Hogwarts Summoning Guide

Bai Lin glanced at the system interface, which did not display any notifications about discovering a certain monster or activating an ancient god quest. He recalled his experiences of being pulled into dreams by Hastur cultists several times. He first realized that Tamamo-no-Mae was not using the spiritual power of the ancient god lineage, but it gave him a very familiar feeling.

"WTF! Could it be that?!" Bai Lin slapped his thigh, feeling both amused and exasperated. He realized where this sense of familiarity came from; perhaps many seemingly unsolvable scenarios actually had a surprisingly simple truth in the end.

On that warm afternoon, in a Hogwarts classroom, Professor Lupin used a dark creature called a Boggart to train the third-year students. A Boggart is a shapeshifter that can transform into its target's most feared thing, based on their memories—perhaps a severed hand, a spider, or even Professor Snape…

Boggart's transformation is a perfect replication of a memory image, flawless in every detail. However, it may not know how it appears to the other party. This is similar to Tamamo-no-Mae's illusion, except that "the greatest fear" is replaced with "the greatest love" or "the greatest longing." The image of Yan Nishuang that Bai Lin just saw was actually the one he had secretly thought of: "This Yan Nishuang must be the most beautiful!"...

Having figured all this out, Bai Lin leaped to his feet, threw his head back, and laughed heartily (laughter is a very effective way to assist Boggarts). Then, pointing ahead, he channeled his magic and roared, "Hilarious! Hilarious!"

A faint white light flashed from Bai Lin's fingertips, and the scene before him was like a painting that had been set on fire, with a large hole burned out by the white light.

Bai Lin was momentarily dazed. When he came to his senses again, the scene before him was completely different. He found himself in a square as large as a football field, surrounded by a dense crowd of people. Judging from their clothes and appearance, they were all residents of Kyoto, including men, women, and children. However, their eyes were lifeless, some muttering to themselves, and some making lewd and obscene gestures.

These residents number no less than 20,000 to 30,000, and they should all be under Tamamo-no-Mae's control and have become her reserves. If the front line is in dire straits, she can convert 3,000 to 5,000 demon soldiers from these people to fight.

A quick glance revealed that Bai Lin even spotted an old acquaintance: Ono Heiji was standing in the crowd, his eyes rolling back in his head, looking like a madman.

"This kid is lucky..." Bai Lin sneered. Just as he turned around, he saw a beam of light approaching from afar and arriving in front of him in an instant.

That was a slash as fast as lightning. In terms of swordsmanship, it was definitely among the best. Even Minamoto no Yorimitsu, who was known as the Sword Saint, would not dare to fight against it. In this flash of light, one could not even see the shape of the sword or the person holding it. All one could see was that flash of light that filled the entire field of vision in an instant, blocking all escape routes.

"Phantom Shift!" Bai Lin activated random teleportation immediately. If he had been prepared, he might have been able to block the blade with his willpower barrier and then immediately retaliate. However, the blade was too fast, and for a moment he felt that "the willpower barrier might not be able to block it." You know, once you lose absolute confidence, the willpower barrier will collapse on its own. This is a major weakness of this bugged skill.

Bai Lin appeared in the crowd a hundred meters away. He turned his head and saw that the blade light had not struck him, but had unfortunately cut more than ten people near where he had just stood into pieces. Blood splattered all over the people around him, but they were completely unaware.

The owner of the blade came into view; he was an old acquaintance, but his aura had increased by at least three times.

Enemy monster Yoto Hime Tengoku Mo (Demonic Energy Infusion) discovered, LV: 10. Extremely dangerous.

Perhaps due to multiple scans, this time the system didn't provide a lengthy description, but instead simply summarized it as "extremely dangerous." Bai Lin thought to himself, "So that's why I didn't see the Demon Blade Princess outside the Imperial City. She was waiting here. If I hadn't been the first to break in, even if Minamoto no Yorimitsu's army had won the siege, they would have been controlled by Tamamo-no-Mae's illusion upon entering the Imperial City. If anyone with a strong will or other fortuitous encounters had broken free from the illusion, they would have faced the Demon Blade Princess's point-to-point annihilation. This arrangement was truly flawless."

The dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and a bright moon hung high in the sky. The pure white moonlight shone down, making people feel as if their spirits were being cleansed. Even more miraculously, small clusters of fluorescent things emerged from the moon's surface and drifted down with the moonlight.

"That must be the Emperor's Dew!" Bai Lin's eyes widened; such a spectacle was rarely seen in the world. However, Yao Dao Ji wouldn't allow him to sigh; she had lost her usual allure. Instead, he remained expressionless, like a puppet, his long sword already drawn, its light appearing out of thin air, once again enveloping Bai Lin.

"You really think I'm afraid of you!" Bai Lin shouted coldly, advancing instead of retreating. Although the katana in his hand was not the Tang sword he was used to, it was now insignificant. He had already gained some significant insights from coming to this fragment of history, such as the overpowered skills like Willpower Barrier and Nightmare Summoning, and more importantly, his understanding of melee combat.

No matter how familiar he was with the Jade-Handled Dragon before, he still found it difficult to unleash a sword aura. This was mainly because his understanding of swordsmanship was too low. This kind of understanding cannot be improved by sitting under a waterfall and pondering. Rather, it can be improved through constant battles with masters. Only in the tense situation where one's life hangs by a thread, and the slightest lapse in concentration could mean the end, can he create a wonderful resonance with the weapon in his hand.

This resonance allows his power to be released through the blade. In this process, the weapon is an extension and aggregator of his own power, somewhat similar to the relationship between Jedi Knights and lightsabers in Star Wars. Lightsabers are not only a product of technology, but also a carrier of the Jedi's Force. When the Jedi's control over the Force reaches a certain level, it doesn't matter whether he has a lightsaber or not. Even a dead branch can cut down an entire airship.

Bai Lin, with a clear and focused mind, seemed to have a sudden realization. In an instant, he assumed a stance to draw his sword. The next moment, the long sword was already drawn, and a sword light no weaker than that of the Demon Sword Princess burst forth from the sheath. It was as if he had drawn not a sword, but a ferocious dragon with bared fangs and claws, to meet the Demon Sword Princess's sword light.

A muffled thud rang out in the air as two blades clashed and exploded. Before the thud had even subsided, the two figures had already exchanged more than ten blows in mid-air, each strike a life-or-death struggle. Any hint of retreat or cowardice would lead to a crushing defeat and death.

The Demon Blade Princess was even willing to trade blows, seemingly ready to die together with the enemy. Fortunately, Bai Lin didn't fall into her trap. His sword strikes were agile and graceful, not seeking immediate victory, but rather aiming to stabilize the battle and find an opening.