456: My grandmother, a master of ancient scroll painting techniques

Chapter 456: My Ancient Scroll Master Grandma

Or, to be even more ruthless, grant them one day of Lifespan to return to the living, since they will die in battle again later anyway.

The advantage is frugality, the disadvantage is a slight tragedy.

But the big guys who end up in the Underworld have all died once already, so do they still care about this slight tragedy?

And the key to all of this lies with the Great King Fungus.

At this moment, within the Mushroom Farm in the cosmos sack, the Great King Fungus still didn't know what was happening, spending a lot of time every day on that useless Law Vein.

Although the compensation Wu Xian gave was generous, over time, it inevitably became less exciting.

In a word: boring, dull, with no sense of accomplishment.

While he was complaining to himself, Wu Xian's consciousness suddenly appeared, "Little Fungus~?"

"What do you want?"

Facing Wu Xian's sudden intimate address, the Great King Fungus had a bad premonition.

"We've encountered a tricky problem that urgently needs your help," Wu Xian said righteously, solemnly describing the current problem, "In short, the fate of the folks of Yaoyang City rests on your shoulders.

Don't worry, the people will not forget your contributions. After everything is over, we will build temples and erect monuments for you, and your great Karma will be passed down through generations."

..." The Great King Fungus stiffened silently, "You're raising me like a stud pig, aren't you?"

"Hey~ how can you talk about yourself like that?" Wu Xian corrected him sternly: "We're already preparing to build temples and erect monuments for you, what else do you want?"

"What's the use?" The Great King Fungus said angrily: "Stop trying to morally blackmail me with your human life and death. I'm not human, and I don't have things like conscience and morality.

Saving so many people, you want to exhaust me to death, don't you?"

At this moment, the Great King Fungus's suppressed resentment completely erupted.

"What's the use?" Wu Xian teased, "Little Fungus might not know yet, but our human faith and incense are good things. Otherwise, why do you think the Four Great True Gods want to befriend and cooperate with our human world?"

Hearing this, the Great King Fungus was visibly stunned, and his out-of-control emotions gradually calmed down.

"Faith? Incense?" The Great King Fungus was puzzled, "What are those?"

In fact, he had always wondered why the Four Great True Gods of this era still took the human world seriously.

They were already True Gods, why did they still need to cooperate and join forces with the human world? What for?

Not just him, but all the Otherworld beings probably couldn't understand this point.

Wu Xian didn't waste words and directly drew a wisp of incense and faith from his Sea of Consciousness Void Realm, placing it in front of the Great King Fungus, "Come~ try it."

Although the Great King Fungus was a bit hesitant, his intuition told him that this unique energy in front of him was a good thing.

While thinking, he extended a wisp of mycelium and took a shallow taste first.

Then, he eagerly absorbed and refined it, still wanting more, "There's actually such a profound power. Come, come, give me more."

"Does it taste good? Do you want more?" Wu Xian narrowed his eyes and smiled mischievously, "Then hurry up and comprehend it. The folks of Yaoyang City are still waiting for you."

"No problem, no problem," the Great King Fungus changed his previous attitude, full of enthusiasm, "From what you're saying, after you build temples and erect monuments for me, will I be able to absorb this power generated by you humans?"

"Otherwise, do you think just anyone is qualified to have temples built and monuments erected for them?" Wu Xian teased.

"How much can there be?"

"That depends on your achievements and your future standing in the hearts of the people of Yaoyang City," Wu Xian said calmly: "Our Yaoyang City doesn't believe in useless things. As long as you are meritorious and useful to the people, they will be willing to believe in you and support you.

In this way, naturally, more incense and faith will be generated."

Hearing this, the Great King Fungus suddenly understood.

Only now did he understand why the Four Great True Gods wanted to coexist peacefully with the human world.

Was it also for this good thing?

"Strange, can't we Otherworld beings generate this kind of power?" The Great King Fungus was puzzled.

"Theoretically, it should be possible, but it must be Otherworld beings born in an orderly fashion, and the higher their intelligence, the more and better quality faith power they generate." Wu Xian explained: "And we humans are born with extremely high intelligence, which you Otherworld beings cannot compare to."

"So that's how it is," the Great King Fungus chuckled, "If you had told me this earlier, wouldn't I have had motivation and drive? This king will take on this matter."

"That's excellent." Wu Xian was pleased and satisfied.

"Oh, right, if possible, collect some related Law power for me. With a reference, this king can comprehend it more easily." The Great King Fungus was full of enthusiasm.

Wu Xian was secretly surprised. Has this child become sensible?

Has he started to study on his own initiative?

So, he decisively handed over the several Spiritual Plant longevity pill in his hand to the Great King Fungus as study materials.

Afterward, his consciousness returned to the Underworld Outpost.

At this moment, the Souls of the deceased in Yaoyang City were already entering the operational process of the Underworld, one after another, under the guidance of the "reception team."

Among them were many members of the Club.

Since they had come to the Underworld, the necessary procedures still had to be followed. Even if they were to be sent back to the living, it had to be done from the Hall of Yama in Fengdu City.

Underworld Outpost, within the eerie and majestic Fengdu City.

Wu Xian and his group were excitedly waiting by the Hall of Yama, awaiting the "return home" of the Souls who died in battle in Yaoyang City.

Before long, everyone's Souls easily completed the initial procedures, chatting and laughing all the way with the Yin General and Underworld messengers escorting them, not like they were coming for Reincarnation, but rather like they were on a tour.

"Really? Is it true? Can people come back to life after dying?"

Among the escorting group, Zhang Mazi's Soul still harbored the sadness of death, especially after being personally guided by his son, Zhang Zi Hao, where he deeply experienced what it meant to be separated by life and death.

"Since the Venerable One said so, it means he has a way. Just follow his arrangements with peace of mind."

Zhang Zi Hao had also recovered from the grief of losing his father, and at this moment, his mind was filled with the hope of his father's resurrection.

Zhang Mazi sighed softly and nodded obediently.

Beside him, Du Yifan's Soul was relatively open-minded, only crying a few times at the Wangxiang Platform.

It wasn't because he was particularly magnanimous, but mainly because most of his large Family had already died.

See, his father, grandparents, siblings, and so on, all came together.

In fact, if not to save his entire Family, he wouldn't have died so quickly, and the key was that he failed to save them in the end.

His entire Family was ultimately swallowed by the endless Flesh and Blood Demon God, dying a truly tragic death.

"Son, do you think this is reliable?" Du Yifan's elders were skeptical, "Will there be any side effects or costs?"

"How about we just go through normal Reincarnation?"

"Yes, yes, with Yifan's connection, we can all be reborn into a good life in the next life."

"Oh, right, cousin, does Young Master Ma Tengyun have a girlfriend? When is he planning to have children? I want to time it just right, maybe I can be reborn into their Family."

Du Yifan rolled his eyes, "What are you all thinking? Since Brother Xian said he can resurrect us, he can definitely do it."

Du Yifan had absolute trust in Wu Xian.

"But as a father, I always feel that coming back from the dead is not an easy matter."

As they spoke, the group had been escorted one after another to the Ten Kings of Hell.

Their own people judging their own people, emphasizing simplicity, brutality, and directness, but the specific operation still relied on the power of the Ten Kings of Hell's scroll.

"How is it, Grandpa, can it be done?" Wu Xian asked eagerly.

"Yes," Wu Mingchang's expression was strange, "It will just cause a slight burden. The little guys from the Club are fine; they can be arranged directly. But other Souls seem to overdraft a certain power of the Underworld, as well as a certain power of their own?"

Hearing this, Wu Xian and the Will of the God of Wealth instantly understood.

"Does it really still require some sacrifice?" The God of Wealth sighed softly.

Judging from the Law fluctuations perceived from the netherworld divine map, this operation could indeed be achieved. In a life-for-life situation, there was basically no impact on the Underworld's experience bar.

But it would still cause a certain burden on the Underworld, and at the same time, it would also cause a certain burden on the Soul itself.

And this burden, in essence, was Karma.

To put it bluntly, performing this operation would not only consume a certain amount of Karma from the Underworld Outpost but also deduct Karma from the Soul itself.

Du Yifan and the others were fine; they had already accumulated some Karma before, so they could proceed directly.

But the Karma of other Souls would be deducted into "negative numbers."

Although the Underworld still had a lot of Karma stored, if too many people were resurrected, it would definitely be deducted into negative numbers later.

Simply put, they would need to work to pay off their debts.

Or, to change the approach, let these Souls work in the Underworld to accumulate some Karma first, and then arrange for their return to the living?

"Also, there's another crucial problem that needs to be solved." The God of Wealth suddenly spoke.

"What problem?"

The God of Wealth said gravely: "We previously overlooked an important issue: Souls returning to the living need a complete Physical Body as a vessel. If it's a normal death or injury, it's fine; just heal and repair the Physical Body.

The concern is situations where there are no complete remains."

"Hiss--!"

Realizing this problem, Wu Xian also couldn't help but get a headache.

That Flesh and Blood Demon God was good in every way; it only corroded and assimilated flesh and blood, not involving any Soul-level power.

Therefore, the Souls of these brothers who died in battle were all perfectly preserved.

But the problem was that their Physical Bodies were completely "destroyed" and could no longer be used.

"Reshaping the Physical Body..." Wu Xian scratched his head, "Can you handle that?"

"I don't have that ability," the God of Wealth said without hesitation, "Even if my main body came, I wouldn't have this ability. But on your side, perhaps it can be achieved through the method of scrolls."

Wu Xian's eyes widened slightly, "What do you mean, draw a Physical Body for them?"

"That's roughly the idea, but drawing a perfect Physical Body is clearly not very realistic," the God of Wealth analyzed: "However, it's still somewhat feasible to first research a simple Physical Body and make do with it for now.

When the scroll ability reaches a certain Realm in the future, then we can figure out how to draw a perfect Physical Body."

"Drawing a Physical Body?"

Wu Xian secretly had a headache, completely without a clue.

Although it was theoretically feasible, practice was the key, and at least he had no ideas right now.

Just then, Old Master Wang suddenly spoke, "Can a Physical Body condensed with scroll power work?"

"Ah?" Wu Xian and the God of Wealth were both stunned, looking at Old Master Wang in confusion.

"What do you mean? Is there really a scroll that can condense a Physical Body?" Wu Xian asked in surprise.

Wu Mingchang did not deny it, only saying calmly: "Perhaps we can let your grandma try. Her lifebound scroll happens to have similar abilities."

"Old Master, let's not joke. What kind of scroll could have such power?" The God of Wealth found it hard to believe.

At least in his concept and understanding, it wasn't very realistic.

And Wu Xian's surprise was about something else, "lifebound scroll? Grandma also has a lifebound scroll?"

"Mm," Wu Mingchang nodded and smiled: "Grandpa's understanding of Ancient Scrolls basically all came from your grandma."

"Oh my god~!" Wu Xian was secretly startled.

So Grandpa's old flame back then was an Ancient Scroll Master?

Can he write an essay titled "My Ancient Scroll Master Grandma" in the future?

The key was that Grandma's lifebound scroll seemed to have some kind of "condensing a Physical Body" ability.

"From what you're saying, Grandma's lifebound scroll can help condense a Physical Body?" Wu Xian asked, confirming in disbelief.

"It should count as a Physical Body," Old Master Wang analyzed: "It's just that the body she condenses has no Soul and has always been used as a flesh and blood Puppet and summon, and it's quite powerful."

Wu Xian and the God of Wealth exchanged surprised glances.

It sounded quite plausible.

"Where is Grandma?" Wu Xian asked, puzzled.

After returning to Yaoyang City, he hadn't seen his grandmother yet.

"She should be treating the wounded all over Yaoyang City," Old Master Wang said calmly, "And that girl was originally from the Club, and she should know Cui Wenxuan. She should be at the Club now."

"From the Club?" Wu Xian was stunned again.

He felt that essay could be renamed again, perhaps to "My Club High-Ranking Grandma."

As he spoke, Old Master Wang had already sent someone to the Club to find his old flame. After all, they were at the Otherworld Outpost, so calls couldn't go through.

"By the way, is Grandma's status in the Club very high?" Wu Xian asked curiously.

"Not bad. Because of what happened back then, she has always existed as a hidden figure."

Old Master Wang's eyes showed a hint of sadness and indebtedness.

It was clear that when Old Master Wang resisted the Upper Realm back then, Grandma also helped a lot.

And as someone involved in that "revolution" back then, even with her noble status, Grandma could only exist as a hidden figure behind the scenes.

Just like Old Master Wang, who clearly held a high position in the Tiangong Taoist Temple, but could only serve as the Clan Chief of a small local Family in Yaoyang City.

But this also indirectly showed that Grandma's status in the Club was not simple.

It was precisely because of her noble status that she needed to be hidden and protected.

If she were an ordinary minor character, there would be no need for such trouble.

"Then you just abducted Grandma back like that, and the Club headquarters just agreed?" Wu Xian continued to probe.

"Naturally, there were some obstacles," Old Master Wu Mingchang chuckled, "But fortunately, within the Club now, there are few left who are older than your grandma. They couldn't stop her even if they wanted to, not to mention, Grandpa's prestige from back then still held some deterrent power."

Hearing this, Wu Xian laughed wryly.

Back then, Grandma's side might have had her parents and elders blocking her, but now, so many years have passed, and Grandma herself has become the eldest elder.

As the saying goes, when the sky wants to rain and a girl wants to marry, who can stop it?

"Speaking of which, I'll have to send some longevity pill over later," Old Master Wang teased: "The main reason I didn't act this time was because of Brother Xian's longevity pill."

"No problem~." Wu Xian smiled knowingly.

After all, they were Grandma's maiden Family, so helping them extend their Lifespan was acceptable.