Catching Ghosts as Head of Yin Department-Chapter 467 - 465: Is He Really a 13-Color Red Dust Immortal?

Chapter 467: Chapter 465: Is He Really a 13-Color Red Dust Immortal?

Mo Haiyue is not Mo Lin’s biological sister, but she treats Mo Lin even closer than a real sister would.

Along with the disappearance of the Yellow Springs Female Ghost, the Yellow Springs Book Zhu Ci possessed also shattered.

Zhu Ci let out a heavy sigh of relief; at that moment, the shackles oppressing him completely vanished.

He felt an unprecedented ease, even his breathing felt particularly smooth.

"Mo, thank you."

Zhu Ci rushed towards Mo Lin, hugging him tightly.

"I really thank you," repeated Zhu Ci to Mo Lin.

"Don’t... it’s uncomfortable for a grown man to hug me," said Mo Lin, resisting while pushing Zhu Ci away.

"I promised to help you deal with the Yellow Springs Female Ghost—I was just fulfilling my promise."

Though he said it like that, how could Zhu Ci not understand the depth of this gratitude?

"Thank you for helping me. From now on, we’re like brothers. If you have any trouble, just come to me," said Zhu Ci, patting his chest confidently to Mo Lin.

"Enough, enough..." Mo Lin hurriedly waved his hand.

Mo Lin remembered Zhu Ci’s distressed state back in Hongzhou!

His power was only average at best.

"Looking down on me?"

Zhu Ci remarked with dissatisfaction, "I was affected by the Yellow Springs Female Ghost, unable to unleash my power. I am quite formidable."

Mo Lin stared at Zhu Ci suspiciously without speaking, but his expression said it all.

"You don’t believe me?" Zhu Ci asked Mo Lin with a frown.

"I didn’t say anything," Mo Lin’s face was still filled with doubt.

"Look at you... you just don’t believe me."

Zhu Ci slowly said, "Let me accompany you to Hongzhou one more time. I will show you my strengths."

"I’ll show you that my skills aren’t much less than yours."

After witnessing Mo Lin’s strength, Zhu Ci still said such words, which surprised Mo Lin.

At the same time, Mo Lin was curious about what skills Zhu Ci possessed.

"Lord Mo Lin... something’s wrong... quickly return to Hongzhou."

A sharp voice attracted Mo Lin’s attention.

Following the direction of the voice, he saw a little blue ghost speaking.

This ghost stood only about half a meter tall, its body blue, with demon horns, holding a steel fork in its right hand, frantically running.

This little ghost was the Ghost Mother’s ghost.

The blue ghost desperately flapped wings the size of a palm behind it.

"Lord Mo Lin, the Underworld path in Hongzhou is about to open, you must hurry back to suppress it, otherwise the Evil Spirits will completely invade the human realm, and that would be trouble," shouted the blue ghost to Mo Lin.

Previously, Bai led a wave of Evil Spirits to the human realm to open the Underworld path.

Unexpectedly, the Underworld path is opening so soon.

Mo Lin, naturally, would not let the Underworld path open.

If the Evil Spirits’ army completely invaded the human realm, even Mo Lin couldn’t stop it.

"Let’s go, back to Hongzhou."

Mo Lin brought Zhu Ci, along with others from the Gen Family Business, back to Hongzhou.

The remaining members of the Gen Family Direct Lineage followed behind, but they couldn’t move as fast as Mo Lin.

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Hongzhou.

The hurricane was howling, emitting a series of wails.

This Hongzhou seemed like being in a mountain pass, with winds blowing from all directions.

Qiu Yunshang stood on the ground with a dozen junior disciples, the whirlwind brushing across them.

Qiu Yunshang’s tied hair was blown into disarray.

"Senior sister, the Underworld path is about to open, what should we do?" A disciple asked Qiu Yunshang.

They came here to investigate the matter of the Evil Spirits.

After arriving, they found that all the Evil Spirits’ leaders were killed.

Not a single detail regarding the Evil Spirits’ leaders could be investigated.

Then they intended to inquire the Gen Family.

Who knew the Gen Family went mad and actually opened the Underworld path.

"Let’s leave." Qiu Yunshang instructed her junior disciples.

"Ah... just leave like this?" A junior disciple exclaimed in surprise.

Once the Underworld path opens, the Evil Spirits will invade, and it would be troublesome.

The entire Celestial Heart Bureau’s disciples could arrive, still might not suppress it.

"What else? If we don’t leave, shall we stay here to die?"

Qiu Yunshang reprimanded softly, "Or do you believe our strength can suppress the Evil Spirits here?"

One sentence from Qiu Yunshang left this disciple speechless.

Then everyone prepared to leave.

"Senior sister, someone is coming." The junior disciple pointed far off, slowly speaking to Qiu Yunshang.

Qiu Yunshang followed the direction pointed by the junior disciple and saw three people arriving in the distance.

"It’s them again?"

Seeing those familiar figures, Qiu Yunshang exclaimed.

She knew this person too well.

When she first came to Hongzhou, she met Mo Lin.

"Didn’t you flee from Hongzhou? Why have you come back again?" Qiu Yunshang asked Mo Lin in puzzlement.

Seeing Qiu Yunshang again surprised Mo Lin too.

All he could say was: what a coincidence.

"Suppress the Underworld path," Mo Lin said coldly.

"What?" Qiu Yunshang’s mouth formed an O shape, staring in astonishment at Mo Lin.

Meanwhile, her disciples behind her also wore surprised expressions.

"Are you serious?" Qiu Yunshang asked Mo Lin quizzically, "Don’t overestimate yourself.

This Underworld path, I don’t dare to act rashly; don’t seek death."

To her, Mo Lin suggesting wielding power against the Underworld path was utterly reckless.

"Brother, are you really stupid or brainless?"

A disciple beside her spoke slowly to Mo Lin, "Inside the Underworld path there are Evil Spirits, at least of the Ghost King Level power.

Only if you possess the power of the Thirteen-colored Red Dust Immortal can you barely contend."

"But how many people in the world can step into the Thirteen-colored Red Dust Immortal?"

Qiu Yunshang also tried persuading Mo Lin: "I understand your good intentions.

But you should best leave this affair alone, otherwise, you’ll die."

Mo Lin had no interest in listening to the group’s nonsense.

Mo Lin directly stepped forward.

Seeing Mo Lin ignore her words, Qiu Yunshang snorted coldly; she too did not leave, folding her arms, wanting to see what ability Mo Lin had.

Mo Lin walked to the storm’s very center.

A crack about the thickness of a thumb was visible there.

The whirlwind spewed from this crack.

Through the crack, Mo Lin even saw many Evil Spirits.

Among them, several were on the same level as Bai.

Mo Lin raised his right hand, releasing Thirteen-color Wishing Power.

The terrifying Thirteen-color Wishing Power gathered in the air, descending slowly with Mo Lin’s palm.

In the air, the Thirteen-color Wishing Power fell directly.

"What?"

Qiu Yunshang’s eyes nearly popped out, "Thirteen-colored Red Dust Immortal?

Hongzhou actually has a Thirteen-colored Red Dust Immortal?"

Thirteen-colored Red Dust Immortal is already the pinnacle among the Red Dust Immortals.

Qiu Yunshang’s eyes erased contempt, now only revealing envy.

Thirteen-colored Red Dust Immortal marks the end of the journey.

Beyond it, one can evolve into magical powers.

"What the hell? Is he really a Thirteen-colored Red Dust Immortal?" another disciple exclaimed.

Though the power of Thirteen-colored Red Dust Immortal is not as strong as that of an Immortal Cultivator.

Yet a Thirteen-colored Red Dust Immortal symbolizes the pinnacle of Red Dust Immortals.

Crossing beyond the Thirteen-colored Red Dust Immortal can evolve into frightening spells.

Among them in the Celestial Heart Bureau, there was one who transcended the Thirteen-colored Red Dust Immortal, having developed spells.

They were surprised not only by Mo Lin’s power but also by his extraordinary talent.