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

Chapter 278 I am a dignified level 42 lord!

The dog frantically checked its own condition, then darted to the mirror and looked at its reflection.

After a brief period of existential doubt, he started jumping around in the room.

"Where's the door? Let me out!"

"..." Wu Xian's head was filled with black lines. With a slight thought, he manipulated the scroll.

Fortunately, the control is still in our own hands.

This resulted in a strange scene.

The big white dog, Di Ting, was looking away, but its body was honestly moving towards Wu Xian. It was panicking and cursing, "Damn human, what have you done to me? Let me go!"

Don't kneel down, you dead leg! Who told you to lie down?

What are you doing? Don't you dare touch my head!

Wu Xian gently stroked the head of the big white dog, Di Ting. It felt quite nice. "Little Di Ting, have you had enough?"

"What did you call me?" The dog, Di Ting, made a startled sound from its seemingly innocent mouth. "I am the Netherworld Death Dragon Lion, a level 42 Grand Lord of the Ghost Realm under the command of the Great Lord of the Abyss!"

"I'm sorry, that dragon-lion is dead. You are now my scroll, Di Ting."

"What a joke! How could I possibly die?"

Di Ting's voice grew weaker and weaker as he spoke, the image of his dying moments being "saved" by Wu Xian still vivid in his mind.

Although he was arrogant, he also knew the principle that one has to bow one's head when under someone's roof, and he accepted reality while assessing his own situation.

"Di Ting? What a terrible name! Changed it~ Changed it, I don't like it!"

"Its full name is Underworld Divine Dog - Di Ting".

"Oh, that sounds alright," the big white dog Di Ting gradually calmed down. "Strange, I'm still alive and well, how did I become a human's portrait?"

As a lord-level shapeshifting monster, he has a good understanding of the human transcendent scroll.

He knew that his [Divine Core] could be transformed into a transcendent scroll for humanity, but that was something that could only be achieved after his death.

Moreover, once it's transformed into a scroll, it usually has nothing to do with him anymore.

"I know, you humans must be doing some kind of monster experiments on me, damn it—!" Di Ting began to bare his teeth at Wu Xian.

Unfortunately, with just one look from Wu Xian, it immediately stuck out its tongue and wagged its tail.

"You also know about the monster experiments conducted by those people at the top?" Wu Xian couldn't help but become interested.

"Hmph! Of course I know," Di Ting snorted. "Back then, I was captured and imprisoned in your research institute. Fortunately, I was blessed with good fortune and managed to escape."

Upon hearing this, Wu Xian was somewhat stunned.

So it's some kind of monster from another world, and it's related to the upper-level research institute?
He then explained to him the difference between upper-class and lower-class people.

Who would have thought that a single sentence from Di Ting would leave him completely stunned.

"Of course I know about that so-called upper world, but in my opinion, you humans are essentially the same," Di Ting sneered mockingly. "If you were put up there, you would be even more ruthless than them!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Xian was not angry, but instead fell into deep thought.

Perhaps there is no difference between upper and lower classes in this world, only the difference between people.

Even the hero who defeats the dragon may eventually become the new dragon.

Many people in the lower class today are not necessarily lower class; they just haven't become upper class yet.

"You little Di Zi have quite the ideas," Wu Xian teased. "It wouldn't be bad for you to stay by my side and have some fun in the future."

"..." Di Ting looked unwilling to be humiliated, "Damn it, kill me if you dare!"

"Alright, it's your honor to be able to retain your consciousness in Di Ting. Don't act all innocent after getting such a good deal." Wu Xian stood up irritably. "Let's go~ let's go test your skills."

"Am I, a dignified level 42 lord, not better than this wretched dog you created?" Di Ting cursed.

"You damn dog?" Wu Xian's eyes were playful: "You should be secretly happy!" As he spoke, he released the restriction between this consciousness and the power of Di Ting, otherwise, given his state just now, he probably would have attacked him, the creator, right away.

"Huh? No wonder I had no strength at all. Turns out you had it all in your hands."

Sensing the power of the spirit body of the scroll painting, "Di Ting" obediently followed Wu Xian out while carefully experiencing it.

"Damn, you've made my laws so complicated? Do you even understand them?"

"Wouldn't it have been better if it had been kept simple like that? Aren't you just messing around with this?"

Then, "Di Ting" began to seriously experience the power within that complex framework of laws. At first, it wanted to laugh, thinking that such a chaotic framework of laws was just nonsense and had no meaning whatsoever.

But the more I watched, the more alarmed and unbelievable it became.

The entire framework of rules is logically consistent and well-ordered, with no rules that are superfluous or merely filler.

Ultimately, they were completely speechless and fell into a state of "it's actually pretty good".

From the perspective of these otherworldly holy spirits, the framework of laws that Wu Xian had created for them was like presenting their ultimate and most perfect future form to them as a reference answer.

Unfortunately, he is no longer a free monster, but a wisp of remnant consciousness imprisoned within the scroll.

This human is something else.

Meanwhile, Wu Xian was also caught up in complicated thoughts.

His current situation with "Diting" is a microcosm of the relationship between the upper class and the Wang family.
The difference is that the "transformation" of the Wang family by the upper class was intentional, while the appearance of "Di Ting" was purely accidental.

If possible, he would never want to retain the consciousness of that sinister man.

After all, for him, whether or not [Di Ting] has this consciousness makes no difference.

Its only value is that it can "manage" things for him.

The moment the scroll was completed, Wu Xian checked the status of this "consciousness." It was directly imprinted into the framework of the laws of the [Divine Power Fragment], and now it has become one with the divine image imprint of [Di Ting], making it impossible to remove.

"How do you feel?" Wu Xian asked with a smile.

"It's alright, I can barely accept it," Di Ting said, feigning aloofness. "It's a pity that you human spirit painters have too many limitations. If only you were still a being from the Ghost Realm."

Wu Xian pondered, "Speaking of which, aren't you a bit different from other creatures in the Ghost Realm?"

"What do you mean?" Di Ting asked, puzzled.

"Don't you find it strange? Logically speaking, it's impossible for you to retain this consciousness, and I didn't perform any additional operations during the drawing process."

Upon hearing this, Di Ting also fell into deep thought, "Could it be because I am blessed with a divine mandate?"

"Destined to be a blessing?"

Di Ting proudly raised its dog head: "I'm not afraid to tell you, but three years ago I was just a nobody little monster. But I was born with incredible luck, and before I knew it, I had become a lord-level big shot."

"If I hadn't fallen into your hands, I reckon I would have reached the King level very quickly under the Abyss Demon Lord's tutelage."

"..." Wu Xian was secretly alarmed.

It seems he was right; this "strange creature" was indeed quite different from others.

The problem likely lies with him.

As they spoke, he landed on his flying sword at the entrance of the Underworld Club, while Di Ting, surrounded by "nine energies," landed steadily beside Wu Xian.

Seeing Wu Xian bring over the large white dog scroll, the club members couldn't help but be curious and greeted him respectfully.

"You're doing quite well, aren't you?" Di Ting asked in surprise, "Are all these humans your subordinates?"

"That's it."

Wu Xian ignored Di Ting's curious look and teleported him directly to the underworld outpost.

Such a strange thing naturally required consulting one's second sister-in-law, who was also a powerful demon from another world.

(End of this chapter)