82: Zhantian Club, right?

Chapter 82: Zhan Tian Club, is it?

"Hello, Brother Wu," Wang Xiaocong said enthusiastically, "I saw you last time and you were quite powerful, but unfortunately, you ran too fast and I couldn't catch up. This time, you absolutely can't run away."

"Misunderstanding~ Misunderstanding." Wu Xian gave an awkward smile.

Last time, he thought the other party was upset he stole the kill. Now it seems Wang Xiaocong is clearly not someone who lacks that bit of money.

"No acquaintance without misunderstanding, right?" Wang Xiaocong said indifferently, "It's not easy to find a teammate of the same age in the Elementary copy area. Let's go together. Those two over there are bodyguards my old man forced on me. Just treat them as air."

Hearing this, the two bodyguards secretly felt helpless.

"Sorry, I have a mission and may not be able to go with Brother Wang."

Wu Xian was still thinking about bringing the Netherworld Soldiers home. If that Netherworld Soldier hadn't been entangled by Wang Xiaocong just now, he wouldn't have bothered coming over.

"Let's go together. I don't have any particular goal either. I'll just help a brother out." Wang Xiaocong was not at all reserved.

"I appreciate Brother Wang's kindness." Wu Xian politely prepared to leave.

"Can you manage alone? Are you sure you don't need my help? Just consider it making a friend."

"Cough cough." The two bodyguards lightly coughed, giving him a look.

Seeing Wu Xian fly away, Wang Xiaocong felt it was a pity and looked at the two bodyguards in confusion, "What? Is there a problem?"

"Young master, you are still a bit too naive. That young man almost had 'I don't want to team up' written on his face."

"Did he?" Wang Xiaocong mumbled, "But I feel Brother Wu was quite enthusiastic, clearly attracted by my gear."

The two bodyguards shook their heads and smiled... Under the perception of the Ghost King, he searched all the way.

Unknowingly, he had already incorporated eight Netherworld Soldiers, mostly elite monsters of the third and fourth ranks.

If these were released, they would be equivalent to the combat power of two or three small teams.

"Hiss~ Are there any more in the mining area?"

Seeing the Ghost King point towards No. 7 Mining Area, Wu Xian couldn't help but hesitate.

But then he thought, with such a big commotion about the depleted mining area, who would link it to him?

After some internal struggle, he flew on his sword.

"No wonder they say criminals often return to the crime scene after escaping. It's quite true."

As Wu Xian joked to himself, the depleted No. 7 Mining Area was already before his eyes.

All major mining companies had withdrawn, and the vast mining area seemed eerily deserted, but there were still some official investigators and 'mining rats' active in the area.

He entered the complex mine tunnels.

He successively found three Netherworld Soldiers left there.

"Any more?"

Feeling the perception from the Ghost King, Wu Xian was both surprised and delighted.

It seemed that the batch of "enlightenment" seeds he sowed last time had mostly remained within the mine tunnels.

Searching and collecting all the way, the Netherworld Soldiers quickly returned to formation as if they had found their organization.

Finally, when the last Netherworld Soldier returned to formation, there were already a full twenty-one Netherworld Soldiers in the Ten Yama Generals divine scroll.

The background of the entire divine scroll also became richer, looking more like a normal scroll, no longer the hollow appearance it had before.

"Honestly, the complex environment within these mine tunnels is quite suitable for cultivating Netherworld Soldiers."

While thinking, he once again had the five Yin Generals perform the incorporation and enlightenment operation.

It was like sowing seeds.

Sow a patch of seeds today, and in a while, they would grow into Netherworld Soldiers.

"Speaking of which, if given more time, could they grow into commander-level Netherworld Soldiers?"

Wu Xian decided to delay the next "harvest" to give the Netherworld Soldier seeds more time to develop.

He emerged from the mine tunnels and flew away on his sword.

He continued to explore deeper into the Mysterious Abyss, preparing to hunt some high-quality, high-tier strange monsters.

Soon after, he vaguely saw the defense line of Yaoyang City's controlled area, where the army was stationed year-round.

Beyond the defense line was the true Mysterious Abyss.

"Oh~ What a strong scent of wealth!"

The God of Wealth's [Attracting Wealth and Treasure] was truly different after its great upgrade.

He could accurately sniff out a trace of wealth from a long distance.

However, when he got closer, he found that someone had already beaten him to it.

Those who dared to venture this deep clearly had some strength, and what's more, his opponent was alone.

"Is that... Zombie Uncle?" Wu Xian recognized the opponent's scroll painting spirit at a glance, "From Zhan Tian Club?"

Looking at the Club badge on the person's chest, he was even a silver scroll player.

He wasn't very old, at most in his early thirties, with a proper face and a decorative battle tattoo on his forehead.

"silver scroll four-and-a-half stars, he can fight!"

Of course, it was best not to fight if possible. The focus was on the Spiritual Plant growing on the cliff face, surrounded by numerous strange monsters.

A vibrant flower emitting a faint smell of decay.

Although he didn't recognize it, it reeked of money and was definitely a valuable item.

The person from Zhan Tian Club was also trying to approach the Spiritual Plant, but due to the terrain and the strange monsters around the Spiritual Plant, it was difficult to get close.

However, it was different for Wu Xian.

With a flying mount, approaching was clearly much easier.

Whoosh!

The Laurel Branch flashed with cold light, and a ghostly strange monster that came to meet it was instantly cut down.

The God of Wealth appeared, the black tiger under him roared, intimidating the strange monsters, and lightning magic poured down, destroying many ghostly strange monsters.

Then, he flew past on his sword, reached out, and grabbed the Spiritual Plant. His wealth Qi instantly increased by a large amount.

Above the cliff, the proper-faced man was dumbfounded on the spot. He was still trying to figure out a way, and in a blink of an eye, someone had taken it away.

"Damn it, where did this young man come from, daring to snatch something from my Zhan Tian Club?"

"Tsk, why don't you just say the entire Mysterious Abyss belongs to your Zhan Tian Club?"

Wu Xian raised an eyebrow, spoke sarcastically, and calmly flew away on his sword.

The next second, he was locked onto by a terrifying Aura.

He looked back and saw the Zombie Uncle's crimson eyes staring intently at him, as if releasing some Mental Energy suppression skill.

You like to glare at people, huh?

Wu Xian immediately released General Ma Mian to "glare" back, instantly dissolving the skill.

Seeing this, the proper-faced man's expression flickered between cloudy and clear, then he raised a double-barreled large-caliber mechanical gun.

"..." Wu Xian's forehead darkened.

You're not playing fair, are you?

Boom!

A fierce energy cannon attack came.

Fortunately, Wu Xian had wealth Qi protecting his body, so there was no major harm, but he inexplicably became angry.

"What a Zhan Tian Club!"

If a tiger doesn't show its might, do you really think I'm easy to bully?

With that, his Mental Energy surged, and the Ten Yama Generals divine scroll above his head was majestically displayed.

Perhaps because he had incorporated twenty-one Netherworld Soldiers, the Aura of the Ten Yama Generals divine scroll had clearly strengthened a lot.

"Scroll Master?!"

The moment he saw the divine scroll, the proper-faced man's face turned pale with shock, and a gloomy look flashed in his eyes.

Wu Xian didn't bother with him. General Niu Tou and the Ghost King, two combatants, charged out together, engaging the Zombie Uncle.

Just a mere zombie, daring to be presumptuous in front of this young master.

In just a moment, he had the Zhan Tian Club's so-called main force, the Zombie Uncle, pinned to the ground and rubbed.

Before the opponent could release a second silver scroll for support, the Zombie Uncle was torn to shreds as if disemboweled by the Ghost King, and even the painting spirit energy that dispersed after the painting spirit shattered was completely devoured by the Ghost King.

The Ghost King instantly advanced from three stars to four stars.

"So killing painting spirits upgrades them this fast?"

Wu Xian secretly rejoiced, then looked at the second silver scroll the opponent threw out, his expression strange.

It was a silver scroll four-star, a dark green giant snake with its head wrapped in armored spikes, seven or eight meters long, enveloped in a dark green poisonous mist, hissing coldly at him.

Although the Ghost King and General Niu Tou could certainly defeat it, Wu Xian still recalled the two Yin Generals.

Then, he released the Town-House Chicken King which he hadn't used for a long time.

This was the difference between a Spirit Master and a Scroll Master.