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

Chapter 121 Master Xue's Unparalleled Eyesight
"Don't worry, Wu Xian is my precious disciple." Xue Lingling chuckled.

During the exchange of pleasantries between the two, Tang Qingxuan, Li Zhanying, and a few others gathered around.

Aunt Li Zhanying naturally cared deeply for and praised Wu Xian.

There was a clear sense of sarcasm between Xue Lingling and Tang Qingxuan, making the atmosphere somewhat awkward for both of them.

After exchanging pleasantries about the new mining area, Wu Xian hurriedly took his leave with Xue Lingling.

There's no way around it; it feels like if the two of them keep going on like this, they're about to come to blows.

"What? Weren't we having a good chat?" Xue Lingling said irritably.

"..." Wu Xian shook his head inwardly, "You have a grudge against Tang Qingxuan?"

"No, it's just that I don't like those aristocratic kids," Xue Lingling pouted. "Back when the new generation of the nine academies were studying together, I was treated like a nobody. Nobody looked down on me, and nobody wanted to talk to me."

Seeing her chatting so animatedly with that kid Zhao Qinghe makes me furious!

As Wu Xian sighed, he couldn't help but feel sorry for his cheap master.

Although his master spoke casually, Wu Xian could clearly sense the grievance in her heart.

A girl of fifteen or sixteen years old left her family early and went to the necromantic dojo that was full of rejection and malice towards her. No one respected her, no one wanted to be friends with her, and no one even wanted to talk to her.

At an age when she should be vain, she always wears a dark, gloomy makeup look.

Perhaps this is a kind of "protective coloration" in her heart?

“Actually, there’s no need to care about what others think,” Wu Xian said softly with a smile. “As long as you stay true to yourself and do your best, people will naturally see the brilliance that shines within you.”

Upon hearing this, Xue Lingling was clearly taken aback, and her gaze toward Wu Xian suddenly took on a different hue.

"Well done, my good disciple. No wonder your little girlfriend is so fond of you."

"..." Wu Xian's forehead went black. He had managed to muster a bit of seriousness, but Xue Lingling had instantly ruined it. "Can't we be a little serious?"

"Ugh~" Xue Lingling said with a hint of disdain, "It's clearly you who's being indecent."

Wu Xian was both amused and exasperated.

“But what my good disciple said is still very pleasing to the ear, hehe.” Xue Lingling’s sinister little expression suddenly turned sly. “Having such a caring and thoughtful disciple like you is quite nice.”

Wu Xian was speechless. What the hell is this "knowing when cold and warm" adjective?
"To be honest, I don't think you need to be so fixated on the Necropolis. It's such a crappy place, you might as well skip it."

"Then wouldn't the divine privileges passed down through generations of my Xue family be wasted?" Xue Lingling said irritably.

“It’s not like the Necromancer’s Guild is the only divine realm,” Wu Xian said with great interest. “With the Necromancer’s Guild in its current state, what future can that broken divine realm have? Why not quit that broken guild and work with my disciple? The two of us, master and disciple, can join forces to create a greater and more promising Necromancer’s Divine Realm.”

Xue Lingling, however, said with a wry smile, "Do you know how difficult it is to create and form a divine realm? It's not something that one or two people can handle."

"That's because they're not good enough, but I'm different." Wu Xian said with a hint of seriousness in his joke.

Xue Lingling shook her head and smiled, "Alright, I appreciate your kind intentions, disciple."

"By the way, how exactly do we set up the Divine Realm?"

"..."

Although Xue Lingling took his words as a joke, as something he said to make her happy.

But Wu Xian was serious.

On one hand, he couldn't stand the grievances his master sister suffered at the Ghost Dojo; on the other hand, his master sister's idea for the scroll painting was indeed destined to be with him.

Although he didn't know how powerful or awesome that so-called Realm of the Dead was.

But his future Netherworld God Realm is definitely more promising than that Destroyer God Realm!
After parting ways with Xue Lingling, he returned to the small villa in the North District.

Hearing the commotion, Third Master Xue from next door rushed over, looking mysterious and serious. "Boy, tell me the truth, did you really come up with this scroll system from your head?"

"What are you saying?" Wu Xian's expression was strange. "Could it be that it sprang from a stone?" But then he saw Third Master Xue take a deep breath, his eyes blazing, and he said solemnly, "These days, the more I delve into the laws and patterns behind your scroll, the more my scalp tingles."

Others may not be able to feel that kind of shock.

However, having studied the laws and their power for most of his life, he could discern some of their essence.

The harmony, perfection, and high level of the laws behind that divine diagram were absolutely the most powerful divine diagram laws he had ever seen in his life, without exception.

Upon hearing this, Wu Xian also became serious and began to re-examine Master Xue.

Only then did he realize that Xue Sanye, who was able to research and develop something like the synthetic divine power factor, clearly could not be viewed through the eyes of an ordinary person.

"I wonder what is so special about the laws governing this set of divine diagrams of mine?"

"It is so perfect and harmonious in every aspect that it is beyond reason, and can even be described as ingenious. It is not something that humans could conceive of," Master Xue said breathlessly, trying to express his feelings. "You may not understand what I mean, but once you learn my skills, you will naturally understand how I feel now."

Wu Xian wasn't stupid; Third Master Xue clearly saw the sophistication and extraordinary nature of his scroll design.

"To put it simply, in my opinion, your set of scrolls is something no human could conceive of," Master Xue said bluntly.

"If it wasn't conceived by humans, what else could it be?"

"God!" Third Master Xue uttered a single word with a complicated expression, muttering to himself, "If there really are gods in this world."

"..."

Wu Xian pretended to be calm and put on a speechless expression.

In reality, his heart was already in turmoil.

"Perhaps this is what people call the talent for painting scrolls?" Wu Xian tried to offer an explanation.

"A talent for painting scrolls?"

Master Xue fell into deep thought, and it seemed that this was the only way to barely explain it.

After all, Wu Xian in front of him was clearly not some kind of "god".

If we really want to explain it using the talent of painting scrolls, then how heaven-defying would this talent have to be to be considered reasonable?
If all the scroll-drawing talents in the world were to be allocated as one bushel, then this talent would occupy at least eight bushels, with other top scroll-drawing masters taking one bushel, and the remaining countless scroll-drawing masters sharing the last bushel.

Thinking about the earth-shaking changes in Yaoyang City today, this little guy in front of me seems to deserve that description.

Tsk tsk, what merits does my eldest niece possess, and what qualifications does she have to be the master of such a person?

Not long after, Master Xue left with a sigh.

Wu Xian was truly shocked by Master Xue's "eye for talent".

Putting everything else aside, this incredible "eye" alone was enough to give him a premonition that Master Xue might research something earth-shattering in the future.

This tiny city of Yaoyang is truly a place where hidden talents abound!
We then quickly produced and delivered some orders.

The nights were spent cultivating spiritual energy.

Although the boost from the [Laurel Tree] is strong, it is clearly not enough for him at the moment.

Today, the Tang family's exploration of new mining areas outside the defense line reminded him that perhaps he could find some mineral veins in the unclaimed lands outside the defense line that could enhance the laurel tree.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
"Hello, delivery guy!"

The knocking on the door early in the morning left Wu Xian completely bewildered.

"A package?" He opened the door with a strange expression. The delivery guy who often helped him send packages was standing in front of him. "Are you returning it?"

I took the package with some doubt. It was quite heavy, not like the weight of a single scroll.

(End of this chapter)