There is a group of ghost hunters who frequently come to Beihai to catch ghosts, never getting tired of it.

Because those ghost hunters possess a magical artifact, Bing Yu and the others are at a loss against them.

"What's wrong?" Mo Lin asked Bing Yu.

Bing Yu described the situation to Mo Lin, explaining the causes and effects.

Only then did Mo Lin learn that it was a group of Ghost-Controlling Masters who wanted to come here to catch ghosts.

"Then let's go take a look," Mo Lin said to Bing Yu slowly.

...

Outside Beihai.

Wu Min led some seniors with Daoist techniques to catch ghosts.

She knew there were a few powerful ghosts in Beihai and wanted to catch one to cultivate.

There wasn't a particularly high requirement; catching a level four ghost would do.

That was her goal.

"Uncle Master, can you catch a ghost?" Wu Min asked a middle-aged man in front of her.

"No problem, I have the magical artifact," the middle-aged man confidently replied.

Seeing the man's confidence, Wu Min said no more.

"They're here," the middle-aged man snorted coldly, then took out the magical artifact.

A fierce wind howled past.

Ghosts clustered densely, gradually gathering around.

"The number of ghosts seems off," the middle-aged man showed a worried expression.

When he came yesterday, there weren't this many ghosts, so why were there more today?

And there are many Horror Level ghosts.

Some are even malevolent ghosts with life force!

This is outrageous.

"Something's wrong... let's go," the middle-aged man decided abruptly, feeling something was off, and wanted to leave with everyone.

But it was too late; the surrounding ghosts had already gathered around them.

They were all Disaster Level ghosts.

Even though the middle-aged man had the magical artifact, dealing with so many Disaster Level ghosts was still quite challenging.

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and activated the magical artifact.

His magical artifact was an Eight Trigrams Mirror.

The Eight Trigrams Mirror floated in the air, emitting a golden light.

It resisted the invasion of the surrounding malevolent ghosts.

Just then, a black figure flashed past.

Mo Lin appeared in front of everyone, using the Pure Origin and Profound Dao Technique to effortlessly dissolve the golden light.

The golden light disappeared in an instant.

"Dao power? Colleague?" The middle-aged man vigilantly stared at Mo Lin.

"These ghosts are mine. Please don't come again," Mo Lin didn't act aggressively but merely warned the group.

"Understood," the middle-aged man replied respectfully.

"Uncle Master, are we just leaving like this?" Wu Min was very unwilling, reluctant to just leave.

They hadn't even caught a ghost yet!

"If we don't leave, we'll all die here. Don't come back in the future," the middle-aged man nodded and replied.

"Ah... How absurd is that?" Wu Min pursed her lips.

"Do you know who that is?"

The middle-aged man pointed at Mo Lin and said, "His name is Mo Lin. Some time ago, he killed the White Tiger in Xu Yue City and wiped out many members of the Thirty-Two Celestial Spirits. We can't afford to mess with him."

"Ah...."

Wu Min exclaimed and then secretly glanced at Mo Lin.

She was startled the moment she saw Mo Lin's face.

It was actually him?

When she went to Cloud Sea to catch ghosts before, she had encountered Mo Lin and even mistook him for a ghost at the time.

Later, she was scared away by Mo Lin.

Mo Lin also recognized Wu Min at first glance.

Then Wu Min saw Li Yuemei standing beside Mo Lin.

"Li Yuemei is here? She's not dead?" Wu Min's words had just fallen.

In the sky, a pitch-black flame suddenly enveloped their path.

Blocking the way of Wu Min and the others.

The middle-aged man's pupils shrank sharply, "Netherworld's Nether Fire"

"Senior, what do you mean by this?"

The middle-aged man's tone was much more respectful than before, "Weren't you going to let us go just now? Are you planning to kill us now?"

The appearance of the Netherworld's Nether Fire was like a wall pressing on everyone's hearts.

Wu Min's palms were sweating with nervousness; she had long heard of the reputation of the Netherworld's Nether Fire.

This was her first close encounter with the Netherworld's Nether Fire.

The sense of oppression was too strong.

She even felt as if she would be swallowed by the flames the next moment.

Mo Lin walked past the middle-aged man and stood beside Wu Min.

"Do you know Li Yuemei?" Mo Lin asked Wu Min.

"Yes." Wu Min nodded.

"Do you know why she became like this?" Mo Lin pursued further questions to Wu Min.

"Well... I know a bit, but I'm not sure if it's true," Li Yuemei said slowly.

"Tell me everything you know."

"Li Yuemei took the Li Family's property and sought refuge with her cousin in Hui County. Later, she went mad, then disappeared without reason. It's suspected to be related to her cousin," was Wu Min's own speculation.

Although it was speculation, it wasn't baseless; it had some grounds.

"Take me to Hui County. I need to find her cousin," Mo Lin intended to avenge Li Yuemei.

The opponent had extracted two of Li Yuemei's souls, and Mo Lin was determined to make them pay the price.

Wu Min secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking Mo Lin was going to kill them to silence them, only to find it was merely about seeking someone, such a small matter.

She glanced at Li Yuemei, having roughly guessed the situation.

"My family is in Hui County. You can come with me to Hui County," she said.

"I won't let you help for nothing. Once you help me settle this, I'll give you a Deadly Level ghost," Mo Lin promised Wu Min.

"What?" Wu Min exclaimed excitedly.

A Deadly Level ghost... Oh my...

This person was truly generous.

"Really?" Wu Min asked Mo Lin in disbelief.

"Really," Mo Lin nodded.

When it was confirmed that Mo Lin would give her a Deadly Level ghost, Wu Min was as excited as if she had been invigorated.

"You've found the right person with me. No one understands the Jin Family better than I do."

Wu Min suddenly became talkative, proactively reporting the situation to Mo Lin.

"Li Yuemei's cousin is named Jin Qi. Although his means are ordinary, he's very good at flirting. He found a girlfriend from the Celestial Sect.

With his girlfriend's help, Jin Qi has now become a One-Color Red Dust Immortal."

"You should be cautious dealing with him, considering Jin Qi has the backing of the Celestial Sect."

"No worries," Mo Lin reassured her. Incidentally, Mo Lin was also from the Celestial Sect.

"Jin Qi is very cunning. I suspect he wants to swallow the family property Li Yuemei brought over, so he harmed Li Yuemei, but it's unclear why he didn't kill her."

Mo Lin obtained a lot of useful information from Wu Min.

Mo Lin left with Wu Min and the others.

Bing Yu and the other ghosts remained in Beihai.

Mo Lin sat in the backseat of the business vehicle.

Suddenly, a burst of light emerged from Mo Lin's body.

It was Wish Power.

Wish Power generated by the worship of Mo Lin by the ghosts of Beihai.

Wu Min rubbed her eyes and looked carefully.

"Red Dust Immortal? Three colors? No... four colors?"

Wu Min's pupils gradually dilated; she had a deep understanding of the Red Dust Immortal.

She had initially planned to walk the Red Dust Road but later found it too difficult, so she gave up.

The Red Dust Immortal is also divided into levels, determined by the color of the Wish Power.

The more potent the Wish Power, the more colors it manifests.

For example, Jin Qi is a One-Color Red Dust Immortal.

But Mo Lin's Wish Power displayed four colors, implying that he was a Four-Color Red Dust Immortal?

Achieving four colors is a realm that countless people struggle to reach.

No, that's not right... Wu Min frowned.

The color of Mo Lin's Wish Power was unstable; one moment, it was three colors... the next, one color... then seven colors again...

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