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

Chapter 512 The Sky Collapsed at the Demon God Dojo

In short: Your uncle is a scoundrel.

Okay, your dad is even worse.

Wu Xian had only said it casually to lighten the mood, but he didn't expect the Queen of the Underworld to actually take it to heart.

The resonance within his body gradually subsided, turning into a slightly hesitant hostility.

Something is wrong, very wrong!
"The Queen of the Underworld also has consciousness?" Wu Xian was startled and hurriedly sought confirmation from the God of Wealth and the Corpse Ancestor Jiang Chen in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Corpse Ancestor Jiang Chen took the initiative to show himself and was clearly very curious. "It doesn't seem to be the self-awareness of this scroll."

"What do you mean?" Wu Xian didn't quite understand.

The God of Wealth added, "It's highly likely related to the Black Scroll Queen of the Demon God Dojo."

Wu Xian suddenly realized.

It's highly unlikely that my own Silver Scroll Queen would possess consciousness, but the Black Scroll Queen at the Demon God Dojo could potentially develop some level of consciousness.

boom! boom! boom!
At this moment, Hades and his young son Hades were deeply in love, neither of them recognizing the other; an outsider would have mistaken them for enemies.

Wu Xian then looked curiously at Zhang Yao beside him, "Has Your Highness the Queen of the Underworld developed some self-awareness?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yao was startled but did not respond.

But his reaction confirmed Wu Xian's guess.

It's highly likely that the Queen of the Underworld at the Demon God Dojo has developed consciousness, which explains why the Demon God Dojo values ​​her so much.

From this perspective, it's possible that the Black Scroll Princes of various dojos have developed a certain level of consciousness.

However, this consciousness may not be complete. It is more like a self-consciousness that is nurtured and developed based on the extraordinary scroll, rather than the direct descent of the will of an external true god like the God of Wealth.

If that's the case, perhaps we can communicate with her by using the mark of the Queen of the Underworld in the Demon God's Realm?
Interesting~ Interesting. I'll chat with that Queen of the Underworld from the Demon God Dojo later.

Try to completely fool them.

On the other hand, Zhang Yao was puzzled by Wu Xian's words and reaction. His intuition told him that Wu Xian seemed to have some understanding of the inheritance structure of their Demon God Dojo.

If I remember correctly, Wu Xian's [Metal Giant] also seemed to have the flavor of their Demon God Dojo's heritage.

In this way, Wu Xian's repair of the Underworld Queen can be explained.

He just couldn't understand why Wu Xian was able to grasp the inheritance structure of their Demon God Dojo.

Isn't he a descendant of the Feng family of the Association?
Could it be that the Feng family had some connection with the first generation of the Demon God Dojo?
Zhang Yao became increasingly alarmed as he thought about it.

The situation before them was clearly beyond the capabilities of these younger generation members.

Watching his little brother fight against Her Majesty the Queen of the Underworld, he felt even more helpless.

This kid is good at everything, except he's too naive and too young, a total hothead.

Although the Ancient Method Natal Scroll is powerful, it is only at six stars and three life marks, and it does not yet have the blessing of the Divine Realm. It is already somewhat difficult to face the Queen of the Underworld, who is at six stars on the Silver Axis. In addition, it is bound to be restricted in its actions against the Queen of the Underworld. It would be a miracle if it could win.

"Alright, Bo'er, I know you're in a hurry, but don't rush!" Zhang Yao sighed and reminded him.

"Brother, quickly unleash your mechanical Apollo!" Zhang Bo was clearly caught up in the fight. "If we join forces, we can definitely take it down!"

"..."

Zhang Yao's lips twitched, and he looked at Wu Xian with an awkward yet polite expression, signaling Wu Xian to go easy on him.

In fact, Wu Xian was quite interested in this young man named Zhang Bo.

Especially the fact that Hades was born in his childhood.

Since they intend to keep Hades on their side in the future, they will inevitably have to deal with Hades, the god of the underworld.

Is it a bit cruel to force a couple to separate?

"Alright, young man, your natal scroll is indeed quite good, but it still has a long way to go," Wu Xian teased.

Just kidding, he's an expert in traditional scroll painting.

While the power of a natal scroll possession is strong, it also depends on one's own abilities. Theoretically speaking, the higher one's physical skills, the better the effect of the scroll possession.

This is also the fundamental reason why Wu Xian has never given up on physical training.

Zhang Bo, on the other hand, had virtually no foundation in physical training and average physical abilities. His only real skill lay in his understanding of the laws and principles related to "Young Hades."

To put it bluntly, it makes little difference whether Hades possessed him in his childhood or not.

"Waaaah, I'll fight you to the death—!"

The little guy was so angry he almost cried, and he started to fly into a rage.

Even though Wu Xian was right behind Her Highness the Underworld Queen, she was powerless to help, just like the incompetent "husband" in the Minotaur story.

Now that Wu Xian had figured out what was going on with this little brother, he naturally lost interest in playing around any longer.

With a slight thought, the Corpse Ancestor General Chen beside him understood immediately. He rushed over and instantly crushed Zhang Bo's divine power with overwhelming killing intent, subduing him on the ground.

Bang~!

The divine image above Zhang Bo's head dissipated, and the power of his natal scroll also faded, leaving him struggling in agony.

"If you want revenge, you'd better train for a few more years," Wu Xian said mockingly. "I'm always welcome."

Based on this little brother's signature scroll, he'll definitely be coming to save his wife time and time again in the future, and he's happy to witness this little brother's future growth.

After saying that, Corpse Ancestor Jiang Chen lightly tapped his toes, gently kicking the disheveled Zhang Bo back into Zhang Yao's arms.

"Waaah, Your Majesty the Queen of the Underworld, this junior is utterly incompetent..." Zhang Bo was heartbroken.

Zhang Yao sighed helplessly. His younger brother was incompetent, but wasn't he, as the older brother, also incompetent?

But there's nothing we can do; Brother Wu is just too incredible.

The rest depends on how the elders negotiate with the association.

Wu Xian looked at the two brothers with great interest, finding them increasingly intriguing.

One is Apollo, the other is young Hades. It's all messed up, the generations are completely confused.

However, this is a scroll world, so this situation is understandable.

After all, a scroll painter is a scroll painter, and a scroll is a scroll; they cannot be generalized.

"We'll deal with Her Highness the Queen of the Underworld later," Wu Xian said unhurriedly. "You already have a Black Scroll Queen of the Underworld, so having another one won't make much difference. It would be better to keep her here in our Underworld; perhaps she can bring out a different kind of brilliance."

"..." Zhang Yao's expression froze.

"But speaking of which," Wu Xian changed the subject, "is there something you two need that led you here all of a sudden?"

“There is something I wanted to talk to Brother Wu about,” Zhang Yao said bitterly, “but it’s not that important anymore.”

The Queen of the Underworld is about to belong to someone else, so she has no time to worry about anything else.

“Hey~ Even brothers need to keep clear accounts, one thing at a time,” Wu Xian said with a smile. “We have some relationship, so just say what you need to say.”

Zhang Yao's expression was complex and conflicted.

He then sighed and said, "Brother Wu, as you can see, Bo'er is quite outstanding. His elders at home intend for him to develop his career with the Abyss Demon Lord, so they would like to ask Brother Wu to help introduce him."

Wu Xian's eyes flickered slightly.

Don't say it, really don't say it.

As the origin of "Tartarus," Hades is the embodiment of the abyss and hell. It's a good fit for Hades to go there and develop his career; he's returned to his homeland.

"No problem, no problem," Wu Xian laughed heartily. "I'll say a few words to the Abyss Demon Lord later."

To be honest, Wu Xian was quite happy to do this kind of matchmaking.

The key is that both sides will be satisfied in the end, and I'll gain favor from both. "Who cares?" Zhang Bo said resentfully, "I don't need this guy's introduction. I can gain the favor and recognition of the Abyss Demon Lord on my own!"

"Alright, Bo'er, say no more." Zhang Yao glared at Zhang Bo in annoyance, then clasped his hands in thanks to Wu Xian. "It's just that my uncle has a rather volatile temper and can't tolerate his grandson suffering even the slightest grievance. Even my grandfather might not be able to stop him."

So, Brother Wu, please be a little careful. My uncle is really… sigh…”

Upon hearing his elder brother mention his grandfather, Zhang Bo inexplicably straightened his back, glared fiercely at Wu Xian, and gave him a "you just wait" look.

"It's alright, my old man has quite a temper too," Wu Xian said nonchalantly.

As for Zhang Bo's hostility and resentment towards him, Wu Xian could understand it.

After all, we stole his wife, so it's normal for him to be hostile towards him.

"Right."

Zhang Yao subconsciously thought of Elder Feng from the association, and then he felt relieved.

Little did Wu Xian know that the grandfather he was talking about was not Elder Feng at all.

Just as Zhang Yao was about to take his leave, he suddenly asked out of the blue, "Brother Wu, do you have any knowledge of the inheritance structure of my Demon God Dojo?"

"If I had to say, I know a little bit about it." Wu Xian smiled, his eyes narrowed.

At this moment, Wu Xian no longer hid anything, and the people at the Demon God Dojo were not stupid, so they could naturally guess this.

Zhang Yao took a deep breath, stared intently at Wu Xian, and then took Zhang Bo's leave.

As the two walked away, the club members couldn't help but feel curious.

"Is this all over?" Xue Qingyang asked in surprise.

"It's still early," Wu Xian shook his head and smiled. "The real focus is on the elders at the Demon God Dojo. It's just that things have come a little ahead of schedule. You guys just focus on your work, I'll handle it myself."

……

Huaguo Mountain New World, the camp behind the Demon God Dojo.

The Zhang brothers rushed back from the front lines and barged straight into the camp of the Zhang family patriarch.

The patriarch and the elders of several families in the Taoist temple were all present, and at this moment they were studying and discussing some ancient scroll fragments that they had recently collected.

"Something...something terrible has happened!" The two started shouting as soon as they entered the door.

"Xiao Yao and Bo'er?" The Zhang family patriarch smiled kindly, then said with a hint of reproach, "The front line is not home; you still need to follow some rules."

But the two little ones looked anxious and worried. "Grandpa, this time something really bad has happened."

Seeing the two of them so out of sorts, the Zhang family patriarch and the elders present gradually became serious. "Don't rush, speak slowly."

"Could it be that there has been another major discovery on the front lines of the Abyss?" an elder asked with great interest.

"No, no...no," Zhang Yao stammered, "It was Her Highness the Queen of the Underworld, Wu Xian...he...he repaired the Queen of the Underworld's remnant spirit!"

Upon hearing this, the elders present were momentarily taken aback.

Moments later, the atmosphere in the entire tent instantly turned to freezing.

"What? What did you say?" an elder exclaimed in surprise. "When did this happen? Are you sure?"

"I saw it with my own eyes." Zhang Yao smiled wryly.

The Zhang family patriarch and the elders present exchanged bewildered glances.

"This... how is this possible?" The Zhang family patriarch was somewhat incredulous. "You mean that kid repaired the remnant spirit of the Queen of the Underworld himself? What level did he repair it to, and how good was his repair skill?"

“It’s practically perfect,” Zhang Yao said. “Even if the great-grandfather and uncles had done it themselves, they probably couldn’t have repaired it so perfectly.”

A collective gasp filled the tent.

"Are you kidding me?" Everyone was incredulous. "You mean an outsider not only repaired the remnants of the Queen of the Underworld, but did it perfectly?"

“Although I don’t want to believe it, it’s the truth,” Zhang Yao said with a wry smile. “Does Uncle still remember Wu Xian’s metal giant back then? I now seriously suspect that he has some knowledge of the heritage of our Demon God Dojo.”

The old man with the mustache standing to the side looked surprised. "If you put it that way, it's actually quite possible."

He led the team in the Mechanical Dojo Invitational Tournament, and at the time, he felt that Wu Xian's metal giant was something special.

I originally wanted to have a private talk with Wu Xian and try to get him into the Demon God Dojo.

The matter was dropped after Wu Xian's association background was learned.

"What does that kid mean?" the Zhang family patriarch asked in a deep voice.

"I'm afraid they're not willing to return it."

"..." The Zhang family patriarch and the elders present couldn't help but grit their teeth in secret.

The key issue is that the other party is in the right, so even if they feel aggrieved, they have no recourse.

"If that's the case, why don't you just take it back?" one of the elders said irritably. "Even if you hurt that kid, we old guys will still clean up your mess later!"

"Does Uncle Zhou not know Wu Xian very well?" Zhang Yao asked, his lips twitching.

If he could have taken it back, he would have done it long ago.

The problem is, we can't beat them! The odds of winning are zero.

The Zhou family elder was stunned. "What? That kid is very strong?"

"Waaah... Grandpa, I've done my best," Zhang Bo cried, throwing himself into the arms of the old man with the mustache. "But I'm still no match for that guy. I've disgraced you."

"What?!" The old man with the mustache immediately puffed out his beard and glared. "That brat bullied our Bo'er?"

"It can't really be called bullying," Zhang Yao was about to explain.

But the uncle was already furious. "That's bullying! Where is that kid now? I'm going to find him and reason with him."

Seeing this, the Zhang family patriarch and the elders beside him exchanged glances with the old man with the mustache, clearly intending to use this as an excuse to shamelessly try and snatch something.

“Come on, Bo’er, Grandpa will stand up for you!” said the old man with the mustache, his words filled with righteous indignation.

Watching the grandfather and grandson leave in a huff, the elders of the Demon God Dojo present were filled with gloom.

"I still can't figure out how that kid did it," the elders said, bewildered.

The Zhang family patriarch suddenly thought of something, "Wait a moment, I will go to the Divine Realm to confirm first. If he really has this ability, the Divine Mark of the Underworld Queen will definitely leave a trace."

As he spoke, under the tense and expectant gazes of everyone, the Zhang family patriarch sent his consciousness on a journey to the divine realm to check and confirm.

A moment later, the Zhang family patriarch opened his eyes with an uncertain expression, his gaze filled with disbelief.

"What's the matter, Ancestor? Is there really a second original copy?" The elders eagerly sought confirmation.

The Zhang family patriarch nodded in surprise and doubt. "Not only that, but that kid also seems to have made some changes to Her Majesty the Underworld Queen's divine diagram?"

"what?!"

Everyone gasped in shock, some even on the verge of tears.

"Damn it, how dare he, an outsider, be worthy of the title?"

"Who gave them the audacity to interfere with Her Majesty the Queen of the Underworld's divine paintings?"

You must know, that was a magnificent divine diagram that their ancestors had perfected over thousands of years.

Now it's been scribbled on by an outsider, and the worst part is they can't control it.

At that moment, the elders of the Demon God Dojo present felt as if the sky had fallen.

It's like you painstakingly assemble a Lego set, only to find a mischievous kid suddenly appearing out of nowhere, reaching out his claws to your Lego creation, while you can only watch helplessly from outside the window.

(End of this chapter)