"Young Master Lu! Fairy Shen!"
Tao Ling welcomed Chu Jin inside. Lu Zheng clasped his hands in greeting. "Lord Chu!"
After leading Chu Jin into the main hall and seating him, Lu Zheng came straight to the point. "Is this about the Ghost Head Infant?"
"Precisely." Chu Jin nodded. "That Ghost Head Infant wreaked havoc across Lingbei Province and Yinan Road a hundred years ago. I never thought he would refuse to learn his lesson and emerge again recently. However, he is quite skilled at concealing himself, and we have been unable to find him."
Lu Zheng understood. Holy Infant Mountain, where the Ghost Head Infant resided, lay deep within the Netherworld. Setting aside his considerable Dao comprehension, there were also many ancient ghosts around him. Directly wiping out Holy Infant Mountain would not be an easy task.
Thus, if he remained at Holy Infant Mountain and did not go too far in his actions, no one would bother provoking him.
But now, not only did he intend to hold some Thousand Children Feast, he had even come to the Yang World in person...
"What exactly is he thinking, making such a great fanfare?" Lu Zheng asked curiously.
Chu Jin gave a cold laugh. "The Ghost Head Infant was severely wounded in the Yang World last time. Yet what did not break him only made him stronger. Over the past century, not only has he fully recovered, but he has climbed another hundred-foot pole and taken another step forward. He has also joined forces with another Snow Robe Lady from the Profound Yin Mountain lineage. The two ghosts have no small ambitions. They wish to hold the Thousand Children Feast and consolidate Profound Yin Mountain."
"To establish their might?"
Chu Jin nodded. "Exactly. To establish their might, using the Yang