515: The old man's left green dragon

Regardless, Wu Mingchang's "resurrection from the dead" was absolutely bombshell news.

The Upper Realm was now clearly showing signs of decline, its deterrent power was gradually fading, and the matters concerning the God-Slaying Plan of the past were no longer considered a so-called "taboo."

In particular, the appearance of the Mechanical Dojo's [Gate of Creation] had fundamentally shaken the ruling power of the Upper Realm.

Take their Demon God Dojo, for example; they had long ceased to take the Upper Realm seriously in private, and were even looking for opportunities to fleece the people of the Upper Realm.

Therefore, in the near future, the various factions of the Lower Realm would certainly strike upwards.

The higher-ups of every faction understood this; they just hadn't completely torn off the facade with the Upper Realm yet.

The Upper Realm had been acting domineering for so many years; the entire Upper Realm was a huge piece of fat, and who among the various factions didn't want a piece of the pie?

It was just that the Lower Realm knew very little about the Upper Realm.

And as someone who had once fought their way up, Wu Mingchang's experience in opposing the Upper Realm and his understanding of the Upper Realm were the things they valued most.

"Bo'er, try your best to maintain a good relationship with that brat Wu Xian in the future," Zhang Meng warned sternly.

"Ah? But Her Highness the Queen of the Underworld…"

"One thing is one thing, another is another. Haven't the major Dojos been fighting openly and secretly all along? That doesn't affect cooperation between us," Zhang Meng said earnestly. "You still have a childish mindset; learn more from your brother Zhang Yao in the future."

"Your grandfather was even beaten up by Wu Mingchang back in the day, but I still admire him from the bottom of my heart."

"Or look at it from another angle: since that brat possesses the Queen of the Underworld, he'll be an external scroll-bearer for our Demon God Dojo in the future. Doesn't that basically make him one of our own?"

Zhang Bo scratched his ears and cheeks for a long time, clearly still unable to wrap his head around it.

What was going on?

How did he become one of their own after all that?

...

Over at the thatched cottage, Wu Xian was laying out a pile of tattooing tools, preparing to tattoo the Old Ancestor.

In fact, the tattoo pigments for the Old Ancestor had been prepared long ago, but it had been delayed due to too many things happening recently.

"Is this… really okay?" Grandmother Feng Li asked with some concern.

"Don't worry, human body scroll tattooing is very mature now," Wu Xian reassured his grandmother. "Furthermore, my conceptual design for this scroll is extremely compatible with Grandfather's Dragon-shaped Spirit Manifestation."

Hearing this, Grandmother Feng Li finally felt a bit more at ease.

"Grandfather, I am going to start, please get ready," Wu Xian warned solemnly. "The tattooing process might be quite painful."

"Painful?" The Old Ancestor didn't mind.

Anyone who could Cultivate to a tenth-stage Body Cultivator had crawled their way out of endless pain, hadn't they?

Wu Xian smiled dumbly and immediately began the tattooing.

scroll tattooing had extremely high requirements for physical constitution, but there was likely no one in this world with a stronger physical constitution than the Old Ancestor.

"Huh~ A tenth-stage Body Cultivator is truly different."

During the tattooing process, Wu Xian could clearly feel that the Old Ancestor's skin was far superior to that of an average person.

It was like the difference between practice drawing paper and top-tier drawing paper; whether it was the Fusion with spiritual substances or the tattooing process, everything was far smoother than it was for ordinary people.

Moreover, while tattooing, the Old Ancestor's Dragon-shaped Spirit Manifestation was following Wu Xian's "brushstrokes," appearing and disappearing, resonating and merging with each other.

The Old Ancestor looked calm and composed, describing his feelings with surprise. "The tattoo scroll seems to be gradually synchronizing with my Dragon Spirit Manifestation, and there is no so-called pain; on the contrary, it's actually quite comfortable."

"Comfortable?" Wu Xian was also stunned.

It seemed that the reason scroll tattooing was painful was entirely because the physical constitution couldn't keep up.

"Interesting, the spiritual substances in the tattoo pigment seem to be transforming into the Law pathways within the Spirit Manifestation circuit; it's much easier than me comprehending and condensing the Law circuits myself."

For Body Cultivators, they needed to comprehend the power of the Laws of Heaven and Earth themselves and integrate it into their own spiritual power circuits to form a Spirit Manifestation.

But at this moment, the tattoo scroll was directly constructing a complex set of Law circuits within his spiritual energy circuits, perfectly fitting his original Dragon-shaped Spirit Manifestation while further expanding and perfecting it.

Simply put, previously he needed to learn the knowledge in books himself.

But now, the knowledge in the books was being stuffed directly into his brain in a miraculous way.

There was no need to explore or comprehend; it was ready-made knowledge.

Afterwards, he just needed to understand this knowledge and master it.

Unknowingly, a majestic Azure Dragon pattern of a Divine Beast had already appeared on the Old Ancestor's left arm, making his already Jianghu-esque Aura even more ferocious.

And Wu Xian's tattooing process had been a matter of course, without the slightest resistance throughout.

Finally, the moment the Azure Dragon tattoo was completed, the Azure Dragon tattoo coiled on the Old Ancestor's left arm shone with a dazzling cyan divine light, as if the entire dragon had come alive.

At the same time, the Old Ancestor's Dragon-shaped Spirit Manifestation naturally revealed itself.

Unlike the slightly abstract Dragon-shaped Spirit Manifestation from before, the current Dragon-shaped Spirit Manifestation was completely a majestic and domineering Divine Dragon, coiling vividly around the Old Ancestor's body.

Yes, the Spirit Manifestation, which was originally in a fixed state, had now come alive.

The entire Spirit Manifestation Azure Dragon emitted astonishing power fluctuations, unlike the tattoo phantoms of Zhang Mazi's group of tattooed warriors.

The Spirit Manifestation Azure Dragon before them was entirely condensed from dense and complex spiritual energy circuits, and could completely be regarded as a special painting spirit of a scroll.

A painting spirit condensed from the Old Ancestor's own cultivation and perception of Laws.

"What powerful spiritual fluctuations; a black scroll painting spirit is probably no better than this, right?" Grandmother Feng Li couldn't help but exclaim.

"I'm afraid it's not just as simple as spirituality."

Wu Xian stared intently at the Spirit Manifestation Azure Dragon around the Old Ancestor, vaguely able to feel the powerful Aura that only [Divinity] possessed.

After closing his eyes and entering a meditative state to feel it, the Old Ancestor slowly stood up. "The power came too easily, which actually makes me a bit unaccustomed to it."

As he spoke, he activated and circulated his spiritual power.

The Spirit Manifestation Azure Dragon coiling around his body let out bursts of dragon roars, continuously growing larger as it circled, transforming into a giant Azure Dragon figure coiled behind the Old Ancestor, majestically overlooking this world.

"How is it, Grandfather? How is the improvement?" Wu Xian asked curiously.

"The improvement is huge," Wu Mingchang pondered. "It's just that after the Spirit Manifestation manifested, my combat style is quite different from before; I need some time to adapt."

"Can you kill those so-called gods of the Upper Realm now?" Wu Xian asked excitedly.

"Uh," Wu Mingchang smiled in astonishment. "I didn't fear them back then, so naturally, I don't fear them now."

"That's good. When the time comes, you lead the vanguard, and we'll turn everything upside down!"

"Alright, Xianer," Grandmother Feng Li said with a light smile. "Your Maternal Great-Uncle just sent me a message, asking you to go over there. It's probably still about that Queen of the Underworld matter."

Wu Xian understood and, after a simple farewell, headed toward the frontline camp.

...

At the frontline of the Flesh and Blood Abyss, inside the Association Command Camp.

The high-level members of the Demon God Dojo, led by the Old Ancestor Zhang, looked aggressively at Maternal Great-Uncle Feng Xu, wanting him to give an explanation.

"What? My Xianer repaired that Queen of the Underworld remnant spirit?" Feng Xu exclaimed in surprise, almost laughing out loud on the spot. "Are you sure you didn't make a mistake?"

"The divine scroll imprint in the Divine Domain has been altered by him; how could it be fake?" Old Ancestor Zhang's face was gloomy. "You should know what this means for our Demon God Dojo. Let's just talk terms."

"Tsk~" Feng Xu looked troubled. "This matter is not easy to handle!"

"What, you old scoundrel, you don't want to return it either, right?" Old Ancestor Zhang slammed the table in anger. "Don't think I don't know your little schemes."

Seeing this, Feng Xu raised an eyebrow. "That's not the way to put it. My little grandson obtained the Queen of the Underworld remnant spirit with his own ability and repaired it into his own scroll with his own ability. Why should I hand it over to you?"

"Hmph! How could that brat be capable of repairing the Queen of the Underworld remnant spirit?" Old Ancestor Zhang's face was livid. "Let's just lay our cards on the table. Did your Feng family secretly steal our Demon God Dojo's inheritance materials back then? You old scoundrel have been hiding it well!"

Hearing this, Feng Xu was a bit confused. "No, when did my Feng family ever steal your Demon God Dojo's inheritance?"

"Isn't it?" Old Ancestor Zhang retorted. "Even if he is a Genius, he shouldn't be able to repair the Queen of the Underworld perfectly, right?"

"Why not?" Feng Xu asked, frowning.

What was going on? His little grandson not only repaired the Queen of the Underworld but also repaired it perfectly.

To the point that he was starting to suspect that the Demon God Dojo's Queen of the Underworld inheritance had been secretly leaked.

My little grandson is amazing!

"Think about it yourself, is this reasonable?" Old Ancestor Zhang became angrier the more he thought about it.

Just then, the grandfather-grandson duo Zhang Meng and Zhang Bo arrived in a hurry.

Seeing Zhang Meng return empty-handed, Old Ancestor Zhang knew that this attempt at forced seizure had not succeeded.

Then, Zhang Meng snuck over to his side and explained the situation to him. Old Ancestor Zhang was stunned on the spot. "What? Are you sure?"

"Absolutely true, it almost scared me to death," Zhang Meng said, still feeling lingering fear.

"Thi-thi-this..." Old Ancestor Zhang's face turned green and then purple. It took him a long time to calm down from the shock, and he looked at Feng Xu in disbelief. "Wu Xian is that person's grandson?"

Feng Xu narrowed his eyes and smiled, seemingly feeling some emotion. "Ill-fated relationship~ Ill-fated relationship~!"

"..." Old Ancestor Zhang's face twisted, and he sat on the chair, seemingly somewhat powerless. "Fine, let's just state the terms."

"I can't make the decision on this; it depends on my little grandson's wishes," Feng Xu smiled.

Old Ancestor Zhang's face was livid.

At this time, the other Elders of the Demon God Dojo still didn't know what had happened; they were all puzzled and began to inquire with Zhang Meng in secret.

Zhang Yao, who had been dragged over as a witness, was also stunned by the Old Ancestor's change in attitude.

Where did that unruly energy from just now go? Why did he suddenly wilt?

In his confusion, he couldn't help but ask Zhang Bo in a low voice.

"Wu Xian's grandfather is a big-shot Body Cultivator? And Great-Uncle was scared away at the time?"

The more Zhang Yao heard, the more confused he became.

What big-shot Body Cultivator? The dignified Demon God Dojo would actually fear a big-shot Body Cultivator?

After Zhang Bo's stammering explanation, Zhang Yao finally understood.

A Divine-Grade Body Cultivator? Such an existence actually existed in this world?

Is it true or false?

But judging from the change in attitude of the Old Ancestor and the Elders, it seemed to be true.

What the hell?

Wasn't Wu Xian a disciple of the Association? How did a Divine-Grade Body Cultivator grandfather suddenly pop up?

A moment later, Wu Xian arrived at the scene unhurriedly. "Oh, Senior, you're here too?"

Zhang Meng nodded with a twitching mouth. "Come, come, let's sit down and talk slowly. Any conditions can be discussed; as long as you are willing to return Her Highness the Queen of the Underworld, everything can be negotiated."

"Haha, let Maternal Great-Uncle give you a hug." Feng Xu stood up happily to welcome him, his heart already blooming with joy. "You are really something; you didn't even tell your Maternal Great-Uncle about such a big thing."

Just like that, Wu Xian, as the "defendant," joined this high-level negotiation.

The Demon God Dojo offered various generous conditions one after another, but Wu Xian didn't react at all.

"Little Wu," Old Ancestor Zhang said earnestly. "Her Highness the Queen of the Underworld is, after all, the inheritance of our Demon God Dojo. Even if you keep her, it has no meaning, so why bother?"

"But I feel that Her Highness the Queen of the Underworld is quite useful," Wu Xian said as such. "And I am confident that I can take the Queen of the Underworld a step further, so please rest assured, Seniors; I will definitely not disgrace the Queen of the Underworld's millennium-long inheritance."

"..." Old Ancestor Zhang and the others were slightly stiff.

That was their black scroll Her Highness, inherited for a thousand years; of course she was useful!

"Don't tell me you still have the confidence to compete for the right to hold Her Highness the Queen of the Underworld?" Old Ancestor Zhang said, full of resentment.

Just kidding, that was their Demon God Dojo's thousand-year inheritance. Even if the Feng family had stolen some inheritance materials back then, their understanding of the Queen of the Underworld inheritance couldn't possibly be deeper or more comprehensive than theirs.

It was impossible to compete with them later on; at most, it would just disgust them in front of outsiders and let the various factions watch the Demon God Dojo make a fool of itself.

Why bother? Wouldn't it be better to return the Queen of the Underworld to her original owner and let everyone be happy?

Who would have thought that Wu Xian's next sentence would directly stun them.

"I feel it's not completely impossible," Wu Xian said, pondering. "Moreover, I have already communicated with Her Highness the Queen of the Underworld's consciousness, and Her Highness the Queen of the Underworld approves of me very much."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone from the Demon God Dojo present was silent.

What did that mean? Did this little guy really want to compete with them for the copyright of the Queen of the Underworld's divine scroll?

"What? You have already communicated with Her Highness the Queen of the Underworld's will?" Old Ancestor Zhang said in disbelief. "Little guy, don't joke around. Her Highness the Queen of the Underworld's will is so noble; she rarely even communicates with us on a daily basis. How could she approve of you, an outsider?"

Everyone from the Demon God Dojo also wore expressions of disbelief.

How could the great Her Highness the Queen of the Underworld approve of an outsider? Wasn't this a joke?

"How about… you go and confirm with the Queen of the Underworld?" Wu Xian said with a light smile.

Hearing this, everyone from the Demon God Dojo looked at each other, vaguely having a bad premonition.

A moment later, Old Ancestor Zhang personally projected his consciousness to the Demon God Divine Domain to seek confirmation from the Queen of the Underworld's will.

After confirmation, Old Ancestor Zhang's expression was strange, clearly doubting life a bit. After some awkward pleasantries, he began to discuss solemnly with the people around him.

While the people from the Demon God Dojo were discussing, Maternal Great-Uncle Feng Xu couldn't help but ask curiously: "Xianer, did you really get the approval of the Queen of the Underworld's will?"

"Could this be fake?" Wu Xian responded with a light smile.

The current Queen of the Underworld, Little Sister, was practically dying to throw herself at him immediately.

It was only the people of the Demon God Dojo who still naively thought that the great Her Highness the Queen of the Underworld would always be theirs.

"That's right, as long as the Queen of the Underworld isn't blind, she can naturally see our Xianer's excellence," Feng Xu said happily. "In this way, we can be considered legitimate scroll-bearers."

The Demon God Dojo side clearly also recognized the reality. Although they didn't understand why Her Highness the Queen of the Underworld would approve of an outsider, they could not accept the Queen of the Underworld inheritance falling into the hands of an outsider under any circumstances.

After some discussion, the Elder named Zhang Meng walked to the front solemnly. "Little friend, you also saw earlier that I am a person with a lifebound Ancient Scroll. I wonder if you have any interest in Ancient Scrolls? To tell you the truth, I have a set of secret information on Ancient Scrolls, which has a high probability of allowing you to draw the legendary Ancient Scrolls."

Hearing this, Wu Xian was stunned.

Was this the rhythm of trying to exchange "hostages" with him using Ancient Scroll production information?