Chapter 55: Law Enforcement In Death Mountain Town
“Knowing full well it would be targeted, why create a club?” Wu Xian asked puzzled.
“Of course for the dream!” Xue Lingling replied without hesitation.
Wu Xian’s expression was odd as he looked toward Zhou Qi nearby, “What about Brother Zhou? As a Dengfeng Art Studio student, why did you join the Ghost King Club?”
“Same as the president, for the dream.” Zhou Qi smiled, flames seeming to burn in his eyes, “Yaoyang City is like a stagnant pool, devoid of vitality. I… don’t like it.”
“Worthy of a son of the old Zhou Family, full of ambition!” Xue Lingling nodded appreciatively.
The two exchanged smiles, sharing a sense of mutual appreciation and like-mindedness.
Though Wu Xian didn’t understand, he expressed respect.
He now had only one dream: to make money! And then become powerful.
Set a small goal first: like becoming the richest man in Yaoyang City?
“Get ready,” Xue Lingling mobilized enthusiastically, “All revenue from this 【First Order Death Mountain Town】 goes to you yourselves, take as much as you can based on ability.”
At these words, everyone was pumped up like they’d been injected with chicken blood.
“Old aunt, you mean it?”
Xue Qingyang was first to raise his hand and touch the 【Death Mountain Town】 scroll painting, his whole body instantly enveloped in the scroll painting’s light and sucked inside.
The other club members stopped talking nonsense and eagerly entered the scroll painting instance one after another.
Xue Lingling, Zhou Qi, and Wu Xian took their time, entering last.
Spacetime twisted.
Endless dazzling colors distorted before their eyes, and when vision cleared again, they were already in the familiar small town.
Unlike the Death Mountain Town Outpost, the atmosphere in this 【Death Mountain Town】 theme instance was maxed out, filled with yin energy and resentment, chilling to the bone.
“Team up or go solo, up to you.” Xue Lingling stepped onto a redwood coffin and rose into the air, activating high-altitude spectator mode, “This president won’t rob your revenue.”
The club members quickly dispersed, some going solo, others teaming up in twos or threes.
“Together?” Zhou Qi sent a team invite.
“First time is more fun exploring alone.”
Wu Xian politely declined, choosing to act alone.
Zhou Qi didn’t say anything, stepping onto his power skateboard and leaving alone.
Walking through the eerie, terrifying small town felt like a horror-themed escape room, only more real and stimulating.
Unlike monsters from various other dimensions.
The dangers and monsters in scroll painting instances come from the scroll painting background, generally much stronger than ordinary dimensional monsters.
In short, 【Domain Scroll Painting】 absorbs and refines otherworldly energy to condense extraordinary monsters from the scroll painting background theme.
These extraordinary monsters often produce higher-quality materials and higher-quality spiritual substances.
For example, if Wu Xian later paints 【Flower-Fruit Mountain】 and opens the Flower-Fruit Mountain instance, it would spawn Monkey Brother’s monkeys and descendants, even Monkey Brother “himself”.
Of course, these are special monsters condensed by the scroll painting.
Or they can be understood as extraordinary beings similar to “painted spirits”.
The more energy the scroll painting accumulates, the stronger the “extraordinary monsters” it condenses.
Wu Xian chose to act alone to solo experience the level of this 【Death Mountain Town】 background first.
Just after exploring a few steps, screams echoed from various parts of Death Mountain Town.
Looking up at Xue Lingling shaking her head and facepalming, clearly someone had already died.
“Died that fast?”
It was just First Order 【Death Mountain Town】, was it that strong?
Or were those club members too weak?
“Young man, buy some baozi, they’re delicious.”
On a street stall nearby, an old man selling baozi had appeared at some point, steam rising from the hot baozi, aroma wafting everywhere.
One-word review: escape room NPC level.
But Wu Xian silently raised his vigilance, decisively summoning Black and White Impermanence for protection.
“How much for the baozi?”
Wu Xian approached with interest to chat.
He thought the old man would reveal a blood-drenched horrific face the moment he looked up, then transform into a fierce ghost to attack him.
But the plot didn’t go as he expected.
“Gentlemen, eat as you like, no charge~ no charge.” The old man saw Black and White Impermanence like a poor street vendor seeing city inspectors, politely offering baozi, looking quite pitiful.
Wu Xian naturally wouldn’t eat the baozi, who knows what meat it was made of.
The key was the old man was so law-abiding, showing no sign of “transforming”, making it awkward to attack.
While hesitating, Black Impermanence nearby waved the soul restraining chain.
“Right away, sirs~!”
The old man obediently approached and let himself be chained; Black and White Impermanence waved the soul summoning banner to assist in transcendence, the whole enforcement process showing respect for a “law-abiding citizen”.
In the end, the baozi-selling old man turned into a wisp of spiritual energy and a bloodstained torn cloth.
The spiritual energy surged into Wu Xian’s body, becoming a thread of spiritual power cultivation—not much, but very useful.
This was another benefit of scroll painting instances: killing monsters inside could improve spiritual power cultivation.
As for the bloodstained torn cloth, it emitted strong spiritual fluctuations, containing various high-quality lost soul spiritual substances.
“This…”
Wu Xian’s expression was odd, taking a long time to recover.
How did the expected fierce instance battle turn into “police enforcement”?
Of course, with law-abiding citizens, there are also lawbreakers.
After “arresting” several yin souls in a row, he encountered a “resisting arrest” butcher who swung a cleaver without a word.
The man visibly transformed into an evil ghost, from a burly butcher to a monster with eviscerated guts, a ferocious pig head on top, full of murderous aura and malevolent energy.
Wu Xian backstepped to dodge the attack, as Black and White Impermanence stepped forward for joint enforcement.
Indeed~ scroll painting monsters were much stronger than ordinary otherworldly monsters.
Unfortunately, he faced Black and White Impermanence, the two yin commanders.
After some struggle, it was soon pinned down by the soul summoning banner and soul restraining chain, finally dropping a pig jawbone—quite creepy.
But Wu Xian could feel that the scroll painting monsters encountered so far were just small monsters.
The real large monsters were probably hidden at the outbreak point of the 【Death Mountain Town】 tragedy, though the background setting of Death Mountain Town wasn’t fully clear yet.
Only fragments from those “law-abiding citizens”.
It seemed like a small town “abandoned” by the gods, punished and cursed by the gods.
This showed the Death Mountain Town background had some depth, but in 【First Order Death Mountain Town】, it couldn’t condense the true behind-the-scenes BOSS, at most some small bosses.
“Really just horror puzzle-solving?”
Wu Xian was eager to investigate further.
Unknowingly, he had arrived at the dilapidated mansion of the town chief.
In the dilapidated mansion, corpses littered the ground, a gruesome sight, thick with yin energy and resentment.
But someone had clearly gotten here first; a giant centipede emanating dense death aura prowled the mansion, clashing with a gang of ferocious lost soul horse bandits.
It was Zhou Qi’s original scroll painting 【Netherworld Centipede】.
Seeing Wu Xian arrive, Zhou Qi immediately invited: “The scroll painting level of the Netherworld Centipede is still a bit low, together?”
Wu Xian didn’t comment, decisively leading Black and White Impermanence into the battle.
With a shake of the soul summoning banner, the lost soul horse bandits were clearly suppressed and affected, but a mysterious power bolstered them from within, their yin soul power extremely strong.
Like Zhou Qi’s Netherworld Centipede, Black and White Impermanence’s current “hardware” was still too poor.
They couldn’t fully suppress these lost soul horse bandits; even summoning Wasp Marshal to assist, it was still hard to suppress these tough lost soul horse bandits.
But the tougher they were, the more “value” these horse bandits had.
As expected, the high-quality materials from these horse bandits would be enough to reconstruct Black and White Impermanence to silver scroll.
Key was they rode horses underneath, so even Master Ma’s materials were there.
Fortunately, after putting the God of Wealth into the destiny divine diagram, it could be released directly without unveiling the scroll painting.
