Chapter 115: Evil God Nemesis?
“Why is that?” Wu Xian asked, puzzled.
“I can’t figure it out either,” Xue Lingling muttered. “Logically speaking, even if they’re poor, the population is real, right?”
Wu Xian furrowed his brows, feeling that something was off.
As everyone knew, population was the most fundamental “resource.”
Especially in a world involving competition for “Power of Faith” and “Incense,” population was of utmost importance.
“Could it be that Dengfeng Dojo has some explanation?” Wu Xian guessed.
“Maybe,” Xue Lingling pondered. “Or it could just be targeting me, not wanting to give me any support. Whatever, I’m not short on money now anyway.”
Wu Xian shook his head with a smile. “So, should we make some preparations next?”
“No rush. Let’s first see how the other clubs operate.”
…
After chatting with Master Sister, Wu Xian continued his Scroll Painting Research.
After obtaining the Demon Braking Stone, research on King of Hell had been scheduled, but it was still short a few high-level Ingredients.
On the other hand, for Zhenshui Worm, using the materials from that King-level Exotic Insect, he had already made it.
And it came out as Silver Scroll Zhenshui Xingjun right away, truly surprising Wu Xian.
One could only say that King-level Monster materials were indeed very valuable.
Zhenshui Xingjun
Version: Original Gold Embroidery Border
Rank: Silver Scroll
Painted Spirit: ***
Spirituality: 71
Talent Trait: Vermilion Bird’s Protection, Water Roaming Heavenly Street
A grand Silver Scroll Zhenshui Xingjun surely had impressive Combat Power.
It was just that he hadn’t dared to go out much lately, so no chance to Experience it.
Additionally, Third Master Xue had already begun teaching him Knowledge on Divine Power Factor Synthesis.
Although Wu Xian couldn’t synthesize any Divine Power Factor yet, during the learning process, he could clearly feel that it seemed to deepen his understanding and grasp of Law Power.
Gotta say, Third Master Xue was definitely a talent.
“Hm?”
In the Divine Diagram in his Sea of Consciousness, the Night Roaming God on daily patrol suddenly sent an anomalous mental fluctuation.
Looking through the view shared by the Night Roaming God, Wu Xian’s expression instantly turned grave.
“Damn it!”
He hurriedly stepped onto his sword and rushed toward Rat Alley District.
That’s right, after patrolling for so long, he finally found traces of an Evil God Follower.
But that wasn’t the point. The point was that the Evil God Follower seemed to have targeted Tattoo Brother.
At this moment, the “Glorious Evolution Warriors” led by Zhang Mazi were in fierce Battle with that Evil God Follower, and Little Brother Zihao was also involved.
“Damn it, if anything happens to Tattoo Brother and Little Brother Zihao, I’ll skin you alive—!”
Wu Xian’s face was grim all the way, worried in his heart.
But when he arrived at the scene first thing, the sight before him left him dumbfounded.
The two Evil God Followers were bruised and battered, half-dead on the ground. Zhang Mazi and his group had some injuries but were fine overall.
They were now staring at the two Evil God Followers, analyzing and studying them.
In contrast, the two Evil God Followers looked at Zhang Mazi and the others as if they had seen a ghost.
“Brother Zhang Mazi, are you all okay?” Wu Xian asked in surprise upon arrival.
“Lord Master, why are you here?” Zhang Zihao came forward in astonishment.
“I sensed something wrong here and came right away,” Wu Xian breathed a sigh of relief. “But speaking of which, how did you take down these two Evil God Followers?”
“Evil God Followers?” Zhang Mazi and the others were both shocked and suspicious. “These two are Evil God Followers?”
Upon learning their identities, the group rushed up and gave them a beating, venting their hatred for Evil God Followers.
“You’re sure these two are Evil God Followers?” Zhang Zihao asked with a strange expression. “Aren’t Evil God Followers supposed to be very powerful? How are they so fragile?”
“You took them down with Ox Head Yin Marshal?” Wu Xian asked in surprise.
“No,” Zhang Zihao shook his head. “By the time I got here, these two had already been beaten into fleeing by my dad and the uncles.”
Wu Xian looked at Zhang Mazi and the others in astonishment. “What Scroll Paintings did they use?”
“Two Silver Scroll Four-Star ones, with disgusting appearances, but they didn’t seem to have any attack power,” Zhang Mazi grumbled. “They were just saying some silly nonsense in my head. No idea what they were trying to do.”
“…”
Wu Xian’s mouth twitched as he vaguely understood something.
The group of “Modification” Warriors created by Tattoo Brother were completely the nemesis of mental manipulation-type Evil Gods!
You see, every Tattoo Modification was a severe Trial of mind and Will.
And these mental manipulation-type Evil Gods had no way to start against Zhang Mazi and the others.
Of course, it could also be because these two weren’t high-level enough to unleash the true power of the Evil God Scroll Painting.
“These two were targeting Tattoo Brother, right?” Wu Xian asked seriously.
“That’s right.”
“It seems Tattoo Brother is no longer safe.” As Wu Xian pondered, his eyes lit up slightly.
He decisively pulled out his Phone and contacted the Association.
Tsk tsk, two live Evil God Followers were quite valuable.
Then he called the terrified Tattoo Brother out from the Small Clinic. “Interested in working at the Association?”
“Yes, of course,” Tattoo Brother’s eyes lit up. He had dreamed of joining the Association and becoming a Scroll Painter. “But what about the patients in the district?”
“No Conflict,” Wu Xian smiled. “With the Association’s help, maybe we can save more people.”
“But would the Association really accept me?”
Tattoo Brother Lin Yang spoke weakly.
Over the years, he had taken the Apprentice Scroll Painter Certificate exam multiple times but failed each time, now with a psychological shadow.
In his eyes, the Association’s sanctity and nobility were like an unattainable goddess.
But in Wu Xian’s view, the Association absolutely couldn’t ignore Tattoo Brother’s value.
Especially the advantage of the “Modification Warriors” against Evil God Followers—the Association couldn’t remain indifferent.
Then Zhang Mazi and his “Modification Warriors” might even be Incorporated into the Evil Extermination Temporary Command, getting proper positions and jobs—a perfect Arrangement.
While waiting for the Association people, Wu Xian didn’t idle and began interrogating the two live Evil God Followers.
“Who is your Master? Where is he hiding?”
But the two had firm eyes and said nothing.
“Oh~ Pretty loyal!” Wu Xian raised an eyebrow with a smile. “Come on, brothers, give them a little show.”
Zhang Mazi and the others rubbed their fists, ready to act.
At this time, members of the Evil Extermination Temporary Command, led by that female Scroll Painter, had arrived.
“Why are you here personally?” Wu Xian was secretly surprised.
He had thought only some small fries would come, but unexpectedly, the Minister of the Evil Extermination Temporary Command came herself.
Was this the benefit of increased status and Fame?
He had only recently learned from Master Sister that this woman was a key youth Scroll Painter nurtured by Yaoyang City Association, and also President Cui Wenxuan’s direct Disciple, named Xu Lu.
Additionally, during recent material procurements at the Association, he could clearly feel their emphasis on him—always Elder Chen personally receiving him, hinting at joining the Association.
“Aren’t there Evil God Followers? Where?”
Xu Lu and the others looked serious, still in Battle stance.
“There, aren’t they?” Wu Xian pointed to the two live Evil God Followers at his feet.
Upon hearing this, Xu Lu and the others were stunned.
“Live ones?” Xu Lu couldn’t hide her excitement. “As expected of Yaoyang City’s Genius Scroll Painter. You’ve helped us big time this time! Quick, quick, take these two back for me!”
