Chapter 79

"Encyclopedia Baidu? No, no, no, I am not Encyclopedia Baidu. You don't need to know who I am, as long as I know who you are." The gentleman before him, with a refined and jade-like demeanor, was somewhat eccentric, as if he were a transcendent being.

"Sir..." The young book boy beside him covered his face in embarrassment, his fair cheeks turning red. He felt that his master's eccentric behavior in front of so many ghosts was truly embarrassing, from the City God's Mansion to the Bai Family!

"Book boy, you've forgotten again, this is love! Do you understand? This is love!" The eccentric gentleman emphasized repeatedly, with a solemn and serious expression, extremely serious. He was none other than the master of the Hanlin Academy — Li Hanlin!

Although Li Hanlin was somewhat eccentric, his usual words and actions were incomprehensible to other ghosts, but his talent and strength were undeniable, and he was naturally invited to the Bai Family to attend the grand banquet of talented ghosts.

"Isn't this just a case of middle school syndrome? In the human world, a small island nation on the verge of sinking explains middle school syndrome as..."

"That refers to a self-awareness mindset. 'Middle school syndrome' is the Japanese term for 'middle school second year.' Literally, it means the pathological self-awareness of second-year middle school students... For example:

— 'I am different from others.'

— 'The one who is wrong is not me, but the world.'

— 'This is maturity.'

— 'If there are counterexamples, refer to the above three points.'

Furthermore, it involves being trapped in one-sided thoughts about life, the universe, oneself, others, and the existence of things around them, making presumptuous criticisms of the dirtiness of politics and society, and pretending to be delinquent. Perhaps they had grand plans to change things around them, but ultimately did nothing and just gave up. This nature is also a symptom of middle school syndrome..."

Li Hanlin interjected at the right moment, speaking fluently and eloquently.

"..." Su Xing was instantly speechless, his forehead hanging with a black line. He wanted to comment, but felt a strong sense of powerlessness, not knowing where to start. There were just too many points to criticize!

Tian An'er, on the other hand, watched with great interest, her big eyes curiously examining this "unique" big brother, Li Hanlin.

Sometimes Su Xing suspected that Tian An'er's innocence and naivety might even surpass that of a three- or four-year-old Yan Li. Who knows, maybe one day the three- or four-year-old Yan Li would have a sudden idea and sell the thirteen- or fourteen-year-old Tian An'er.

"Li Hanlin?"

Suddenly, Su Xing tentatively said.

"Hmm?" Li Hanlin was taken aback, looking at Su Xing, about to speak.

"How did you find out?!" At this moment, the young book boy beside him shouted.

"Trouble!" Li Hanlin glared, giving the young book boy a hard knock on the head.

"Ouch." The young book boy held his head, looking at Li Hanlin with a委屈 (grievance) expression, "Sir, what did I do wrong?"

"You're betraying your teammate! Do you understand? If you're going to betray, betray someone else's teammate, not your master's!" Li Hanlin educated him, then covered his forehead and sighed, while the young book boy looked at his master with tears in his eyes, completely confused.

"This Li Hanlin..." Su Xing was speechless. He had heard of Li Hanlin's reputation in the City God's Mansion, which was well-known.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the calm jade lake suddenly exploded with a ten-foot-high white wave, rushing towards the luxurious boat in the center of the lake.

"Bold ghost! Dare to wreak havoc in the Bai Family?!"

A loud shout came from the luxurious boat, and a young man in white with a sword on his back appeared at the bow. He had previously appeared in Bai Xixun's Nightmare Team and was a formidable warrior recruited by Bai Xixun, with an extraordinary background and strength.

"Roar!"

In response to the young man in white, a roar echoed, and the calm jade lake was stirred up with huge waves. The sky seemed to rain, and a large fish head with fierce spines appeared amidst the turbulent waves.

The ghosts gathered around, watching the spectacle with their arms crossed.

"In the underworld, not every ghost fears the White Wuchang or the Underworld!"

"Truly bold, spouting nonsense!" The young man in white coldly rebuked, his brows furrowed, and his sword unsheathed with a clang, the sword light piercing the sky!

"Slash!"

The young man in white shouted, gripping the sword with both hands and slashing at the fish head in mid-air.

"Whoosh!"

The curtain of evil rain in the sky was torn open, and a sword light that pierced the heavens appeared, surrounded by ghostly energy, like a celestial river falling, directly cleaving down. The lake surface parted even before the sword light reached it!

"Truly a sword that pierces the heavens! Night Bujian's sword skills have reached a new level."

"Remarkable!"

The geniuses watching from the lakeside marveled, many of them lacking the confidence to withstand Night Bujian's attack.

"Rain falls in the underworld, ghostly swords slay demons..."

On the seventh-grade jade lotus, Dalianhua danced gracefully, her long sleeves fluttering, and the fine sword in her hand stirred the dark sky. Her beautiful voice echoed, and the celestial music and Buddhist chants were replaced by a tight and intense ancient zither melody, intertwining with the jade lake, like a play on stage.

Night Bujian's sword was extremely sharp. If the fierce fish head were to be hit, it would likely be split open and could not withstand the attack.

"Roar!"

The fish head's large head did not grow in vain. It dove into the jade lake, causing huge waves, and a series of white waves crashed towards Night Bujian's sword.

The sound of the waves was continuous, and the sword light fell, splitting the waves, with water splashing into the air, forming a heavy rain that fell with a whoosh.

The center of the jade lake was split by the sword light, but the power of the sword had been greatly weakened by the waves, almost disappearing.

"Hmph!"

Night Bujian coldly snorted, his arms moving instantly, and three more sword lights slashed down, overlapping with the previous one, forming an even more terrifying attack.

"Whoosh!"

The surface of the jade lake split into two, the water being forced to the sides, the water level rising, one side supporting the lotus, the other supporting the luxurious boat, without splashing onto the lakeside.

After the water parted, the fierce fish head hidden at the bottom of the lake was exposed, a large, faint black shadow moving in the water. Suddenly, a huge bony tail lashed out, colliding with the sword light.

"Boom!"

The sword light shattered, and the huge bony tail also cracked with a crackling sound.

"Bold ghost, still not willing to die!" Seeing the sword light shattered, Night Bujian did not get angry but laughed, shouting, and the shattered sword light around the bony tail instantly coalesced into more sword lights, densely surrounding the fierce fish head.

"Night Bujian has become so powerful; it seems he has gained much under Bai Xixun."

"Not necessarily, Night Bujian's talent was already formidable. Reaching this level is his own ability."

"To be able to recruit such a powerful Night Bujian, how powerful must Bai Xixun be!"

"Though of the same generation, they have been far outstripped. Living in the same era as them is truly a form of mourning."

Seeing Night Bujian's strength, some ghosts were delighted, while others were worried.

Su Xing frowned, as Zibu Yu was still on the boat, and he was concerned that the battle might affect her.

"Snap!"

The young book boy opened an oiled paper umbrella for Li Hanlin, standing calmly beside his master, watching the spectacle.

In the young book boy's view, what fish head ghost or Night Bujian could be a match for his master, Li Hanlin.

The battle in the lake continued, and a hint of a cold smile appeared on Night Bujian's lips.

"Trapped in my Bujian Sword Light Array, you are a fish in a pot!"

The Bujian Sword Light Array in the sky rotated, about to flay the fish head deep in the lake.

"Wait!"

At this moment, a stern voice came from the boat, stopping Night Bujian.

"Hmph!" Night Bujian coldly snorted, preparing to release the Bujian Sword Light Array.

"Bujian!" Another voice immediately came from the boat, truly stopping Night Bujian.

"Master..." Night Bujian's face changed, and he reluctantly retracted his hand.

In the blink of an eye, as Night Bujian retracted his hand, the fish head's broken tail lashed out, and it leaped out of the lake, the silver moon above the underworld making the ghosts' faces change dramatically.

Previously, in the water, it was not clear, but the fish head, except for its head, was only a skeleton!

"Bad! It has escaped!" Night Bujian suddenly looked up, his eyes narrowing, preparing to凝聚 (coalesce) the sword light to deliver a fatal blow to the fish head in the air.

"Bujian, leave it to Brother Kunpeng; this is his family matter!" Bai Xixun's voice came from the boat, not loud but filled with undeniable authority.

Hearing Bai Xixun, Night Bujian's face changed repeatedly, and after a difficult decision, he reluctantly retracted the Bujian sword.

"Yes."

"Ha ha ha... Brother Bai is indeed generous; I will visit your North Sea in the future!"

A loud laugh, and a lean young man with a voice that did not match his rugged appearance flew out of the boat, grabbing the fish head that was about to escape.

"Fathead, you cannot escape, and your tricks will not succeed." The lean young man said calmly, then opened his mouth wide.

"Whoosh..."

Instantly, the sky darkened, only eerie winds swirling. In just a moment, the strange phenomenon disappeared, and the powerful fish head was gone!

The lean young man stood in the air, under the silver moon, looking down with a disdainful gaze, as if surveying the ghosts below.

The ghosts' faces changed, some turning green, others purple.

"What's the big deal, just a son of Kunpeng? What's so great about it!" A genius pouted, looking disdainful.

"Right, he even calls it his North Sea, does he think he's already Kunpeng?"

"Besides, even Kunpeng wouldn't dare say that, because it's said that the legendary Torch Dragon is still alive, rising in the East Sea of the Dongsheng Divine Region and setting in the North Sea of the Underworld!"

More ghosts loudly agreed, their fathers having significant backgrounds, giving them the courage to speak.

"Even if the current Kunpeng is not the original Kunpeng, and Torch Dragon is not the original Torch Dragon