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

Chapter 356 The end is coming... um?

"Xian'er, oh Xian'er, you really are..." Wu Mingchang was at a loss for words.

Wu Xian smiled sheepishly, offering no explanation. "By the way, Grandpa, what do you think of my talent for physical cultivation? Have I reached the level of domineering power you possess?"

Although the path of tattooing and painting scrolls is not feasible, we can still achieve the same goal through the path of body cultivation.

After all, the orthodox body cultivation path allows for normal manipulation of various scrolls.

"So-so," Wu Mingchang commented, "His future limit should be around the seventh dan, but Xian'er's strengths don't lie in that area, so it's better to focus his main efforts on the scroll painting."

Is your physical training talent average?

No problem, I'll just get some Body Tempering Pills and Marrow Cleansing Pills later to improve things.

After all, health is the foundation of everything.

Speaking of elixirs, we must mention the king mushroom from Pocket Mushroom Farm.

Now that the old man has returned, it's time to arrange some methods to prolong his life.

"By the way, Grandpa, are you interested in tattoo scrolls?" Wu Xian asked enthusiastically. "To be honest, I've come up with some tattoo scroll ideas that would suit you. Would you like to give them a try?"

"Hmm?" Wu Mingchang couldn't help but become interested. "Xian'er also knows about tattoo scrolls?"

"It's about applying knowledge to other areas; I've also been involved in the research on the tattoo guy's side."

Wu Mingchang clicked his tongue and nodded, "However, Grandpa's divine tiger spirit has already been condensed, and his body refinement has reached a certain level, so it may not be able to perfectly match the tattoo scroll."

Upon hearing this, Wu Xian fell into deep thought.

After all, there are many restrictions on tattoo scrolls at present, and they may fail if they are slightly affected.

The [spiritual image] of body cultivation can also be seen as a kind of law network that has been integrated into the old man's body, which will inevitably affect the formation of the tattoo scroll.

"Can a person only possess one set of [Spirit Image]?" Wu Xian asked thoughtfully.

“That’s not it,” Wu Mingchang shook his head and said, “It’s just that condensing a spiritual image is not easy, and further improvement and refinement are even more difficult.”

As he spoke, his spiritual energy surged and hummed, condensing into a completely new set of spiritual energy circuits. The entire set of spiritual energy circuits resembled a giant dragon rising up, with bursts of dragon roars, exuding immense power.

Good heavens, the old man actually has a second set of psionic circuits, and he has already condensed a preliminary [spiritual image].

One dragon and one tiger, somewhat reminiscent of the Azure Dragon on the left and the White Tiger on the right.

“Speaking of which, the ancient starry sky you summoned today did give me a vague sense of spiritual resonance,” Wu Mingchang pondered. “Was that also one of your scrolls?”

“Yes, but I can’t make it yet. I can only summon a portion of its power using a corresponding lower-level scroll.” Wu Xian’s eyes flashed. “What, your spirit image has a similar aura to that power in the starry sky?”

“There are some similarities,” Wu Mingchang said, “but the aura emanating from that starry sky is clearly more complete and complex than my spiritual image.”

Upon hearing this, Wu Xian became even more excited, "What would happen if this scroll were tattooed on your body?"

"This... is hard to say."

"When my grandson finds suitable material, I'll give it a try for you?"

Wu Mingchang pondered for a moment and nodded, "We can give it a try."

During our subsequent casual conversation, we inevitably talked about some things from back then.

Although the old man no longer hid anything, he only gave a general description and did not reveal too many details.

It is said that he once organized a resistance army against the rule of the upper class, and with the covert participation of various parties, launched a grand "god-killing plan", which then failed.

"Never fought before?" Wu Xian couldn't help but ask curiously.

"I suppose so," Wu Mingchang said sadly, "plus some unexpected things happened later on."

"what's the situation?"

“Hmm…” Wu Mingchang pondered solemnly, “We can only say that our understanding of the upper world is incomplete, and the upper world is also divided into two layers, upper and lower. The real upper world is what they call the heavens.”

However, the people inside were clearly no longer human, or rather, a group of beings transcending the physical body. Wu Xian was secretly alarmed; there were even higher levels above them. "So, you were defeated by that so-called Heaven?"

“That’s right,” Wu Mingchang sighed softly, “From the current perspective, the four true gods of this world have already touched upon the power of the [Heaven].

Wu Xian then asked, "What about Ziyun City and Hongta City?"

“That happened later,” Wu Mingchang said quietly. “I know you’re eager to know the inside story and information about your parents, but now is not the time.”

"Is it also related to the heavens?" Wu Xian asked, taking a step back.

"Ah."

"So my parents died at the hands of the upper class, right?"

"Yes."

"That's enough." Wu Xian took a deep breath. There might be something more to it, but for him, knowing this was enough; nothing else mattered. "What kind of people are Mom and Dad?"

“You’re very talented, and I love you very much.” Wu Mingchang’s gaze lingered on her, “It’s just that some of the wild and outrageous ideas in my mind are too far-fetched.”

……

In the following days, Yaoyang City gradually returned to normal.

The general public had no idea what had happened; they only knew that the association and the military had besieged a powerful evil scroll painter. The outside world and the general public were unaware of what was happening in Yaoyang City.

The sun rose as usual, and everything functioned as usual.

However, the return of the old man Wu Mingchang left an indelible impression on Yang Zhizheng and other bigwigs in Tianfeng Province.

This also subtly changed their perception of Yaoyang City and Wu Xian.

North block, next to the small villa.

Wu Xian gave a portion of the LED light strip [Law Source Essence] to Third Master Xue for research and exploration.

As for the Black Axis [Achilles] and such, it has not been considered for the time being. After all, what he has is only a part of the "Achilles" source essence vein, and the divine power template of that upper-level man is itself a Frankenstein's monster.

Only the source material network related to "Achilles" in the underlying template is relatively valuable.

Furthermore, since the other party is using the underlying template of Achilles, it means that Achilles has already been created by someone else. Although it is not a perfect concept of Achilles, the copyright has been lost.

Even if Wu Xian were to create it again, it would be meaningless.

Instead, we could separate this LED strip and use it as material for other black rolls in the future.

"So, any progress? Any leads?"

Master Xue shook his head awkwardly, "I don't understand it at all."

"It's alright, just continue your research at your own pace, and perhaps you'll see some progress in the future."

Wu Xian wasn't in a hurry.

After returning to his home next door, the old man had already caught up with the old men from the shantytown and was in a slightly melancholy mood.

“Old Liu has been dead for half a month now,” Wu Mingchang sighed sadly. “If I could have come back a few days earlier, perhaps I could have seen him one more time.”

"Really?" Wu Xian couldn't help but feel regretful.

“But he died of old age,” Wu Mingchang said, taking it all in stride. “I just hope you can pull yourself together when your grandfather’s day comes.”

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Wu Xian said, both amused and exasperated. "With your build, it's a long way off."

But Wu Mingchang shook his head bitterly.

Upon seeing this, Wu Xian's heart tightened. "What do you mean? Don't tell me your lifespan is almost over?"

"Having lived a life full of excitement, it's already quite remarkable that I've managed to survive until now," Wu Mingchang did not give a direct answer. "Moreover, the path of body cultivation is bound to have its share of mistakes, which can lead to the depletion of one's lifespan."

(End of this chapter)