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

Chapter 70 Followers and Bubble Race

"I see," Wu Xian said, suddenly realizing. "No problem, no problem."

"Is it really possible?" Zhang Mazi asked excitedly.

“Of course,” Wu Xian replied without hesitation, while also expressing some curiosity: “But speaking of which, why not let your son join Glorious Evolution? In my opinion, the tattoo artist’s skills are quite promising.”

Zhang Mazi chuckled self-deprecatingly, "Who would choose such a haphazard path to become a spirit tamer? Although Boss Lin's skills are quite good, I really don't want my child to suffer this hardship and torment."

Wu Xian understood, but his mood became somewhat heavy.

Parents' hearts are always full of love and worry!

As Zhang Mazi said, who would choose the uncertain path of "glorious evolution" if they could follow the path of a Spirit Master?

Moreover, this evolution requires extremely high levels of patience and willpower.

Zhang Mazi, having come this far, knows all too well the hardships and pain of this journey.

“We didn’t have the means back then, but now that we do, we naturally want our child to be able to become a proper spirit master just like a normal person.”

“Alright,” Wu Xian nodded quite seriously, “which one do you want, brother?”

"Can I choose any one?" Zhang Mazi couldn't hide his excitement.

Wu Xian said nonchalantly, "It's all the same to me, oh right~ except for the one riding the black tiger, the others are up to you."

"I thought those two from the day before yesterday were pretty powerful, is that alright?" Zhang Mazi asked cautiously.

"Ox-Head and Horse-Face?" Wu Xian smiled knowingly, took out a pair of Ox-Head and Horse-Face replica scrolls, and suddenly thought of something, "By the way, is your son interested in pursuing a professional league career?"

"what?"

Zhang Mazi was both surprised and suspicious.

For someone as impoverished as him living in a shantytown, a professional league career was practically unattainable.

For them, becoming a legitimate spirit master, working hard, and leading their families out of the shantytown is already their biggest dream.

Joining a club and pursuing a professional league career was something I never even dared to dream of.

Every player who has made a name for themselves in the professional league has been made through massive financial investment.

After all, in professional leagues, without a few powerful scrolls, you don't even qualify to be cannon fodder.

It's common for scrolls to break and be scrapped. Each one can cost hundreds of thousands or even millions of dollars, which is unaffordable for ordinary families.
In terms of spiritual power cultivation, one must take at least one dose of [Spiritual Energy Amplification Liquid] every day, plus various cultivation clubs to enhance one's cultivation; otherwise, one's cultivation will not be able to keep up with the other contestants.

Although professional players can make a lot of money after they become famous, they have to become famous first!

Take Zhang Mazi for example. His plan for his son was to create several high-quality and powerful scrolls, preferably the kind that can be used for a lifetime, and then carefully and diligently accumulate a family fortune so that he could support his grandchildren to go further in the future.

"To be honest, I'm currently short of a player to help me in the league," Wu Xian said, seizing the opportunity. "If your son is willing, I can give you these two scrolls at cost price. If he performs well later, I'll also train him as a follower. How about it?"

"Ah? This, this, this..."

Zhang Mazi was momentarily incoherent, feeling as if he were dreaming.

"How about this, you call the child over and listen to his own opinion, and let me also take a look at his health."

"Please wait a moment, I will bring my son over right away."

Zhang Mazi remained stunned for a long time, suppressing his inner excitement, before taking his leave.

Wu Xian's idea was also very simple.

Unlike his mentor, who had "returned from studying abroad" and possessed a strong appeal, he had never even studied at an art studio.

Even if he wanted to recruit followers or players, no one would recognize him.

My mentor sister only posted a recruitment notice, and a lot of people were willing to pay to sign up. If it were him, no one would sign up at all.

Therefore, the best approach is to start with those around him, those who appreciate his paintings.

Zhang Mazi's son would be a good choice.

He came from a poor background and had a clean record.

Although it requires more resources, followers cultivated in this way will be more loyal.

It's important to understand that there's a difference between your subordinates and your followers.

Club players are more like partners; they can be transferred or poached.

Followers are the true subordinates!

Just like our Sister Tiao, didn't she always want to cultivate Wu Xian into a follower?

And the evil god's servant who attacked him the night before last was essentially a follower of some evil scroll painter.

Soon after, Zhang Mazi and his son rushed over.

Zhang Mazi had obviously explained the situation to his son, so the younger brother was a little nervous when facing Wu Xian, but he couldn't hide the burning excitement in his eyes.

"Junior Zhang Zihao pays respects to the Scroll Master."

The young man seemed to have seized a stroke of luck, and immediately offered a grand salute.

This startled Wu Xian, who quickly helped him up, saying, "Get up, get up. It's not like you're becoming my disciple, there's no need for such a grand gesture."

“From now on, you will be his elder brother. An elder brother is like a father, and you deserve this great honor,” Zhang Mazi said solemnly.

"That's unnecessary. Wouldn't that shorten my lifespan?"

Wu Xian solemnly helped Zhang Zihao up; in this situation, it was clear that there was no need to seek the child's opinion.

The child's expression practically screamed "I'd go through fire and water for my brother."

"Here, this is my current set of works, which belongs to the undead theme. Try controlling each one and see which one you feel comfortable with." Wu Xian took out the dungeon scrolls of the five Yin Marshals and let Zhang Zihao try them one by one.

Unlike scroll painters, scroll painters are like a profession in a game for spirit tamers.

Some people are born to play warriors, and they are naturally better at it than others. Others are naturally suited to using magic-type spirits, and they are naturally more adept at it under the same conditions. And such people will bring more and better "insight power" to the original creators of the scrolls.

Since the goal is to cultivate followers, it's natural to choose the one most suitable for him to test the waters.

"Your spiritual power is almost at level two, right?"

"Yes, I should be able to break through within half a month."

While Zhang Zihao was experiencing each scroll, Wu Xian was also experiencing the divine illustrations of the "Ten Great Yin Marshals".

When Zhang Zihao controlled the Bull Demon King, his entire demeanor changed, and Wu Xian also clearly felt a faint fluctuation coming from within the divine diagram.

Not just the Bull-Headed General, but all the other generals seemed to work quite well under his command, though the Bull-Headed General was a bit more manageable.

This discovery thrilled Wu Xian.

Isn't this a perfect professional necromancer? He's naturally more suited to using necromancer scrolls.

"Not bad, not bad, this [Bull Head General] scroll is yours," Wu Xian grinned from ear to ear. "After your spiritual power reaches level two, I'll officially let you participate in the bubble tournament. Do your best then."

"Ah."

Zhang Zihao held the ox-head scroll in his hand, his gaze resolute.

Then, Zhang Mazi started making payments. He originally only wanted to collect the cost price of 600,000, but Zhang Mazi insisted on paying him 1 million, and no amount of refusing worked.

Little did Zhang Mazi know that this price of one million was like getting a bargain.

If they hadn't been fortunate enough to meet Wu Xian, they would never have had the chance to access such a powerful and cost-effective scroll in their entire lives.

The father and son respectfully took their leave, and Wu Xian was satisfied.

Once Zihao enters the arena, he should be free to do so. The key is that this little guy is handsome and sunny, and he'll probably attract a lot of female fans.

Of course, compared to his looks, she's still a tiny bit lacking, haha.

Before his little brother Zihao develops up, he, as the "manufacturer," has to personally step forward and endorse him.

On the bustling streets of the North District.

The father and son, who emerged from South Fourth Alley, felt as if they were in a dream.

"How is it, son? What do you think of Master Wu's scroll?" Zhang Mazi asked expectantly. Although he had witnessed the power of Ox-Head and Horse-Face, he still wanted to hear his son's true feelings.

“I feel like we can sell the Shadow Wolf,” Zhang Zihao took a deep breath, full of enthusiasm. “Compared to the Lord’s Minotaur Commander, the Shadow Wolf is really no match.”

"Huh? Spending so much money, wouldn't it be a loss to sell it?" Zhang Mazi asked, puzzled.

But Zhang Zihao said solemnly, "Dad, trust me, sell the Shadow Wolf, then buy me some spirit crystals and spirit energy amplification fluid, and take me to the cultivation club to cultivate for a few days."

I want to represent my family on the field as soon as possible!

Although Zhang Mazi was somewhat surprised and hesitant, he ultimately decided to listen to his son.

……

The next day.

With the triple blessing of spirit crystals, spirit energy amplification liquid, and laurel tree, Wu Xian slowly opened his eyes.

Although he is still a bit far from reaching the fourth level of spiritual power, his cultivation speed is already quite impressive.

"We need to figure out a way to give Brother Zihao a boost from the laurel tree."

He couldn't afford spirit crystals and spirit energy amplification fluid, but he was happy to use the free cultivation amplification method like the [Laurel Tree].

However, the effects of the laurel tree are too strong, so it is not convenient to reveal them for the time being, and the materials for drawing copies and rubbings are also not easy to obtain.

I glanced at the time, got up, and went out.

Riding on the laurel branch, I took off with the wind and headed straight for the bubble tournament venue.

The fake stadium is located in the eastern economic development zone of the new city. Unlike the core urban area, it is not densely populated. However, the area around the fake stadium is an exception. It is brightly lit and even more lively than the North Street area.

Countless aspiring scroll painters and contestants live here year-round, all in the hope of making it into the professional arena.

Wu Xian, who originally intended to join Zhou Qi and the others directly, was drawn by the shouts of people opening betting odds on the street.

Unfortunately, only betting odds for some popular players are available.

"That's actually a pretty good way to get rich."

Wu Xian secretly pondered that since he possessed the God of Wealth, he could visit such places more often in the future.

But then again, will placing my bet affect the outcome of the game?
For example, causing the side that should have won to lose the game unexpectedly?
"How about we try betting a small amount?"

Therefore, we focused on one of the most popular betting odds: a player named Sun Xiang. Judging from the discussions around him, he seems to be a popular youth player from the Elf Club. We bet on whether he can win today.

The odds were almost unbeatable, but there were still gamblers willing to take the plunge.

"Hello, one hundred, bet."

"okay."

The boss kindly helped him place his bet and register.

After finishing, he strode into the bubble game venue, looking for Zhou Qi and others.

Jingle Bell……

Just then, she unexpectedly received a call from Sister Tiao, "Hey~ Xiao Xianzi, where are you? Sister Tiao has finally made it through!"

"Uh, I'm at the bubble tournament venue, getting ready to play a match."

"Huh? You went to play in the gauntlet?"

(End of this chapter)