eyes lit up slightly.
He, the Eldest Young Master Zhao, lacked nothing; what he wanted was to show his face, to have face~!
At this moment, Zhao Gao suddenly received a call, his face turning ugly.
“What is it, father?”
“Hiss~ Shenglin Dojo has cut off the 【Soul Substance】 and some important materials business; seems like something major happened.” Zhao Gao’s face was gloomy.
“Ah?” Zhao Qinghe was shocked, “Such a big business, cut off just like that?”
Zhao Gao’s face flickered uncertainly, “Send people to investigate; this matter came too strangely.”
You know, the business with Shenglin Dojo was one of their Zhao Family’s core businesses.
The things they provided were indispensable resources for Shenglin Dojo.
But now, Shenglin Dojo actually took the initiative to cut off this business?
“Could they have found a substitute? Shouldn’t be…”
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