Catching Ghosts as Head of Yin Department

Chapter 675 673: Seeking Immortality

Wei Liang had seen Mo Lin before, and he knew everything about Mo Lin.

In his memory, Mo Lin had died at the hands of Yellow Springs Ghost.

But suddenly seeing Mo Lin standing alive right in front of him, Wei Liang was completely stunned.

Qian Qi clearly didn't know what was going on, but he also noticed the change in Wei Liang.

"What's wrong? Uncomfortable?" Qian Qi asked Wei Liang with a puzzled expression.

"He... he... is not someone to be trifled with," Wei Liang warned Qian Qi nervously.

"Hehe..."

Qian Qi answered disdainfully, "We are both Red Dust Immortals. If we join forces here at the East District border, even Immortal Cultivators would have to be wary of us."

Hearing Qian Qi speak so smugly, Wei Liang felt as if he wanted to die.

"Immortal Cultivators are nothing. Mo Lin once slaughtered a hundred Immortal Cultivators in Jinchuan.

Which one wasn't more powerful than them?

Killing Immortal Cultivators is as easy as crushing an ant."

"Mo Lin?"

Qian Qi seemed to have a moment of realization.

"Oh... so this is Mo Lin."

As he spoke, Qian Qi scrutinized Mo Lin closely and then remarked, "Seems quite ordinary.

Is he really as formidable as the rumors say?"

Clearly, Qian Qi didn't think Mo Lin was as impressive as the rumors claimed.

"Mo Lin?"

It was as if Chi Qi heard something of tremendous surprise.

"Lord Mo Lin? So you are Lord Mo Lin."

Chi Qi was so thrilled he almost wanted to kneel before Mo Lin.

He often recounted stories of Mo Lin but had never seen him in person.

Seeing Mo Lin today, Chi Qi felt a kind of indescribable excitement.

For some reason, when he heard Mo Lin's name, Chi Qi's eyes turned red, and tears welled up uncontrollably.

Chi Qi's reaction was considered mild.

Looking around at the ordinary people, when they heard the name Mo Lin, they showed expressions of excitement on their faces.

"Crash..."

More than five hundred people knelt on the ground as if worshiping a deity.

"Lord Mo Lin, please kill these people," a man shouted loudly at Mo Lin.

"Lord Mo Lin, you shouldn't endure this humiliation. You should kill these people," another person shouted loudly.

Their words took Mo Lin by surprise.

Mo Lin thought they would plead with him for rescue, asking him to save them.

He hadn't expected that they would want him to kill people.

"Mo Lin, if you dare to do anything reckless, I guarantee everyone here won't survive," Qian Qi threatened Mo Lin.

Mo Lin couldn't deal with him, but dealing with these ordinary people was no problem.

"Don't worry about us, Lord Mo Lin. We are just lowly lives, dead or alive makes no difference.

After we die, we only hope you kill all these people and avenge us," a man shouted loudly at Mo Lin.

After speaking, the man looked at the others around, signaling for them to express their stance.

"Lord Mo Lin, go ahead. I'm not afraid of death," a shabby man chimed in.

"Who are you threatening? We've lived like this; who still fears death?"

"I'm not afraid of death either."

"My goodness...using our lives to threaten Lord Mo Lin?

You think we're afraid of death?"

A man stepped forward and said frankly, "Lord Mo Lin, go ahead, don't be afraid of threats.

Don't worry about us."

Soon everyone expressed that they weren't the type to fear death.

At this moment, it was undoubtedly when these people showed the most courage.

It was also the most dignified moment of their lives in recent years.

"Are you all freaking insane?" Qian Qi cursed at Chi Qi and the others.

This group of people was out of their minds.

There were actually people who didn't care about their own lives.

Mo Lin wasn't influenced by the people around him. He steadily walked towards Qian Qi.

Qian Qi gritted his teeth and unleashed the Three-color Wishing Power.

The Three-color Wish Power condensed into three giant dragons, lunging at Mo Lin.

Mo Lin didn't even draw his sword; he merely raised his hand slowly, his five fingers closing together to make a fist.

"Boom..."

The three charging dragons shattered like balloons.

"Pfft!"

Soon after, Qian Qi coughed up blood.

Mo Lin simply waved his hand and instantly destroyed Qian Qi's Three-color Wishing Power.

For a moment, Qian Qi's calm face showed a trace of panic.

"Run..."

This thought suddenly flooded into Qian Qi's mind.

Before Qian Qi could make the next move, Mo Lin instantly appeared in front of him, grabbing his head firmly with his right hand.

Then, the blood on Qian Qi's forehead trickled down Mo Lin's fingers, and soon Qian Qi bled from his seven orifices and died in Mo Lin's grasp.

Wei Liang watched Mo Lin, nervously swallowing.

He didn't flee because he knew he couldn't escape.

Only Xin Ziruo or Xin Ziruo's disciples could be Mo Lin's match.

As for them, the Red Dust Immortals, they were certainly not Mo Lin's match.

"Lord Mo Lin, having killed someone here, if Xin Ziruo and her folks find out you've returned, surely they will hunt you," Wei Liang timidly reminded Mo Lin.

He spoke this way merely to prove his usefulness, hoping Mo Lin would spare his life.

"Xin Ziruo? She's in the East District?" Mo Lin asked Wei Liang in confusion.

Wei Liang nodded and replied, "Yes, Xin Ziruo is currently revered as the Goddess.

The number one in the East District, very powerful..."

Wei Liang spoke while secretly observing Mo Lin's expression.

"Claims to be the number one in the East District?" The title indeed surprised Mo Lin.

Mo Lin had encountered powerful people before.

None had dared to claim to be the number one in the East District.

"Not self-proclaimed, but recognized as the number one in the East District," Wei Liang corrected Mo Lin.

Self-claimed and recognized are not the same concept.

Even if Mo Lin were foolish, he understood Xin Ziruo's current status in the East District.

Mo Lin was becoming stronger little by little, while Xin Ziruo was also growing stronger.

Obviously, Xin Ziruo's progress was faster than Mo Lin's.

"Report everything else you know," Mo Lin coldly demanded from Wei Liang.

Wei Liang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, knowing his life was saved.

"The people from the Goddess Temple don't just want incense; they're also capturing children under the age of thirteen."

Wei Liang cautiously informed Mo Lin, "The people from the Goddess Temple want those children's hearts."

After thinking about it, Wei Liang added a correction.

"Not sure if Evil Buddha is involved in these things."

"Hearts?" Mo Lin wondered, baffled as to why they needed children's hearts.

"Lord Mo Lin, you've been away from the East District so long, you're unaware of the changes in the East District.

All the forces in the East District are seeking immortality.

Rumor has it, Xin Ziruo might know some immortality method that requires using children's hearts."

The term 'immortality' was not unfamiliar to Mo Lin.

Several years ago, Mo Lin had heard about immortality.

Wei Liang noticed Mo Lin was very interested in the matters concerning Xin Ziruo, so he continued reporting to Mo Lin, "Xin Ziruo is now in the East District, even Evil Buddha dares not provoke her.

She seems to have achieved a divine position there with Evil Buddha."