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

Chapter 366 The Anomaly of the Two True Gods

"So she's a friend of the Mechanical Saintess. No wonder she exudes such extraordinary qualities."

Yang Wudi and others clearly placed a higher level of importance on Xue Lingling.

The outside world may not yet be aware of the mechanical saintess's excellence, but the leaders of various dojos have already learned some inside information in advance.

Therefore, being invited to this grand event by the Holy Maiden Tang Tiaotiao clearly means that she has something special about her.

Little did they know, Xue Lingling was the one most distant from Tang Tiaotiao among the three.

"You flatter me, seniors," Xue Lingling said with a humble smile. "What guidance do you have for me?"

"It's not really about giving us guidance," Yang Wudi waved his hand and said, "We might need the young lady to give us some pointers."

Xue Lingling was flattered and said, "This junior is not qualified to instruct you seniors."

“No problem, no problem, the accomplished are my teachers,” Yang Wudi said without hiding anything. “To be honest, since the true god descended to earth, we gods have been considering developing our own necromancy system, but we have never been able to find a breakthrough.”

"Is the undead system really that difficult? With the abilities of those predecessors, how could they be stumped?" Wu Xian said, unable to understand.

Let alone these scroll painting masters, you can find one or two students making necromancy-themed scroll paintings in any random art studio.

"And who is this young friend...?" Yang Wudi asked hesitantly.

“This is my student, just call him Xiao Wu,” Xue Lingling introduced. “The person next to him is a special colleague from the Junior Club, specializing in mechanical engineering. As for the others, they are friends I met along the way.”

Yang Wudi and the others understood; they already knew something about the Miao women and didn't have a very good impression of them.

What truly piqued their curiosity were Wu Xian and Tang Beng.

"The young lady is already taking on apprentices at such a young age?" Yang Wudi joked.

"Make senior laugh."

Yang Wudi chuckled, then sighed and explained, "The difficulty lies in conceiving a necromantic scroll that fits the style of my capital city."

"I see." Xue Lingling and the others suddenly understood.

I do not quite agree with a group of scroll painters who pursue holiness and justice and want to find scrolls of the dead that conform to the elements of holiness and justice.

But coincidentally, there are Underworld Clubs everywhere here.

The other party was attracted over, clearly because they saw their master's sister's [Destroyer Demon King].

To put it bluntly, what the Divine Capital Dojo is actually seeking is a righteous god in the style of the underworld, not those powerful undead creatures on the market.

Take Wu Xian's Ten Kings of Hell system as an example. When King Qin Guang first appeared, he was accompanied by a dazzling entrance effect, making him an absolutely righteous and upright figure.

It's naturally incomparable to those flashy and cheap products on the market.

In comparison, the Destruction King of the Underworld Army is somewhat inferior in this respect.

"As you all know, the style of our capital city is extremely difficult to find a suitable idea for our 'Scroll of the Dead'," Yang Wudi sighed. "We still haven't found a suitable direction."

"Is it difficult?" Wu Xian asked, puzzled.

Although the underworld system is quite unique, in theory, the indigenous scroll painters should have been able to conceive of it.

Even if they don't reach the standard of the gods of the underworld, they can at least conceive of some similar beings.

"Please trouble the young one to remove the word 'ma'," Yang Wudi said in a somewhat unconventional way, not at all like a senior. "It's not difficult to just conceive a basic idea; the difficulty lies in the subsequent refinement and the perfection of the power."

You should know that the laws governing the dead, death, and resentment are inherently closer to darkness and evil. In the process of further refinement, a slight misstep could lead to deviation from the right path.

How easy is it to completely separate and distinguish these kinds of laws and regulations?

Moreover, during this process, it is also necessary to ensure the combat effectiveness of the entire undead conception. As he spoke, he casually took out two copper scrolls and unfolded them. Although he could not summon them, he could still make out their general outline.

"Take these two necromancy-themed scrolls I conceived, for example. Although they completely separate the laws of the dead and death, they also make the combat abilities of these two painting spirits... well... let's not talk about them."

Only then did Wu Xian and the others finally understand.

“However, I think this scroll of the dead seems to fit our ideas somewhat,” Yang Wudi changed the subject, bringing up Xue Lingling’s Destruction Ghost King. “So I’ve taken the liberty of asking you for some pointers.”

Xue Lingling smiled modestly and said after a moment's thought, "In my opinion, you went astray from the very beginning."

"Oh?" Yang Wudi and the others all perked up their ears.

“At least in the eyes of the younger generation, power itself is neither good nor evil,” Xue Lingling pondered. “The key is not power itself, but how it is used.”

Just like a weapon that is seen as ominous, it is evil in the hands of bad people, but in the hands of good people, it can be a powerful tool for pursuing justice.

I wonder if my seniors will understand what I'm saying?

Upon hearing this, Yang Wudi and the others fell into deep thought.

Wu Xian silently gave his master a thumbs up in his heart. He thought his master might not understand the key point, but he didn't expect her to get straight to the heart of the problem as soon as she opened her mouth.

That's right, the people at the Shen Du Dojo, who are used to pursuing sacred and light powers, have fallen into this kind of "biased" misconception.

The so-called Great Way is without emotion.

All laws of power are part of the laws of heaven and earth, and there is no distinction between good and bad.

It's just that human subjective factors have labeled different laws of power with various tags.

"What you mean is that we shouldn't separate from and eliminate those dark and evil forces, but rather embrace and utilize them," Yang Wudi said thoughtfully.

“Exactly,” Xue Lingling nodded and smiled, “As long as you put enough effort into the background and concept setting, you can naturally create the kind of necromancer-themed scroll that your predecessors wanted to pursue.”

The group from Shen Du Dojo clearly couldn't change their mindset in the short term.

Once you get used to being a diode, it's quite difficult to switch back to being a normal person.

"Been taught a lesson."

Yang Wudi solemnly clasped his hands in a fist salute to Xue Lingling, seemingly having gained some understanding.

During the casual conversation, Rainbow Avenue led to the dimensional fusion zone between the Elf Realm and the Beast Realm.

As they were about to enter the Beast Dimension, Wu Xian glanced back at the direction of the Elven Fertile Land, a question lingering in his mind.

Strange, that "little simp" Kong Zhi Di Ling is actually able to resist coming to see his fairy sister.

That shouldn't be happening!

He deliberately kept the [Void Sun Rat] out along the way, just to annoy the Sky Emperor Spirit and see if he could get him to lift the ban on the Twenty-Eight Constellations.

Unexpectedly, the Sky Emperor Spirit managed to hold back.

Could it be that he's in seclusion or something?

Out of curiosity, Wu Xian deliberately tried to contact the Azure Tree King through the Jianmu Divine Diagram imprint in his sea of ​​consciousness to inquire about the matter.

However, they discovered that the Azure Tree King also did not respond.

what's going on?
Are the Four Great Gods really up to something big?

What about the crucial [Jianmu]? What happened to the promise of being able to deliver it anytime, anywhere?
It seems necessary to bring [Jianmu] back and raise it myself; it's not very convenient to leave it with someone else.

(End of this chapter)