He was greatly shocked, and heard that person continue: "If we do not speak of good or evil, only strength or weakness, I also have a poem to match this scene."

The youth gazed around him at the surging clouds and skies, the waves raging in fury.

In the sky, shattered light scattered like the Milky Way, while the surrounding bamboo forest swayed like a thousand sailboats.

He recited:

"The sky meets the cloud waves in the dawn mist, the Milky Way shifts as a thousand sails dance.

As if my dreaming soul returns to the Imperial place. Hearing celestial words, earnestly asking me where I would return."

The clear voice carried a distant, romantic tone, depicting a mythical scene of the Celestial Court and the Milky Way.

Combined with the cloud waves long river he had summoned using the Water Control Technique, though it was written as fiction, it seemed as though it was reality.

As if real, as if illusory, like a dream, like a fantasy.

In the dream, even the Celestial Emperor earnestly asked him where he was heading.

Chen Xu's demeanor was graceful, yet at this moment, the surging Literary Qi joined with the surrounding river waves, cascading down like the Milky Way.

"I lament the long road as dusk falls, though I have stunning verses in vain.

Ninety thousand miles, the wind-borne roc rises high.

Wind, cease not, blow my drifting boat to the Three Mountains."

A fine line: ninety thousand miles, the wind-borne roc rises high.

The wind arises!

A new poem formed a great wind and waves, merging with the rising surging Literary Qi, transformed into blue smoke soaring to the sky.

And all this power eventually converged onto the Ghost Blood Blade in Chen Xu's hand.

Xie Huaizheng's heart and spirit defenseless, as the blade finally descended.

As the blade slashed, he endured the pain and exclaimed: "Who are you, truly?"

"You intended to consume me, yet do not know who I am?"

"Are you that Yunjiang Prefecture's Chen, Chen Scholar?" Xie Huaizheng didn't even recall Chen Xu's real name.

He was incredulous, utterly puzzled: "How can it be? Chen Scholar only passed a mere prefecture-level exam.

Even if a bookworm strikes the bell, they shouldn't have this kind of profound Literary Qi.

You spontaneously utter magnificent poetry, how are you so young?"

Chen Xu replied: "Senior Xie, you've become a ghost under the locust tree for so long, have you forgotten that most geniuses in the world become famous while young?

I had no intention to judge you, but alas you intended to consume me.

Just as you said, where there is benefit, one forgets their ugliness!

Senior, you detest the ugliness of humanity, yet don't you realize you are now just as ugly?

You remember only where the benefit lies, forgetting your own ugliness.

Yet you forget, with measurement, one cannot err by large or small, with laws, one cannot deceive with craft and falsehood!

Human nature is inherently frivolous, it should indeed be constrained by rules and laws.

Otherwise, why do we read books? Why learn the law?"

His words were sonorous, like thunder crashing down.

Shattering Xie Huaizheng's ghostly body, leaving him powerless to resist.

The Ghost Blood Blade finally broke through all obstacles, splitting the ghostly King clad in White Clothes in two.

Boom!

Xie Huaizheng's body split into two halves, yet he did not die immediately.

These two halves instead passed through the surging waves surrounding Chen Xu, about to fall to the ground.

Xie Huaizheng's voice, one left, one right, echoed in two directions.

"The ethereal tree soul, unite with me!"

He shouted, and also laughed heartily: "A youth is ultimately young, allowing this old man to bide time, unaware that the thousands of locust trees on Pufeng Mountain have long been one with me..."

Yet there came two thuds.

Xie Huaizheng's two body halves fell to the ground.

However, the anticipated "taking root, sprouting, becoming towering locust trees"—

This did not occur.

Xie Huaizheng finally panicked: "The ethereal tree soul, unite with me!"

He repeatedly chanted spells, his tone growing increasingly urgent, but his voice grew more and more faint.

Meanwhile, Chen Xu said: "Your tree soul has long heeded my command, how could it listen to you again?"

"Senior Xie, you too were muddled by the torment of resentment, forgetting everything. You forgot that while you were stalling for time, so was I..."

"A three-foot water in the predecessor's box, once entered Wu Pool to slay the dragon's seed.

Alas, alas, now the sword is tarnished with dust.

If so, it would be better to have the sword serve me..."

Finally, Chen Xu said once more: "Ghost King, I command you to be my kindling."

Rumble!

Blazing flames rose from the fallen ghostly body.

Food Cauldron Celestial Book opened, a line of hints floated out:

[You used the Ghost King as kindling, burning away the resentment and bones before you.]

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