513: The Queen of the Underworld's Scroll Consciousness

At this moment, the group of old men and old women present were so anxious that they were actually moved to tears.

In contrast, Old Ancestor Zhang, who was before them, wore a strange expression: "There is no need to be so panicked. At least for now, it seems that the kid's modifications to the Queen of the Underworld are quite methodical and not just random messing around."

"Is that so? That's a bit better, as long as he doesn't mess around."

"Yes, yes, yes, as long as he doesn't mess around, it's fine."

"If he dares to mess around, even if I have to risk this old life of mine, I will fight the Association to the bitter end!"

"Even if he isn't messing around, it's still not okay. He's just a brat; what the hell does he know about the Queen of the Underworld? We must talk to the Association as soon as possible."

"If that doesn't work, my Zhou Family will take the lead and go to war with the Association directly!"

"Yes, the Queen of the Underworld cannot suffer the slightest mishap!"

"We must definitely contend for it," Old Ancestor Zhang said with a strange expression, "but this little guy might actually have a point. He has even come up with a name for the Queen of the Underworld."

"What?" The group was shocked. "Naming the Queen of the Underworld? What right does he have? Who gave him the guts?"

Old Ancestor Zhang pondered, "The key is that the Queen of the Underworld actually approved it."

"Ah?" Everyone was instantly dumbfounded.

One had to know that the Queen of the Underworld was a Legacy black scroll.

And for this kind of Legacy black scroll without a clear owner, any modifications or improvements by successive scroll holders must be vetted by the will of the Queen of the Underworld.

Only modifications approved by the will of the Queen of the Underworld would be truly integrated into the Legacy divine scroll imprint. Only in some minor, trivial details could one proceed directly without the approval of the will of the Queen of the Underworld.

Therefore, they were not worried that the Queen of the Underworld Legacy would be maliciously destroyed by Wu Xian.

The reason they reacted so intensely just now was entirely out of faith and reverence for the Queen of the Underworld.

To them, these small modifications by Wu Xian were a blasphemy against the Queen of the Underworld.

"Persephone," Old Ancestor Zhang said softly, "It feels a bit awkward to pronounce, but the Queen of the Underworld has already accepted it."

The group murmured this awkward name, looking at one another with complicated feelings.

Even if they were unwilling, they would have to accept the name Persephone from now on, because the Queen of the Underworld had already accepted it.

"What... what is the Queen of the Underworld thinking?"

"That's right, that kid is an outsider after all. Isn't she worried about the hidden dangers brought by these modifications?"

Old Ancestor Zhang shook his head and smiled bitterly, "To the will of a black scroll, there is no distinction between one's own people and outsiders; it only cares about whether it is beneficial and compatible."

"Do you mean that the Queen of the Underworld has approved of this scroll holder?"

"Obviously so," Old Ancestor Zhang said, his mood complicated, "So I now seriously suspect that the Feng Family secretly stole our Demon God Dojo's Legacy materials back then."

"No, I must find that old thing Feng Xu and have a good talk with him!"

...

Unlike the anxiety of the Demon God Dojo, Wu Xian was not anxious at all right now.

After coming out from the Abyss frontline, he first used his phone to give his Maternal Great-Uncle a heads-up, "Maternal Great-Uncle, that old Senior from the Demon God Dojo might come to find you in a while, so please be prepared."

"About the residual spirit of the Queen of the Underworld?" Maternal Great-Uncle Feng Xu did not yet know the severity of the matter, "Old Zhang is really something. Is there a need to be so anxious? Alright, alright, Maternal Great-Uncle knows."

After finishing, he turned his direction and headed towards the East Coast.

Although having his Maternal Great-Uncle shielding him upfront meant there would basically be no mistakes.

But who knows what extreme actions the Demon God Dojo might take, so he still had to bring out the Old Master and Old Madam as his backup.

It just so happened that his grandfather and grandmother had just settled down in that paradise, so he would take the opportunity to visit them.

New Flower Fruit Mountain, East Coast.

The original Spirit Stone of Brother Monkey had already been sealed and protected by layers of barriers, and the Mechanical Dao Ancestor had used the Mechanical Heaven and Earth Array and the Mechanical Taiji Matrix to jointly set up layers of Formations. Ordinary people could not see the true appearance of this area, nor could they get close to Brother Monkey's original Spirit Stone.

And in a small mountain hollow with pleasant scenery outside the Formation, a thatched cottage had appeared at some point.

It had a certain Concept of "plucking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely seeing the southern mountains."

The old man and old woman were dressed in plain clothes, happily cultivating the vegetable plot, their faces beaming with happy smiles.

"How is it, little sister?" Wu Mingchang asked teasingly, "Isn't this exactly the reclusive life we imagined back then?"

"It's nice, it's nice, but it feels like it's missing something," Old Madam Feng Li suddenly felt a bit sad, her eyes reddening slightly, "If only Dragon and Phoenix were here too."

Hearing this, the Old Master Wu Mingchang could not help but become sad as well.

Seeing this, Feng Li hurriedly suppressed the sadness in her heart and changed the subject, "How about... we have another pair of daughters?"

"..." A black line rose above the Old Master's head, "Little sister, don't mess around. We are at this age now."

"Doesn't Xianer have a way to make us return to our youth?" the Old Madam teased.

"Forget it," Wu Mingchang said with eyes full of refusal, "Those two little brats back then already tortured me to the point of doubting life. If I had to do it again, I would rather pass away early."

"Look at how worried you are," Old Madam Feng Li could not help but cover her mouth and giggle, "But having said that, lately, after discussing and exchanging ideas with that Will of a True God of Xianer's, I have gained many brand new insights.

I have a premonition that there might still be hope for Dragon and Phoenix."

Wu Mingchang's tiger-like body shook, and he looked at Feng Li with surprise, "Is this true?"

"There is a chance, but the process will inevitably be fraught with difficulties," Feng Li pondered.

"At least there is a chance, isn't there?" The Old Master's eyes reddened.

Not long after, the two elders seemed to sense something, and they both put away their emotions, switching to a kind and joyful expression.

"Xianer, why are you here?" The old man and old woman were full of love in their eyes.

"Just came to take a look," Wu Xian looked around the thatched cottage, "Are Grandfather and Grandmother getting used to living here?"

"Very good, it's about the same as the reclusive life we imagined back then," the Old Master teased, "Raising chickens, growing vegetables, teasing the dog when there's nothing to do, and so on."

Wu Xian nodded happily.

To be honest, when he gets old, he would also like to live this kind of life.

In the process of experiencing the pastoral life with the old man and old woman afterward, they inevitably talked about the storm caused by the Queen of the Underworld.

Upon learning that Wu Xian had repaired the Queen of the Underworld, Old Madam Feng Li was stunned for a long time, "Xianer also understands the methods of the Demon God Dojo?"

"I can't say I fully understand, but I do have a certain understanding." Wu Xian smiled lightly and released the silver scroll Queen of the Underworld.

The more the Old Madam looked at it, the more she liked it, her eyes filled with a hint of a mischievous smile.

"Can you poach the Queen of the Underworld to our Associations Divine Domain?" the Old Madam asked with great interest.

"I can try."

"Good, as expected of my Xianer," the Old Madam praised happily, "As for the Demon God Dojo, Xianer, you can rest assured. If anyone is to blame, it's them for not being up to the task."

With these words from his grandmother, Wu Xian felt at ease.

He then took the opportunity to ask, "By the way, Grandmother, do the black scrolls of the major Dojos all have consciousnesses?"

"Not all black scrolls have them," the Old Madam pondered, "Only when the background conception of the black scroll is perfected to a certain degree, the source essence of law compatibility meets the standard, and it is nourished by the power of faith, is it possible to give birth to self-consciousness.

As far as I know, the Queen of the Underworld from the Demon God Dojo is considered one of the earliest black scrolls to give birth to consciousness."

"I see."

Wu Xian could not help but become interested, and immediately, through the Queen of the Underworld, he traveled mentally into the Demon God Divine Domain.

Through the divine scroll imprint of the Queen of the Underworld, he attempted to communicate with the consciousness of the Queen of the Underworld, to tease and swindle her properly.

He originally thought that the black scroll consciousness should be like the Corpse Ancestor Jiang Chen in the beginning, relatively easy to swindle.

Facts proved that he had overthought it.

As one of the earliest black scrolls to give birth to consciousness, the Queen of the Underworld consciousness was no longer a simple, easily deceived young girl, but a black scroll consciousness that had lived for hundreds or thousands of years.

Moreover, under the worship and reverence of the Demon God Dojo, her way of speaking also carried a sense of being high and mighty.

"You must be the believer who conceived and named me," the Queen of the Underworld's divine scroll imprint shimmered, and a majestic and arrogant female voice came through, "Not bad, I approve of this name."

"..." Wu Xian was somewhat bewildered.

Not only him, but even the God of Wealth in his Sea of Consciousness could not help but complain, "Interesting. She hasn't even become a god yet, but her airs are quite grand; she's even better at putting on airs than I am.

But in my impression, the gods over there all seem to have this kind of virtue.

Don't spoil her. In any case, you are my life-bound host; calling her a little girl is already elevating her."

Hearing the God of Wealth's complaint, Wu Xian secretly laughed in his heart, then began to probe, "Ms. Persephone might have misunderstood something. I am not your believer; I just happened to get your residual spirit and repaired it on a whim."

As soon as these words were spoken, the Queen of the Underworld consciousness was clearly confused.

In the past, when people from the Demon God Dojo communicated with her, they were more respectful than the last, fearing to make her unhappy.

Now, this newly emerged scroll holder actually dared to speak to her like this; it was simply abominable.

"Humble scroll holder, do you know your crime?" the Queen of the Underworld consciousness said in a deep voice.

"scroll holder?" Wu Xian laughed dumbly, "I forgot to mention, I am not a person from your Demon God Dojo, so you don't need to use this kind of might to oppress me."

At present, it seems that the Queen of the Underworld consciousness has been somewhat spoiled by the Demon God Dojo.

The Demon God Dojo held her up and spoiled her, but Wu Xian would not spoil her.

She was just a consciousness born from a scroll, not the true will of the Queen of the Underworld Persephone; was she trying to ride on the head of a Scroll Master?

Even if the will of the Queen of the Underworld Persephone descended, Wu Xian would not spoil her.

"Not a person of my sect?" The Queen of the Underworld consciousness seemed a bit shocked, "What are those people doing, to actually let my painting spirit fall into the hands of an outsider? They are truly a bunch of useless trash."

"Are you done?" Wu Xian smiled, "Actually, I came here to talk to you about cooperation."

"Humble Mortal, what qualifications do you have to cooperate with the will of a god?" the Queen of the Underworld consciousness mocked, uncomprehending.

"..." Wu Xian rolled his eyes upon hearing this.

No, this scroll consciousness really thinks of herself as the will of the Queen of the Underworld?

Seeing this situation, the Will of the God of Wealth also became a bit impatient, directly merging into Wu Xian's consciousness body and manifesting in the Demon God Divine Domain.

The moment the Will of a True God appeared, the entire Demon God Divine Domain became restless.

"This little girl is addicted to putting on airs~," the Will of the God of Wealth teased, "Let alone whether you count as the Will of a True God, even if you were, you should put away your stinking bad habits as soon as possible."

Feeling the power of the Will of the God of Wealth, the Queen of the Underworld consciousness was clearly quite frightened.

After a moment of silence, she immediately switched to another face, "Are you... the will of a god that descended from the outside?"

"You can understand it that way," the God of Wealth said noncommittally, "Why, can we communicate normally now?"

"Of course, it is my honor to be able to converse with the true will of a god." The Queen of the Underworld's high and mighty tone vanished, replaced by a gentle and humble tone, and her voice was actually quite pleasant.

"That's more like it."

The God of Wealth was satisfied and retreated to the background, turning the scene over to Wu Xian.

Facing the suddenly well-behaved and sensible Queen of the Underworld consciousness, Wu Xian immediately began all-around probing and questioning.

After some questioning, it was basically certain that the Queen of the Underworld consciousness was just a consciousness born from an Extraordinary Scroll and had no connection with the real Queen of the Underworld Persephone.

Her understanding of the Greek mythology system was limited to the background currently developed by the Demon God Dojo.

It can be said that the shaping of her by the Demon God Dojo over these years was her own self-perception.

During the questioning process, it was also obvious that the Queen of the Underworld consciousness had a strong desire for knowledge about her "self," especially after learning that Wu Xian possessed the Will of a True God, she was even more respectful to Wu Xian.

"Respected Will of a True God, you seem to know a lot about my background power. Do you come from the world that I vaguely resonate with?" the Queen of the Underworld consciousness said, her words filled with expectation.

"You could say so," Wu Xian nodded, "At least I am much more reliable than that bunch of people from the Demon God Dojo."

"As expected, no wonder the name Persephone makes me feel so close," the Queen of the Underworld consciousness said happily, "I ask the respected Will of a True God to point out the path for this Junior."

Wu Xian laughed dumbly, "I do have a system here that is quite suitable for you. If you are interested, you can come over with me later."

"Later?" The Queen of the Underworld consciousness was puzzled, "Can't it be now?"

Hearing this, Wu Xian was also stunned.

So, is poaching from other Divine Domains this easy?

He originally only wanted to test the waters with the Queen of the Underworld consciousness in advance, but he didn't expect the Queen of the Underworld consciousness to be even more anxious than him.

"Uh, Your Excellency Queen of the Underworld, do you not have any feelings or attachment to the Demon God Divine Domain?" Wu Xian was puzzled.

"Why should I have attachment?" the Queen of the Underworld was puzzled.

Good heavens, why does it suddenly feel like the Demon God Dojo is a bit pitiful?

They licked for a thousand years generation after generation, and in the end, the noble goddess had no feelings for them at all.

It seems that saying is correct: a simp ends up with nothing in the end.

"Currently, that system of mine has not yet built a Divine Domain. We will talk about it after it is built later," Wu Xian said.

"I await your call at any time," the Queen of the Underworld consciousness responded respectfully.

Simply put: on call.

I wonder what the people from the Demon God Dojo would feel if they heard this?

Oh no, oh no, it seems I really have become a home-wrecker.

As his consciousness detached from the Demon God Divine Domain, Wu Xian felt weird in his heart.

He originally thought that poaching would be quite troublesome, but he didn't expect it to be so easy.

"How was the chat with the Queen of the Underworld consciousness?" Old Madam Feng Li asked with great interest, "Is she willing to leave the Demon God Divine Domain?"

"This, how should I put it..."

Wu Xian had a strange expression and was just about to speak when he saw a roar coming from the horizon.

"Wu Xian, you brat, get out here—!"

He saw one old and one young figure breaking through the air, coming with a menacing Aura.

Wu Xian recognized the little brother Zhang Bo at a glance. As for the old man with a handlebar mustache beside Zhang Bo, it should be Zhang Bo's grandfather, the great-uncle Zhang Yao mentioned.

"So efficient?"

Zhang Yao had previously mentioned that the little brother Zhang Bo had a grandfather with a grumpy temper who was protective of his own.

He didn't expect him to come so efficiently.