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

Chapter 500 The Inflated Zhao Qinghe
The Zhao family patriarch was so excited that he wished he could rush in immediately and bring the legendary Father God home.

At this moment, similar situations are unfolding in other teams as well.

Upon learning of the harvest, the older generation from all sides were moved to tears, thanking their ancestors for their blessings.

Only the old patriarch of the Demon God Dojo had a somewhat stiff expression.

"What? The remnant spirit of the Queen of the Underworld has fallen into the hands of that brat Wu Xian?" The Zhang family patriarch, who was with Zhang Yao, had an uncertain expression.

Looking back now, I realize that Wu Xian's expression when he spoke to them was a bit off, revealing a hint of guilt.

"This is going to be troublesome," the Zhang family patriarch grimaced, secretly worrying. "We're bound to get ripped off by those old guys in the association."

"It's all our fault for being incompetent," the elder of the Demon God Dojo apologized.

"It's alright, that kid is really outrageous, so you can't really blame yourself." The Zhang family patriarch was reasonable and easygoing. "We'll negotiate with the association later."

At least in his opinion, the association's [Remnant Spirit of the Queen of the Underworld] was of little use.

Unless you're determined to go against their Demon God Dojo.

This is indeed a possibility in other dojos.

The association is the only likely candidate.

After all, the association has always maintained a "neutral" stance, acting as an intermediary in the open and covert struggles between the various martial arts schools, and the association itself is far inferior to them in terms of foundation and level.

Even if they were to use the remnant spirit of the Queen of the Underworld to compete with them for ownership of the Queen of the Underworld, they would still be no match for them.

Just kidding, the Queen of the Underworld has never lost her skills. The major families of their Demon God Dojo have been perfecting and optimizing them for thousands of years.

When it comes to the concept of the Queen of the Underworld, who can surpass them?
“Xiao Yao, go talk to that little guy later. As long as his request isn’t too outrageous, just agree to it,” said the Zhang family patriarch. “After all, he is the remnant spirit of Her Majesty the Underworld Queen.”

While unique items are valuable, scrolls, as a unit of combat power, are always better in larger quantities.

Furthermore, given the current era of widespread use of Law Source Matter, it is easy to repair the remnant spirit of the Underworld Queen into a second Black Scroll Underworld Queen.

Two Queens of the Underworld, just thinking about it makes me a little excited.

"Strange, what happened to those people from the Divine Capital Dojo? Why are they all bruised and battered?" The various patriarchs were drawn to the miserable state of the Divine Capital Dojo team.

The elder of the Demon God Dojo hurriedly explained, "When they encountered a remnant spirit in the form of an angel, the Divine Capital Dojo went berserk and insisted that it was some prince of theirs. The key point is that we have never heard of them having such a black scroll."

"And then what? You were beaten up like this by your own remnant spirit?" the Zhang family patriarch joked.

"I suppose so," the elder of the Demon God Dojo laughed. "That remnant angel was indeed powerful. In the end, we only managed to take it down with our assistance. We also did him a favor in the process."

“Not bad, not bad,” the Zhang family patriarch nodded with pleasure. “Alright, go back and rest for a while. I’ll go and have a good talk with Old Monster Feng.”

After saying that, he signaled his men to retreat to the rear to rest.

He then approached Elder Feng of the association with a dark expression, saying, "Elder Feng, your little grandson is really ruthless!"

"What's wrong?" Elder Feng asked knowingly.

"Just name your price," the Zhang family patriarch said irritably. "You know how important the Underworld Queen is to our Demon God Dojo. Just don't go too far."

"Ahem," Elder Feng chuckled, "No rush, no rush, let's talk slowly. Right now, the most urgent task is to join forces to deal with the threat of that evil god."

"..."

Although the Zhang family patriarch felt somewhat aggrieved, there was nothing he could do.

Hearing this, you can tell that the association is definitely going to make an exorbitant demand.

But there's nothing we can do; their people are just too incompetent.
"Very well," the Zhang family patriarch waved his hand irritably, his expression suddenly becoming serious and solemn, "but the value of this new abyss really needs to be re-evaluated."

Feng Xu was not surprised by this.

From the moment he learned about the ancient scroll heritage, he knew that all parties would definitely get involved.

As they spoke, the other patriarchs also gathered in the front-line camp one after another, their faces beaming with joy.

After all, all the teams have gained a lot from this wave.

But all the patriarchs understood that this harvest was just the tip of the iceberg of the "new Abyss Treasure".

Therefore, the subsequent campaign against the new Abyss and the distribution of its spoils are of paramount importance.

“We’re all old acquaintances, so let’s speak frankly,” the patriarch of the Divine Capital Dojo said first. “In this great war against the evil god, our Divine Capital is prepared to fully intervene. You can join if you want, or not if you don’t.”

"Follow! We must follow! Why wouldn't we?" the various patriarchs responded in unison. "Do you gods think you can have all the good things?"

“Exactly, it’s as if we’re all a bunch of cowards who cling to life,” the patriarch of Tongtian Martial Arts Academy said righteously. “How could Tongtian Martial Arts Academy be absent from such a great calamity that threatens all mankind?”

"Protecting humanity and fighting against evil has always been the core principle of my Legendary Pokémon Gym!"

Faced with the high-sounding speeches from all sides, Feng Xu smiled but remained silent.

But as the saying goes, everyone looks out for themselves, and even their association often considers the consequences.

Therefore, even if all parties are there for their own benefit, it is still worthy of recognition.

"I just received news from the Mechanical Dojo that the vulnerability on the Celestial side has been successfully patched. Now the Demon God is in a dilemma," Feng Xu cleared his throat and said seriously, "That's the situation. What are your thoughts?"

"Kill them! They must be killed! To prevent future troubles!"

"The saying goes, 'Strike while the iron is hot.' If we don't go all out, we might as well give up our mission as beacons of humanity."

"Yes, yes, yes, we must nip it in the bud!"

Feng Xu smirked, "Anyone can say nice things, but the key is actions and sincerity!"

"Don't worry~ everyone who's supposed to come is here," the Zhang family patriarch joked. "At this crucial moment, we old folks will definitely cooperate fully. But you know our situation, we're all getting old, and our bodies... sigh..."

"..." Feng Xu rolled his eyes. "So you guys are fighting for my association, huh?"

Upon hearing this, the elders from all sides looked embarrassed.

"Ahem, well... we don't have anything free, but we can always buy it with money, right?" The Zhao family patriarch of the Necromancer's Gym said with shining eyes.

“That’s something we can talk about,” Feng Xu said with a smile.

……

While the elders from all sides were discussing matters, the front lines outside the main camp were also busy.

The triumphant scions of noble families returned victorious, beaming with pride and looking down on everyone else as trash.

There's no way around it; anyone would get cocky if they had so many excellent fragments of ancient scrolls in their hands.

What is opportunity? What is destiny?
At this moment, the scions of noble families who had entered the Abyss of Flesh and Blood as the vanguard had become the absolute focus of their own dojos.

Those scions of noble families who arrived later all looked grim, filled with deep regret.

There was nothing we could do; everyone's skill level and ability were roughly the same to begin with.

Now, a huge gap has suddenly appeared. Take Zhao Qinghe for example; he made so many mistakes before, and the other aristocratic families all have quite a few complaints about him.

Whether he will be able to take control of the Necropolis in the future remains to be seen.

After that incident, he no longer took those fellow disciples from aristocratic families in the dojo seriously.

Unless they can obtain more and better ancient scroll relics than him in the subsequent development of the Flesh and Blood Abyss, they simply cannot compete with him on the same stage.

At least at this moment, he has gained an absolute advantage and the initiative.

"Hey... young brother from the Fan family, could you please pour me a cup of tea to soothe my throat? I'll tell you all about the situation inside the new Abyss." Zhao Qinghe was already putting on an act.

The Fan family members standing nearby were somewhat speechless, but they also wanted to learn about the new Abyss in advance so that they could better compete for opportunities later.

At this moment, Zhao Qinghe, who was feeling smug, seemed to notice something and suddenly stood up.

As the onlookers were wondering what was going on, they saw Zhao Qinghe dash forward to the rear of the front line.

At this moment, Xue Lingling had just accompanied Xu Cunxin to learn about the gains of the Holy Spirit Dojo's advance team and was preparing to return to Yaoyang City to check on the situation.

Although the club reported that the situation in Yaoyang City had stabilized, the two were still not entirely at ease.

"Strange, why does Sister Cunxin look so worried?" Xue Lingling was puzzled by her apprentice's reaction. "Your Holy Spirit Dojo has had a great harvest this time, shouldn't you be happy?"

Xu Cunxin sighed and shook her head, "Master's wife is unaware of this..."

Overall, this inheritance of the ancient scroll is definitely a good thing, and it will be of great benefit to the development of all the branches of the Holy Spirit Dojo.

The problem is that she had just used her master's Twenty-Eight Constellations to reorganize the Holy Spirit Dojo.

With so many ancient scrolls suddenly appearing, many people have started to stir up trouble again, plunging the Holy Spirit Dojo into instability once more.

"Is it that serious?" Xue Lingling didn't quite understand.

"It all depends on the quality and potential of this batch of remnant spirits," Xu Cunxin sighed. "From what I've seen so far, some of these remnant spirits are quite powerful."

The key point is that the style and approach of these ancient scroll fragments do not match the Master's Twenty-Eight Constellations.

"Alright then," Xue Lingling sighed helplessly.

It can only be said that when a group or force grows to a certain size, many things become more complicated.

Just then, a gust of cold wind howled, and a familiar figure blocked their path.

Upon closer inspection, it was indeed Zhao Qinghe!

"Oh~ Her Highness the Goddess is here too?" Zhao Qinghe still had some respect for Xu Cunxin.

"What advice does Young Master Zhao have for me?" Xu Cunxin frowned slightly.

Zhao Qinghe waved his hand and laughed, "It's nothing, I just came to check on my junior sister. Yaoyang City has suffered such a disaster, and I am also deeply saddened!"

"..." Xue Lingling gave a forced smile and snorted, "You don't need to worry about that."

Just kidding, this guy would be fine if he wasn't gloating, but how could he be so kind?

It seems that it has regained its strength because of the gains in the new Abyss.

"What are you saying? After all, your Xue family is the founding family of our Necromancer's Guild," Zhao Qinghe said righteously. "Now that your family business has been destroyed and you are displaced, it breaks my heart to see you like this!"

"Don't worry, even if Yaoyang City is gone, my Xue family is still alive and well." Xue Lingling's face was ashen.

"How about this, let's just merge into my Zhao family," Zhao Qinghe said mockingly as he plotted. "Let's turn hostility into friendship, and we'll be one family from now on."

Xue Lingling was so angry that she laughed.

Do you really think the Xue family is desperate?

Who gave him the courage?

"Go away, go away, take it somewhere cool," Xue Lingling said impatiently. "As for the grudges between us, we'll have plenty of time to settle them."

Having said that, Zhao Qinghe completely dropped the pretense, "What, with your Xue family in its current state, you still think about returning to the Realm of the Dead? Or are you counting on that spoiled brat from Wu Xian's association?"

"Are you deliberately looking for a beating?" Xue Lingling's face darkened. "Sister Cunxin, step aside first, let me remind him of the past."

Zhao Qinghe had been waiting for this moment. He had finally obtained those ancient scrolls and was here to show them off to Xue Lingling.

The scene of being humiliated by Xue Lingling and Wu Xian is still vivid in my mind.

Now, with numerous ancient scrolls in his possession, it is time for him to wash away the humiliation.

On the way to the evacuation, he had already done a simple repair on a fragment of a scroll spirit that had been lost to the Zhao family for a long time. Because some records were still preserved in the family's books, the repair was relatively easy.

As long as he's around, the Xue family will never be able to return to the Realm of the Dead!
"This is a perfect opportunity for you to see the ancient scroll paintings of my Zhao family ancestors!"

Zhao Qinghe laughed wildly, a chilling wind raging around him, and a sinister golden scroll of the undead appeared.

It was a strange, malevolent ghost with a ferocious face and a pale body, faintly exuding an aura of evil.

It was the [Heavenly Evil Demon] prince recorded in the ancient books of the Zhao family. He was said to possess an incomparably noble bloodline, and even after only repairing the Golden Scroll, he had already displayed extremely terrifying power.

"You brat, look closely! This is the real necromancer deity!" Zhao Qinghe said confidently, "This is a scroll from my Zhao family ancestor, the scroll that once defeated your Xue family ancestor!"

"With your so-called necromancy scrolls, what makes you think you can fight me?"

Xue Lingling glanced at the [Heavenly Evil Ghost] in front of her and almost laughed.

Xu Cunxin was initially a little worried, but after seeing the evil spirit that day, she was instantly relieved.

To be honest, the demon in front of us is something special; it's definitely a powerful undead scroll.

However, compared to Master's wife's two new works, they are far inferior.

"This is the scroll legacy of your Zhao family ancestors?" Xue Lingling raised an eyebrow and mocked, "That's all?"

At this moment, Xue Lingling suddenly felt that her ancestors had been somewhat disappointing back then.

Despite conceiving such an excellent and grand underlying framework, they failed to create even a few decent paintings.

It's unbelievable that someone like this was eliminated.

"Come here, bring out your damn emperor!" Zhao Qinghe had long forgotten the vastness of the world and had an inexplicable confidence in the scrolls created by his ancestors.

The next second, two astonishing auras appeared beside Xue Lingling.

He didn't even fully reveal his aura or power; he just stood there calmly.

The demon that had just been baring its fangs and claws suddenly felt as if it had fallen into an ice cellar, trembling and frozen in place.

The power, aura, might, and even the power at the level of laws were completely crushed by the two scrolls beside Xue Lingling from the inside out.

"That's it?" Xue Lingling sneered, "Your Zhao family is only relying on the foundation accumulated by the God of the Dead over thousands of years. Without the God of the Dead's support, you're nothing!"

(End of this chapter)