Catching Ghosts as Head of Yin Department-Chapter 418 - 416: Hatred That Runs Deep to the Bone

Chapter 418: Chapter 416: Hatred That Runs Deep to the Bone

It’s been less than a month, how could Mo Lin possibly have become an Immortal Cultivator?

You have to understand, becoming an Immortal Cultivator has its threshold. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

The first barrier is obtaining the "key".

Trying to get the Immortal Cultivator key is like reaching for the heavens.

Even their Gen Family hasn’t produced an Immortal Cultivator.

It shows how difficult becoming an Immortal Cultivator is.

"Brother Gu, are you mistaken? Mo Lin can’t be an Immortal Cultivator, don’t be fooled by him," Gen Wan reminded Gu Yan in the distance.

"No mistake, he is an Immortal Cultivator," Gu Yan responded confidently.

He’s not a fool; he has a brain of his own.

He can sense whether Mo Lin is an Immortal Cultivator.

The Immortal Qi on Mo Lin is undeniable.

Even though Gen Wan couldn’t believe it, since Gu Yan said so,

He had no choice but to believe.

"Qin Yuyu, no one can take her away," Mo Lin stood there and repeated.

"If you insist on taking her, don’t blame me for being rude," Mo Lin shouted at Gu Yan in the distance.

Hearing Mo Lin’s words, Gu Yan was incredibly shocked.

Mo Lin is completely breaking the rules.

"Madman," Gu Yan cursed angrily.

You have to understand, breaking the rules would waste all of your Immortal Techniques.

Mo Lin actually risked abolishing his Immortal Techniques just to protect Qin Yuyu.

It’s truly insane.

Faced with someone like Mo Lin, who fears nothing, Gu Yan felt helpless.

Or rather, he was powerless against Mo Lin.

"Young Master Wan, I can’t touch him,"

Gu Yan said slowly to Gen Wan in the distance.

"I know." Regarding the matter of Immortal Cultivators, Gen Wan knows a little.

It should be under the constraints of the rules.

Every Immortal Cultivator has such constraints.

Mo Lin raised his hand, and both the Netherworld’s Nether Fire and Nanming Li Fire surged out, rushing toward Gen Wan in the distance, and within the next moment, they surrounded Gen Wan.

Gen Wan’s face was dripping with sweat; he tried to use Divine Fire to resist, but he was no match for Mo Lin at all.

In order to deal with Mo Lin, the Gen Family brought in two Immortal Cultivators.

It was to ensure the death of Mo Lin.

Initially, they thought killing Mo Lin was a sure thing.

Unexpectedly, it turned out otherwise.

No one anticipated that Mo Lin was an Immortal Cultivator.

If Mo Lin weren’t an Immortal Cultivator, he would definitely die today.

But now, saying anything is useless.

Gen Wan could only watch as the Divine Fire charged at him; in the next moment, he was consumed by the Divine Fire.

Gen Wan died once again.

At this moment, all the onlookers were merely watching; not a single person intended to interfere.

Even on the territory of the Gen Family, Mo Lin maintained a fearless demeanor.

Amidst the crowd, Zhu Ci drew in a cold breath.

"Incredibly strong."

You have to remember, Mo Lin hasn’t even truly displayed his Immortal Techniques yet.

Without displaying Immortal Techniques, he already intimidated this group of people.

If Mo Lin were to display his Immortal Techniques, wouldn’t he be able to fight tens of thousands on his own?

This scenario, just thinking about it is quite shocking.

That kind of shock that strikes straight to the heart.

Zhu Ci was even more eager to see Mo Lin display his Immortal Techniques.

He wanted to know just how powerful Mo Lin’s Immortal Techniques were.

"Is there anyone else in the Gen Family who wants to die? Feel free to come out," Mo Lin shouted into the distance.

Silence hung in front of him; clearly, no one from the Gen Family stepped forward.

Gu Yan looked at Mo Lin coldly and said, "Boy, I’ll spare your life today, but next time we meet, I will kill you."

Murderous intent flashed deep in Gu Yan’s eyes.

If not for the constraints of the rules, he would’ve acted against Mo Lin by now.

From afar, Xiang Wu heard Gu Yan’s brazen words and sneered.

Kill Mo Lin?

Does he really think a Magic Control Level Immortal Cultivator is just that simple?

If Gu Yan knew Mo Lin was a Magic Control Level Immortal Cultivator, he wouldn’t be so brazen.

Of course, Xiang Wu didn’t meddle further and kept silent.

Gu Yan snorted coldly and turned to leave.

As Gu Yan departed, everything returned to calm, and the crowd began moving about.

No one was overly concerned with the matter between Mo Lin and the Gen Family.

With daily fights and deaths, these people had become indifferent to it all.

Mo Lin approached Qin Yuyu.

There was an indescribable pain in his heart.

Mo Lin placed his right hand on Qin Yuyu’s head, attempting to set her free.

But at that moment, Mo Lin realized that Qin Yuyu’s body lacked a soul.

In other words, she was merely a walking corpse now.

"Senior Brother, though this woman’s body is here, her soul is not within it," Xiang Wu walked over to remind Mo Lin.

"But she clearly cried out to me for help before," Mo Lin said, puzzled, to Xiang Wu.

"Perhaps it’s an obsession."

Xiang Wu explained again to Mo Lin, "Qin Yuyu’s soul was refined into a Magical Artifact by someone; she’s currently being devoured by myriad ghosts."

"Magical Artifact? Soul?" Mo Lin looked at Xiang Wu in confusion.

"Yes, that’s right. The artifact is in Xin Ziruo’s possession," Xiang Wu explained again to Mo Lin.

Mo Lin’s heart suddenly skipped a beat.

"Xin Ziruo... Xin Ziruo... Xin Ziruo..."

At that moment, Mo Lin snapped, and the pent-up feeling of oppression surged forth.

"It’s her... it’s her again.

The one who harmed me at Great Spirit Mountain was her.

The one who robbed my Immortal Techniques at the West Shu Snake Immortal Temple was also her.

And now the one who killed Qin Yuyu is her again."

Mo Lin gritted his teeth so hard his lips bled.

This hatred stems from the marrow.

It’s not just anger, but bone-deep hatred.

Grinding his teeth to describe Mo Lin couldn’t be more fitting.

Although Xiang Wu didn’t explicitly say so, Mo Lin understood.

To free Qin Yuyu’s soul, he must acquire the Magical Artifact made from her soul.

"Burn this body, to at least spare Qin Yuyu a little suffering," Xiang Wu urged Mo Lin.

Mo Lin looked at Qin Yuyu’s corpse, muttering to himself.

"How much suffering must one endure to cry for help with a soulless body?"

Mo Lin’s heart felt like it was being stabbed, utterly miserable.

Qin Yuyu must have suffered unimaginably, beyond the limit of her endurance.

Only then could she, through obsession, make her soulless body cry for Mo Lin’s help.

The sense of despair, Mo Lin could still feel it now.

"Do you think it’s possible that Xin Ziruo planned everything? Causing Qin Yuyu’s death?" Mo Lin asked Xiang Wu.

"You’re asking me?"

Xiang Wu quickly replied, "Senior Brother, this is your matter, I don’t know."

Mo Lin felt like his head was about to explode.

If Xin Ziruo planned it all, why let Qin Yuyu save Mo Lin?

If Xin Ziruo didn’t plan it, why does Qin Yuyu’s soul reside with Xin Ziruo?

None of it made sense at this time.

Zhao Tian.

Suddenly, Zhao Tian’s name flashed in Mo Lin’s mind.

That’s right, Zhao Tian should know something.

He was the last person to interact with Qin Yuyu.

Finding Zhao Tian would reveal everything.

"Senior Brother, did you come here to seize the Destined Person’s fate?" Xiang Wu asked Mo Lin.

Everyone knew the people of Jiangzhou would appear here.

The person from Jiangzhou carries the fate of a Destined Person.

Whoever obtains the Destined Person’s fate becomes the Destined Person.

This crowd was here to vie for the Destined Person’s fate.