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

Chapter 404 The Firebird Demon Acquired
As for the extent of the damage this "hacker debate" caused to the upper echelons, that remains unknown.

But those at the top must be feeling pretty bad.

I'll try to find an opportunity to talk to Miao Youyou and maybe I can find out some inside information.

"Um... Brother Wu Xian, can you let me go now?" Zhang Yao and his mechanical Apollo were still frozen in place. "My butt is a little itchy, I want to scratch it."

Wu Xian slapped his forehead and silently put away the sky-covering mechanical array.

Completely liberated, Zhang Yao was still shaken. He looked at the mechanical Dao Ancestor beside Wu Xian with a sense of dread and developed a strong interest in Wu Xian.

In fact, they developed a strong interest in Wu Xian after they noticed the familiar scent of [Talos].

During this trial of the Heart of Creation, he was hoping to get closer to Wu Xian and make some friends.

Unfortunately, Wu Xian and Na Shiwei disappeared for a period of time.

“Brother Wu Xian, you are becoming more and more admirable to me,” Zhang Yao said with great interest as he stepped forward. “By the way, what is the background of your Mechanical God-Forged Scroll? Why is it so powerful?”

Keep in mind that his mechanical Apollo is already an incredibly powerful existence.

However, it was powerless against Wu Xian's mechanical divine scroll.

"It's alright, nothing compared to you aristocratic families." Wu Xian smiled modestly, naturally understanding Zhang Yao and the Demon God Dojo behind him's little scheme.

“Brother Wu is too modest,” Zhang Yao said meaningfully, “but speaking of which, the style of this scroll seems to be quite different from your metal giant statue?”

Wu Xian laughed and said, "This system and style is my main business. As for that metal giant, I just made it for fun when I had nothing else to do."

“…” Zhang Yao gave a stiff but polite smile.

I just made it casually for fun.

"To be honest, my elders are very interested in your metal giant. I wonder if I could have the honor of discussing it in depth with you, Brother Wu?"

"We'll talk about that later," Wu Xian said with a smirk. "Right now, the most urgent thing is to collect more source material of laws."

"Oh, right, right, right."

Zhang Yao slapped his forehead, realizing the priority at hand.

However, just as they were preparing to continue hunting the virus monsters, the space of the Heart of Creation before them began to become illusory.

"What do you mean? Is there a time limit?" Zhang Yao complained speechlessly. "Give us a little more time, great god of mechanical creation? We juniors haven't had enough yet."

As the Heart of Creation slowly dissipated, Wu Xian and the other two couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

Fortunately, I can open a "back door" when I get back, so I don't need to worry about today's gains and losses.

Not long after, at the Mechanical Dojo.

The Gate of Creation slowly dissipated, and the figures of many talented young people appeared above the venue, all with expressions of lingering enjoyment.

Only Wu Xian and Shi Wei'er remained relatively calm.

It seems that Miss Shiwei'er has also received a lot of benefits from the God of Mechanical Creation.

"Uncle, something terrible has happened... There is actually a source of laws within the Heart of Creation! It's a source of laws, Uncle!"

Bai Shiqi and others rushed to the elders of each family to report this shocking news.

But the elders in their family all remained calm, indicating that they already knew what was going on inside.

At this moment, they are all happily counting how much Law Source Essence their juniors have obtained from it.

As the saying goes, some are happy while others are sad.

Some reaped great rewards, while others did not.

Take our lovely Undead Gym delegation for example; they undoubtedly reaped the least. Zhao Qinghe gritted his teeth and glared at Wu Xian's group, seething with hatred.

But the more he acted this way, the more comfortable Wu Xian and Xue Lingling felt.

"Alas, what a pity. If I had known it would turn out like this, I should have brought more little ones." At the Shen Du Dojo, Grandpa Yang Wudi couldn't help but sigh.

If he had known about such a wonderful thing as the Source of Laws, he would have loved to bring the younger generation of the Divine Capital Dojo over as a group.

Meanwhile, at the Demon God Dojo, Zhang Yao was excitedly showing off his mechanical Apollo, completely overwhelmed with excitement.

As the Gate of Creation dissipates, this grand event comes to an end.

As everyone exchanged polite praises of the Mechanical Dojo, they gradually dispersed.

Especially those from smaller factions and families present, who left in a great hurry.

There was no other way; the source of the laws in their hands was a real hot potato for them, and they were afraid that someone would snatch it away.

If they can bring these source elements of law back, they will surely become great contributors to the family.

All parties gradually dispersed.

Wu Xian wasn't in such a hurry. He had finally come to visit Sister Tiao, so he naturally wanted to stay and spend a few more days getting to know her better.

Moreover, some other unexpected things happened during the trip.

For example, the top disciple of the Holy Spirit Dojo.

Seeing Xu Cunxin walking towards him, Wu Xian immediately understood and, after saying something to Sister Tiao and his master, went to greet Xu Cunxin.

Soon after, led by Xu Cunxin, they arrived at the hotel where the Holy Spirit Dojo was located.

"So, did you get the stuff?" Wu Xian asked excitedly.

"I have successfully completed my mission," Xu Cunxin smiled and released the corpse of a giant firebird from her storage device. It appeared to have passed away peacefully, with no damage to its valuable parts. "Do you think this is the great demon?"

"Yes, yes, that's him!"

Seeing the one-legged firebird, Wu Xian couldn't stop smiling.

After silently collecting the firebird's corpse, he looked at Xu Cunxin's hesitant expression and smiled slightly, "Don't worry, how could I go back on my promise?"

As he spoke, he handed over a batch of Longevity Pills that he had refined in the past two days to Xu Cunxin, saying, "These Longevity Pills are enough to allow the old man to live for another five years. If you find any spiritual herbs or medicines that can increase lifespan in the future, you can also come to me for help in refining them."

"Thank you so much, Master!"

Xu Cunxin's eyes reddened slightly as she solemnly thanked Wu Xian.

"Don't be so polite with your teacher," Wu Xian said irritably. "Speaking of which, how's your Holy Spirit Dojo doing lately?"

"It's alright," Xu Cunxin said obediently, "Currently, my Jingwei has been integrated into the core area of ​​the Holy Spirit Divine Realm. Strangely enough, Jingwei seems to be very suitable for the nurturing of our Holy Spirit Divine Realm, and its overall strength is increasing day by day."

"That's good."

“Speaking of which, Master, are you sure you don’t want to consider incorporating the Twenty-Eight Constellations into our Holy Spirit Divine Realm system?” Xu Cunxin asked hesitantly. “The elders in the dojo are all hoping that you can join our Holy Spirit Divine Realm.”

Wu Xian pondered for a moment before speaking, "It's not something we can't consider."

This "image battle" with Zhao Qinghe made him deeply realize the importance of the Divine Realm.

In addition, if you create your own divine realm, everything has to start from scratch, which is definitely not as simple and straightforward as "usurping someone else's place".

But the key lies in this.

Later, in the Realm of the Dead, because of the presence of the Master Sister, they naturally have the authority of the Realm Administrator.

However, the Holy Spirit Dojo does not have administrator privileges; once you join, you can only be a regular group member.

"What concerns does Master have?"

Xu Cunxin was thrilled to learn that Wu Xian was willing to consider it.

(End of this chapter)