Even the cleverest housewife could not cook without rice; Lin Xuan's face was filled with a bitter smile.
Back then, he had single-mindedly searched for clues to Yue'er, never imagining he would run into such a difficult problem.
Yet matters had already come to this. What use was frustration? Proving his identity was the most important thing.
But it was easy to say. To truly make the other party believe him was harder than scaling ten thousand cliffs.
What exactly should he do?
Lin Xuan had always been full of schemes and stratagems, yet at this moment, he was truly at the end of his rope.
"Actually, if Senior wishes to prove that you are the Young Master, there is still a way."
Lin Xuan's brows were locked tight. Just then, a voice like heavenly music entered his ears. It was not that the voice was truly as pleasant as immortal music, but the news she revealed seemed as though it could resolve the difficulty before him.
Lin Xuan was overjoyed. He raised his head and looked at the Ghost Race girl in front of him. "There's still a way? Why didn't you say so earlier, Fellow Daoist?"
Though his voice held a touch of reproach, the joy within it could not be hidden no matter what.
"Does Senior truly wish to try?"
"That's right!"
"Good. Then follow me."
The girl said no more. Black light rose all over her body, and she turned into a streak of Startling Rainbow, flying off toward the horizon.
Lin Xuan did not dawdle either. His entire body was likewise wrapped in a layer of grayish-white Yin Energy, and he followed closely after her.
Lin Xuan's learning was broad, yet when it came to the Supernatural Powers of the Underworld Realm, he had not