He just became the last Celestial Master, and the school beauty is already calling him "Dad&quo

Slowly open your eyes.

Taigu's wrinkled face had lost its previous arrogance, replaced by a gloomy expression.

"it is good."

Taigu gritted his teeth, his voice hoarse like two pieces of rough sandpaper rubbing together: "You want me to tell you about what happened to your father back then? I can tell you."

"I admit defeat now that I'm in your hands!"

At this point, Taigu suddenly raised his head.

His cloudy eyes were fixed on Yang Guang, his gaze filled with an almost manic stubbornness, a kind of incomprehension that his life's masterpiece had been broken.

"But you have to tell me one thing."

Taigu stretched out his withered fingers, pointing to the dilapidated storage room around him, his voice harsh and shrill: "How on earth did you find me?!"

"The maze I set up around this abandoned school is so dense that even the underworld officials couldn't detect a trace of life!"

"I erased every trace of this place, even the footprints on the ground were carefully cleaned up!"

"Moreover, I have long since concealed the secrets of my birth date and time using a secret method."

Taigu became more and more agitated as he spoke, even grabbing his hair and pulling out a few sparse white hairs.

"You have absolutely no way of figuring out my location from my birth chart!"

"You can't possibly track my aura using any magical artifact!"

"How did you manage to do that?"

"How do you know how to pinpoint this storage room where not even a mouse would ever venture!"

Taigu glared at Yang Guang: "You just need to answer this question for me, let me die knowing why, and I'll tell you everything I know!"

Yang Guang stood there, listening to Tai Gu's hysterical accusations.

His expression suddenly became indescribably strange.

Yang Guang subconsciously turned his head and glanced outside the door.

That guy, Donut, who's always courting disaster, is probably still yelling "Thank you, big brother, for the big rocket!" to hundreds of thousands of netizens right now.

Yang Guang rolled his eyes inwardly.

How to calculate one's birth date and time (Ba Zi)?

Using magical artifacts to track auras?

That old bald monk's thinking is way too advanced!

I don't even know the first stroke of your crappy eight-character name!

If it weren't for that rich older sister Jiang Siyu calling, and if that girl Donut hadn't insisted on coming to this godforsaken abandoned school to do some kind of supernatural adventure livestream, and had just stumbled into your lair...

Let alone today.

Even if you, you old bastard, hide here for ten or eight years and have a litter of baby turtles, I might not be able to find this godforsaken place!

Yang Guang was speechless.

These donuts are the bane of Taiku!

But then I thought, others are too busy trying to avoid karma.

She's fine, though.

Wherever there are vicious ghosts or evil cultivators hiding in the sewers, her blessed legs will run there!

It was by chance.

Can you call this a coincidence?

Yang Guang had already started making plans in his mind.

After we finish this job and get the 500,000 yuan service fee from Jiang Siyu, maybe we should just pay Donut some wages.

In the future, when I can't get any work or earn any merit, I'll just throw this girl out to wander around in those desolate wilderness areas.

We guarantee you'll catch them every time!

It's so much better than just carrying it around aimlessly.

However, Yang Guang certainly couldn't voice these thoughts directly.

He was the last Celestial Master, and he could never lose his air of superiority.

If that old bald monk knew that his proudly laid-out, flawless concealment array had ultimately been defeated by a clueless female livestreamer who was only interested in attracting followers and generating traffic.

I reckon this old man would be so angry his blood vessels would burst, saving him the trouble of performing a ritual for the dead.

Yang Guang turned his gaze back to Taigu.

Looking at the other person's thirst for knowledge, and even the pain and contortion caused by their incomprehension, I saw their old face.

Yang Guang's lips curled upwards, revealing a mocking smile.

He couldn't even be bothered to explain anything unnecessary.

He simply raised one foot and kicked over the broken brass bowl in front of the altar that was used for offering incense.

A crisp "clang" sounded.

The brass bowl rolled down the dusty ground all the way to Taigu's knees.

Yang Guang looked down at Taigu, who was slumped on the ground, and coldly squeezed out a few words through clenched teeth.

Who do you think you are?

"You dare ask me how I found you?"

Taigu's eye muscles twitched violently, and the resigned dejection on his face was instantly ignited by rage upon hearing those words.

"You won't tell!"

Taigu suddenly let out a roar that didn't sound human, and slammed his withered hand onto the ground.

The blue bricks on the ground shattered, and a thick, impenetrable black blood mist erupted from the ground, enveloping his entire body.

"Then let's all die together!"

With a loud bang, black mist shot into the sky, emitting a pungent stench.

Using this illusion, Taigu flicked his withered wrist, and a half-foot-long dagger, gleaming with a ghostly blue poisonous light, silently slid into his palm.

This old thief never expected to die together with his opponent.

He moved like a venomous snake gliding along the ground, using the smoke as cover, and lunged straight at Yang Guang's waist and abdomen.

The blade tip tears through the air.

Yang Guang stood still, his hands still in the pockets of his faded sweatpants.

He wouldn't be foolish enough to fall into the same trap twice.

So from the very beginning, Yang Guang was wary of this old guy.

Just as the poisoned blade was less than ten centimeters from Yang Guang's abdomen.

Yang Guang made a move.

His left hand shot out with lightning speed, without any incantations, just pure power combined with the Celestial Master's Qi.

"Snapped!"

A crisp, loud slap echoed in the cramped storage room.

That slap turned Taigu into a windmill.

His emaciated body spun 360 degrees in mid-air.

The dagger was jolted out of his hand by the force and fell to the ground with a clatter.

"Bang!"

Taigu crashed heavily onto the dusty blue brick floor.

Several bloody, yellow teeth, mixed with broken gums, sprayed out of his mouth.

Yang Guang strode forward, his worn-out canvas shoes ruthlessly stomping on Taigu's old face.

"You old bastard, trying to play with a knife in front of me?"

Yang Guang slammed his feet down hard, grinding left and right.

The rough surface of the blue bricks immediately chafed half of Taigu's face, leaving it raw and bleeding.

Taigu was in so much pain that his whole body convulsed, his dry, claw-like hands desperately clawing at Yang Guang's ankle, trying to pry the foot off.

As a result, Yang Guang's leg did not move at all.

Yang Guang coldly stared at the bug under his feet, a bug he could crush at any moment.

"explain."

"How much do you actually know about my dad?"

Taigu emitted a hoarse, bellows-like sound from his throat.

In those cloudy, yellowed old eyes, there was no pleading for mercy, but rather a mad urge to perish together with them.

He opened his leaky mouth and spat out a mouthful of thick, bloody foam.

"Pooh!"

"You'll never find out!"

Before Taigu could finish speaking, his jaw muscles suddenly tightened.

A poison pill hidden deep in the molar was crushed by biting it directly.

It only takes two seconds.

Taigu's face turned a terrifying bluish-purple, his eyes bulged out, and his limbs twitched violently as if he had been electrocuted.

His head lolled to the side, and he stopped breathing completely.

"Holy crap?"

"Old Deng committed suicide by poisoning himself!"

"Isn't that letting him off easy?"