Chapter 83: Teach You A Lesson!
Scroll Painters and Spirit Tamers are completely two different worlds.
Especially original Scroll Painters who condense Soul Divine Diagrams, they are not something ordinary Spirit Tamers can compete with.
Whether it’s the buffs brought by Divine Diagrams, or【original】 Scroll Painting advantages, they are not comparable to the【instance】 Scroll Paintings in the hands of Spirit Tamers.
Of course, great Spirit Tamers who possess【Gold Scroll】 are exceptions.
The opponent’s only advantage in his eyes was that level five Spiritual Power Cultivation.
But what Wu Xian lacks the least is Spiritual Power.
Cluck cluck cluck.
The Chicken King had unknowingly been promoted to four-and-a-half star, looking thoroughly frustrated, and upon seeing the opponent’s giant snake, its eyes flashed with excited ferocity as it immediately flapped its wings and charged into battle.
Under the boost of Rooster’s Five Virtues, the Chicken King’s claws and beak were incredibly sharp, with an agile and nimble form.
The poisonous fog that the opponent’s giant snake prided itself on was perfectly countered by the “Benevolent Virtue” in Rooster’s Five Virtues.
In the blink of an eye, the giant snake Painted Spirit was beaten covered in wounds by the Chicken King.
“Come on, come on, bring out any other Scroll Paintings you have,” Wu Xian taunted mockingly, “Young Master will teach you how to be a proper person today!”
Not letting you leave, huh? Then he wouldn’t leave today.
The middle-aged man’s face flickered uncertainly, knowing he had provoked a tough opponent.
But who could have imagined that this young kid in front of him was so young, yet actually a Scroll Painter, and possessed so many powerful Scroll Paintings.
“Tsk tsk, a Scroll Painter this young, truly surprising.”
He had thought the opponent would back down, but instead saw the opponent suddenly change his expression, with an evil glint emerging in his eyes, staring at Wu Xian as if appraising prey.
“？！”
Wu Xian instantly felt something was off.
The【Laurel Branch】 under his feet also began to show clear sensing fluctuations.
“Evil God Follower?”
Wasn’t this guy a player from War Heaven Club? How could he be an Evil God Follower?
“Hehehehe…” The middle-aged man suddenly burst into loud laughter, “Pitiful little kid, do you think you can leave here alive today?”
Wu Xian silently wrapped himself tightly in Aura of Wealth, responding solemnly.
Although he already had the ability to deal with Evil God Followers, being cautious was always right.
“Sink into endless fear—!”
Accompanied by the opponent’s eerie cackling, the surrounding scenery rapidly distorted and changed.
The next second, Wu Xian was dragged into a bizarre void space, surrounded by pitch-black nothingness, bringing a deep, unknown sense of fear.
The middle-aged man’s eerie cries echoed around, with one ghostly face after another faintly appearing in the darkness.
“Not the same type as the last Evil God Follower?”
He had thought it would be that lava hell scene again, but it turned out to be a completely different style.
This dark void clearly had some powerful mental attack effect, but fortunately Wu Xian’s Mental Power was strong enough, plus the thick Aura of Wealth Protection, so he wasn’t affected at all.
“Make your move? Don’t tell me that’s all your Evil God Scroll Painting has.” Wu Xian mocked doubtfully.
The opponent fell silent, clearly frozen stiff.
The ghost shadows and power in the darkness surged continuously, but they could never do anything to Wu Xian.
“Then I’m making my move, okay?”
Wu Xian smiled faintly, suddenly unfolding the Five Paths God of Wealth Scroll Painting and releasing Horse-Face Yin Marshal as support.
With Yin-Yang Dharma Eye activated, the figures of the middle-aged man and that Evil God Scroll Painting soon emerged in the dark void.
It was a nightmare-like black ghost shadow, with black mist swirling around it like tentacles writhing and twisting, just looking at it instilled a soul-deep fear.
“Only Silver Five-Star?”
No wonder he felt nothing; it was far inferior to the last Gold Scroll Evil God Follower.
He then controlled the God of Wealth to unleash Lightning Magic.
Bolts of thunder tore through the void, striking straight at the Evil God Painted Spirit and the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man, who had been full of confidence a second ago, let out bursts of terrified screams, “Damn it, how can this be?”
To be honest, compared to the last Evil God Follower, this guy was somewhat vulnerable.
There was no need for【Gold Ingot】 to even appear; just the bolts of Lightning Magic easily took him down.
Of course, it might also be that the God of Wealth with three Life Marks was too powerful.
Bang!
The Evil God Painted Spirit and dark void rapidly disintegrated amid the thunderbolts.
The surrounding scenery returned to the cliff edge of the Abyssal Realm.
Looking at the middle-aged man again, he was still lying on the ground charred all over, dead quite peacefully.
Wu Xian stepped forward to loot, harvesting over a hundred Spirit Crystals, as well as some miscellaneous monster materials, then stored the corpse into the Spatial Bracelet, preparing to go to the Association to claim the reward.
“Tsk, War Heaven Club players being corrupted by Evil Scroll Painters, the situation is a bit serious!”
As he was pondering, he heard the roar of war chariot engines approaching.
Immediately after, Wang Xiaocong and two bodyguards arrived forcefully, and upon seeing it was Wu Xian, they couldn’t help but be shocked and surprised.
“Brother Wu Xian? How did you end up here?” Wang Xiaocong said in shock: “I just sensed a powerful aura here, are you okay?”
“I’m fine, encountered a powerful Abyssal Monster, already dealt with it.” Wu Xian said.
“That’s good,” Wang Xiaocong breathed a sigh of relief, “I told you we have quite the affinity, right? We meet again so soon.”
The two bodyguards frowned tightly, asking gravely, “Little Brother is no ordinary person, daring to explore such a deep area alone.”
“We just sensed a powerful Mental Power fluctuation,” the other bodyguard narrowed his eyes and scrutinized, “Was that from Little Brother?”
“Um.” Wu Xian neither confirmed nor denied.
“Scroll Painter?” The two bodyguards guessed incredulously.
Wu Xian smiled lightly and nodded, “Came here for a sketching trip, to collect some Scroll Painting materials.”
“Brother Wu Xian is also a Scroll Painter?” Wang Xiaocong said excitedly: “What a coincidence, I am too, but how come I haven’t seen you in the Art Studio? Could you be a disciple of some Scroll Painting Master?”
“I was a personal Scroll Painting Student before, fortunate to be favored by Master Xue Lingling, now following Master to learn The Way of Scroll Painting.”
It had to be said, ever since gaining this identity, many things had become much more convenient.
“So you’re a disciple of that genius Scroll Painter from Xue Family? No wonder.” The two bodyguards realized.
“Xue Lingling?” Wang Xiaocong was stunned in shock, “Ghost King Club?”
“Um, currently serving as Vice President in the club.”
“What a coincidence, I’m just about to head to Ghost King Club too.” Wang Xiaocong said excitedly: “Then we’ll be colleagues in the same club, haha, I told you we have affinity, right?”
“Is that so?” Now it was Wu Xian’s turn to be dumbfounded.
What was going on? Didn’t they say the club wasn’t accepting members temporarily?
“It’ll be in a couple of days, all the procedures are done,” Wang Xiaocong chatted amiably with a grin, “The old master even talked with Xue Lingling on the phone the day before yesterday.”
In a daze, Wu Xian thought of something, “You’re the Young Master of Wang Family?”
If he remembered correctly, the first sponsorship the club received came from Yaoyang City Wang Family.
An emerging family that had risen in the past decade or so, said to have deep connections in the military, and a few years ago, Patriarch Wang Fengnian had been Yaoyang City’s richest man for several years.
“Hehe,” Wang Xiaocong grinned, “When the time comes, our club’s sponsorship definitely won’t be lacking.”
“No wonder you can bring out the war chariot, turns out you’re the young master of the richest family, my respects~ my respects~!”
Wu Xian was full of respect for wealth, after all, his next small goal was to become Yaoyang City’s richest man.
“Richest is an overstatement, top three in Yaoyang City maybe.”
……
After exiting the Abyssal Realm, he finally shook off Wang Xiaocong, that clingy guy.
He went straight to Yaoyang City Scroll Painter Association, preparing to claim the reward and take credit, and by the way learn about the situation with Evil God Followers.
After all, even War Heaven Club had been infiltrated, which clearly wasn’t a good sign.
