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

Chapter 384 The Seven Mansions of the Vermilion Bird, Your Excellencies!
No wonder Xue Lingling, at such a young age, wanted to take on this apprentice and even got herself involved.

If it were them, they would also accept such an extraordinary and obedient disciple without hesitation.

Of course, Wu Xian definitely wasn't interested in those old guys.

"Tsk~ It's a pity that Xue Lingling is a descendant of the founder of the Necromancer's Guild."

Yang Wudi and the others couldn't help but grimace, secretly troubled.

It would be a lie to say I wasn't tempted by such top-tier talent.

Xue Lingling's previous performance alone had already captivated them, let alone Wu Xian at this moment.

The problem is that Xue Lingling's identity is special, and it is highly unlikely that she will come to their Shen Du Dojo.

Unless those idiot families at the Necronomicon completely turn out to be inhuman.

Suddenly, thunderclouds gathered above the venue, and the air was filled with moisture, as if a sea breeze was blowing.

"Hmm?" Yang Wudi looked at the young man on the Luo Feng ship with surprise and doubt, and at the new divine image that appeared above the young man's head. "Does this mean it's not enough yet?"

"There are other scrolls?" The people nearby exclaimed in surprise.

Keep in mind, that child is not even nineteen years old!

Back when they were nineteen, having two or three high-quality gold scrolls was enough to make them stand out among their peers.

But Wu Xian in front of him was throwing out gold scrolls like cabbages!
Rumble…

Thunder roared, wind and rain raged, and a light drizzle fell on everyone present.

"Is this some kind of ocean-themed divine design? It looks like quite a grand undertaking."

As soon as he finished speaking, an astonishing aura of power from all corners of the world enveloped the sky above the venue.

ooh ooh...

Four serpentine dragons of different colors surged within the thunderclouds, spewing lightning from their mouths, accompanied by auspicious clouds.

The viewers in the live stream were once again deeply shocked and confused.

"Holy crap, don't tell me that kid is not only the agent of the Abyss Demon Lord, but also the agent of the Sea God?"

"Impossible, how...how could this be? Right?"

Although many netizens are reluctant to believe it, the sheer scale and power displayed by the Four Dragon Kings at this moment makes it hard for them not to think of the true god in the endless sea.

The key is that the true form of the Tooth of the Ocean is also a similar sea dragon.

In an instant, the entire venue became a stage for the Underworld Club.

Not to mention the audience at the scene and online netizens, even the senior executives of the Mechanical Dojo on the dais were stunned by what they saw and could not calm down for a long time.

Compared to the higher-ups at the Mechanical Gym, Jump Sister's reaction was much simpler and more direct.

Shock, surprise, and pride—a series of emotions surged across the little girl's face.

Soon after, she pouted, raised her chin, and leaned back slightly, looking both surprised and satisfied.

Although she has many followers now, Xiao Xianzi is still the one who understands her best.

The crowd was still buzzing with discussion, their eyes filled with disbelief as they looked at Wu Xian and his companions.

Almost everyone subconsciously regarded the Underworld Club as the agents of those two true gods.

Only a few people know that the Underworld Club's awesomeness has nothing to do with those so-called true gods.

However, Wu Xian wasn't quite done yet.

The appearance of 100,000 ghost soldiers clearing the way, along with the appearance of the five Yama Kings and the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas, was merely an appetizer.

Next up is the highlight of his special effects show!

"The Seven Mansions of the Vermilion Bird, in their ranks—!"

The White Tiger Holy Spirit's killing intent is too strong, making it unsuitable for this occasion.

The recently assembled Vermilion Bird Seven Mansions are more suitable; the Vermilion Bird is of the fire element, symbolizing good fortune and prosperity. The Seven Vermilion Bird Stars quickly ascended into the sky, each taking its place in its respective constellation.

Behind them, the star array shone brightly, resonating harmoniously.

Buzz~!

Above the scene of the Four Dragon Kings churning, an ancient and mysterious starry sky was opened up in the sky, with strange star formations shining and casting down thousands of feet of starlight, enveloping the entire venue.

This strange phenomenon could be seen even throughout the vast mechanical city.

Phew——!
A sacred and noble phoenix cry came from the ancient starry sky, echoing between heaven and earth, and in an instant, flames spread.

A colossal crimson firebird emerged from the ancient starry sky, soaring out of the heavens and circling above the venue, turning the surging thunderclouds of the Four Seas Dragon Kings into a crimson glow.

The thunder stopped, and the rain ceased.

The entire scene was filled with a mystical, otherworldly atmosphere.

Everyone was stunned into silence by what they saw.

Finally, after circling for a moment, the Vermilion Bird soared up from behind the organizer's viewing platform. To be precise, it soared into the sky from behind the Jumping Sister. After the flames shot into the sky, it transformed into a sky full of red clouds and scattered vermilion feathers, dissipating between heaven and earth.

It wasn't that Wu Xian didn't want to pretend a little longer, it was just that summoning the Four Heavenly Spirits was too mana-consuming.

His series of boastful actions had drained his spiritual energy, even while he was constantly taking Qi Gathering Pills.

With the appearance of the Vermilion Bird Holy Spirit, the people on the Holy Spirit Dojo delegation were clearly not calm, including the goddess Xu Cunxin.

After all, she had never truly witnessed Wu Xian summoning the Holy Spirit.

At the Peak Art Studio, Wu Xian had only just summoned the ancient starry sky, and the White Tiger Holy Spirit was only just beginning to emerge.

Therefore, Xu Cunxin never truly experienced the power of the Four Heavenly Spirits.

Now that she has seen the Vermilion Bird Holy Spirit with her own eyes, she realizes that her master's Twenty-Eight Constellations are far more powerful than she had imagined.

"Huh~ Such a powerful aura, it's a bit like our Blazing Firebird!" A member of the Xu family exclaimed in surprise.

The next second, he was met with reproachful looks from Xu Cunxin and all the elders, and he quickly shut his mouth.

"This must be the true Holy Spirit, right?" several elders from the Holy Spirit Dojo murmured.

Yes, they had lived most of their lives, and only now did they understand the true meaning of the word "Holy Spirit" and what the true Holy Spirit is.

These great Holy Spirits must be the masters of their Holy Spirit realm!
……

The Luo Feng slowly landed on the top-floor viewing platform.

Wu Xian and his two companions were greeted by Sister Tiao, and they happily took their seats next to her.

"How was it, Sister Jump?" Wu Xian asked jokingly, "Did I make you, the Holy Maiden, look bad?"

"That's absolutely awesome!" Tang Tiaotiao couldn't contain her pride and excitement. "This makes me so proud! Let's see who dares to look down on my family now!"

"Haha, that's the effect I wanted," Wu Xian replied with a light laugh.

“By the way, Xiao Xianzi,” Tang Tiaotiao suddenly leaned closer with a serious expression and whispered, “There’s something I wanted to ask you, but I’ve been too busy lately to have a chance.”

"What is it?" Wu Xian asked, puzzled.

Tang Tiaotiao's eyes darted around, and she said mysteriously, "Is there something special about the Wishing Temple of your card-drawing system... Hmm... Anyway, recently I've been generating some special power from time to time, and the God of Mechanical Creation seems to like it very much."

Wu Xian was slightly taken aback, clearly not expecting that Sister Tiao's side had also received some incense and faith offerings.

“There are some special outputs, similar to a kind of faith power,” Wu Xian pondered.

“The power of faith? No wonder the God of Mechanical Creation keeps urging me to ask you about it,” Tang Tiaotiao suddenly realized. “From what he said, the power of faith on your side seems to be much purer and more useful than the power of faith on my side.”

"You have it too?" Wu Xian asked in surprise.

“Of course,” Tang Tiaotiao smiled mischievously, “the entire world’s network hubs are the source of faith for the god of mechanical creation.”

(End of this chapter)