Chapter 46: Fate Mark, Wasp Commander
“Tear Abyssal Monsters by Hand?” Wu Xian was secretly shocked.
It must be known that abyssal monsters are generally yin soul bodies, innately highly immune to physical damage.
Tearing abyssal monsters by hand was obviously not something that could be achieved with mere spiritual power cultivation.
“Isn’t that right? Too outrageous! That group with Zhang Mazi definitely has issues,” Zhao He said with a serious face. “So I had my brothers watch them for a few days and found they kept heading to one place, but didn’t dare go in to investigate.”
“What place?”
“Around the Rat Alley entrance in North Street District.”
Wu Xian silently noted down this location and gestured for Zhao He and the others to leave.
It could only be said that Du Yifan was right; North Street District was indeed full of hidden talents, with all sorts of people.
To think someone could pull off the divine feat of integrating spiritual substances into the human body—who knew how it was done?
He opened the door and returned home.
The old master was still wandering outside leisurely, living the quintessential retired elderly life.
After eating something simple, he began “burning” various materials to refine and upgrade his soul divine diagram.
Over a million in rare spiritual materials were thrown in, and in just over an hour, they were fully automatically refined and absorbed by his destiny divine diagram.
During the refining process, the God of Wealth Scroll seemed to undergo some kind of change.
He hurriedly took the God of Wealth Scroll out from the divine diagram. The dark red blood-colored life scroll was noticeably more exquisite than before, with a golden-red pattern permeating from inside to out, and a strand of swirling golden-red flowing light added around the scroll, looking very flashy.
“This is… an upgrade?”
He immediately summoned the God of Wealth, and its overall aura was indeed much stronger.
While pondering, he logged back into that niche big shot forum, where there were still private messages from the big shots from last time in the backend.
Wu Xian couldn’t be bothered to check them and directly edited a post: “Do blood-colored life scrolls not have specific rank distinctions?”
The post had just been sent out not long ago when he received warm replies from the big shots.
Old Zhou of Beihai: “Here we go, here we go, this scammer is back!”
Four Generations Under One Roof: “Inner piety, sincerity summons spirits? Is this amusing to you, Your Excellency?”
Savage Three Punches: “Someone dares to fool us? We need an explanation today!”
Arrogant and Unable to Withstand Me: “Cut the mysterious tricks; if you’ve got the guts, post a photo!”
Old Zhou of Beihai: “You think us old guys are pushovers, huh?”
He was flamed to a crisp right from the start, leaving Wu Xian somewhat stiff. It seemed he couldn’t extract any useful info without showing something.
So he casually took a photo of the God of Wealth Scroll, sent it to the post, and captioned it: “???”
After the photo was posted, the big shots instantly changed their tune.
Savage Three Punches: “Whoa, a real ancient scroll painting?!”
Arrogant and Unable to Withstand Me: “May I ask the big shot’s esteemed name?”
Old Zhou of Beihai: “I spoke too loudly just now, Senior, forgive me; please connect~!”
Four Generations Under One Roof: “Just condensed a life mark? Probably just made it recently, knows nothing, doesn’t seem like an old guy—more like a young person who got lucky.”
Old Zhou of Beihai: “Makes sense!”
Arrogant and Unable to Withstand Me: “Little Senior, which path are you from? Interested in developing at Dengfeng Dojo? Uncle will pull strings for you.”
Savage Three Punches: “Private chat, private chat; generous rewards~!”
Four Generations Under One Roof: “Young friend, do you believe in destiny?”
Arrogant and Unable to Withstand Me: “Damn, logged off again!”
Seeing Wu Xian go offline, the group of big shots were nearly driven mad with anxiety.
Meanwhile, Wu Xian was gazing at the golden-red flowing light on the blood-colored life scroll, lost in thought. “So ancient scroll paintings are graded by these things called life marks?”
As expected, these old seniors knew their stuff.
With an ancient scroll painting in hand, he could fish these old seniors a few more times later.
“With the certificate in hand, it’s time to study at the Scroll Painter Forum.”
He took out his Apprentice Scroll Painter Certificate and registered and logged in to the Scroll Painter Forum using the number on it.
A brand new world opened its doors to him.
Though the info on the forum was disorganized and couldn’t compare to the orthodox education at the art studio, it was enough for Wu Xian.
After all, what he lacked was just some common knowledge about scroll painters and basic info.
Over the next few days, Wu Xian was completely immersed in the Scroll Painter Forum.
He didn’t post, just purely browsed posts, frantically absorbing knowledge from them.
As his understanding of the scroll painter profession deepened, he gained a clear sense of the value behind Master Sister’s status as a dojo scroll painter.
Of course, he didn’t slack on spiritual power cultivation either.
With the dual boost from the laurel tree and spiritual energy amplification fluid, his spiritual power cultivation smoothly stepped into level three, with total spiritual power directly doubling and physical quality seeing significant improvement.
In the cozy little new home cottage, heaven and earth laws slowly gathered.
“Superior drawing paper at three thousand a sheet is indeed different~!”
Spiritual drawing paper is divided into four tiers: good quality, superior quality, fine quality, and special grade. The higher the quality, the greater its capacity to bear spirituality, and the more stable the “system” and “hardware” integration process.
The more complex and advanced the scroll, the higher quality drawing paper it requires.
Most importantly, high-quality drawing paper inherently carries extremely high spirituality and spiritual energy, which can raise the initial level of the painted spirit to a certain extent.
In theory, the limit for superior drawing paper is three-star painted spirit, but in practice, it’s hard to perfectly retain all that spirituality and spiritual energy.
How much can be retained depends on the scroll painter’s skill.
On the glowing drawing paper, a humanoid wasp gradually took form—black, yellow, and brown interspersed, with a pair of translucent wings folded behind, eerie antennae on its head, ferocious mouthparts, well-developed limbs, a poison needle flashing coldly at the tail, and holding an insect catching net like a soul summoning banner.
The overall image was eerie and terrifying—absolutely Master Sister’s preferred style.
In the sea of consciousness’s Ten Great Yin Marshals Divine Diagram, the figure of Wasp Marshal gradually lit up.
The drawing paper before him was locked by continuous law power, divine light shining, silver scroll slowly condensing, strands of golden flowing light turning into gold threads and flying needles, embroidering a gold embroidery border on the scroll.
Wasp Marshal
Version: Original Gold Embroidery Border
Rank: Silver Scroll
Painted Spirit: Two-Star
Spirituality: 53
Talent Trait: Soul Devouring Sting, Soul Catching Shadow Trap
“Tsk tsk, using better materials really makes a difference.”
Wu Xian was very satisfied with the finished Wasp Marshal.
Tier 4 insectoid race materials, combined with several rare spiritual substances—these pigments for Wasp Marshal were undoubtedly the peak of Wu Xian’s current mixing ability.
As for the superior drawing paper, retaining two-star painted spirit level was already quite good.
“I’ll get some good stuff later and reconstruct Second Master Impermanence too.”
Just as he was thinking of taking Wasp Marshal to an Insectoid Dimensional Instance for some fresh air, his phone suddenly rang.
“Oh right,” Wu Xian slapped his forehead. “Almost forgot about the main business!”
From the other end came Tang Beng’s excited big brother voice: “Younger Brother, the car exhibition is about to start—hurry over!”
“Got it.”
After hanging up, he quickly headed out.
Just as he stepped out, he heard a complaining conversation near the trash can at the entrance.
“What the hell? Isn’t someone living here? How come there’s not even any valuable trash?”
“Probably another broke spirit tamer—no fun, let’s go.”
As the two complained, they happened to lock eyes with Wu Xian, their embarrassed gazes flashing with shock.
The atmosphere was a bit awkward.
Wu Xian also recognized them as two henchmen under Zhang Mazi and immediately teased: “Haven’t seen Big Brother Zhang Mazi around lately—where’d he go to strike it rich?”
“Boss… Boss… no longer needs to pick up trash.”
The two henchmen hemmed and hawed, trembling.
“No wonder,” Wu Xian smoothly probed. “Speaking of which, I saw your human modification is pretty impressive—who did it? Could you introduce me? I’m quite interested.”
“What human modification? That’s the great human scroll painting art!”
The two henchmen seemed very particular about this and mustered courage to emphasize it to Wu Xian.
