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

Chapter 25 This woman is poisonous!
This woman is undoubtedly the strongest person Wu Xian has ever seen!
Fortunately, the God of Wealth is currently in the form of a painting spirit. The other party can only judge the approximate rank and level of the painting spirit through its aura and spiritual fluctuations, but cannot see the existence of the blood-red life axis.

“It’s a pity it’s not my style,” Xue Lingling said, sounding somewhat disappointed. “Otherwise, I might consider having you become my follower.”

Wu Xian feigned regret and dejection, secretly muttering to himself.

Is this not your style?

What kind of tune is it?
A dark, supernatural vibe? The kind that's more supernatural the better?

Xue Lingling ignored Wu Xian and turned to look at the panicked crowd, a wicked smile playing on her lips. "Very scared, very terrified, aren't you?"

The crowd thought they had encountered a savior, and they hurriedly knelt down to beg for protection.

“Hey~ this is nothing,” Xue Lingling said, looking like she was enjoying the show. “The worst is yet to come. Once the dimensional mirage appears, it will take at least ten days to half a month, and it will become more and more dangerous as time goes on.”

Upon hearing this, the crowd grew even more frightened, and their cries for prayer and kneeling grew louder.

At first, Wu Xian thought Xue Lingling wanted to win people over and make them more obedient to her commands.

But Xue Lingling's next sentence left him speechless.

"Begging me won't help. I'm trapped here and can barely save myself, while your good days are yet to come. Good luck to you all." Xue Lingling continued to create panic. "From now on, there will be more and more monsters and insects!"

After saying that, he stepped onto the mahogany coffin and prepared to leave.

They thought they had met a savior, but little did they know, the savior didn't care about their lives at all.

This completely shattered people's morale.

Despair and fear began to spread wildly, and an increasingly eerie atmosphere began to converge in this direction.

“Senior, what are you doing…?” Wu Xian asked stiffly.

Knowing full well that emotions can bring disaster, yet deliberately creating panic, isn't that just plain crazy?
"What, you have an opinion?"

Xue Lingling raised an eyebrow and calmly left.

Wu Xian stiffened and shut his mouth. He glanced back at the desperate and out-of-control crowd, shook his head and sighed softly before turning and leaving.

Although I have the heart to save lives, meddling in everything will only make me sink deeper into the mire.

Not long after they left, a sinister and terrifying aura indeed appeared behind them.

Luckily, I ran away in time.

But the next second, Wu Xian was dumbfounded again.

Suddenly, the woman from the underworld returned, looking towards the crowd with shining eyes and drooling with desire.

"..."

Only then did Wu Xian understand the underworld woman's intentions.

This is blatantly using refugees as monster-slaying tools!

I'm outta here, this woman is dangerous!

Moreover, he was definitely no match for that woman, and it would be troublesome if he were targeted.

On the way back.

They happened to run into the mother and son from before, and gathered around them more than ten refugees, thanks to Wu Xian's painting.

"Don't be afraid, everyone. As long as we escape to the city, we'll be safe." The emaciated mother clutched the folded paper Wu Xian had given her tightly, comforting the equally pitiful people around her.

Wu Xian's sudden appearance surprised and delighted his emaciated mother. "My lord, you're back?"

“Yes,” Wu Xian nodded indifferently, “The shantytown has been sealed off and isolated. Those who cannot leave should go back.”

These words shocked and puzzled the fleeing crowd.

Those who refused to believe in the superstition abandoned the mother and child and continued onward, eagerly becoming tools for the underworld woman to fight monsters.

Only the mother and son chose to believe Wu Xian.

"Don't worry, just go home. As long as you're not afraid, those monsters can't do anything to us," Wu Xian calmly reassured. "With my painting here, most monsters won't dare to come near you."

The emaciated mother heeded Wu Xian's advice and obediently turned back.

Wu Xian fought his way back to the shantytown, only to find that the area was in complete chaos. Strange creatures and insect monsters could be seen wreaking havoc everywhere, a truly horrific sight, which explained why people were frantically running away.

Of course, there are also many spiritual cultivators who are protecting their homes and actively fighting back.

"Huh, there's an aura and fluctuation emanating from that scroll over there!"

Curious, Wu Xian headed towards the direction of the fluctuations and soon saw three young spirit masters suppressing monsters in the shantytown. They were all wearing defense team uniforms, clearly sent by the authorities to stabilize the situation.

One of them looked somewhat familiar; it was the young military officer named Du Yifan from before.

He was controlling a strange humanoid spirit, its body pieced together from broken sword blades. Sharp sword fragments were grinding monsters like a meat grinder, while he desperately organized the rescue of the people. "Everyone go back, don't wander around. We're here, so don't worry!"

"The true spirit of the shattered sword?"

Wu Xian examined the painting spirit with great interest; it was definitely a high-end item that ordinary people couldn't afford.

In comparison, the scrolls of the other two military officers are rather ordinary.

One is a Wind Elemental Spirit (a type of Elf), and the other is a Laser Guardian (a type of Mechanical). While they aren't exactly common, they're not exactly high-end either.

Fortunately, its quality and level are decent, making it easy to deal with some ordinary monsters.

However, the current situation in the shantytown is clearly giving the three of them a major headache.

People in a state of panic are hard to listen to and hard to calm down.

With three military officers around, the safety here was basically guaranteed. Wu Xian was too lazy to meddle in other people's business. He turned around and headed back home, clearing out some monsters along the way.

Along the way, we basically didn't encounter any elite-level monsters.

The God of Wealth's thunderous magic struck them all without them making a sound.

The Zerg monsters were practically a delicious meal delivered right to the Chicken King's doorstep.

Before anyone knew it, the God of Wealth had successfully been promoted to a three-star painting spirit.

"Strange, these monsters that have invaded from the dimensional mirage seem to provide more experience energy?"

Wu Xian gradually noticed the abnormality of the dimensional mirage monster.

These monsters not only offer higher experience points, but the materials they provide after death also have a higher spiritual energy fluctuation than those from monsters in the same level dungeon. Even the spiritual substances inside the materials are purer.

Thinking of the underworld woman's behavior of using refugees as monster-slaying tools, Wu Xian pondered to himself.

"Go away, all of you, go home and don't wander off!"

A series of curses and swears came from not far away.

Upon closer inspection, I was surprised to see a familiar figure with a face covered in pockmarks.

"Zhang Mazi?!"

At that moment, Zhang Mazi's body was filled with a faint spiritual light, as if he were possessed by a war god. He easily smashed the insect monsters one by one, and told the neighbors to obediently go back indoors and not to run around.

He was accompanied by several young men who collected garbage, as well as a handsome young man, about sixteen or seventeen years old, who had already awakened his talent for spiritual energy cultivation and possessed first-level spiritual power cultivation.

The young man clumsily controlled a dark-type painting spirit, the Shadow Wolf, to fight against a level one ghostly monster, easily subduing it.

Encouraged and cheered by Zhang Mazi and his companions, they fought with increasing ferocity.

"Tsk tsk, as expected of the [Shadow Wolf] at the Bronze Axis Two-Star level, its power is truly extraordinary!"

"Are you kidding? It's one of the highest-rated flagship scrolls in the Shadow faction, and it's a dungeon. How could it be ordinary?"

“Our boss is really willing to spend money. I’ll save up a share for my kid too.”

"Unfortunately, none of my family members are any good; none of them inherited my spiritual energy cultivation genes."

The next second, the majestic Shadow Wolf seemed to sense something and became wary and fearful.

Just as the group was wondering what was going on, they saw a figure riding a rooster coming toward them.

boom! boom!
The majestic and powerful humanoid spirit beside him unleashed two bolts of lightning, easily annihilating the two second-tier monsters.

Zhang Mazi and his companions were stunned and speechless, their expressions strange, while the handsome young man looked shocked and adoring.

(End of this chapter)