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

Chapter 459 Tattoo Guy and Xing Tian Tattoo
Based on the vague information that Xiao Dizi sensed, Mayor Chen Shilong must still be alive.

Furthermore, if Chen Shilong dies, his spirit should also be found and captured by the underworld.

Currently, it seems very likely that the permit for this piece of land in Yaoyang City is in Chen Shilong's hands.

Moreover, this "license" cannot be forcibly taken away.

Otherwise, Chen Shilong would have been dealt with by the Blood and Flesh Demon God long ago.

Regardless of the circumstances, Wu Xian was determined to find Mayor Chen Shilong.

After all, if they want Huaguo Mountain to replace Yaoyang City in the future, they will need the authority and approval of that "license".

The key challenge now is how to enter the Abyss of Flesh and Blood, find Chen Shilong safely, and bring him back.
Faced with a world filled with malevolent flesh and blood, they simply couldn't enter.

"No rush. Let's wait for reinforcements from headquarters to arrive, then try our luck," Cui Wenxuan analyzed.

"Reinforcements from the association headquarters?"

Cui Wenxuan nodded and smiled, "Although our association's high-end combat power is not very good, we have quite a few strange and unconventional talents. Perhaps someone can solve this problem."

Upon hearing this, Wu Xian couldn't help but have a strange expression.

To be fair, the association is truly exceptional in terms of its pool of talent in niche fields.

"And with even the Feng family's aunt involved, headquarters will definitely cooperate fully," Cui Wenxuan remarked. "I just never imagined that Old Wu had a past with that aunt, tsk~!"

All I can say is that the headquarters has done an excellent job of maintaining secrecy.

Even he, a long-time employee, was completely unaware.

When the old lady suddenly appeared on the battlefield yesterday, Cui Wenxuan wondered if he was hallucinating.

It took me a long time to accept this fact.

"By the way, what exactly is my grandmother's position at the association headquarters? What's her background?" Wu Xian inquired curiously.

Cui Wenxuan pondered for a moment and said, "It is roughly equivalent to the status of a behind-the-scenes elder, who is of the same generation as the current ones, and whose background and origins are even more noble."

The key point is the Association's divine realm, which is almost entirely maintained by her alone through patching and mending.

To date, no one has been found to take over this mess.

The older generation and higher-ups of the association now understand that once Granny Feng passes away, the association's divine realm will be on the verge of complete collapse.

At this point, Cui Wenxuan suddenly realized something.

"Hey~ you little rascal..."

Yes, the Association's Divine Realm is indeed lacking a successor; currently, no one can take over this mess.

But Wu Xian might have some hope.

Previously, because of Wu Xian's master-disciple relationship with Xue Lingling, I subconsciously felt that it was unlikely that Wu Xian would join their association.

But now it's different.

As Grandma Feng's own grandson, it's only reasonable for him to take over this mess, right?

"What?" Wu Xian naturally understood Cui Wenxuan's thoughts and said irritably.

"Haha, it's nothing~ it's nothing," Cui Wenxuan said happily to himself, "It's just that I suddenly felt that the Association's Divine Realm was not meant to die. I thought it was only on its last breath, but I didn't expect it to be extended again, haha~!"

"..." Wu Xian didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

But to be honest, now that his grandmother has connections, he really needs to re-evaluate and reconsider the mess that is the association.

But the goal isn't to prolong the life of the association's divine realm, but rather to find a way to clean up this mess and truly develop and strengthen it.

If it's just about patching up and extending the life of the association's divine realm, the old lady is enough.

After all, as long as he, her grandson, is around, the old lady will surely live a long and healthy life.

Once things have calmed down, I'll have a good talk with the old lady and analyze whether there's any hope for the Association's Divine Realm.

He originally didn't have high hopes for the Association's divine realm.

However, a major variable has emerged: Grandma's destined scroll painting, "Earth Mother Goddess."

With the help of the nascent form of Nuwa, it may still be possible to revitalize the association's divine realm in the future.

The association still needs Cui Wenxuan to take charge of the overall situation.

So Wu Xian also came to the association with Cui Wenxuan. A city god temple was built next to the association before, so the association is still well preserved.

Due to the series of casualties, there is a somber atmosphere throughout the association.

Unfortunately, at this time, the members of the association were unaware of the immense power of the Underworld Outpost.

Everyone was immersed in grief.

Little did they know that their fallen colleagues, comrades, and partners were already in the underworld, their bodies being reconstructed, and they might even be getting a little "cosmetic surgery" along with them.

"Brother Gongming, I was just about to come find you!"

Tattooed guy Lin Yang, looking grief-stricken, rushed forward, appearing emotionally distraught and on the verge of collapse.

Clearly, the tattooed guy was thoroughly shaken by this disaster.

Just as I was about to explain the situation in the underworld to him, the tattooed guy spoke up first, his emotions running high, "Brother Gongming, please help me get a scroll tattoo. I also want to go into battle and avenge Brother Zhang Mazi!"

"Avenge our fallen brothers!"

“That’s easy to say,” Wu Xian was quite pleased to see the tattooed man, who wasn’t good at fighting, suddenly become so eager to fight. “But let me finish what I have to say first. I have some good news for you.”

"Good news?" The tattooed guy was stunned.

Cui Wenxuan, standing to the side, said with emotion, "Don't worry, the brothers who were injured or killed have all been taken to the underworld outpost. Xiao Wu is planning and arranging for them to be brought back to life."

To be honest, although I witnessed Du Yifan's miraculous recovery firsthand...

But Cui Wenxuan still finds it hard to believe.

"What?!" the tattooed man exclaimed in surprise, both astonished and delighted.

The association, which was originally immersed in a somber atmosphere, suddenly became restless.

"If you don't believe me, you can take some time to visit the underworld outpost," Wu Xian joked. "Our club's Du Yifan is already back to his old self, and Brother Zhang Mazi will be back in your team in a couple of days."

In an instant, everyone in the association was overjoyed, and their morale soared.

"Master Wu, if we die in battle, will we have a chance to be reborn?" many people asked curiously.

“Of course,” Wu Xian solemnly promised, “Although it will consume the power of the Underworld outposts and come at a price, I am already trying to find a solution.”

On the tattooed guy's side, the tough guy shed tears, his eyes brimming with emotion.

"By the way, does Tattoo Guy still want to get tattoos?" Wu Xian asked with a smile.

"I have to get a tattoo!" the tattooed guy said resolutely. "I can't keep being protected by everyone and holding them back forever, can I?"

The casualties from this disaster were a huge blow to the tattooed man.

Strictly speaking, Zhang Mazi's death was due to his own actions.

Therefore, he absolutely does not want to see something like that happen.

He also wants to fight, and he also wants to protect others!

"What kind of scroll are you planning to get tattooed?" Wu Xian asked. "Anything is fine, the more powerful the better!" The tattooed man said with a determined look in his eyes, "One day, I will personally wipe out those evil gods—!"

Wu Xian could sense that the tattooed guy had transformed.

It was a transformation at the level of mindset and soul.

Don't let the tattooed guy's fierce appearance as a street thug covered in tattoos fool you; he's actually a softie at heart. He just looks intimidating because of his profession.

After some thought, I started tattooing the guy.

You should know that getting a human body scroll tattoo is very painful, but the tattoo guy didn't utter a single word from beginning to end.

But the sweat-soaked clothes were enough to illustrate how painful the tattooing process was.

Of course, given the tattooed man's physique, Wu Xian didn't dare to go too far. He simply mixed some basic, ordinary pigments to reduce the power of the tattoo as much as possible.

We'll have the tattooed guy train with the old man's physical fitness later, and that'll improve his fighting ability in the future.

Not long after, Wu Xian emerged from the association with mixed feelings.

Originally, it was just a trial, but unexpectedly, the tattoo artist and the concept of this scroll painting were inexplicably in sync.

To be honest, he really doesn't understand what the standards for "compatibility" are in this world anymore.

Even the will of the God of Wealth in the sea of ​​consciousness was puzzled by this, "That weak little brat? How could he withstand Xing Tian's scroll tattoo?"

That's right, the tattoo Wu Xian gave the tattooed guy was none other than the ancient headless war god - Xing Tian.

Originally, it was just based on the tattoo guy's desire for "revenge," but who would have thought that it would be so compatible?

"Is it a spiritual connection?" Wu Xian pondered to himself.

The legendary Jingwei bird carries a tiny twig to fill the vast ocean. Xing Tian wields his axe and shield, his fierce will unwavering.

Both are symbols of unwavering determination and never giving up.

Just as Xu Cunxin and Jingwei were like that back then, so are the tattooed guy and Xingtian now.

"You mean, the more similar their spirit and temperament are, the higher their compatibility?" the God of Wealth analyzed and discussed. "If you put it that way, it does seem to make some sense. For example, that Chairman Cui, his spirit and energy are really quite similar to that of Lu Zu."

Upon hearing this, Wu Xian fell into deep thought.

At least for now, this aspect does indeed have a certain impact on the fit of the scroll painting, and quite a significant one at that.

It affects not only spirit tamers, but also the creations of scroll painters.

Take Cui Wenxuan, for example. Perhaps it was because of his inherent similarity to "Lu Zu" that he inexplicably created the prototype of the scroll that resembled "Lu Zu".

"Speaking of which, do I resemble you?" Wu Xian asked abruptly.

The God of Wealth seemed lost in thought, remaining silent.

But Wu Xian understood that not answering meant he agreed.

"Let's talk about the origin of the title 'Brother Gongming' first," the God of Wealth teased, changing the subject. "I thought he was talking to me at first, but then I realized he was addressing you."

"Ahem, well... I borrowed your reputation to give myself a pseudonym before."

"Wu Xian, courtesy name Gongming?" the God of Wealth pondered. "That would be fitting."

In a way, it corresponds to their current strange relationship.

Afterwards, they went to various positions and battlefields to explain the situation in the underworld, which completely relieved the warriors of their worries.

Especially the army led by Old Master Wang.

Already brave and fearless, they became incredibly courageous upon learning that they could be resurrected after dying in battle.

The two brothers, Zhao He and Huang Mao, who used to live in a shantytown, have now become elite soldiers in the army.

This was due in part to the quality of Wu Xian's painting, and in part to the hard work of both of them.

To put it simply, after joining the army, both of them honed their physical cultivation to the third level.

Wu Xian is currently only at the third level.

After catching up and encouraging the two, I couldn't help but mention Grandpa Wang's grandmother Feng Li's situation.

Upon learning that the two had finally become a couple, Grandpa Wang offered his heartfelt blessings.

"I'm definitely going to be the officiant at the wedding again." With a hearty laugh, Old Master Wang handed over his work to several capable subordinates and headed straight to visit the old lady he had once worked with.

After leaving the military headquarters, Wu Xian went to the Mechanical Dojo reinforcements led by Sister Jump.

The first batch of reinforcements sent by the Mechanical Dojo are now in place.

At this moment, under the assignment of Sister Tiao, Tang Qingxuan and others, they are stationed in various parts of Yaoyang City, especially some industries related to the Tang family.

Unfortunately, these industries were ultimately powerless to reverse the onslaught of this flesh-and-blood demon.

Uncle Tang Zhenghong and Aunt Li Zhanying were quite open-minded; if things didn't work out, they could always start over.

Compared to their own losses, they were even more heartbroken by the complete annihilation of Yaoyang City.

Now, everyone in Yaoyang City can clearly feel that the city's natural power is waning and could collapse at any moment.

Once this power of heaven and earth collapses, the entire Yaoyang City will be no different from the dimensional control zone outside.

"Damn evil god," Jump Sister gritted her teeth, filled with resentment towards the demon god, "Now that's great, I don't even know where to go home anymore."

Even if we find the core of that demon god, it will take at least ten years to blast it with world-destroying divine light.

"Let's put that aside for now. What's the situation regarding casualties on your side?" Wu Xian started talking to Sister Tiao about the casualties.

He thought this side was the same as the others, but he had underestimated the power of the god of mechanical creation.

The god of mechanical creation also has the means to mitigate casualties, but it's not quite the same as in the underworld.

A method of "divine forging" in humans is essentially "mechanical ascension."
Many of the wounded have been fitted with mechanical organs and prosthetics, giving them a very cyberpunk feel.

The souls of those whose physical bodies were completely destroyed were directly integrated into their mechanical bodies, leaving Wu Xian stunned.

The Death Knights also seem to have the ability to implant souls into carriers, but only in mechanical carriers.

Moreover, after being implanted into a mechanical carrier, the soul can perfectly integrate with the body.

After the mechanical ascension, these mechanical warriors became even less afraid of casualties. Even if the machine body was destroyed, as long as the consciousness and soul data remained, they could be reborn in another machine body.

The data on consciousness and soul is secretly protected by the god of mechanical creation, ensuring maximum security.

Of course, if these mechanical warriors want to return to human form after this war ends, the underworld can help them.

However, judging from the current situation, these mechanically ascended warriors are all more excited than the last, and they probably don't want to be human anymore.

Later, I went to check on the insectoid race led by my second sister-in-law, Kun Youniang.

The Zerg don't seem to care about casualties.

On the contrary, the endless flesh and blood greatly enhanced them. Even some royal-level demons around the Spider Cave wanted to come and get a share after hearing about it.

"What? Other powerful demons in the surrounding area also want to come?" Wu Xian asked in surprise.

“Well, we can’t finish it all anyway, so why not ask them to help us?” Kun You Niang pondered. “Besides, with your Pleiades Star Lord keeping watch, they won’t dare to do anything reckless.”

Moreover, the sheer volume of flesh and blood alone would be enough to suffocate them.

(End of this chapter)