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

Chapter 511 Childhood Hades, Scene of Domestic Violence
Wait, why did these two brothers follow us here?
Looking at Zhang Yao and the other two, and then at the Silver Axis Underworld Queen beside him, Wu Xian felt a sense of helplessness.

Well, I've given myself away too early.

I was originally planning to find a suitable opportunity to confront the Demon God Gym.

Well, that's great, we've been discovered.

This situation even has a bit of a Minotaur feel to it. The Demon God Dojo is the victim, the Underworld Queen is the female lead, and Wu Xian is, in the eyes of the Demon God Dojo, that hateful blond guy.

In contrast, the Zhang brothers, Yao and Bo, were still not fully awake.

Originally, I just wanted to take this opportunity to get closer to Wu Xian and see if I could make contact with the Abyss Demon Lord in advance.

Who would have thought that when they painstakingly planned to create a chance encounter, they would stumble upon this scene that had shocked the world for a hundred years?

That's... Her Highness the Queen of the Underworld, isn't it?

No, no, they must be seeing things.

Waaah, but that silver scroll with six stars is clearly Her Majesty the Queen of the Underworld, and it's the restored Her Majesty the Queen of the Underworld.

"Ahem, Brother Zhang, what brings you here?"

Wu Xian pretended to be calm, not quite understanding why these two had followed him.

After all, the problem here has been solved, and all that's left is to clean up the mess.

Logically, these two should have gone back and happily tallied their war achievements.

"Brother, that's Her Majesty the Queen of the Underworld, right?" Zhang Bo asked blankly, his voice trembling slightly. "She's the Queen of the Underworld at the Silver Axis Six Star level, not just a remnant spirit."

“Okay…it seems so.” Zhang Yao replied, bewildered.

Even now, he still can't believe it, and he can't accept it.

You have to understand, that's the Black Scroll inheritance that their Demon God Dojo has passed down for thousands of years!
Even if Wu Xian obtains the remnant spirit of the Queen of the Underworld, he cannot restore her without the guidance of the scroll's inheritance.

Even if Wu Xian is a genius and has the ability to repair it, it's impossible for it to be done so quickly, right?
Moreover, in their view, even if outsiders forcibly repaired the Queen of the Underworld, they could at most repair her into a bizarre shape.

But the Queen of the Underworld before them had not only been restored to the Silver Axis, but was also exactly the same as their own Queen of the Underworld, with pure blood.

To put it simply, even if their patriarch were to personally intervene, it might not be possible to restore them to such a pure and perfect state in a short period of time.

"I'm sorry," Wu Xian said, no longer hiding anything, "I had a sudden urge yesterday to try to fix it, and I didn't expect it to actually be fixed."

In short: first, state that you did not do it on purpose, thus gaining a certain moral advantage.

However, the Zhang brothers had no time to dwell on these things. At this moment, their minds were filled with the fact that their Queen Mother of the Underworld had been restored by outsiders, and the series of consequences that this had caused.

Once the news gets back, the entire Demon God Dojo will be in an uproar.

Even at this moment, the two of them were already starting to feel the urge to act.

There was nothing they could do; she was their Queen of the Underworld!
“Hoo…” Zhang Yao took a deep breath and tried to remain calm. “Brother Wu’s methods are truly unbelievable. I just can’t understand how you did it.”

Could it be that your divine will has some connection to Her Majesty the Queen of the Underworld?

"No, not at all," Wu Xian said innocently. "I just tried to come up with a design for the repair and then it worked. Maybe... it just happened to be the same idea that your Demon God Dojo's ancestors had?"

"..." Zhang Yao's forehead went black.

He would never believe that.

The idea that there are traitors in the Demon God Dojo secretly colluding with Wu Xian is more credible than this statement.

The key issue is that when it comes to matters involving Her Highness the Queen of the Underworld, how could anyone betray their own dojo?

Those who have access to the Queen of the Underworld's legacy are all direct descendants of the major families, and they would never betray their own dojo.

So the question is, how exactly did Wu Xian do that?
“Hoo,” Zhang Yao took another deep breath and said solemnly, “Let’s leave this matter aside for now. Brother Wu, just state your terms. Now that Her Highness the Underworld Queen has revealed herself, we must welcome her back to my Demon God Dojo.”

As for Brother Wu's contributions to the restoration of the Underworld Queen, our Demon God Dojo will provide appropriate compensation.

“This…” Wu Xian hesitated, “It would be better to discuss it with my great-uncle, since I don’t lack anything.”

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yao's expression froze, forcing a smile.

Isn't it obvious that they don't want to let go?

The key issue is that they're not in the right at all.

After all, the remnants of the ancient scroll from the Abyss of Flesh and Blood belong to all of humanity; whoever has the ability to obtain them shall have them.

But to everyone's surprise, Wu Xian was able to repair the remnant spirit of the Queen of the Underworld!

"Damn it!" Zhang Bo gritted his teeth, fearless as a newborn calf. "Brother, that's Her Majesty the Queen of the Underworld! Let's fight her to the death!"

"..." Zhang Yao's face stiffened, his heart in turmoil.

Even knowing that he was no match for Wu Xian, he still felt an urge to fight to the death.

Even if this matter is unreasonable, it would be worth risking half a life to bring Her Majesty the Queen of the Underworld back.

As for the subsequent troubles with the association, Grandpa will naturally have to swallow his pride and bear it.

To put it bluntly, as long as we can bring the Queen of the Underworld back and prevent her lineage from being lost, saving face is no longer important.

The problem is that he is definitely no match for Wu Xian.

The key point is that Wu Xian is not alone; he is surrounded by a group of "fierce and evil" members of the Underworld Club.

Even if he were to go all out and be shameless, he definitely wouldn't be able to snatch it.

"Hey~ what do you want, little brother?" Seeing that the atmosphere was getting tense, Xue Qingyang and the others stepped forward in unison. "Do you really think our Underworld Club is easy to bully?"

"No, no, no, let's talk this out," Zhang Yao quickly interjected, "Brother Wu should understand how important Her Majesty the Underworld Queen is to us."

Wu Xian remained noncommittal, glancing at the younger brother beside Zhang Yao, who looked a year younger than him and had just graduated from high school. "And this is...?"

"My name is Zhang Bo, a cousin of mine." Zhang Yao introduced himself awkwardly, "I'm new to the workforce and don't know much about social etiquette, so please don't mind, Brother Wu."

Wu Xian chuckled, naturally not wanting to get angry with a mere junior.

In fact, he could understand how the Zhang brothers felt at that moment.

If the roles were reversed, he would be even more anxious than the Zhang brothers.

But from the moment the remnant spirit of the Queen of the Underworld fell into his hands, it was impossible for him to hand it over.

Within his mind, the God of Wealth's will had also entered a state of readiness, reminding him with great interest, "This little guy seems to have some strength."

“Zhang Bo?” Wu Xian asked in surprise.

“That’s right, there’s a very familiar power fluctuation within me,” the God of Wealth analyzed, “a special fluctuation where the soul and the power of the scroll resonate and merge.”

Wu Xian was slightly taken aback, "A natal scroll?"

For a moment, I couldn't help but take a second look at this young man named Zhang Bo.

"Brother, you're so amazing, and with the perfection brought by the Mechanical God Forging, if we brothers join forces, we'll definitely be able to rescue Her Majesty the Underworld Queen back to the dojo." Zhang Bo was full of enthusiasm, his eyes filled with blind worship for his brother.

"Calm down, it hasn't come to that yet." Zhang Yao's lips twitched, and he felt a sense of helplessness.

Yes, he did indeed receive the divine power of the god of mechanical creation.

But Wu Xian simply attached a portion of the God of Mechanical Creation's power to himself as a mere decoration. Zhang Bo gritted his teeth, feeling increasingly aggrieved. "Brother, that's Her Majesty the Queen of the Underworld! If the Queen of the Underworld's legacy is lost to the next generation, how can we face our ancestors?"

Yes, he admitted that Wu Xian was indeed very outstanding.

But my brother is so powerful, why is he afraid of Wu Xian?
Is it because they are afraid of the trouble that the association will face later?

But things have come to this point, why bother with the association? Even if the Grandfather came, he would not hesitate to take action.

"I don't care, even if my brother has to risk his life, he will bring the Queen of the Underworld back to the dojo today!"

Seeing that his elder brother remained unmoved, Zhang Bo, young and fearless, could no longer hold back.

Buzz~!

A slightly immature but powerful divine image instantly unfolded above their heads.

"Wu Xian, is that right?" Zhang Bo, the younger brother, said aggressively. "Although we have no grudges against each other, Her Highness the Underworld Queen must return to our Demon God Dojo. Today, we will decide who is superior and who will live or die!"

"Bo'er, come back!" Zhang Yao cried out in alarm, trying to stop him.

But I saw that my brother was burning with passion, and his current state was comparable to that of the group from the Divine Capital Dojo back then.

Wu Xian was clearly amused by Zhang Bo's passionate youth, but he was more concerned about the peculiar divine image above Zhang Bo's head, which looked vaguely familiar.

Just as she was pondering this, Huang Lili had already left her boy band behind and rushed ahead, saying, "Little brother, our vice president is not someone you can mess with. Let your older sister play with you instead."

"Hmph, those who stand in my way shall die—!" Zhang Bo was filled with righteous indignation, like a fanatical believer.

Huang Lili couldn't help but chuckle. Just as she was about to make a move, Wu Xian stopped her.

"Alright, Sister Lily, my little brother is quite interesting. I'll play with him for a bit."

Wu Xian walked forward with great interest and gestured for Huang Lili and the others to step aside.

His gaze was fixed on the divine image above Zhang Bo's head, scrutinizing it repeatedly, and the more he looked, the more familiar it seemed.

Above the divine image are three handsome young male gods, while the laws in the background of the divine image vaguely outline two blurry figures.

However, the power aura of these three young male gods had no clear characteristics; it was simply pure divine power.

Judging from the overall aura of law-based power it exudes, it is clearly in line with Apollo and Hades, that is, a scroll of Greek mythology.

It's just that because there aren't any outstanding physical characteristics, it's impossible to identify the corresponding Greek mythological figure.

Could it be that Teddy Zeus and his gang of wild kids?
But Zeus had so many wild children that even a Greek might not be able to recognize them all, let alone a Chinese man like him.

"Young man, you're quite good, you have a bright future."

Wu Xian nodded in approval and silently manipulated the Queen of the Underworld to step forward.

One second Zhang Yao was saying, "The child is ignorant, Brother Wu, please have mercy," but the next second he was stunned by Wu Xian's actions.

This is ridiculous! They're using the Queen of the Underworld to fight them. How can they possibly bring themselves to do it?

"Damn it, don't you have your own scroll?" Zhang Bo's face showed a look of madness. "What kind of skill is it to use Her Majesty the Queen of the Underworld? If you have the guts, use your own scroll!"

"What are you saying? The scroll is in my hands, so I can't use it?" Wu Xian joked.

The key is that each of my scrolls is more ferocious than the last. If I were to actually use them, you little brother might not be able to withstand them.

"You...you...you shameless!" Zhang Bo was almost crying with anger. "Waaah, Your Highness, please forgive my disrespect. Everything I did was to bring you home!"

As he spoke, the divine image above his head rippled, and the illusory figure of a cold-faced young male god appeared and disappeared.

Strangely, the scroll did not appear; instead, it transformed into a beam of divine light and entered Zhang Bo's body.

In an instant, a massive surge of blood energy and divine power coursed through Zhang Bo's body.

A set of luxurious attire also appeared on Zhang Bo.

"Is it really my destined scroll?" Wu Xian asked with great interest.

"You even know about the Natal Scroll?" Zhang Bo, possessed by the Natal Scroll, was slightly surprised. "Since you know the power of the Natal Scroll, why don't you hand over the Queen of the Underworld?"

Wu Xian smiled without saying a word, judging from his aura, he was probably only at the level of a gold scroll.

Then he silently lifted the Queen of the Underworld forward.

"Huh? I seem to sense something?"

At this moment, the power of the Underworld Queen's scroll seemed to resonate and resonate with the other party in some way.

After all, they are scrolls from the same mythological system, so it's normal to have some connection. But this level of connection definitely indicates a close relationship.

"Could it be the child of the Queen of the Underworld?"

Hades and Persephone don't seem to have any children, do they?
Surely it couldn't be Zeus's teddy bear that caused this, could it? But Hades is his own daughter!

However, considering the absurdity of Greek mythology, this possibility cannot be ruled out.

Zeus, you are truly a scoundrel!
While he was complaining, Zhang Bo, possessed by his natal scroll, had already taken action amidst his frantic and conflicted state. His pure and powerful divine power revealed a strong potential.

However, Zhang Bo was a little hesitant in front of the Queen of the Underworld, afraid of hurting her.

The key is that the power of the Silver Axis Queen is not weak. The accumulation of thousands of years in the Demon God Realm has brought powerful enhancements to the Silver Axis Queen.

In contrast, the power of Zhang Bo's natal scroll is clearly not yet included in the Demon God's Domain.

"Strange, such an excellent scroll, and it's even my destiny scroll, why isn't it being incorporated into the Demon God's Domain as soon as possible?" Wu Xian wondered to himself.

Little did they know, the Zhang clan had already incorporated Zhang Bo's divine map into the Abyss Demon Lord's system.

"Alright, little brother, you can't even beat your own Queen of the Underworld, so stop messing around and go back with your brother," Wu Xian joked.

The next second, Zhang Bo's eyes turned cold. "Don't be too happy! Gouzi, bite him—!"

Zhang Bo raised his hand and waved it, and suddenly an ugly-looking but cute puppy appeared out of nowhere on the flank of the battlefield, baring its teeth and claws as it attacked Wu Xian.

"this?!"

With wealth protecting him, Wu Xian was naturally not afraid of this sneak attack.

His internal energy circulated, and he swept the laurel branch across his hand, driving back the young, vicious dog.

Looking at the image above Zhang Bo's head again, he suddenly understood. "So that's what it was all about. It turned out to be a scene of domestic violence."

The three brothers, one of whom even had a dog, along with the inexplicable resonance within the Queen of the Underworld's power, instantly connected all the clues.

"A young version of Hades, right?" Wu Xian asked with a surprised smile.

"What Hades, the god of the underworld?" Zhang Bo scoffed. "This scroll of my destiny belongs to the noble son of the god-king!"

"Haha, that makes even better sense!" Wu Xian chuckled.

No wonder this little brother reacted so strongly, insisting on rescuing the Queen of the Underworld. It turns out that everything is preordained!
Based on current observations, the three brothers in the divine image above Zhang Bo's head should be Hades, Zeus, and Poseidon before they were granted divine positions.

No, no, if it was Hades who hadn't been granted a divine office, where did that dog come from?

Therefore, Zhang Bo's set of three brothers is not a true juvenile form, but a special "juvenile" form caused by the imperfection of the scroll's design.

"Your Highness, beat her to death!"

(End of this chapter)