Catching Ghosts as Head of Yin Department-Chapter 505 - 503: With Your Death, Everyone Can Be at Ease

Chapter 505: Chapter 503: With Your Death, Everyone Can Be at Ease

The number twenty thousand is a bit too outrageous.

The first reaction of the Evil King was to think he misheard, but he also hoped he hadn’t.

King Jing swallowed his saliva, his voice particularly small, "Lord Mo Lin, did you just say twenty thousand evil spirits?"

"The number might be a bit more." Mo Lin nodded in response.

Mo Lin didn’t count the exact number, but twenty thousand is for sure.

"It really is more than twenty thousand evil spirits." The Evil King clenched his fists excitedly.

The joy on his face was overflowing.

King Jing, standing by, also showed a look of excitement.

For them, it would be quite a significant income.

"It’s just that you might have to work a bit hard." Mo Lin added once more.

Refining more than twenty thousand spirit pills would surely be exhausting.

"Working a bit hard is no problem." The Evil King immediately replied.

"No worries, we’re willing to work hard, this kind of hardship can come more often." King Jing also chimed in.

For them, this was an unprecedented opportunity.

Moreover, Mo Lin had previously said that they would be given ten percent, out of twenty thousand pills, they could receive two thousand spirit pills.

What does two thousand spirit pills mean?

If they didn’t know Mo Lin, they would never in their lifetime possess so many pills.

"Ghost Mother." Mo Lin called out.

Soon after, Ghost Mother appeared before everyone, barefoot with a black jar in her hands.

"This is my ghost; she will accompany you in refining pills. All the evil spirits are with her." Mo Lin said slowly to the Three Kings.

"Okay." The Evil King replied.

After arranging the pill refining, Mo Lin did not idly stand by.

He kept one spirit pill for himself, and the rest were sent to the Great Spirit Mountain.

Zhao Tian had previously said he would arrange for someone to collect the pills at Great Spirit Mountain.

Nanming Yueye had other matters to attend to, so she left the Cultivation Hall.

Mo Lin then arranged for Ghost Mother to guard the Cultivation Hall.

As for the Three Kings, they needed to refine pills.

After finishing these tasks, Mo Lin left with Luo Xiaoxiao.

Mo Lin was going to avenge Luo Xiaoxiao.

Luo Xiaoxiao’s archenemy, Jin Canrong, used to live in Yanjing but on the day of his wedding massacred Luo Xiaoxiao’s relatives, then moved from Yanjing to Xuyan City nearby.

Mo Lin took Yun Xue’xue and Luo Xiaoxiao to Xuyan City.

Luo Xiaoxiao’s expression was tense all the way, sometimes showing silly smiles, and sometimes exceptionally angry.

Her emotions were extremely unstable.

"Xiaoxiao, why did Jin Canrong kill your relatives on the wedding day?" Yun Xue’xue asked Luo Xiaoxiao with confusion.

If he wanted to kill, Jin Canrong could do so anytime, why choose the wedding day?

"I don’t know." Luo Xiaoxiao answered truthfully.

Not only Yun Xue’xue was curious, but she too found it strange.

This question, only Jin Canrong knows.

...

Cultivation Hall, a side room.

"You three idiots, actually serving others." A rugged-looking man cursed angrily.

The Evil King, King Jing, and Ming King sat aside silently, just listening to this middle-aged man scold.

This middle-aged man was the Hall Master of the Cultivation Hall, named Lin Kui.

He had retreated to heal a while ago, and now upon coming out, he realized the Cultivation Hall had been taken over.

"Brother, why not join Lord Mo Lin?" The Evil King conversed with Lin Kui to win him over.

Lin Kui’s alchemy skills were indeed formidable.

"Are you kidding? Let me be someone’s dog?" Lin Kui cursed, "I know Mo Lin.

Back at the Celestial Sect, we were both learning in the Red Dust Immortal Lineage."

"We are Evil Cultivators, don’t forget that."

Lin Kui reprimanded, "Our purpose is to harm others, understand?"

"Actually, not harming others is possible too." The Evil King retorted.

Harming isn’t just for cultivation, right?

Now Mo Lin lets them refine spirit pills, any single pill is far more rewarding than harming thousands.

With better options, who would choose worse actions?

Previously, harming, refining Human Pills, had no other option.

With better choices now, who would choose worse ones?

"Stop talking nonsense." Lin Kui snapped, "I will find a way to unlock the golden collars around your necks.

Join me, we will kill Mo Lin."

"Ah..." The evil spirit instinctively exclaimed.

He had never thought of killing before.

"Relax, I won’t have you do things for free; I’ll share half the spirit pills from the twenty thousand evil spirits." Lin Kui said again.

The Evil King sat on a chair, just looking at Lin Kui, not knowing what he was thinking.

King Jing and Ming King remained silent, just watching Lin Kui.

"Don’t let Mo Lin fool you, that scumbag, without moral boundaries." Lin Kui cursed.

The Evil King slowly stood up, came over to Lin Kui.

"Brother, I have something to say to you." Saying so, the Evil King came to Lin Kui’s side.

"What do you want to say?" Lin Kui leaned in asking.

"Shick."

Without any hesitation, the Evil King plunged a short blade into Lin Kui’s chest.

Blood immediately flowed out.

Lin Kui wore an expression of disbelief, looking at King Jing and Ming King.

The two remained unmoved, apparently condoning the actions of the Evil King.

"You’re the scum, insulting Lord Mo Lin; I won’t tolerate you." The Evil King twisted the dagger in Lin Kui’s chest.

Lin Kui was about to resist, but King Jing had already rushed in front of Lin Kui, stabbing him with a short blade from behind.

"Brother, you don’t know your place, so you must die." King Jing said coldly, "Want to kill Lord Mo Lin?

Damn you, go to hell first."

"Are you crazy?" Lin Kui wore an expression of disbelief, "I’m willing to share half of the twenty thousand pills, yet you harm me?

Mo Lin only offers ten percent; are you brainless?"

"Bang!" The Evil King kicked Lin Kui to the ground.

"Did you catch those evil spirits to divide them?"

The Evil King cursed, "Think about your own character.

If it was you who caught the evil spirits, let alone ten percent, the three of us probably wouldn’t even get five percent.

What qualification do you have to be compared to Lord Mo Lin?

You’re just a pile of crap."

The Evil King outright humiliated Lin Kui.

They had been with Lin Kui for many years, well aware of Lin Kui’s temperament.

In these times, who doesn’t have the insight to judge people?

Who’s good or bad, who has a cruel nature, everyone can see, right?

"Want us to rebel? Are you brainless?"

King Jing cursed, "Following Lord Mo Lin, we won’t be Evil Cultivators attacked by everyone.

Even if not fully righteous, at least we won’t be hunted.

Why follow you?

Follow you to be slaughtered by those righteous people?"

The Evil King squatted down, sliced Lin Kui’s throat with the short blade, blood gushing out, staining Lin Kui’s clothes.

The Evil King murmured, "Don’t blame us for being ruthless.

If you don’t die, you will be a cancer to Lord Mo Lin.

With you dead, everyone is at ease."