The price of a one-night drinking party was that when he got up the next day, Ling Yun felt that his whole head was swollen.

Ling Yun got up from the bed, pinched his temples hard, and then pulled it casually, and a small space door opened out in front of him.

Looking at the wine cellar behind the space door, Ling Yun couldn't help but show a wry smile, originally his wine cellar was full of wine barrels, but now there are only a few left. And these empty places are the reason why Ling Yun's mind is swollen now.

At last night's banquet, he seemed to be having fun, and directly moved most of the wine in his cellar, and finally single-handedly drunk all the ghost clans who participated in the banquet, including the two ghost kings of Xingxiong Yuyi and Ibuki Suika. Even Yakumo Zi, who was watching the play on the sidelines, was unable to escape from Ling Yun's clutches in the end, and he also poured a lot of alcohol.

"Alas, pity me for brewing an unknown amount of time!" Ling Yun said with a sigh.

"Tsk, I didn't expect Ling Yun to show such an expression, it's really rare!" Yakumo Zi suddenly burrowed half of his body from the gap and looked at Ling Yun with a smile on his face.

Ling Yun rolled his eyes at Yakumo Zi, calculating in his heart how he would be able to fill his cellar again.

"By the way, what about the drunkards?" Ling Yun asked.

"Those guys, they haven't woken up yet!" Hearing Ling Yun's words, a smile also appeared on Yakumo Zi's face. "I really didn't expect that the ghost clan would actually meet an opponent in drinking, and they were all drunk by you."

"They drank so much, but poor me had all this wine." Ling Yun rolled his eyes at Yakumo Zi and said.

"By the way, Ling Yun, your injury?" Yakumo Zi looked at Ling Yun's arm and asked with some concern.

Ling Yun waved his hand and said with a relaxed face: "Don't worry, there is no problem, although I am a little injured, my recovery ability is very strong, as long as this injury is in a few days." ”

"How many days will it be?" Yakumo Zi looked at Ling Yun with some suspicion.

She knew how powerful the Four Heavenly Kings of Xingxiong Yongyi and Ibuki Aka were, but Ling Yun received two moves in a row and said that it would recover in a few days, wasn't it a joke!

"Heh, if it weren't for the old injuries on my body that hadn't healed, this injury wouldn't have lasted long." Ling Yun waved his hand and said.

"Old wounds?" Yakumo's purple eyes narrowed slightly. "What kind of old wound?"

"This!" Ling Yun's fingertips flashed with a trace of gray-white airflow.

The moment she saw this gray-white airflow, a trace of solemnity appeared on Yakumo's face, and she felt a trace of deadly aura from this gray-white airflow.

"Is this caused by the Westward Demon?" Yakumo's face was a little solemn.

If the strength of the Westward Demon is so strong, then she is really worried about Yuyuko's situation now.

"Well, this injury can be said to have been left by the Westbound Demon, or it can be said that it was not left by the Westward Demon." Ling Yun said nonchalantly.

"What do you mean?" Yakumo asked with some curiosity.

"A simple westward demon naturally doesn't have this ability. However, the Westward Demon has already connected itself to the underworld, and this wound of mine is left by the will of the underworld. Ling Yun said.

"Will of the Underworld?" Hearing Ling Yun's words, Yakumo Zi's face couldn't help but show a trace of worry, she had a plan on Yuyuko's body, but if there was the will of the underworld behind the Westward Demon, it would definitely be a huge problem.

"It's not that the will of the underworld can't be dealt with, as long as you are prepared!" There was no embarrassment on Ling Yun's face. "The reason why I was injured was because I didn't expect this to happen before, and if I really knew that the Westward Demon had the will of the underworld behind him, I wouldn't have been injured."

"And how long will it take for your injuries to heal now?" Yakumo asked.

"Well, in a month or two." Ling Yun estimated and said.

"Another month or two?" Yakumo muttered, not knowing what he was thinking. "And did your injuries have any effect on your hands?"

"If you don't go all out, it won't have any effect, but it will be slower to heal from the injury." Ling Yun waved his hand and said.

"Shoot with all your might? Lingyun, did you go all out before? Yakumo asked, narrowing her eyes.

"Well, guess what!" Ling Yun said with a grin.

"Tsk, aren't we all friends anymore?" There was a hint of grievance in Yakumo's tone.

"Isn't it normal for people to have some secrets between people?" Ling Yun directly ignored Yakumo Zi's pitiful look.

"By the way, how are those drunkards doing?" Ling Yun asked with an eyebrow.

"Most of them should still be lying in the square and can't get up." Yakumo's fan gently tapped on his palm. "But beware, those drunkards are really obsessed with your good wine now! If they find your cellar, you're in for a loss! ”

"If they can find a wine cellar, that's what they're capable of!" Ling Yun chuckled lightly.

That wine cellar of his was carved out in the void by himself, even Yakumo Zi might not be able to enter that place, and it was strange that those ghost clans could find this wine cellar.

"Teacher!" At this moment, a voice suddenly came.

Ling Yun turned his head to see that Fujiwara Meihong was rubbing her eyes and walking in his direction. When she saw Yakumo Zi next to Ling Yun leaning out half of her body from the gap, she couldn't help but have a trace of vigilance on her face.

"Teacher, who is this?" Fujiwara Meihong asked cautiously.

Just at the first glance of this woman, Fujiwara Meihong felt a lot of pressure from her, not only in terms of strength, but also from some other aspects.

"Lingyun, this is your student?" Yakumo's eyes looked at Fujiwara Meihong, and there was a trace of doubt in her eyes.

She couldn't understand why Ling Yun's student turned out to be an extremely ordinary-looking person. And looking at her malnourished face now, could it be that Ling Yun still blames her students?

"This is Yakumo Murasaki, you must have heard of her name." Ling Yun introduced. "This is my new student, Fujiwara Meihong."

"Yakumo Purple, youkai sage?" Fujiwara Meihong has naturally heard of the name of the monster sage.

In her cognition, the Monster Sage is definitely a terrifying existence. In other people's descriptions, the monster sage is a monster, and all kinds of messy and weird elements exist in her. But looking at her like this now, she is obviously a beautiful girl, which makes Fujiwara Meihong a little unable to turn around for a while.

"Sister Red Sauce." Just as Fujiwara Meihong hesitated, another delicate voice sounded, and a figure gently pressed against Fujiwara Meihong's back.

"Who is this?" Seeing Kazuya pounced on Fujiwara's red back, a hint of surprise flashed in Yakumo's eyes.

She felt a great power from Kaguya's body, as well as an aura that didn't belong to the ground.

"She is the first student in this world, Penglai Mountain Kaguya." Ling Yun said.

"Penglai Mountain Kaguya." Yakumo Zi was stunned, this is the princess of the moon. "She's actually your student?"

"That's right." Ling Yun nodded, indicating that Yakumo Zi hadn't heard of it.

"It seems that your students are really extraordinary!" Yakumo said meaningfully.