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

Chapter 363 Master Sister's New Idea
"Oh dear, what should we do?"

Tang Beng couldn't help but feel nervous. Although he had the Guardian Chicken King and the Divine Tiger with him, the Silver Axis Chicken King and the Divine Tiger were no match for those rat-men bandits who were related to the True God.

"What's the panic? I'm here for you." Wu Xian smiled calmly.

The reason they weren't in a hurry to make a move was to see just how strong these rats from the elven realm really were.

Judging from the current situation, the Sky Emperor Spirit's "planning" is really not very good.

It's normal to have some personal motives when "planning," but everything should be done in moderation; you can't just do things recklessly.

If he continues down this path of recklessness, the elven world will collapse sooner or later.

Ouch——!
The tiger beneath the God of Wealth let out a roar that reverberated throughout the mountains and forests.

The rat-men bandits below suddenly felt a tightness in their anuses and their hair stood on end. "Boss, what a terrifying tiger's roar!"

“It is a bit scary,” the leader of the ratmen said with some apprehension. “But don’t be afraid. The tiger clan doesn’t care about our few pieces of meat. Let’s take down these cat scrolls first and let our brothers have a good meal.”

No sooner had he finished speaking than thunderclouds suddenly gathered overhead.

A bad feeling welled up in the rat-man bandits' hearts.

boom! boom! boom!
The lightning bolts rained down from the sky, and even though the ratmen bandits kept dodging and weaving, they couldn't completely avoid the dense electric current. One by one, they were electrocuted, black smoke billowing out, crying out for their parents.

"You despicable humans, stop right now! Do you know who we are?"

"Kill us, and you won't leave the Elf Realm alive!"

"Waaah, please, human brother, all my fur has been burned off."

Seeing this, Tang Beng breathed a sigh of relief and silently put down the mechanical plasma cannon he had just picked up. "It still has to be you, Xiao Xianzi."

Wu Xian waved his hand slightly, concealing his merits and fame.

"Just how many powerful scrolls does Little Wu have left?" Miao Youyou thought with a hint of alarm. "The aura of this painting spirit is probably approaching that of the jade scroll, isn't it?"

"Just a gold medal, maybe they have a good foundation," Wu Xian replied casually.

Judging from the spiritual fluctuations of the scroll, the God of Wealth in my birth year is still associated with the Golden Scroll.

However, its overall combat power is far superior to that of ordinary gold scrolls, and even ordinary jade scrolls may not be a match for the God of Wealth.

Especially after recently connecting with the God of Wealth himself and becoming a "netizen," the God of Wealth's various abilities and power of laws seem to have been greatly enhanced.

However, this improvement is not visible in the five-digit ratings or panel data.

"I wonder how the painting you commissioned from Little Wu is coming along?" Miao Youyou asked casually.

"I don't have any inspiration right now."

"Okay." Miao Youyou said with a hint of regret.

Little did they know, Wu Xian's inspiration was already readily available; the reason he said he didn't have any was simply because he felt the time wasn't right.

As they were talking, all the rat-man bandits had been dealt with.

The space restrictions on the Luo Feng were lifted, and it set sail again.

"You know what, the materials from these gods' relatives are actually quite valuable." Wu Xian joked with the others as he sensed the spiritual components in the rat-man bandit materials.

The previously scarce spiritual substance of "space" can now be found within the bodies of these rat-like monsters from the elven realm.

Although the quantity is not as much as that of space minerals, the sheer number of rats is overwhelming.

“Many space devices and storage containers are now starting to drop in price,” Miao Youyou said with a smile. “In a way, this is a benefit to human society.”

Everything has pros and cons.

While the appearance of the true god has had a tremendous impact on human society, it has also brought many benefits.

"Hahaha, I've succeeded!"

Just then, a wave of energy, reshaped and gathered from the laws of heaven and earth, suddenly rippled out from the direction of their master sister, who was engrossed in her research. Everyone turned around and saw that the [Destruction Ghost Emperor] had been summoned to Xue Lingling's side, except that there was now a small necromancer mouse on its shoulder.

"Wow, this idea is really feasible?" Tang Beng exclaimed in surprise.

Wu Xian was also surprised by this result.

It is said that for every policy from above, there is a countermeasure from below.

Have they inadvertently found a way to deal with the "Four Gods Ban"?
“It’s not that simple,” Xue Lingling pondered. “First of all, adding other styles to the existing scroll is not easy, and it can easily cause confusion and weakening of the original concept.”

Furthermore, not all scrolls undergo such additions and modifications.

"Why is that?" Tang Beng asked, puzzled.

"Take my Ghost King series for example, it seems that only the Destruction Ghost King is a suitable addition to the Elf style." Xue Lingling said with a hint of confusion, "I don't know the specific reason."

Others were unaware, but Wu Xian vaguely guessed something.

In other words, within that unknown mythological system of the underworld military, it is quite possible that the Demon King, a general under the Demon Emperor, actually kept a small pet.

However, the natives of this world were unaware of the existence of a "standard answer".

For them, all the scrolls today are the result of the scroll painters' gradual refinement and conception.

"Does this little rat, the Destruction Demon King, have any fighting power?" Wu Xian asked curiously.

“Of course there are,” Xue Lingling said proudly. “They’re probably similar to your Leopard Tail General, specifically designed to deal with the spirits of beasts.”

Wu Xian suddenly realized.

They are roughly equivalent to the "military dogs" of the underworld army, helping the Destroyer King deal with and suppress certain special types of dead souls.

"So I was thinking, could the characteristics and abilities of other Yin Generals also be added to other Ghost Emperors in this way?" Xue Lingling's beautiful eyes sparkled, and inspiration struck.

"Makes sense!"

Wu Xian deeply agreed, once again appreciating his master's sister's talent for painting scrolls.

The underworld has specialized staff to deal with all kinds of dead souls, and the military should also have different specialized units.

Therefore, Master Sister's idea is very reasonable and entirely feasible.

The subsequent journey through the Elf Realm became nothing more than a personal showcase for the Destroyer King.

Rodents are already considered "superior beings" in the spirit world, and with the added blessing of the Eight-Star Golden Scroll of the Destroyer Demon King, dealing with ordinary monsters in the spirit world is a piece of cake.

Time flew by, and the Luo Feng had been sailing in the Elf Realm for half a day.

Miao Youyou glanced at her map and route map, looking puzzled: "You're going to go through the dimensional rift of the Snow Spirit Kingdom?"

"Is there a problem?" Wu Xian and the other two asked, puzzled.

"As far as I know, there's internal strife and war going on over there. It's best to avoid that area," Miao Youyou said solemnly.

"War?" Wu Xian and the other two were shocked.

“It’s not just Xueling Kingdom. Influenced by the Four True Gods, coups and rebellions are breaking out all over the world, just to varying degrees,” Miao Youyou said solemnly. “Xueling Kingdom is one of the most chaotic regions.”

Upon hearing this, Wu Xian and the other two also became serious.

Although I've heard that things have been quite turbulent around the world lately, I haven't learned much about it.

Just like the people of various countries in the past, most people only care about their own little plot of land, or even only about their own interests.

How many people truly care about and pay attention to the world situation?
"How did Miss Miao know about this?" Wu Xian wondered.

Miao Youyou chuckled, "Our Miao family's intelligence system is quite capable. If little Wu wants to buy intelligence in the future, he can come to his older sister!"

(End of this chapter)