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

Chapter 376 Braving the World of Fame and Fortune

Damn it, why?
Over the years, she went through countless hardships to finally seduce Zhao Jun, a member of a collateral branch of a prominent family.

What makes Xue Lingling, a village girl from a small county, so special?
In terms of looks, ability, and temperament, in what way is she inferior to Xue Lingling?
Just because she's from the founding family of the Necronomicon?

But how many years has the Xue family declined? They've long been squeezed out of the core circle by other aristocratic families.

No, the Xue family never rose to prominence at all.

Senior Qin was completely baffled and grew angrier the more she thought about it. At that moment, jealousy made her unrecognizable.

"No rush, let's observe him further." Zhao Jun frowned and pondered, "I have a feeling that something's not right about this kid."

They chatted and laughed as they entered the banquet hall.

The entire banquet hall exudes a high-end, sophisticated, and classy atmosphere. The carpets underfoot are made of genuine high-grade monster leather, which feels incredibly comfortable to walk on.

Wu Xian has now officially come into contact with the luxury of today's high society.

If it were him, he wouldn't be willing to turn those monster hides into carpets; it would be meaningless except for showing off.

Perhaps this is the difference between the upper class and ordinary people like them.

The banquet hall was already filled with guests, all dressed in suits, looking elegant and dignified. They exchanged quiet greetings and chatted amongst themselves in small groups.

The emphasis is on quietness and style.

As soon as Bai Shiqi arrived, he immediately attracted a lot of attention. "Those are all scions of prominent families from various martial arts schools. Should I introduce you to them?"

"No need," Wu Xian waved his hand and smiled. "You can go do your thing."

Bai Shiqi smiled knowingly and went to exchange pleasantries with the group of scions of prominent families.

Xue Lingling muttered to herself, "See? The front hall and the back hall are clearly separated. Zhao Jun and Senior Sister Qin are only fit to wander around in the back hall. Those who can enter the front hall are all direct descendants of prestigious families."

"Are we really that clear about the distinctions?" Wu Xian asked in surprise. "What if we absolutely have to go to the front hall?"

"Naturally, you'll be met with sarcastic remarks and veiled sarcasm from the direct descendants of powerful families, enough to make you blush and dig three feet into the ground in shame." Xue Lingling said with an air of deep understanding.

Wu Xian understood. "Who are they? I'll go and meet them."

"Why? There's no need for that," Xue Lingling quickly added, "They can play their games, we can play ours. I've seen through it all long ago."

“Got it, they’re all no good,” Wu Xian smiled calmly. “Then we’ll just attack them indiscriminately.”

Having said that, he put his arm around his master's slender waist and strode towards the front hall.

The moment they stepped into the front hall, the banquet hall became noticeably quieter, and all sorts of strange gazes focused on the two of them.

Xue Lingling felt a sense of helplessness, silently straightened her back, and prepared to have a show of arrogance with her obedient disciple.

Wu Xian acted as if nothing had happened, even appearing a bit like a country bumpkin visiting the city, curiously examining the drinks and food in the front hall.

Well, the buffets in the front and back halls are of different levels.

"This fruit is good, Master Sister, please try it."

He picked up a fruit, took a bite, and fed it to his master sister beside him.

"It's quite sweet." Xue Lingling praised happily after tasting it.

To be honest, it felt pretty good to barge in without any scruples. Before, she was only allowed to eat leftovers in the back hall, but now that she had tasted the fruit in the front hall, it tasted exceptionally sweet.

The two wandered around the front hall as if no one else was around, while Wu Xian silently observed the men and women around him.

Perhaps because they had traveled with Shiraishi before, these people haven't reacted yet.

They exchanged glances and inquired about Shiraishi.

"Brother Bai, those two... what kind of people are they? Are they juniors from your side?"

Bai Shiqi glanced at Wu Xian and the other man, and then realized the problem. "Brother Wu and Chairman Xue are not members of my Dengfeng Dojo, but I would like to have them join my Dengfeng Club."

Upon hearing this, the scions of various noble families became even more puzzled. "So, they're just country bumpkins who've never seen the world?" "Hmm, how can you talk like that?" Bai Shiqi frowned. "Both of you are my friends."

"Friends?" A young man in his thirties said sarcastically, "I heard that Brother Bai has good places to go but chooses to develop in that wretched place, Tianfeng Province. Could it be that you made friends there?"

"That's one way to understand it," Shiraishi Qi said noncommittally.

Perhaps it's because I've been in Tianfeng Province for too long, but now I suddenly feel a little out of place in this kind of setting.

Just then, Zhao Qinghe entered the room, nodding familiarly to friends from all sides, full of vigor and enthusiasm.

Upon seeing Wu Xian and Xue Lingling in the front hall, he froze on the spot, momentarily thinking he was hallucinating.

It's not surprising that the two came to participate in the Mechanical Dojo Invitational Tournament; what's surprising is that they actually showed up at Ma Tengyun's banquet.

what's going on?
Given the current size and level of the Underworld Club, how could it have established connections with Ma Tengyun, the young master of the club?
"Oh~ Isn't this Zhao Qinghe, the young master Zhao?" Wu Xian, with a sweet and sticky little cake in his mouth, looked at Zhao Qinghe in surprise. "What a coincidence, I can run into the young master Zhao everywhere I go."

"..." Zhao Qinghe's lips twitched for a long time, his expression shifting between light and dark.

After all, only Bai Shiqi knew about how he had been humiliated by Wu Xian back then.

If Wu Xian reveals this, how will he ever be able to survive in the industry again?
"Ahem, it is quite a coincidence," Zhao Qinghe's lips twitched for a while before he stiffly asked, "Would Junior Sister Xue like to come in?"

"Thanks to my senior brother," Xue Lingling joked, "the club is thriving now, and they're already preparing for the selection tournament for our Necropolis."

"..." Zhao Qinghe's expression froze again.

This scene also surprised the young men from prominent families in the front hall, who were all hesitant to make any rash moves.

It's one thing to know Bai Shiqi, but to know Zhao Qinghe as well is another.

That means these two people are indeed quite capable, but barging into the front hall so rashly is still somewhat against the rules.

In the back hall, Zhao Jun and Senior Qin were even more astonished and bewildered.

"I heard that Senior Brother Zhao's club is doing quite well now. We can exchange ideas sometime in the future," Xue Lingling continued with a mischievous smile.

"Definitely, definitely." Zhao Qinghe gritted his teeth secretly, unable to express his bitterness.

Shiraishi Qi secretly chuckled to himself.

Then, Zhao Qinghe suddenly noticed something was wrong and looked in astonishment at the groping hand from Wu Xian on Xue Lingling's waist.

what's going on?
Are siblings this close these days?

Then, filled with doubt and embarrassment, he walked over to Bai Shiqi and chatted with several friends in the industry.

Although it's not convenient for him to make things difficult for the two of them, he can have his friends in the industry do it.

Thus, through his art of language, the young men from prominent families were quickly inspired to fight.

"A fallen first-generation family? I thought they had some great background."

"Tsk tsk, it's truly rare to see a founding family that has managed to survive to this day."

"Let's go, let's go meet him."

Three talented young men, each holding a glass of red wine, walked toward Wu Xian and his companion with great interest.

Unfortunately, before the three could even begin to exert their strength, Ma Tengyun arrived at the scene with a cheerful smile, the [Divine Cabinet] floating behind him like a shadow.

Upon seeing Wu Xian and Xue Lingling appear in the front hall, a strange light flashed in his eyes. "This must be your sister-in-law, right? They are truly a perfect match."

He was being polite, but he simply couldn't understand Xue Lingling's ghost-like makeup and attire.

"Sister-in-law?!" Zhao Qinghe stared in astonishment.

After exchanging a few pleasantries with his friends, Ma Tengyun solemnly announced, "Oh right, we have a special guest today. Let's welcome her with applause, Her Highness the Goddess!"

(End of this chapter)