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

Chapter 81 Ghost Soldiers
Xiao Yu, this innocent-looking girl, is not stupid; she wouldn't just place an order casually.

After saying "I'll think about it," he ended the call.

But Wu Xian wasn't in a hurry; his scroll would eventually gain traction at Xuantian Academy.

Upon arrival at Dimensional Harbor, you can enter the beginner-level dungeon area free of charge.

Leaving the Dead Mountain Town outpost and speeding outwards, the feeling of flying on a sword is truly unique.

Upon arriving near Mine Area No. 7, while casually dealing with the scattered monsters, they searched for traces of the few "enlightened" monsters.

Today, Mine Area No. 7 is basically abandoned, and major mines have begun to withdraw, but many forces are still conducting investigations here.

"A fourth-tier elite?"

During the search, they keenly detected the aura and figure of a fourth-tier elite monster.

He swooped down, stepping on a laurel branch, and a sword flashed in his face.

The monster let out a piercing shriek and instinctively tried to retaliate, but was stopped by two "strong men," one in black and one in white.

The Black and White Impermanence behind the Silver Axis can easily defeat fourth-tier elites.

Wu Xian, however, was more curious about what this elite ghost looked like.

With disheveled hair and a pale, grimy face, bulging veins on his skin, and sharp teeth and claws, he was clearly the "bastard" child of some scroll painter, utterly lacking in imagination.

After being "physically" exorcised by the Black and White Impermanence, the materials that drop are generally mediocre, with a slightly lower content of rare spiritual energy.

Therefore, it seems that there are differences between elite monsters.

While continuing the search, they unexpectedly encountered a group of familiar figures.

It was the same teacher who had enrolled them at the art studio. Now, he was leading his followers in a hasty retreat, each of them looking increasingly grim.

"What's going on? That's only a third-tier elite, how can he be so terrifying?"

Have you ever encountered any of those kinds of strange creatures before?

"I have no recollection of it."

Upon hearing this, the leading art studio teacher frowned, "It's best to come here less often in the future; those elite monsters are not simple."

"Little Yangzi, you're a scroll painter, how come you can't even handle an elite monster?" A middle-aged follower beside him said sarcastically.

The art studio teacher secretly felt bitter, thinking, "There are different levels of artists, you know?"
His Little Devil Scroll was clearly no match for that elite monster.

But when faced with these relatives and elders, no matter how wronged he felt, he could only grit his teeth and swallow his grievances.

When he was admitted to the art studio, he was incredibly popular, and his entire family's resources were put to his aid.

However, the highlight of his life will forever remain the day he was admitted to the art studio.

Over the years, the resentment of his clansmen towards him has grown, and he has felt unprecedented pressure, making it hard for him to breathe.

"Things should get much better once I condense the divine diagram," the art studio teacher said quietly.

"Alright, alright."

……

Wu Xian wasn't so naive as to fly down and show off to this art studio teacher.

Silently, they hurried in the direction they had fled from.

Soon after, they saw the elite monster that had driven them back, and they were both surprised and delighted.

The elite monster was clad in ghostly armor and wielded a ghostly spear. It was searching for and slaughtering ordinary monsters in the vicinity, and the aura it emitted was clearly different from that of other monsters.

"Could it be one of those monsters that were enlightened last time?"

Wu Xian swallowed hard, trying to release the [Ghost King].

Sensing the aura of the Ghost King, the strange creatures below, resembling "ghost soldiers," seemed to have noticed something and instantly looked towards Wu Xian.

"It's true!"

Seeing the ghostly soldiers marching towards him, Wu Xian was filled with suspicion and fear.

How long has it been, and it has already evolved to this extent?

Good heavens, if he enlightens more monsters, won't the strange abyss control area of ​​Yaoyang City become his territory in the future?

However, it is still not clear how exactly "enlightenment" works.

They immediately attempted to have the Yin Generals gather the surrounding monsters and "recruit" and control them.

It was discovered that not all monsters could be enlightened; only a small portion developed unique spiritual structures. This "absorption" process seemed to consume the power of laws condensed within the divine diagram.

He wanted to test whether the Ghost King could retrieve the Yin soldiers, but he was startled to see that the Yin soldiers had transformed into a wisp of a wandering soul and actually entered his body.

"What the hell?"

Wu Xian was startled and quickly checked his own condition.

To everyone's surprise, the ghost soldiers then merged into the divine image of the "Ten Great Ghost Generals," becoming the somber background of the image.

"I see," Wu Xian thought to himself with excitement. "Let's go, let's bring the other Yin soldiers home!"

Subsequently, guided by the Ghost King's senses, they searched for traces of other Yin soldiers.

From afar, the roar of chariots could be heard. Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that it was the same art studio freshman who had brought a girl earlier.

Of course, he didn't bring any girls this time. After all, he came to the beginner dungeon area, and bringing a bunch of pretty girls would be tantamount to suicide.

After more than a month apart, this guy's strength had clearly improved a lot. Wearing a handsome set of silver armor and wielding a long spear, he fought a difficult battle against a ghostly monster with his powerful and sweeping moves.

"Young Master, this elite monster is a bit too strong. Should we handle it instead?"

On a nearby rumbling chariot, two tall and imposing bodyguards hesitated to speak, fearing that something might happen to the young master.

But the more he hit him, the angrier he got.

"Don't anyone come up here, I'll do it myself, I really don't believe in this nonsense!"

Since switching to this set of equipment, Wang Xiaocong has looked down on beginner dungeons.

After arriving at the beginner dungeon area, he indeed thrived, and his two bodyguards were basically just for show.

However, the third-tier elite monster in front of him gave him a hard time.

He could defeat any of the other Tier 3 elites, but he couldn't defeat this one no matter what, even though this one wielded the spear better than him.

boom! boom! boom!
Seeing the young master being knocked over time and time again, the two bodyguards were extremely anxious.

Wu Xian, who was approaching on a flying sword, saw everything and had a strange expression on his face.

This guy is a real stubborn mule!
They insist on fighting even when they can't win.

"A scroll painter specializing in utensil illustrations?"

Wu Xian curiously observed the equipment and weapons on Wang Xiaocong's body.

Putting everything else aside, at least the armor he was wearing offered pretty good protection.

Despite being tortured by the ghost soldiers for so long, he was not injured at all.

While Wu Xian was observing, the two bodyguards on the chariot also keenly sensed his approach. Although Wu Xian had no hostile intentions, the two bodyguards still became vigilant.

"Um, do you need any help?" Wu Xian felt a little sorry for his ghost soldiers.

Hearing the unusual sound, Wang Xiaocong, caught in the middle of the battle, turned around in confusion. Upon seeing Wu Xian in mid-air, he was visibly stunned. "Holy crap, the Rooster Knight?!"

Wu Xian was speechless for a moment.

"What kind of vehicle is that? A flying sword? That's pretty cool!"

Seeing that the young master knew the newcomer, the two bodyguards relaxed their guard.

It's strange, why do young people these days always seem to flock to the beginner dungeon areas?

Wu Xian swooped down and pretended to fight the Yin soldiers for a few rounds. Finally, he struck with his sword, and the Yin soldiers let out a fake scream before turning into a streak of light and being absorbed into his divine diagram.

Wang Xiaocong and his two bodyguards were dumbfounded when they saw this.

"You... won?" Wang Xiaocong asked incredulously, "How did you do that?"

"This scroll weapon of mine has an extremely strong restraining effect on evil and malevolent things, and it can also devour evil spirits and monsters to enhance itself," Wu Xian explained, making up a story.

"I see."

Wang Xiaocong suddenly realized, but didn't suspect anything, since the [Laurel Branch] did indeed exude an extremely strong yin energy.

"But speaking of which, Brother Rooster is quite skilled. Has he trained?" Wang Xiaocong asked with great interest.

"Not bad, but still not as good as Brother Chariot."

Wu Xian's lips stiffened slightly. What the hell is this "Rooster Bro"? You're the rooster!
"That's right~, I've been training since I was a kid, okay?" Wang Xiaocong said arrogantly, "I am Wang Xiaocong, and you don't even know how to address Brother Rooster?"

"Wu Xian".

(End of this chapter)