Facing two pairs of expectant eyes, Jiang Lin thought for a moment.
He directly had the live stream orb synchronize the memories of the previous arena matches he had seen and play them for the two little ones.
As for starting a live stream... let's forget about it.
What if Lord Nan Yanwang's guidance happened to advance the evil spirits outside the underworld, that would be a headache.
This, should be considered an internal benefit of their East Hall, right?
Jiang Lin projected the footage in the hall and said,
"You guys watch this first and see if you can gain anything."
"I need to go out for a bit now. When I get back, you can ask me any questions you have."
Xu Nan was surprised that Captain Jiang could show replays, and immediately treasured it like a rare gem.
"Okay, Captain Jiang!"
Although the ghost market also had comics and novels, given the cultivation realms of those authors, the arena matches they could see were actually limited.
When the ghost messengers moved quickly, those authors couldn't keep up.
Many of the combat moves were fabricated from imagination.
There was no comparison to authentic live recordings.
The machine ball cheerfully cheered, "Master, good luck! Go early, come back early!"
"Mm."
Jiang Lin responded, then flew out of the Eighteenth Hall.
His robes fluttered.
In the blink of an eye, he disappeared.
Inside the Eighteenth Hall, only the machine ball and Xu Nan remained.
Xu Nan watched the arena match recording while preparing his notebook.
He was serious and excited.
Beside him, the machine ball sat at the desk, propping its chin with its hands.
With drooping eyebrows, it watched the recording.
e=(´o｀*))) Alas.
Master just came back and already went out again.
When it becomes powerful in the future, it will help Master push away all his work!
...
Meanwhile,
After Jiang Lin flew out of the Eighteenth Hall, he arrived at the ghost market.
Entering various restaurants, he directly purchased a large batch of food and drinks.
Since that senior did not mind food from the underworld or the living world, he would simply procure it from the underworld.
In terms of preparing food,
Whether it was chefs, assistants, or delivery personnel,
Undoubtedly, the efficiency in the underworld was much faster.
Jiang Lin did not need to cook himself.
While waiting, Jiang Lin thought about what the machine ball had said earlier.
'My speed is faster than before! But Master's moves are also faster!'
'Before, I would pounce, and Master would intercept me, but this time, it was as if I was throwing myself into Master's hands!'
'I just feel it's different!'
Actually, Jiang Lin knew what the machine ball was referring to.
That feeling was like being predicted.
Every move he made was seen through by the other party.
Jiang Lin had also felt this sensation during the arena matches guarded by the Lord of the Southern Yama.
Clearly, it was a move he had just thought of, but the opponent seemed to have seen through it long ago.
They dodged in advance and launched counterattacks.
... Was it really just his lack of experience?
Or did the Yama of the Southern Hall also possess an ability like 'Number One'?
Jiang Lin rubbed his eyes, guessing uncertainly.
If he had the chance to spar with the other party again, he might find the answer.
"Sir, your items are all packed. Should I deliver them to your room, or...?"
As Jiang Lin was contemplating, the waiter from the restaurant came forward to ask.
Jiang Lin took out a storage bag and said, "Just put them in here."
"Alright, please wait a moment."
The waiter took the storage bag with both hands and then nimbly flew to the back kitchen.
In just a few minutes, everything was packed.
At this time, the waiters from other restaurants,
Also approached Jiang Lin one after another.
"Sir, the items you requested are ready..."
...
From the time Jiang Lin entered the ghost market until he left.
In less than half an hour, he had bought even more delicacies and drinks than last time.
"Sir, travel safely!"
The waiters stood at the entrance of the restaurants, happily watching Jiang Lin leave.
After Jiang Lin had traveled a distance, on the streets of the ghost market—
A figure, unnoticed by anyone, quietly followed him.
...
In the King of Hell's Hall.
Yan Luo looked at Nan Ming, who stood with his arms crossed on the right, his expression faintly excited.
She asked strangely, "What are you so excited about?"
It was the same during the last arena match, almost scaring those little ghosts into a daze.
"I heard you were blocking ghosts at the entrance of the advanced training room. Are you still looking for the owner of that aura?"
Yan Luo flipped through the documents in her hands and casually said,
"Perhaps they aren't in the underworld."
Nan Ming stated with certainty, "No, I've found them."
The corners of his mouth turned up, and he was already looking forward to a fight.
"They are in your East Hall!"
If he wasn't sure before,
Then the two terrifying auras that appeared consecutively today truly originated from the East Hall's training room!
Yan Luo raised her eyebrows in surprise, "Who is it?"
Did the East Hall have a terrifying existence that she couldn't detect?
Nan Ming: "I'm not sure yet, but I have a general range."
As long as he kept following with his clone, he didn't need to be too close.
When that aura appears again, he would definitely be able to lock onto the target!
"Oh, really? Then tell me when you find them."
Yan Luo said in a light tone, "I'm quite curious too."
What kind of powerful existence would come to her East Hall to work,
Instead of going out on their own.
Could it be those things from outside...?
Yan Luo glanced at Nan Ming.
Never mind.
With this guy around, there shouldn't be any problems.
Wait...
Yan Luo suddenly thought, could that great being have arranged for him to be the King of Hell in the underworld, knowing Nan Ming's warlike nature of chasing after the strong for a fight?
No,
Nan Ming wasn't so warlike at first.
This tendency to want to fight strong opponents to seek breakthroughs... seemed to have appeared only after he came into contact with that great being?
Thinking of this,
Yan Luo's hand paused as she flipped through the documents.
She glanced at Nan Ming beside her discreetly.
Her mood became somewhat complicated.
Nan Ming: ?
...
Whoosh—
Whoosh—
The wind at high altitude was exceptionally swift.
It felt like it was about to rain.
After leaving the ghost market, Jiang Lin flew all the way towards Black Abyss.
After a period of flight, he arrived at the entrance of Black Abyss.
Just as he was about to enter, he saw a dark figure emerge from within.
His body was filled with dense, almost tangible ghost energy. The aura of a ghost messenger also emanated from him.
It seemed he had just escorted a reincarnated deity.
Although Jiang Lin couldn't see the other party's expression, he could see the energy within their body, slow and heavy.
They seemed to be in a bad mood.
At this moment, the other party also saw Jiang Lin.
He nodded, showing no inclination to speak.
Seeing this, Jiang Lin also nodded without speaking.
After the other party flew far away, and seeing no other ghost messengers around, he entered the barrier.
He arrived at the mountain above Black Abyss.
He took out a jar of wine, one meter tall, and opened the lid.
Under the gentle breeze, the aroma of wine instantly spread through the air.
Jiang Lin called out, "Senior, would you like some wine?"
...