Chapter 67: Evil God Servant
“My disciple just had a villain break into the house and assault him, and he killed them in self-defense with all his might. He’s feeling a bit panicked and scared.”
Wu Xian concisely explained the situation.
“What?!” Xue Lingling in the video screen was startled and jumped, instantly sobering up. “Don’t panic, your master is coming right away!”
With that, she leaped out the window, stepping on the coffin board and rushing into the night sky.
“What about now? Are you safe? Are you sure the other party has no accomplices?”
Xue Lingling was wearing a set of Underworld-style pajamas that fluttered fiercely in the night wind, just like a female ghost.
“There probably aren’t any. It’s still relatively safe for now.”
“That’s good,” Xue Lingling breathed a sigh of relief. “By the way, where exactly in North Street District do you live?”
“North Street District, South Fourth Alley, number eighteen.”
“South Fourth Alley, number eighteen?” Xue Lingling was surprised.
Seeing Xue Lingling’s reaction, Wu Xian couldn’t help but feel puzzled. “What’s wrong? Is there something special about this house of my disciple’s?”
“No, it’s just that I didn’t expect you to live next door to Third Uncle.” Xue Lingling explained, “Don’t move around. Your master is coming right away.”
Seeing Xue Lingling hang up the phone, Wu Xian looked strange.
So that sloppy uncle next door was Xue Lingling’s Third Uncle?
Tsk~ Destiny is truly wondrous.
About half an hour later, a Yin Wind blew open the window from outside, and Xue Lingling leaped in. “Good disciple, are you okay?”
“I’m fine, I’m fine.”
After confirming that Wu Xian was unharmed, Xue Lingling’s gaze instantly locked onto the corpse. Her eyebrows furrowed slightly, as if she had noticed something. “Level Five Spirit Tamer? You killed him?”
“Good luck, extreme counter-kill.” Wu Xian gave a honest dodge.
Xue Lingling gave him a meaningful look but didn’t ask more. “How did you provoke someone like this?”
“Master Sister knows them?” Wu Xian was slightly startled.
“I don’t know them,” Xue Lingling said calmly. “But I can generally guess their origins. There’s evil residue in their body—typical Evil God Follower.”
“Evil God Follower?”
Xue Lingling was quite serious. “You should know that the painted spirits conceived by Scroll Painters aren’t necessarily righteous; they could also be some evil and bizarre existences. The Scroll Painters who conceive Evil God Scroll Paintings are naturally no good birds.
As for what kind of composition the Soul Divine Diagrams with Evil God backgrounds have, I probably don’t need to say more, right?”
Wu Xian was suddenly shocked.
Just like how they need to comprehend corresponding Law Power to improve their Divine Diagrams, Evil God-type Scroll Painters naturally sense Evil Power as well.
Similar to cult terrorists in a Scroll Painting World.
“What does the other party’s scroll look like?” Xue Lingling asked seriously.
“Like some kind of demon that could pull me into a hell-like illusory domain. Covered in tentacles and spikes,” Wu Xian described seriously. “It seems to be able to affect people’s mind and emotions too. I was cultivating at the time and suddenly fell into a state of despair, like having a nightmare. Luckily, I woke up in time.”
“Hmm, typical evil scroll ability,” Xue Lingling confirmed. “But I haven’t heard of this kind of scroll either. I’ll check with the Dojo later.
By the way, how did you provoke them?”
“No idea?” Wu Xian looked innocent. “Maybe related to the Dimensional Leak in Rat Alley District yesterday?”
Xue Lingling was puzzled. “What does it have to do with the Dimensional Leak?”
“You may not know…”
Wu Xian simply recounted what he had learned from the defense team.
“And this guy also said something about me meddling, so I guess it’s related to that monster modification criminal gang.”
“Monster modification? Artificially creating Dimensional Leaks?” Xue Lingling thought thoughtfully. “Creating panic to collect some kind of Evil Power?”
“Maybe.” Wu Xian wasn’t too sure either.
“Anyway, be careful recently. Although this guy acted on impulse, there might be other Evil God Followers coming to trouble you.” Xue Lingling reminded solemnly.
“Okay,” Wu Xian nodded obediently. “Should I move or something?”
“No need,” Xue Lingling shook her head with a smile. “I’ll tell Third Uncle later. With him watching over, it’ll be fine. But my Third Uncle has a reclusive personality and a weird temper—best not to disturb him unless necessary.”
Wu Xian nodded with a tsk. “Is your Third Uncle also a Scroll Painter?”
“No,” Xue Lingling said. “But Third Uncle is quite authoritative in pigments research—pretty impressive.”
“Oh oh.” Wu Xian was secretly curious.
“I’ll go to the Association to check,” Xue Lingling stored the Evil God Follower corpse into the Spatial Bracelet. “Evil God’s Claws appearing in Yaoyang City is no small matter.”
Wu Xian couldn’t help but ask curiously, “So how do you judge if a Scroll Painter is righteous or evil?”
“Those who do wicked things are the ones doing Evil God Scrolls,” Xue Lingling’s answer was simple and crude. “Normal Scroll Painters won’t improve themselves through heinous means.”
“Is that so?” Wu Xian said with a strange look. “Then last time in the shantytown…”
“…” Xue Lingling’s forehead went black. She snorted and raised an eyebrow. “Great-Grandmother has the ability to handle it—reasonably utilizing the Dimensional Mirage mechanism. Got a problem? Besides, if your master hadn’t suppressed the Trash Processing Plant in time, half the people in the shantytown would have died.”
Wu Xian was actually speechless.
He silently saw Xue Lingling off, feeling relieved inside.
Safety issue resolved, and the corpse problem solved along the way—Master Sister was somewhat useful.
“Evil God Follower?”
This gave him a whole new cognition of this world.
As the saying goes, in a big forest, there are all kinds of birds. Who among decent people would conceive Evil Gods?
Scroll Painters who can conceive evil painted spirits are no good people themselves.
Out of curiosity, Wu Xian specifically searched online for information on evil scrolls. It was basically a situation where everyone shouted to beat them.
The most important point was that catching evil Scroll Painters and followers and handing them over to the Association could earn considerable rewards.
“Oh!” Wu Xian slapped his thigh and called Master Sister again. “That… I saw online that catching Evil God Followers can get rewards? You must not forget.”
“You reminded me,” Xue Lingling’s eyes lit up on the other end. “I’ll split half with you later.”
“Master is righteous!”
…
The next morning, Xue Lingling returned in her pajamas.
“Here~ this is your reward.” Master Sister waved grandly, tossing out two hundred and fifty Spirit Crystals. “And a piece of Fine Quality Drawing Paper—your master doesn’t want it.”
Wu Xian happily pocketed the Fine Quality Drawing Paper and Spirit Crystals, feeling like he had found a way to get rich.
“What did the Association say?”
“They noticed early on, but these Evil God Followers hid very deeply,” Xue Lingling said. “No big moves yet—just occasionally causing some Dimensional Leaks. The disturbance at Mine Area No. 7 drying up the day before yesterday was a bit big.”
“…” Wu Xian felt secretly guilty and quickly changed the topic. “By the way, where do Evil God minions usually hide?”
“Right by our side,” Xue Lingling said. “But some famous evil Scroll Painters basically hole up in various other dimensions. As soon as they show up, they’ll be attacked by everyone.”
“Famous?”
“Wanted fugitives, naturally infamous.” Xue Lingling naturally saw through Wu Xian’s little scheme. “Don’t even think about it—those fugitives aren’t something ordinary people can handle.”
Wu Xian nodded obediently. Of course he wouldn’t be dumb enough to go after those fugitives, but catching some small fries was possible if the opportunity arose.
“Alright, the Bubble Match officially starts tomorrow. Pay more attention to our club’s development.”
“Okay.”
“If you have time, watch the matches. If you find players suitable for your set of scrolls, consider recruiting them to our club.” Xue Lingling put on her master airs. “But speaking of which, what the hell is with your debut pricing? Not making money anymore?”
“Uh,” Wu Xian scratched his head with an honest smile. “Wasn’t thinking of low price for reputation.”
“…” Xue Lingling was speechless. “But you can’t sell at a loss either?”
