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

Chapter 67 Servants of the Evil God
“My disciple was just attacked by a thug who broke into his home. He fought back with all his might and killed him. He is a little flustered and scared.”

Wu Xian succinctly explained the situation.

"What?!" Xue Lingling in the video was startled, then instantly sobered up. "Don't panic, your teacher will be there soon!"

With that, he leaped out of the window, stepping onto the coffin lid and soaring into the night sky.

"Are we safe now? Are you sure they don't have accomplices?"

Xue Lingling was wearing a set of ghost-style pajamas, which fluttered wildly in the night wind, making her look like a female ghost.

"There shouldn't be any left; it's safe for now."

"That's good," Xue Lingling breathed a sigh of relief. "By the way, where exactly do you live in the North District?"

"No. 18, South Fourth Alley, North Street".

"Number 18, South Fourth Lane?" Xue Lingling asked in surprise.

Seeing Xue Lingling's reaction, Wu Xian couldn't help but wonder, "What's wrong? Is there something special about this house, disciple?"

"No, I just didn't expect you to live next door to Third Uncle." Xue Lingling explained, "Don't move around, your teacher will be there soon."

Seeing Xue Lingling hang up the phone, Wu Xian's expression turned strange.

So, the slovenly uncle next door is Xue Lingling's third uncle?

Wow, fate is truly amazing.

About half an hour later, a gust of cold wind blew the window open, and Xue Lingling jumped in. "My dear disciple, are you alright?"

"it's okay no problem."

After confirming that Wu Xian was unharmed, Xue Lingling's gaze instantly locked onto the corpse. Her brows furrowed slightly, as if she had noticed something. "A level five spirit master? You killed him?"

"I was lucky, I managed a last-minute comeback," Wu Xian said naively.

Xue Lingling gave him a meaningful look and didn't ask any more questions. "How did you end up offending someone like that?"

"Master Sister knows them?" Wu Xian was slightly surprised.

“I don’t recognize them,” Xue Lingling said calmly, “but I can roughly guess where they came from. They have a strange, lingering presence in their bodies, typical servants of an evil god.”

"Servants of an evil god?"

Xue Lingling said quite seriously, "You should know that the spirits conceived by scroll painters are not necessarily righteous; they may also be evil and bizarre beings. Those scroll painters who conceive of evil god scrolls are naturally not good people."

As for the composition of the soul-demon image with the background of the evil god, I probably don't need to elaborate, do I?

Wu Xian was suddenly startled.

Just as they need to comprehend the corresponding laws to upgrade their divine paintings, evil god scroll painters will naturally also sense the power of evil laws.

Similar to a cult-like terrorist group in a scroll painting world.

"What does the other party's scroll look like?" Xue Lingling asked seriously.

"It was like some kind of demon that could pull me into a hellish illusionary realm, covered in tentacles and spikes," Wu Xian described earnestly. "It also seemed to affect a person's mind and emotions. I was cultivating at the time when I suddenly fell into a state of despair, just like having a nightmare. Fortunately, I woke up in time."

“Yes, it’s a typical evil scroll ability,” Xue Lingling confirmed. “But I’ve never heard of this kind of scroll before. I’ll ask around at the dojo later.”

By the way, how did you offend them?

"Don't know?" Wu Xian looked innocent. "It might be related to the dimensional leak in the Rat Path area yesterday?"

Xue Lingling asked, puzzled, "What does this have to do with the dimensional leak?"

"You don't know..."

Wu Xian briefly recounted the information he had gathered from the protection team.

"And this person also said that I was meddling in other people's business or something, so I guess it's related to those criminal gangs that modify monsters."

"Monster modification? Artificially creating a dimensional leak?" Xue Lingling pondered. "To create panic and gather some kind of evil power?"

"Maybe," Wu Xian said, not entirely sure.

"In short, be careful lately. Although this person acted on a whim, there's no guarantee that other evil god servants won't come looking for trouble for you," Xue Lingling solemnly warned.

“Okay,” Wu Xian nodded obediently. “Do you need to move or something?” “No need,” Xue Lingling shook her head and smiled. “I’ll talk to my third uncle later. He can take care of things. But my third uncle is eccentric and has a strange temper. It’s best not to bother him unless necessary.”

Wu Xian clicked his tongue and nodded, "Is your third uncle also a scroll painter?"

“No,” Xue Lingling said, “but Third Uncle is quite authoritative and very capable in pigment research.”

"Oh, oh." Wu Xian was secretly curious.

“I’ll go to the association to find out,” Xue Lingling said, putting the corpse of the evil god’s servant into her subspace bracelet. “The appearance of an evil god’s minions in Yaoyang City is not a good thing.”

Wu Xian couldn't help but ask curiously, "Then how do you determine whether the scroll painter is righteous or evil?"

“Those who do inhuman things are those who create evil scrolls,” Xue Lingling’s answer was simple and blunt. “Normal scroll artists would not improve themselves through immoral means.”

"Really?" Wu Xian asked with a strange look, "Then what happened in the shantytown last time..."

"..." Xue Lingling's forehead went black, she snorted and raised her eyebrows: "This old lady has the ability to handle things and make reasonable use of the dimensional mirage mechanism, do you have a problem with that? Besides, if it weren't for my timely suppression of the garbage disposal plant, at least half of the people in the shantytown would have died."

Wu Xian was speechless.

After silently seeing Xue Lingling off, Wu Xian felt a great sense of relief.

The safety issue was resolved, and she even helped him solve the problem of the corpse. My master sister is still somewhat useful.

"Servants of an evil god?"

This gave him a completely new understanding of the world.

There's a saying that goes, "A big forest has all kinds of birds." What decent person would even think of an evil god?

A scroll painter who can conceive of evil spirits is not a good person.

Out of curiosity, Wu Xian searched online for information about the Evil Scroll and found that it was basically universally condemned.

Most importantly, capturing the evil scroll painter and his servants and handing them over to the association will earn you a considerable reward.

"Oh dear~" Wu Xian slapped his thigh and called his master sister again, "Um... I saw online that you can get a reward for capturing the servant of an evil god? You must not forget that."

“You’ve reminded me,” Xue Lingling’s eyes lit up slightly, “I’ll share half with you later.”

"Master is righteous!"

……

The next morning, Xue Lingling returned home in her pajamas.

"Here you go~ this is your reward," Master Sister waved her hand generously, tossing out two hundred and fifty spirit crystals, "and there's also a fine piece of drawing paper, but I won't take it."

Wu Xian happily put away the fine drawing paper and spirit crystals, feeling that he had found a way to get rich.

"What did the association say?"

“We noticed it a long time ago, but these evil god servants are very well hidden,” Xue Lingling said. “They haven’t made any big moves so far, just occasionally leaking some dimensional information. The only big commotion was the depletion of Mine No. 7 the day before yesterday.”

"..." Wu Xian felt a little guilty and quickly changed the subject, "By the way, where do the evil god's lackeys usually hide?"

“They’re right here among us,” Xue Lingling said, “but some famous evil scroll painters are basically hiding in various other dimensions. If they dare to show themselves, they will be attacked by the crowd.”

"famous?"

“Wanted criminals are naturally infamous.” Xue Lingling saw through Wu Xian’s little scheme. “Don’t even think about it. Those criminals are not people that ordinary people can handle.”

Wu Xian nodded obediently. Of course, he wouldn't be foolish enough to arrest those serious criminals, but he could still catch some small fry if he had the chance.

"Alright, the qualifying tournament officially starts tomorrow. Keep an eye on our club's development."

"Okay."

“Watch the matches when you have time. If you find a player who's suitable for your set of paintings, you can consider recruiting them to our club.” Xue Lingling adopted a mentor-like demeanor. “But speaking of which, what’s with your starting lineup pricing? Aren’t you making money?”

“Uh,” Wu Xian scratched his head and chuckled, “I was thinking of building a reputation with low prices.”

"..." Xue Lingling was speechless. "But you can't sell it at a loss, can you?"

(End of this chapter)