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

The old man was so angry that his chest heaved violently, and his semi-transparent soul swayed twice.

He lived to be so old, even after he died, everyone who saw him would respectfully call him "Ancestor".

Today I actually got yelled at by a kid who hasn't even grown his first hair yet?

The old man roared, "Insolence!"

"Who do you think you are, brat? You have no manners at all!"

Yang Guang not only didn't back down, but instead took a step closer: "Rules?"

"You old codger, how dare you bring up rules with me?"

"Which company's boss are you from?"

"To sneak into a young woman's dream in the middle of the night without her permission, that's indecent!"

Yang Guang argued vehemently, "Outside, this would be considered trespassing, don't you understand?"

"You act like you know all the rules!"

"If it weren't for your old bones, I would have used my big cunt to physically send you to your doom today!"

Yu Zixin hid behind Yang Guang, listening to the two arguing like they were having a fight in a market, and she was completely bewildered.

Why has the art style suddenly become so down-to-earth?

The old man was also quite annoyed by Yang Guang's rapid-fire barrage of words.

He took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the urge to go up and beat Yang Guang.

He put his hands behind his back, slightly raised his chin, and tried to regain the demeanor of a master.

"Ignorant brat."

"I won't stoop to your level."

"Since you insist on knowing, then I'll let you die knowing why."

The old man stroked his white beard and said in a booming voice, "I am the Celestial Master of the Zhang Family of Longhu Mountain!"

"By seniority, I was the Celestial Master of the previous two generations!"

"You arrogant brat, now you know fear, don't you?"

After the old man finished speaking, he looked at Yang Guang with a smug expression.

According to his script, when this kid hears the name of the Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, he will definitely be so frightened that he will kneel down on the ground and kowtow to admit his mistake.

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Yang Guang stood still, picked at his ear, and then blew on it.

"What the heck?"

"The Zhang Family Celestial Masters of Longhu Mountain?"

Yang Guang rolled his eyes and let out an undisguised sneer: "Are the standards for becoming a fraud in the metaphysics world this low now?"

"Any random old man dares to call himself a Taoist master?"

Yang Guang curled his lip: "If you were the Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, I would have become an immortal long ago!"

"You bought this ID on Pinduoduo for 9.9 yuan with free shipping, right?"

"And those two previous Celestial Masters, they didn't even bother to think before they started bragging!"

The old man's defenses were immediately broken.

He pointed his palm-leaf fan at Yang Guang, his fingers trembling: "You...you little bastard!"

"This is absolutely infuriating!"

The old man puffed out his beard, glared, and roared, "Who the hell are you, you brat?"

"State your name!"

"I'd like to see who taught such a disrespectful brat!"

Yang Guang snorted coldly and straightened the collar of his faded tracksuit: "Listen up!"

"I will never change my name or surname!"

"Yang Guang, the current head of the Office for the Assistance of the Deceased!"

These words were spoken.

The old man, who had just been on the verge of exploding in rage, suddenly froze.

He stopped holding the palm-leaf fan in mid-air, narrowed his eyes slightly, and carefully looked Yang Guang up and down several times.

A flicker of surprise crossed his eyes, which then turned into a look of sudden realization.

Followed by.

The old man suddenly burst into laughter, the sound echoing through the white, dreamlike space.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Who do we have here? It's that brat from the Yang family!"

The old man's anger vanished instantly, replaced by a smug and self-satisfied air.

He sat down cross-legged on the bluestone slab again, fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan, and looked at Yang Guang with a mocking gaze, as if looking at a junior.

"Hey!"

"You've got quite a temper, and you speak very bluntly."

"But that's understandable, your Yang family, from top to bottom, are all like this, reckless and unruly."

The old man raised his eyebrows smugly: "But you're being arrogant in the wrong place in front of me, kid."

"When your ancestor met me back then, he was very polite and addressed me as 'Old Celestial Master'."

"He never dared to talk to me like that back then!"

The old man's arrogant and condescending attitude amused Yang Guang.

Yang Guang, hands in his pockets, sneered repeatedly, "Oh?"

"Even my ancestor wouldn't dare speak to you like that?"

"Sure!"

Yang Guang pulled his hand out of his pocket and casually pulled out a piece of yellow paper.

"Isn't my ancestor currently residing in the underworld?"

"Since you're so familiar with him, why not seize the day? How about I activate the Nine Nether Soul Guiding Array right now?"

"Should we spend some money on incense and summon him directly from the underworld?"

"How about you two old acquaintances have a chat in person?"

"By the way, ask him if he was really too afraid to raise his voice to you back then?"

As Yang Guang spoke, he made a sword shape with his right hand and was about to draw runes.

"Heaven and earth are boundless..."

Upon hearing this incantation...

The old man's smug expression froze instantly, and several beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead from fright.

He suddenly jumped up from the bluestone slab, waving his palm-leaf fan like a whirlwind, repeatedly shouting, "Stop, stop, stop!"

"useless!"

The old man coughed awkwardly twice and quickly explained, "Well, I was just joking."

"It was just to lighten the mood, why did you take it so seriously?"

The old man cursed inwardly, thinking that the Yang family were indeed all lunatics, always flipping tables and calling for reinforcements.

Back then, the old Yang family member was a daredevil, and this younger generation has surpassed him, actually trying to forcefully activate the Nine Nether Soul-Guiding Array in a dream.

If we really call that old monster up here, we'll lose face big time today!

The old man quickly tried to smooth things over: "You brat, why do you have the same temper as your ancestor?"

"They're always risking their lives."

"And that brat, your grandpa!"

The old man reminisced about the past, pursing his lips: "Back in the day, your grandpa was still wearing open-crotch pants, following me around catching grasshoppers!"

"We've been friends for generations, how come you don't understand even the basic virtues of respecting the elderly and caring for the young?"

Yang Guang wasn't buying it at all, a mocking smile playing on his lips: "Stop trying to curry favor."

"Catching grasshoppers? I don't know if my grandfather caught grasshoppers when he was a child, but he repeatedly told me to do so before he passed away."

"I encountered those old swindlers who died but didn't reincarnate, and stayed on earth pretending to be gods and ghosts."

"Perform a ritual for the deceased on the spot!"

The old man rolled his eyes, speechless. "Fine, fine, fine."

"I can't argue with you."

The old man sighed and tucked his palm-leaf fan behind his waist: "But then again, this unreasonable and sophistry is really just like the style of your kind."

"It seems you are indeed the successor of the Office of the Agents of Rebirth."

The old man put away his playful expression and said seriously, "However, since you are a descendant of the Yang family, you should still have some discernment."

"You keep calling me a fraud, but you should have a way to verify my identity, shouldn't you?"