Chapter 87: It’s Really Out In The Open, Huh?
But Wu Xian didn’t think so.
After all, he had a share in this merit. It was fine for Master Sister to take it, but he was unhappy about some second-generation ancestor inexplicably taking it instead.
With a slight movement of thought, strands of Aura of Wealth dispersed from his body and vanished.
Still not satisfied after that, he dispersed another wave of Aura of Wealth before feeling content.
Disgusting, I’ll disgust you to death!
Then, he discussed some special conceptual methods for 【Natal Flying Sword】 with Xue Lingling, opening up her thought process greatly and making her excitedly start trying them out.
Wu Xian silently left the President’s Palace and, after confirming no one was around, returned to the Five Dimensions testing room.
With anticipation, he placed the God of Wealth Scroll inside.
Ding!
The testing process was quite lengthy, but he ultimately got the result he wanted.
【Xuantan True Lord – Zhao Gongming】
Color: 135（Natal Bonus+30）
Detail: 140（Natal Bonus+30）
Charm: 158（Natal Bonus+30）
Art Style: 151（Natal Bonus+30）
Overall: 160（Natal Bonus+30）
“Natal Bonus?”
Wu Xian was secretly surprised. Did that mean the five dimensions attributes of Ancient Scroll Painting had special bonuses?
A thirty-point bonus for each attribute, exactly corresponding to three Life Marks.
“Does that mean the bonus I brought to the God of Wealth?”
Wu Xian thought pensively, stored away the God of Wealth Scroll, and then deleted the testing record.
He made his way back to the North Street District Small Villa.
First thing, he logged into the Big Shot Forum and posted an inquiry: 【I tested the five dimensions of Ancient Scroll Painting today and discovered the existence of Natal Bonus. Does Ancient Scroll Painting have other characteristics?】
As soon as the post went out, several big shots came sniffing around, clearly having set up post notifications.
Four Generations Under One Roof: “Natal Bonus? +10 five dimensions per Life Mark, max level adds a hundred points.”
Old Zhou of Beihai: “Doesn’t the little senior already know? Why are you explaining?”
Four Generations Under One Roof: “What if the little senior doesn’t know yet?”
Savage Three Punches: “Making it seem like you~!”
Yang Wudi: “The biggest feature of Ancient Life-bound Scroll Painting is that it can directly absorb Spiritual Substances for improvement. Additionally, Life-bound Scroll Painting has uniqueness and cannot be made into Original Copy, Instance, or Rubbing.”
Arrogant and Unable to Withstand Me: “It’s said that condensing Destiny Divine Diagram is also much easier.”
Old Zhou of Beihai: “Most importantly, the Blood-Colored Life Scroll can be absorbed back into the body.”
Four Generations Under One Roof: “Exactly, that’s also the most powerful aspect of Ancient Scroll Painting! But the premise is having at least one Life Mark; the more Life Marks, the better the absorption effect.”
The last characteristic made Wu Xian’s scalp tingle.
He left a thank you and immediately logged out of the forum.
Then, with a slight movement of thought, he held the God of Wealth Scroll in his hand, feeling the soul kinship and bloodline connection from the Blood-Colored Life Scroll, his heart pounding nonstop.
“It can be absorbed back?”
He took a deep breath and tried to absorb the power from the Blood-Colored Life Scroll.
Sure enough, strands of golden-red soul blood qi flowed along his arm and seeped into his whole body.
In the Sea of Consciousness Divine Diagram, the God of Wealth’s Divine Diagram suddenly opened its eyes, with sharp light piercing through the Sea of Consciousness void.
Waves of majestic power inherent to the god surged within his body—that was the power from the God of Wealth Scroll.
With a movement of thought, a familiar Black Tiger emerged beside him, acting like an obedient cat enjoying his strokes.
With another movement of thought, the familiar Steel Whip and Gold Ingot appeared in his left and right hands.
He stepped in front of the mirror.
He was already wearing the God of Wealth suit, red robe and golden armor, with Aura of Wealth and Treasure Light swirling around his body. Just without the black face and thick mustache, still keeping his own appearance—like a young version of the God of Wealth.
The spiritual power in his body turned into mana, and mental power into spiritual sense, though this power was still not so “perfect.”
“It’s really… Wu Xian, courtesy name Gongming?”
Wu Xian swallowed hard, his heart unable to calm down for a long time.
The world in his eyes had also changed from before; everything seemed to have strands of Aura of Wealth flowing through it.
It took a long time before Wu Xian calmed down.
The power around his body receded, and strands of golden-red soul blood qi reformed into the God of Wealth Scroll in his hand.
“It seems I need more physical training.”
God of Wealth Possession meant he was controlling and using the God of Wealth’s power himself.
The stronger he was, the better he could wield the God of Wealth’s power.
If combined with Old Master’s spiritual power utilization cultivation technique, the effect was unimaginable.
He trained with weights until night before starting spiritual power cultivation.
During cultivation, there was movement from the Night Roaming God side, but unfortunately it was just a few Abyssal Monsters prowling in the night.
After sending the location to Du Yifan to handle, he peacefully continued his own cultivation.
Then, a surge of Aura of Wealth came, surprising and delighting Wu Xian.
His phone popped up with a transfer message from Master Sister.
Good grief, a full fifty million.
“Zhao Qinghe’s hush money?” Wu Xian hurriedly inquired. “This much?”
“Multiple my ass,” Xue Lingling said irritably. “This merit and resume are worth more than a hundred million. Your brain is better than your master’s—see if you have any thought process to push 【Death Mountain Town】 up another level.”
Wu Xian laughed wryly. “Right, Master Sister, can you find a way to take me to other Scroll Painting Instances of the Association? I want to collect materials for another set of Divine Diagram.”
“Sure, First Order Instance one thousand Spirit Crystals per time, Tier 2 two thousand, Third Order three thousand. You paying?”
“So expensive?”
“This is already a friendship price. Several elders in the Association really dote on me.”
Wu Xian’s eyes turned, and he suggested, “A wave?”
“Sure, which Scroll Painting Instance do you want to go to?”
“No rush to decide until we get to the Association.”
“Alright,” Xue Lingling nodded. “Right, tomorrow the Wang Family’s young master is coming to our club. This is a little moneybag; we can’t let him come for nothing.”
Well then, Master Sister indeed saw eye to eye with him as a hero.
…
The next day, Ghost King Club.
Members who finished the Bubble Match gathered early, giving Wang Xiaocong a simple welcoming ceremony.
It made Wang Xiaocong thrilled.
“Haha, we’re all family from now on,” Wang Xiaocong greeted everyone cheerfully. “I prepared some small gifts for everyone before coming; each person has one.”
With that, he pulled out a bunch of exquisite small boxes from the Spatial Bracelet.
“Whoa, Spiritual Cakes?” Xue Qingyang opened a box and exclaimed in surprise. “Young Master Wang is generous!”
The other club members all beamed with joy.
What they called Spiritual Cakes were actually bite-sized Spiritual Medicines, with effects similar to 【Spiritual Energy Amplification Fluid】, but much milder in medicinal properties than Amplification Fluid. One piece could maintain the effect for a day.
However, production volume of this stuff was low and not easy to buy.
In Yaoyang City, only the Wang Family’s shops sold it.
“If anyone has any difficulties in the future, you can tell me,” Wang Xiaocong said with a light smile. “I’m not talented, just got my Apprentice Scroll Painter Certificate. If you need weapons, armor, or anything, come find me.”
Hearing this, everyone was secretly shocked.
Only then did they realize Wang Xiaocong had joined the club as a “Special Contract Scroll Painter.”
The welcoming ceremony ended, and the crowd dispersed, each going about their business.
Idle Wang Xiaocong soon latched onto Wu Xian and Xue Lingling.
“President, Vice President, where are you off to? Is there some activity?” Wang Xiaocong asked eagerly.
Wu Xian and Xue Lingling exchanged a glance, their eyes flickering.
They hadn’t planned to mooch off this young master right away, but the young master came over himself.
“I’m taking my good disciple to the Association’s Scroll Painting Instances,” Xue Lingling hesitated. “Your strength is still a bit lacking right now; not quite suitable.”
“President, don’t underestimate me. I’m pretty strong now,” Wang Xiaocong said confidently.
