Catching Ghosts as Head of Yin Department-Chapter 504 - 502: How Many Evil Spirits Did You Say?

Chapter 504: Chapter 502: How Many Evil Spirits Did You Say?

The pitch-black blade coalesced in midair.

With Mo Lin’s movement, it slowly slashed out.

A beam of black light, like the sunrise, gradually spread around.

The colors of heaven and earth completely disappeared at this moment.

An expanse of darkness.

In the distance, the demon’s evil spirit roared and unleashed the Ghost Skill once more, slashing with a sword.

Unfortunately, it was of no use.

The Ghost Skill was easily broken by Mo Lin.

The black light passed through the demon’s evil spirit’s body.

The demon’s evil spirit’s body was like a water-filled balloon, punctured in an instant.

The next moment, all the evil spirits scattered.

"Ghost Mother, capture the evil spirits," Mo Lin shouted to the Ghost Mother.

The Ghost Mother nodded, then leaped up, taking out her black jar.

Under the blessing of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Array, the Ghost Mother’s power was fully released.

She held the black jar aloft with both hands.

A massive suction force surged out, drawing all the surrounding evil spirits into the black jar.

In less than a minute.

Mo Lin squinted slightly, feeling the entire Hongzhou.

After confirming there were no evil spirits in Hongzhou, Mo Lin finally breathed a sigh of relief and then dismantled the Ten Thousand Ghosts Array.

The dark Ghost Qi in the sky gradually dispersed like black clouds.

The surrounding ghosts also returned to the Judge’s Pen.

The Judge’s Pen given by Cui Xinyun really helped a lot.

Mo Lin panted heavily, sitting on the ground, regaining his strength.

Activating the Ten Thousand Ghosts Array just now was quite a drain on Mo Lin.

In the distance, the Scholar Ghost from the Gen Family watched Mo Lin’s figure with a complicated mood.

He was very glad he didn’t help Geng Hong against Mo Lin back then.

If they had helped Geng Hong against Mo Lin, it might be them dying now.

Hongzhou was thoroughly at peace.

Mo Lin had previously resolved the Underworld Dao crisis and now the evil spirit crisis.

"Mo, thank you for today," Dao Wuxuan expressed his gratitude to Mo Lin.

"No... me slaying evil spirits has nothing to do with you; we’re not on the same path." Mo Lin clearly distanced himself from Dao Wuxuan.

Having interacted with Dao Wuxuan several times, Mo Lin knew they were not on the same path.

The two would have no significant intersection.

At least, Mo Lin did not like Dao Wuxuan from the bottom of his heart.

Dao Wuxuan smiled awkwardly and, without saying anything further, turned and left.

He felt he was not wrong.

What he did was for this human world; he was not wrong.

"When will you avenge me?"

Luo Xiaoxiao asked Mo Lin.

Fearing Mo Lin might misunderstand, she added, "I’m not urging you; I just want to know the specific time."

Luo Xiaoxiao really wanted to go back for revenge, dreaming of it.

Last night, she even dreamed of going for revenge with Mo Lin.

"Once I handle the matters at hand, I’ll immediately go help you seek revenge." Mo Lin was straightforward since Luo Xiaoxiao had helped him.

Naturally, Mo Lin had to keep his promise.

"Alright," Luo Xiaoxiao nodded.

"I need to visit Black Stone Mountain first," Mo Lin needed to check on the alchemical workshop.

Moreover, Mo Lin had captured some evil spirits that he could send over for pill refinement.

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Black Stone Mountain.

Cultivation Hall.

The Three Kings had completed the pill refinement, resulting in ninety-four Spirit Pills after discarding the defective ones.

As Mo Lin captured the evil spirits, Nanming Yueye planned to allocate the Spirit Pills after Mo Lin returned.

Afterward, Nanming Yueye saw Mo Lin appear outside the main gate.

"I’ve been waiting for you for many days, it’s good you’re finally back."

With that, Nanming Yueye handed the prepared Spirit Pills to Mo Lin, "Ninety-four Spirit Pills, you handle the distribution."

"Let’s each take a half," Mo Lin said, directly giving Nanming Yueye forty-seven pills.

Nanming Yueye showed surprise in her eyes, "Quite generous."

She didn’t hesitate and readily accepted the pills.

"I won’t stand on ceremony; I need these pills."

Nanming Yueye slowly said to Mo Lin, "I need to increase my strength to take revenge on the one who stole the Nanming Li Fire."

Revenge was the sustaining belief for Nanming Yueye in the latter half of her life.

It was this belief that had seen her through all hardships on her journey.

She became stronger step by step, all to get her revenge.

Mo Lin avoided her gaze, unable to face Nanming Yueye directly.

"Why are you avoiding me? I’m not seeking revenge on you," Nanming Yueye teased.

In the distance, the Three Kings looked at Mo Lin longingly, disappointment deep in their eyes.

They didn’t get any pills, so, of course, they were disappointed.

"Each of you three gets three pills," Mo Lin said, handing nine pills to the Three Kings.

"Thank you, Lord Mo Lin," the Evil King called out to Mo Lin.

"Thank you, Lord Mo Lin," King Jing equally expressed gratitude to Mo Lin.

In fact, even if Mo Lin hadn’t given them any pills, they wouldn’t dare complain; at most, they’d just feel uneasy and dissatisfied inside.

"From now on, during pill refinement, allocate ten percent.

Also, distribute a bit to other Evil Cultivators over time, considering everyone contributed," Mo Lin said, mindful of the group.

With so many Evil Cultivators, it would be impossible for everyone to get a pill.

At most, once every three months or half a year, one pill per person.

That should be enough.

No one would be dissatisfied with this.

Ten percent means that for every hundred Spirit Medicines refined, ten Spirit Pills are allocated.

The Evil King smiled.

They made a big profit.

Although they had refined pills before, they were only making Human Pills.

Moreover, the process of refining them was cumbersome.

As for evil spirits, their strength wasn’t enough, and they couldn’t capture them.

They caught a few evil spirits occasionally, but it was sporadic.

Following Mo Lin, they felt like they were living a life of luxury.

Pills were extremely important to cultivators.

Why were they able to become Thirteen Colors Red Dust Immortals?

Was it not because they had taken pills?

Without pills, let alone being Thirteen Colors Red Dust Immortals, even becoming Twelve Colors or Ten Colors Red Dust Immortals would be challenging.

"I’ve captured some more evil spirits in Hongzhou; you’ll have a bit more work," Mo Lin slowly said to the Evil King.

"Captured more evil spirits?" the Evil King exclaimed, his expression and gaze conveying shock.

Who is this impossible?

Saying you’re capturing evil spirits and just capturing them?

Do you really think evil spirits are like roadside cabbages, easily plucked?

If evil spirits were so easy to capture, the Three Kings wouldn’t have trouble catching them.

The former Hall Master of the Cultivation Hall was injured while capturing evil spirits, which later forced him into seclusion.

"It’s not hard work, not at all," King Jing quickly responded.

"Lord Mo Lin, no matter how many evil spirits there are, bring them over, and we’ll refine them into Spirit Pills for you," the Evil King also said slowly.

"A bit over ten thousand evil spirits," Mo Lin thought for a moment and then said.

"No matter how many... what?"

The Evil King’s expression gradually twisted, showing a particularly exaggerated transformation from shock to a smile.

"Ten thousand? Ten thousand?" The Evil King’s eyes practically bulged out.

"Lord Mo Lin, are you kidding?"

Over ten thousand evil spirits could flatten this Cultivation Hall.

It could even flatten the Cultivation Hall five or six times over.