Mythical Scroll Artist: Starting with the God of Wealth, Zhao Gongming

Chapter 101 Showing Pity and Tenderness? What is that?
"Is Sister Tiao going to the Mechanical Dojo?" Wu Xian asked in surprise.

"Quite clever," Tang Qingxuan teased. "With Jump's talent and aptitude, he will surely become a pillar of my Mechanical Gym in the future. Soon, Jump will come with me to the Mechanical Gym."

Wu Xian's expression was strange, and he roughly guessed the woman's purpose in coming.

Isn't this kind of drama a bit too melodramatic?
The key point is that his relationship with Sister Tiao is just a simple revolutionary friendship, right?

At least that's what he thinks, and Sister Jump probably thinks so too right now.

"Did you come to see me today on the Tang family's orders, or your own?" Wu Xian asked thoughtfully.

"Naturally, it's the Tang family's idea."

When Wu Xian saw her arrogant demeanor and the fact that she had come to see him in the middle of the night, he knew that this woman had acted on her own initiative.

"That shouldn't be the case. Let me call and ask."

Seeing Wu Xian take out his phone, Tang Qingxuan's expression stiffened noticeably: "Kid, I advise you to be careful. I don't care if you and Tiaotiao are childhood sweethearts or what, but Tiaotiao is not what she used to be. Stay away from Tiaotiao. It's better for you and for Tiaotiao."

No, their parents don't have any objections. Who are you?
"You'd better think this through. I'm not here to discuss this with you," Tang Qingxuan said with a grim expression.

Wu Xian's expression was strange: "By the way, are all the scroll painters at your dojo like this?"

I thought my master, Xue Lingling, was outrageous enough, but I never expected there to be someone even more outrageous.

Before even understanding the situation, they act all high and mighty, saying "I don't care what you think, I only care what I think," and start stirring things up.

It seems my master was right; those true scroll painters were indeed "different from others."

Especially the scroll painters at the various grand halls.

"What do you mean?" Tang Qingxuan asked, puzzled.

“It’s nothing,” Wu Xian said with interest. “Next, shouldn’t you throw me a bank card and tell me to stay away from Sister Tiao?”

Tang Qingxuan frowned. "As expected, they're no good! It seems I made the right decision to come today."

"What do you mean? You don't even want to pay?"

Wu Xian was stunned.

In domineering CEO dramas, at least they have to throw money at the enemy to force them to back down. But you, you're not even willing to spend money, are you?

"You think you're worthy?" Tang Qingxuan raised an eyebrow dismissively.

At this moment, she had already decided that Wu Xian was a scheming scumbag who was trying to climb the social ladder.

"I'm giving you two choices: either leave Jump Jump on your own initiative, or I'll help you to do it yourself."

Tang Qingxuan's face was cold, making no attempt to conceal his threatening intent.

"What if I don't choose any of them?" Wu Xian also lost his temper.

He wanted to see where this woman's arrogance and confidence came from.

It's a good opportunity to see the skill level of this so-called Taoist scroll painter, since Master Xue next door is there to back him up.

“I know you’re a scroll painter too,” Tang Qingxuan said with a mocking look in his eyes, “but I’ll show you the difference between scroll painters!”

As he spoke, a surge of powerful spiritual energy appeared above his head, revealing a mechanical divine image.

The moment Wu Xian saw the mechanical divine diagram, his expression turned strange.

Judging from the degree of refinement of the laws, he is far inferior to his master.

Is this the level of the scroll painters at the dojo?
When Third Master Xue from next door noticed the commotion, he came out of his room again, but he wasn't in a hurry to make a move.

"hehe."

As Wu Xian chuckled coldly, the scroll depicting the Five Gods of Wealth suddenly unfurled above his head.

The immense mental power instantly shattered Tang Qingxuan's mental pressure and pressed down on him.

Are you kidding me? Show off your mental strength to him?

"A divine diagram?" Tang Qingxuan exclaimed in shock, "I underestimated you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Xian released the God of Wealth and the Winged Fire Star Lord.

Don't waste words with her, just start fighting!
With a flap of its fiery wings, the Winged Star Lord unleashed a raging inferno that engulfed the heavens.

The God of Wealth raised his steel whip high, wielding thunder, while a black tiger roared beneath him.

Tang Qingxuan hurriedly released the two mechanical spirits from the divine painting to counter, their entire bodies encasing in a set of silver-white mechanical armor at a visible speed. "Overestimating yourself—!" Boom! Boom!
Two mechanical spirit cannons flew out, their energy blades slashing. The larger one was actually a scroll with a five-star gold axis.

The other one is the Silver Axis Five Star.

Unfortunately, the two mechanical painting spirits could only bully the lower-level Winged Fire Star Lord; they had no advantage whatsoever in front of the God of Wealth.

Protected by abundant wealth energy, no matter how fiercely Tang Qingxuan attacked, the God of Wealth and the Winged Fire Star remained unharmed.

"what?"

Tang Qingxuan was dumbfounded. Her attacks had actually been blocked?
Before she could figure out what that golden, protective energy was all about, the leading five-star [Mechanical War God] was already paralyzed by bolts of lightning.

If the scroll painting on the gold axis hadn't been so sturdy, it wouldn't have been able to withstand it at all.

Feeling the terrifying power of the lightning attack, Tang Qingxuan was horrified.

A gold scroll, an absolutely stunning gold scroll painting!

Moreover, it's not just any ordinary gold-coated scroll painting.

Just who is this kid? How could a scroll of this caliber exist in a remote and impoverished place like Yaoyang City?
The news said that this kid is a genius scroll painter who came from a shantytown.

What kind of international joke are you kidding?
Where would those people living at the very bottom of society in the shantytowns get the money and resources to study the scroll?

Before she could react, the charging mechanical warrior was sent flying by the humanoid scroll wielding a steel whip. The hard body was dented and fine cracks appeared.

Then it was contaminated by that strange dark red poisonous fire, which burned the mechanical war god's body wildly and could not be extinguished.

"Is this all the inner disciples of the Mechanical Dojo?" Wu Xian asked with a mocking laugh.

It seems that mechanical types aren't very effective in high-end combat.

"..." Tang Qingxuan's mentality collapsed. Her inner pride made it impossible for her to accept losing to a grassroots scroll painter from a small place. "Kid, don't be too happy too soon—!"

As he spoke, a dark blue energy sword materialized on the arm of the armor.

Whoosh!
Tang Qingxuan moved with lightning speed, heading straight for Wu Xian.

Little did they know, Wu Xian also possessed a strange layer of energy protection.

"Damn it!"

Seeing his attack blocked by the golden defense, Tang Qingxuan retreated in a close call. As his back armor changed, he fired six powerful cannonballs.

But then a cold, moon-like glint followed her retreating figure and attacked—it was a sword.

Before she could react, a bolt of lightning struck her.

boom!
The flying sword struck his chest armor, and he was hit as if by a tremendous force, slamming him to the ground.

Wu Xian rushed forward, his figure and flying sword intertwining, repeatedly knocking Tang Qingxuan, who was wrapped in battle armor, away and crashing down.

Boom boom boom...

Until the armor shattered and dissipated, a foot slashed down from mid-air, slamming it back to the ground.

After landing, he stomped on the bruised and swollen head and asked with a laugh, "Are you convinced yet, lady from the Mechanical Dojo?"

Tang Qingxuan instinctively tried to struggle to get up, but Wu Xian pinned him to the ground, his eyes vacant and blank, clearly in a dazed state.

"I'll spare your life out of respect for Sister Tiao," Wu Xian said calmly. "If Sister Tiao goes to your Mechanical Dojo in the future, I'll have to trouble you to take good care of her."

After saying that, he kicked the man to the other side of the street, shook off the dust, and calmly walked home.

But then he saw Third Master Xue next door looking at him with wide surprise, "You're quite something, kid!"

"It's alright," Wu Xian chuckled sheepishly, "but the mechanical engineering scroll is really not very good."

"Tsk tsk, stepping on a woman's face like that, you really don't know how to be gentle with women!" Third Master Xue leaned against the door frame, clicking his tongue in amazement. "But I like it, haha~!"

"Tenderly cherish women? What's that?" Wu Xian asked with a blank smile.

As a former married man, I've long since lost all interest in women.

Although my marriage in my past life was quite happy, wives can sometimes be really annoying.

It's the kind of annoying thing that drives you crazy, but the worst part is you can't even go crazy.

(End of this chapter)