81: Ghost Soldiers

Chapter 81: Netherworld Soldiers

Xiao Yu, this pure college girl, wasn't foolish; she wouldn't place an order so casually.

After saying she'd consider it, she ended the call.

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

He arrived at the dimensional port and entered the Elementary copy area with a free pass.

He emerged from the Dead Mountain Town outpost and galloped outwards. The feeling of having a Flying Sword was truly different.

Upon reaching the vicinity of No. 7 Mining Area, he casually dealt with scattered strange entities while searching for the 'enlightened' ones.

Currently, No. 7 Mining Area was largely abandoned, and the major mining operations had begun to withdraw. However, many factions were still conducting investigations there.

"A Fourth-Tier Elite?"

During his search, he keenly detected the aura and figure of a Fourth-Tier Elite strange entity.

He swooped down on the Laurel Branch, a flash of sword light aimed at its face.

The strange entity let out a piercing shriek, instinctively trying to counterattack, but it was blocked by two 'burly men,' one black and one white.

The Black and White Impermanence, empowered by the silver scroll, could easily handle a Fourth-Tier Elite.

Wu Xian was more curious about the appearance of this Elite strange entity.

It was disheveled, with bulging blue veins on its pale white skin, sharp fangs, and claws. He wondered which Scroll Master's 'bastard child' it was; it showed no imagination at all.

After being 'physically' transcended by Black and White Impermanence, the dropped materials were unremarkable, with slightly less rare spiritual content.

It seemed there were differences even among Elite strange entities.

As he continued his search, he encountered a familiar group.

It was the teacher from the art studio enrollment, who was now leading his followers in a hasty retreat, their faces looking worse than the last.

"What's going on? It was only a Third-Tier Elite, why was it so terrifying?"

"Have you ever encountered such a strange entity before?"

"No recollection at all."

Hearing this, the art studio teacher in charge frowned. "It's better to come here less often in the future. That Elite strange entity is not simple."

"Xiao Yangzi, you're a Scroll Master, aren't you? How can you not even handle an Elite strange entity?" A middle-aged follower beside him said with a hint of sarcasm.

The art studio teacher felt a bitter pang. Scroll Masters were categorized, okay?

His Little Devil scroll was clearly no match for that Elite strange entity.

But facing these elders and relatives from his Family, no matter how much grievance he had, he could only swallow it down.

When he was admitted to the art studio back then, he was incredibly popular, and all the Family's resources were directed to support him.

However, his life's highlight forever remained the day he was admitted to the art studio.

Over the years, the resentment of his clansmen towards him grew, and he felt an unprecedented pressure that suffocated him.

"Things should get much better once I condense a divine scroll," the art studio teacher said faintly.

"Alright, alright."

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

He silently followed the direction they had fled from.

Soon after, he saw the Elite strange entity that had repelled them, and he was both surprised and delighted.

The Elite strange entity was clad in netherworld armor, holding a netherworld spear, and was searching for and slaughtering ordinary strange entities nearby. The aura it emitted was distinctly different from other strange entities.

"Could it be those strange entities that were enlightened last time?"

Wu Xian swallowed hard and tried to release the 'Ghost King'.

Sensing the Ghost King's aura, the strange entity, resembling a Netherworld Soldier below, seemed to detect something and instantly looked towards Wu Xian.

"It really is!"

Watching the Netherworld Soldier advance towards him, Wu Xian was extremely surprised.

How much time had passed for it to evolve to this extent?

Good heavens, if he enlightened more strange entities, wouldn't the Yaoyang City Mysterious Abyss controlled zone become his territory in the future?

He just wasn't sure how 'enlightenment' specifically worked.

He immediately tried to have the Yin Generals gather the surrounding strange entities to 'recruit' and control them.

He found that not all strange entities could be enlightened; only a small portion developed special spiritual structures.

And this 'recruitment' operation seemed to consume the Law power condensed in the divine scroll.

He originally wanted to see if the Ghost King could absorb the Netherworld Soldier, but then he saw the Netherworld Soldier transform into a wisp of wandering soul and directly drill into his body, which gave him quite a fright.

"What the heck?"

Wu Xian was startled and quickly checked his own condition.

He then surprisingly discovered that the Netherworld Soldier had integrated into the Ten Yama Generals divine scroll, becoming the scroll's faint background.

"So that's how it is," Wu Xian secretly thrilled. "Let's go, let's go, bring the other Netherworld Soldiers home!"

Subsequently, guided by the Ghost King's senses, he searched for traces of other Netherworld Soldiers.

From afar, he heard the roar of chariots, and upon getting closer, he realized it was the art studio freshman who had brought a girl last time.

Of course, this time he didn't bring a girl; after all, coming to the Elementary copy area with a bunch of 'vases' was akin to seeking death.

After more than a month, this guy's strength had clearly improved a lot. He wore a handsome silver armor, held a long spear, and fought with broad, sweeping movements, struggling against a Netherworld Soldier strange entity.

"Young Master, this Elite strange entity is a bit strong. If it's too much, should we step in?"

On the roaring chariot nearby, two tall bodyguards hesitated, fearing that something might happen to the young master.

However, the guy's temper grew with each blow.

"No one gets involved! I'll do it myself! I refuse to believe this evil!"

Ever since he changed into this set of equipment, Wang Xiaocong no longer thought much of the novice copy.

After coming to the Elementary copy area, he indeed thrived, and his two bodyguards were basically just for show.

However, this Third-Tier Elite strange entity in front of him made him stumble.

He could defeat other Third-Tier Elites, but he just couldn't defeat this particular Third-Tier Elite, which wielded its spear even more skillfully than him.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Seeing the young master being knocked back repeatedly, the two bodyguards were anxious.

Wu Xian, approaching on his Flying Sword, saw everything, his expression peculiar.

This guy was truly stubborn!

He couldn't win, but he insisted on fighting.

"A tool-type Scroll Master?"

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

At the very least, the defense of the armor he wore was quite effective.

Despite being abused by the Netherworld Soldier for so long, he hadn't suffered a single injury.

While Wu Xian was observing, the two bodyguards on the chariot also keenly noticed his approach. Although Wu Xian showed no hostility, the two bodyguards still became vigilant.

"Um, do you need help?" Wu Xian felt a little pained for his Netherworld Soldier.

Hearing an unfamiliar voice, Wang Xiaocong, who was in combat, looked back in confusion. Upon seeing Wu Xian in mid-air, he was clearly stunned. "Holy cow, Rooster Knight?!"

"..." Wu Xian was speechless for a moment.

"What kind of vehicle is that? A Flying Sword? That's kinda cool!"

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

Strange, why do young people nowadays always like to run to the Elementary copy area?

Wu Xian swooped down, feigning a few rounds with the Netherworld Soldier. Finally, with a single sword strike, the Netherworld Soldier let out a feigned scream and transformed into a streak of light, which he absorbed into his divine scroll.

Wang Xiaocong and the two bodyguards were dumbfounded at the sight.

"Did he just... win?" Wang Xiaocong asked in disbelief. "How did you do that?"

"This scroll weapon of mine has an extremely strong suppressive effect on Yin and evil entities, and it can also devour Yin souls and strange entities to grow stronger," Wu Xian fabricated an explanation.

"So that's it."

Wang Xiaocong suddenly understood and didn't doubt anything, as the Laurel Branch indeed emitted a very strong Yin Qi.

"But speaking of which, Rooster Bro, your skills are good. Have you trained?" Wang Xiaocong asked enthusiastically.

"Not bad. Still a bit lacking compared to Chariot Bro."

Wu Xian's mouth twitched slightly. What the hell is Rooster Bro? You're the rooster!

"Of course! I've been training since I was a kid, alright?" Wang Xiaocong proudly pouted. "My name is Wang Xiaocong. What should I call you, Rooster Bro?"

"Wu Xian."