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

Chapter 350 People are worse than dogs
"What's going on? It seems that your side is isolated from the world by some kind of force, and even I cannot see through it," the Azure Tree King asked in confusion.

"The reason for the Jianmu tree?" Wu Xian guessed.

"No, with the current power of the Jianmu tree, it is not yet possible to achieve that level," the Azure Tree King stated firmly.

Upon hearing this, Wu Xian vaguely understood something.

I was just wondering what the big shots were delaying for, but now it seems they are trying to isolate and blockade Yaoyang City in some way.

To prevent the man from tipping off his superiors.

“A high-ranking person has arrived, and a group of them are organizing a hunt,” Wu Xian replied casually.

"An upper-class person?" The Azure Tree King exclaimed in surprise, "There are actually upper-class people who dare to come down?"

"It's like they're carrying out some important mission."

The Azure Tree King pondered for a moment and said, "Do you need any help? Although I cannot directly intervene, I can still provide you with some support through the Jianmu tree."

"You just need to make sure the Jianmu tree doesn't fall," Wu Xian pondered.

“Okay.” The Azure Tree King understood.

A wisp of life quietly seeped through the divine mark on the Jianmu tree and took effect on it.

This made Wu Xian feel much more at ease.

Although Jianmu is strong, it is still only a gold scroll, and it is still very likely that it will be defeated by that upper-level man.

If Jianmu falls, Yaoyang City will definitely not be able to withstand a major battle of this magnitude.

As the divine image of the man on the upper level rose from the ground, Wu Xian was surprised, but even more curious.

Especially the LED-like light strips on the upper-class men's bodies were quite peculiar, clearly the core source of their power.

"Boy, you have offended the heavens! You are all doomed today!"

Wang Zhi, disguised as a snow mastiff, relentlessly chased after Wu Xian.

He had thought that Wu Xian's appearance would inevitably cause him to fall out of favor, but the current situation rekindled his hope.

How dare these people defy the heavens?
In this way, Wu Xian would not have the chance to be a dog.

And he, Wang Zhi, will still be his owner's most beloved dog, happily wagging his tail!

"Go away, go away," Wu Xian sneered, "I don't talk to dogs."

As he spoke, Yu Juan Xiao Di Zi appeared, and nourished by wealth, his nine protective energies continued to expand, engaging in fierce battle with the snow mastiff god transformed from Wang Zhi.

boom! boom! boom!
The two sides were locked in a back-and-forth battle.

"Hmm?" Sensing Wang Zhi's power, Wu Xian was secretly shocked. "Is he this powerful after turning into a dog?"

The Snow Mastiff God, who was previously tortured to the point of death by Xiao Dizi, now possesses divine power after merging with Wang Zhi.

"Hahaha, it can only be said that you know nothing about the power of the heavens, yet you dare to defy them, how laughable!" Wang Zhi in his canine form laughed wildly. "Now that my master has initially modified the law template of the [Snow Mastiff God] into my body, I am now the divine dog of the heavens who controls the true power of the Snow Mastiff God. What do you have to fight me with?"

"Template? Modification?" Wu Xian's expression was strange.

So, are the so-called upper class actually controlling various powers through the laws of the scroll?
In other words, the power of that upper-class man should also have some kind of original template, but it is not yet clear what the specific template is.

"Feel the power of the heavens—!"

As Wang Zhi laughed wildly, a blizzard suddenly raged around them, and the extreme cold covered large areas of residential buildings with a thick layer of ice and snow.

sough!
A huge phantom image of the Snow Mastiff God appeared in the sky, its two icy fangs tearing towards Xiao Dizi.

Unfortunately, thanks to the protection of the Nine Qi, which were amplified by wealth, Xiao Dizi was unharmed.

"That's it?" Wu Xian asked mockingly.

"How could this be?" Wang Zhi asked, his expression filled with astonishment and uncertainty. "That defense could actually withstand the power of the heavens?"

He still can't figure out what exactly the protective layer on Xiao Dizi and Wu Xian was.

As Wu Xian dodged the frost attacks, he seemed lost in thought.

When the man above him first exerted pressure on him, he clearly sensed something strange. Now, after facing Wang Zhi head-on, this feeling has become even more pronounced.

Besides the protective aura of wealth, there seemed to be a faint, invisible, and peculiar power within me weakening the attacks of the higher-level divine forces. Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that this invisible power seemed to originate from the scroll within the [Underworld] realm.

At this point, the answer is obvious.

Merit!

The operations at the underworld outpost have unknowingly generated the mysterious power of "merit".

Realizing this, Wu Xian quickly manipulated the [Underworld] scroll to seal and accumulate this power.

I've finally accumulated this much merit, how could I possibly use it for something like this?

For defense, having wealth to protect you is enough.

Wang Zhi's relentless pursuit continued, but Wu Xian didn't want to waste time with him. "Hey, old dog Wang, haven't you forgotten how you lost last time?"

"?!" Wang Zhi was momentarily stunned.

Until they saw a burst of Buddhist light emanating from Xiao Dizi's body, and a blurry golden figure appearing behind him.

World-honored One Ksitigarbha!

To liberate all sentient beings from suffering!

"Ridiculous. I am now a noble being of the heavens, and the Snow Mastiff God is completely under my control," Wang Zhi said confidently, seemingly with a blind trust in the power above. "Your move is already... uh... damn it, how could this be?"

Before he could finish his boastful words, Wang Zhi vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

In his sea of ​​consciousness, the power of the Snow Mastiff Divine Mark, which was integrated with his soul, began to stir restlessly, seemingly vying for control of his body.

The struggle intensified, causing his face to contort wildly.

On the howling snow mastiff god, the lingering image of Wang Zhi's painful struggle would occasionally appear.

"Wow~ even the divine diagram's laws have been integrated into your soul?"

Wu Xian observed with curiosity, secretly marveling at the "inhuman" methods of transformation employed by the upper echelons.

In his view, Wang Zhi's soul transformation was not perfect; at least, the integration on Wang Zhi's side was not perfect, possibly because it was a recent transformation.

woohoo hoo...

The snow mastiff roared and struggled on the spot, its restless aura spreading in all directions.

Wu Xian leisurely flew to the side on his sword. With a slight thought, his natal God of Wealth appeared, and bolts of lightning struck Wang Zhi's soul remnant with precision, helping the Snow Mastiff God's will break free from the sea of ​​suffering.

After Xiaodizi activated the [World Honored One Ksitigarbha], he clearly revealed some of his Buddha-nature.

"You wretched creature, you're not even as good as a dog," Xiao Dizi said with a calm mockery.

Wu Xian observed everything and wholeheartedly agreed.

The dog in front of me vividly illustrates the saying: "Humans are not as good as dogs!"
At this moment, this superior divine dog, which appears to be a snow mastiff god, is actually Wang Zhi, a human.

"But speaking of which, why doesn't this old dog have those LED light strips?" Wu Xian wondered, "Is it because it's not high-level enough, or is the modification incomplete?"

After much thought, the latter seems more likely.

That kind of transformation can only be truly carried out after going to the upper echelons.

Moreover, Wang Zhi's side was clearly not afraid of Yaoyang City's distortion pollution, while the upper-level man's side was covered by a strange energy film from beginning to end, obviously to block the distortion pollution.

After the mysterious crossbow bolt shattered the energy membrane on his forehead, the upper-class man also showed obvious signs of "poisoning" on his forehead.

This shows that distortion and pollution pose a significant threat to the upper class.

"Ahhh... Impossible... How could this be? I am the noble divine hound of the heavens!"

Amidst the roar of the snow mastiff god, Wang Zhi's hysterical struggles were heard.

Gradually, the Snow Mastiff God's body also began to deform. A deformed human body, like a cicada shedding its shell, forcibly separated from the Snow Mastiff God's painted spirit body.

Looking at the deformed old dog, Wu Xian couldn't help but feel a chill.

(End of this chapter)