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

Chapter 383 The Agent of the True God?
This scene was so awe-inspiring that it stunned not only online viewers but also members of various guilds present at the event.

"My goodness, am I seeing things?"

"This is... just some unknown club? Are you kidding me?"

"If you didn't know better, you'd think it was another necromancer's gym."

"Stop joking~ To put it bluntly, compared to this setup, the Necropolis is a bit lacking."

"Can anyone tell me what the background of this Underworld Club is?"

"Could it be an agent of the Abyss Demon Lord?"

"Hiss~ You know what~ You really have to believe it, probably only a true god could pull off such an earth-shattering spectacle!"

"What does this mean? The Mechanical Dojo has even invited the current god of the world to participate?"

"I've heard that the true gods of this world cannot reveal themselves at will, and most of the time they can only stay in their own territories."

"That's why we need an agent like this!"

"The name 'Key Underworld Club' sounds quite fitting for the great Grim Reaper of our time."

Upon hearing this, netizens were speechless.

Thus, everyone assumed that the Underworld Club was an "agent" force supported by the Abyss Demon Lord in the human world.

"Now that the Abyss Demon Lord's agent has arrived, will the agents of the other True Gods also come?"

"It's possible!" Many netizens secretly hoped.

Little did they know, the representatives of the four true gods were dumbfounded in the large army below.

Especially the family that "represents" the Abyss Demon Lord, as the representative of the emerging families in the current Four Gods version, even they have begun to doubt whether they are stepchildren.

The fact that they are being treated differently when they are both following the Great Abyss Demon Lord is too obvious.
No, we must ask the Abyss Demon Lord for permission when we get the chance! Waaah, we want to show off like that too!
On the viewing platform at the summit, the delegations from various guilds exchanged astonished glances, their eyes flickering uncertainly.

At first, they thought the Mechanical Dojo was deliberately trying to annoy them, but the next second they were stunned by the entire display of 100,000 ghost soldiers and several top-tier undead scrolls.

He immediately realized that this small club called the "Underworld Club" was not simple.

In particular, the several dojo delegations that did not know much about Wu Xian began to ponder the matter secretly.

Those from the martial arts academy delegation who knew Wu Xian had a different feeling.

For example, our lovely Undead Dojo delegation all had increasingly grim expressions, with Zhao Qinghe's expression being the most stiff.

Two days ago, the damage to the Divine Realm almost killed him, so the other families naturally couldn't help but make sarcastic remarks.

"Xue Lingling? Is this the club founded by the Xue family?"

The representatives of the other major families in the group were secretly alarmed.

Although they don't have any conflicts with the Xue family for the time being, the Underworld Club's actions really scared them to death.

After all, families within the same divine realm are naturally in competition.

They never took the Xue family, a family that had long been squeezed out of the market, seriously. After all, it's not easy for a family to rise again.

It would take several generations of effort to catch up with them.

But the situation before them left them dumbfounded.

What the hell?

That girl only graduated a year ago, right? This can't be real, can it?
It's like your potential rival was a harmless kid a year ago, but in the blink of an eye, he's suddenly become a muscular man, holding a Gatling gun, and giving you a harmless smile.

Are you panicking or not?
"Qinghe, haven't you been targeting that girl? Why did you let her..." The representatives of the major families looked at Zhao Qinghe in disbelief.

"Heh," Zhao Qinghe gave a stiff, bitter laugh, "I told you to get started as soon as possible, now you're in a hurry?"

"No...this...isn't reasonable?"

One of them suddenly realized something, "Could it be because of that Abyss Demon Lord?"

"Hiss~ I'm afraid so." "I should have thought of that sooner; the four true gods of this era are the biggest variable."

In their view, the Xue family's rise to power was too outrageous, and they couldn't think of any other possibility besides the Abyss Demon Lord.

But Zhao Qinghe knew perfectly well that the Xue family's outrageous behavior had nothing to do with the Abyss Demon Lord.

……

On the Holy Spirit Dojo side, Xu Cunxin's cold face was secretly moved.

Although she already knew that her master was ridiculously strong, today's spectacle still shocked her.

At the same time, I was a little worried that it might not be safe for Master to make such a big fuss.

"Little...Little Aunt..."

The Xu family members standing to the side were already incoherent, stammering for a long time, unable to utter a single word.

Xu Cunxin replied indifferently, "You'll get used to it."

The bigwigs from the Holy Spirit Dojo delegation next to them were also secretly shocked. In fact, Xu Cunxin had already told them about the Heavenly Palace Club and Wu Xian's extraordinary abilities, but today's scene was completely beyond their imagination.

Just... outrageous!
On the side of the Dengfeng Dojo delegation, Shiraishi Qi's lips twitched for a long time before turning into a self-deprecating sigh.

I thought that with all my hard work, I should have caught up a little bit, but I never expected that Wu Xian was almost out of the loop.

There's no comparison...

"Xiao Bai, is this the Underworld Club you mentioned before?" Several elders asked seriously.

"Yes."

"Could it be that he has gained the favor of the Abyss Demon Lord?"

"I'm not so sure about that." Shiraishi Qi shook his head thoughtfully.

After all, the scene before them was truly unbelievable, and it felt like they could sweep away many of the otherworldly outposts in the Ghost Realm.

Meanwhile, on the other side, another dojo was constantly screaming.

It was the Holy Spirit Dojo delegation led by Yang Wudi.

Yang Wudi was a bit of a rascal to begin with, and now, seeing the outrageous spectacle of the Underworld Club, he jumped up on the spot, startled and his old face was a mix of emotions.

"No, that...that kid..."

“I saw it,” the others nodded in surprise and disbelief. “She’s not even nineteen yet, can you believe it?”

Previously, they had thought that Wu Xian didn't seem like a reliable kid.

Only now have we realized that the Joker is actually one of these old guys.

"Hoo," one of the elders took a deep breath, "shouldn't the focus be on those five undead golden scrolls in the sky?"

Their gazes all focused on the figures of the five Yama Kings, their hearts unable to calm down for a long time.

The scroll depicting the dead is accompanied by auspicious clouds and shrouded in rosy light.

This...this...isn't this exactly the kind of necromancer scroll they've been theoretically trying to find?

"This kid is good, this kid has a bright future!" Yang Wudi said without batting an eye. "I knew from the first glance that this little guy was destined for greatness."

"Old Yang, can't you have any shame?" The people around him were both amused and exasperated.

They even stuck a beautiful flower in the cow dung; it turns out they were the cow dung.

The two, a master and his apprentice, were a perfect match, a match made in heaven.

"So many brilliant ideas for academic papers, and he's not even nineteen yet?" Yang Wudi and the others found it increasingly unbelievable. "Could this child be a reincarnation of a god?"

(End of this chapter)