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

Chapter 455 Is the Underworld Afraid of the Dead?
The association and the main military forces quickly returned to their posts.

Wu Xian still has some things to finish up.

With the old man's suppression of the demon god's gathered power, and in conjunction with the power connection between the [Laurel Tree] and the Moon Gazing Guardian, the remaining spirit of the Moon Gazing Guardian was forcibly separated from that flesh and blood power.

Without these two scroll spirits, the flesh and blood demon god will be unable to condense an incarnation to cause trouble for the time being.

But that endless power of flesh and blood continues to invade this world.

After finishing, I rushed back to Yaoyang City with the old man.

"Is this our old man?" The God of Wealth was full of curiosity about the old man, staring at him and looking him over. "So, after all this time, it's possible to cultivate and enter the Dao normally in this world?"
No, no, this method seems a bit different from the normal way of entering the path; it's quite interesting.

Greetings, sir. Though I am a true god, I am also your future grandson.

The God of Wealth bowed respectfully to the old man, acknowledging both the old man's senior status and his formidable fighting prowess.

"Hello," Wu Mingchang replied politely.

The old man was not surprised that his beloved grandson possessed the will of a true god.

There's no way around it; given Wu Xian's consistently phenomenal performance, it's unrealistic to say he doesn't possess some special abilities.

So the old man had anticipated this.

I just can't understand why this wisp of divine will is only showing itself now?

"The old man is in good health, definitely a Heavenly Saint Body." The God of Wealth clicked his tongue in admiration, revealing a hint of envy.

With such a constitution that is close to the Great Dao, in their world, one could cultivate to become an immortal simply by lying down.

It would be a lie to say I'm not envious.

If he had a choice, he would even prefer the old man to be his future physical body.

Unfortunately, he was already bound to Wu Xian.

When the God of Wealth first met Xue Zhengying, he was already taken aback. Now, after meeting the old man, he was even more shocked.

Who would have thought that two people with such extraordinary physical abilities would suddenly appear?

If he could be brought back to his world, powerful figures from all sides would probably be vying to take him as a disciple.

"Did you come here to borrow Xian'er's natal scroll?" The old man seemed to be confirming something.

"Exactly."

Upon hearing this, the old man nodded and smiled, and his worries vanished.

Now that the will of various true gods has descended upon the Scroll World, although it is a good thing for the Scroll World, it poses certain hidden dangers for the caller himself.

However, the will of the true god based on the natal scroll is an exception.

In theory, there are no hidden dangers.

The God of Wealth naturally saw the old man's worries and smiled sullenly.

To be honest, if his natal scroll hadn't been so tightly bound to its host, he might have actually had those kinds of thoughts.

After all, a new physical body plus a vast blue ocean of merit was simply too tempting for him.

While merging with Wu Xian in the future might be a good option, who wouldn't want to stay true to themselves?

"Speaking of which, what exactly is the purpose of you foreign true gods coming to our side?" the old man asked curiously.

“Uh, didn’t Wu Xian tell you? We all basically came here by accident and then got stuck here,” the God of Wealth chuckled. “Also, I can’t agree with the word ‘outsider’.”

If they are truly gods from elsewhere, then why did our laws and patterns appear in this world before our arrival?

Upon hearing this, Wu Mingchang fell into deep thought. "According to you, the world of the scroll originally contained a part of your power?"

“That’s for sure,” the God of Wealth said with a headache, “but the strange thing is that before we came here, we couldn’t sense any power here, and we didn’t even know that such a mysterious place existed.”

The specific reasons are currently beyond my comprehension, and the God of Mechanical Creation and the others are likely in the same boat.

Wu Mingchang understood and said nothing more.

Such matters concerning the very essence of the world are clearly not something that "ordinary people" like them need to think about.

The old man gradually became acquainted with the God of Wealth.

Meanwhile, Wu Xian was still urging Xiao Dizi to investigate and sense things.

"So, any results yet?" Wu Xian asked seriously. "What's the situation with that demon god?"

“It seems that the demon god is either unable to come directly, or it may have already come,” Xiao Dizi said with a strange expression.

"speak English."

Xiao Dizi said, "As I said before, the other side of the dimensional rift is a world completely filled with flesh and blood, and that flesh and blood is his true form, or rather, the entire world there is his true form."

The current situation is that the opening is too small, and the person can't squeeze through, or can only squeeze through a small portion of it.

The only way forward is to squeeze it out slowly, like squeezing toothpaste, or, as before, to condense some flesh and blood to form something.

Upon hearing this, Wu Xian was first startled, then his expression turned strange.

What was astonishing was the terrifying true form of that demon god, which was an entire world, or rather, a world filled with flesh and blood.

What's strange is the current "awkward" situation of this flesh-and-blood demon.

It's so big and the opening is so small, it's kind of funny to think about.

The good news is that there's no need to worry about this flesh-and-blood demon god completely descending upon the scroll world in the short term.

The bad news is that there will come a day when the breach has been made.

Then, after communicating with the God of Mechanical Creation through the Mechanical Dao Ancestor, his worries lessened somewhat.

According to the judgment of the God of Mechanical Creation, this dimensional rift is like a flaw created after “Heaven” was damaged.

As long as "Heaven" is still barely clinging to life, this "loophole" is unlikely to be allowed to continue to widen.

The main problem they now face is the ever-increasing flow of flesh and blood power, and the collapse of Yaoyang City under the infiltration of the evil realm.

"Hurry up and bring out the Taotie, then arrange for it to guard and eat over at the dimensional rift," the God of Wealth analyzed. "But the power of this Taotie must be enough to suppress that evil god."

If we can successfully implant that peculiar, ferocious bloodline, the requirements might be lowered somewhat.

"Understood." Wu Xian nodded solemnly.

To put it bluntly, if we want to arrange for the Taotie to guard the entrance and eat at the buffet, we need to at least give the Taotie the ability to fight against that flesh and blood power on its own. Otherwise, it will be assimilated by the other party before it even starts eating.

But if the Taotie were assimilated and called the "incarnation" of that flesh and blood demon god, things would get complicated.

Currently, it should at least be a Jade Scroll Gluttonous, and preferably with some Law Source Essence added to reach the level of a quasi-black scroll.

After all, Taotie currently does not have the support of divine power and is relying solely on the foundation of the scroll to fight head-on.

Therefore, the level and materials used in this Taotie statue must be maximized as much as possible!
Or we could try a different approach.

The goal is to find a way to integrate the bloodline of "fierce creatures" into the Taotie scroll, thereby achieving the effect of evolving while eating, so that a high-level Taotie is no longer needed.

Just make a Golden Scroll Taotie, then spend some time protecting the little Taotie. Once it grows and evolves, it can become independent.

Wu Xian's current idea is to do both at the same time.

We will collect as much high-level material as possible related to Taotie through various channels to prepare for the higher-level Taotie.

During this time, he and Zhou Qi researched the implantation and fusion of ferocious beast bloodlines. If successful, it would save a lot of trouble; if unsuccessful, there was another strategy as a backup. However, in theory, Taotie, as one of the four ancient ferocious beasts, should have some compatibility with the bloodlines of "ferocious beasts."

Therefore, the chances of a successful implantation are still quite high.

We'll have to see how things go in practice.

It just so happens that Xu Qingshan is also coming over. With an industry expert like him there, the chances of success will be much greater.

Not long after, Wu Xian returned to the skies above Yaoyang City with a heavy heart.

With the appearance of the dimensional rift, the full-scale invasion of the power of the flesh and blood abyss, and the infiltration of the evil realm.

The entire framework of the Scroll of Heaven and Earth in Yaoyang City is already teetering on the brink of collapse, like a candle flickering in the wind.

But the end of Yaoyang City is not the main point; the main point is the current fierce battle situation within Yaoyang City.

Looking around, there were deformed arms and tentacles swaying between heaven and earth.

Although the flesh and blood in Yaoyang City were already shrouded in plague, even though they were rotten and decaying from the plague, those deformed arms and tentacles were still rampaging.

The erosion of a plague is ultimately a slow process.

In addition, the monsters that sprout from flesh and blood are getting stronger and stronger.

Although the spirit masters and various resistance forces in Yaoyang City are very strong, people get tired and desperate, but the endless flesh and blood do not.

Meanwhile, on the other side of Yaoyang City, Second Sister-in-law Kun Youniang had also led the Zerg army to provide support.

Countless giant insect monsters led vast numbers of insect swarms throughout Yaoyang City, laying eggs and reproducing, highlighting a "sea of ​​insects" tactic.

But the problem remains: the scale and size of flesh and blood are simply too great.

"No...no...I can't eat anymore. Whoever wants to eat can eat, hiccup..."

In the midst of the chaotic insect swarm, a Lord-level three-headed worm transformed into human form in a lake of rotting flesh, its expression one of utter despair.

The insects and their offspring around him were all swollen and looked like insects.

Other Zerg might find this rotten flesh, corroded by the plague's power, disgusting, but they happen to be scavengers and eat it without any psychological burden.

There was just too much "food" to eat, we simply couldn't finish it all!
Meanwhile, the army of underworld ghost soldiers, led by club members, fought fiercely in every corner of the city.

Among them were many ghost soldiers who had been "enlightened" by the God of Wealth into plague demons.

The Mechanical Dojo team led by Jump Sister is also fighting fiercely. Judging from Jump Sister's words, the main force of the Mechanical Dojo should be arriving soon to provide support.

Furthermore, given the current situation, the Mechanical Gym has also increased its troop strength.

Back to the club.

Thanks to the protection of the City God Temple, the area surrounding the club has not been affected by evil influences.

However, with the fall of Yaoyang City, the power of the City God Temple continued to decline, and the flesh and blood forces spreading from all sides pressed in and piled up, forming a small basin surrounded by a mountain of flesh.

The senior sister was still overseeing things at the club, her expression revealing exhaustion, but even more so sadness and resentment.

"How is the situation?" Wu Xian asked his master sister with a heavy heart.

"We can hold out for now, but casualties are inevitable..." Xue Lingling said sadly. "Many brothers have already died in battle, and the civilian spirit master community has suffered even more casualties."

Furthermore, Du Yifan and Uncle Zhang Mazi have also died in battle.

Wu Xian fell silent in surprise and doubt, feeling a heaviness he had never felt before.

The series of casualty figures represent the heavy burden of countless brave and vibrant lives lost.

Behind every life is a family.

Many generals who achieved great success in their past lives dared not return to their hometowns, perhaps because they felt the same way.

But just as Wu Xian was feeling sentimental, the God of Wealth's words stunned him: "The prototype of the Underworld is already in your hands, what's there to be sad about?"

"Huh?!" Wu Xian's sorrow instantly turned to joy.

Right, does the underworld fear the dead?
"Master Sister, quickly gather some of the Yin Marshals and guide the souls of our fallen brothers to the Underworld outpost first." Wu Xian suddenly became agitated.

Xue Lingling was puzzled: "Sending them off on their final journey? But there's a crisis right now."

Clearly, in Xue Lingling's and the club's eyes, the underworld was merely a place to arrange the reincarnation of the dead.

"Don't worry, as long as their souls remain, they won't die!" Wu Xian laughed loudly.

"What?" Xue Lingling and the other club members present were both surprised and delighted. "Could it be..."

Wu Xian smiled without saying a word, which was taken as tacit agreement with their guess.

In an instant, the crowd, who had been immersed in sorrow, were overjoyed.

Moments later, the club members, led by Xue Qingyang and others, quickly formed a "War Soul Guiding Team" and began to lead the Yin Shuai Scroll to guide the wandering souls of warriors in Yaoyang City.

Wu Xian and his group arrived at the Underworld outpost immediately.

The old man, now holding the title of "King of Hell," has returned to his post.

"Sending the dead back to life comes at a price, doesn't it?"

Wu Xian gradually calmed down from his excitement and began to communicate with the God of Wealth.

"Of course, any behavior that violates the laws of heaven and earth will have a corresponding price to pay," the God of Wealth said noncommittally. "However, your little guys are alright. They have accumulated merit, so sending them back to life is legal and compliant, and they don't need to pay any price."

But the civilians of Yaoyang City who died in battle will have to pay a price.

"What price?"

Wu Xian took a deep breath and silently prepared himself to pay a heavy price.

“Many things are acceptable,” the God of Wealth said calmly, “such as the merits we have accumulated, or the power of the underworld.”

"The power of merit and the underworld?" Wu Xian pondered.

The so-called power of the underworld is actually the experience bar for the development and upgrading of underworld outposts.

Consuming this power will cause the Underworld Domain to drop in level, or even in rank.

"Forget about accumulating merit. First, I can't bear to part with it," the God of Wealth said. "Second, with the little merit we have now, we can't save many people."

"It seems the only option is to demote the Underworld." Wu Xian said helplessly, but without any hesitation.

It's just a drop in level; you can just level up again later.

"Perhaps there is another way," the God of Wealth said with a smile.

"What method?" Wu Xian's eyes lit up slightly.

"It's very simple, life for life," the God of Wealth joked. "Use your lifespan to exchange for the rebirth of those dead souls."

"This……"

Wu Xian was stunned for a long time, and almost burst out laughing on the spot.

What difference is there between this and no consumption for him?
Although the current production of Longevity Pills is limited, there's no rush to revive the warriors; we can arrange it later.

Or we could first give each person a year, or even a month, to be brought back to life, and then gradually extend their lives later.

(End of this chapter)