Jin Ling was surprised to look at Mo Lin. It was the first time she heard this Ghost Messenger speak.

Mo Lin's heart skipped a beat.

"Zishang Qingrou, senior?" Mo Lin tentatively asked.

She wasn't sure whether the Yin Messenger in front of her was Zishang Qingrou, senior.

Mo Lin always thought Zishang Qingrou had died a long time ago.

"It is me," Zishang Qingrou answered slowly.

After hearing this, Mo Lin felt very conflicted.

He had never imagined he would meet Zishang Qingrou in such a manner.

"You're already with the Yin Department?"

Zishang Qingrou flashed a rare smile, "Congratulations!"

Her perception was still sharp; she immediately sensed that Mo Lin had been appointed to the Yin Department.

Jin Ling's jaw almost dropped.

Mo Lin is actually so familiar with a Yin Messenger?

Moreover, the two seemed to be chatting happily, what was going on?

Not only was Jin Ling shocked, but all the disciples of the Ghost-catching Celestial Master Mansion around were also looking in disbelief.

"Take action, kill him." Jin Ling ordered Zishang Qingrou.

Zishang Qingrou gave Jin Ling a cold glance, directly ignoring Jin Ling's order.

She and Jin Ling were just in a cooperative relationship, not necessarily listening to Jin Ling.

"Junior Mo Lin, she saved me. I wish to plead with you to spare her life," Zishang Qingrou pointed at Jin Ling and told Mo Lin.

"Alright."

Mo Lin agreed without a second thought.

At the moment he saw Zishang Qingrou, Mo Lin felt like he was seeing a family member.

After all, now that Yedou was gone, many familiar ghosts to Mo Lin had disappeared, meeting an acquaintance brought complex emotions.

"Thank you," Zishang Qingrou clasped her hands in gratitude to Mo Lin.

"Spare my life? What a joke," Jin Ling coldly snorted in disdain upon seeing Zishang Qingrou pleading for her.

This is the Ghost-catching Celestial Master Mansion's territory, how could Mo Lin be so arrogant?

Zishang Qingrou just smiled coldly and stopped talking.

Jin Ling was just about to take the next action when she found out she couldn't move; Zishang Qingrou had somehow arrived beside her, locking her hands and feet, leaving Jin Ling immobilized.

Mo Lin stood at the entrance of the Ghost-catching Celestial Master Mansion, coldly saying, "Since the Ghost-catching Celestial Master Mansion does not act, I'll do it myself."

As the words fell, Mo Lin raised his right hand, and the Netherworld's Nether Fire instantly surged, enveloping the entire Ghost-catching Celestial Master Mansion from above.

The Netherworld's Nether Fire clashed with the array of the Ghost-catching Celestial Master Mansion.

Soon after, golden barriers showed cracks and then shattered.

The Ghost-catching Celestial Master Mansion's array was destroyed.

In an instant, Mo Lin raised his hand and directly destroyed the front yard of the Ghost-catching Celestial Master Mansion.

The buildings collapsed.

"Brazen!"

A reprimanding voice came, an elderly man with long hair wearing a robe appeared.

"Are you bullying our Ghost-catching Celestial Master Mansion because you think we are deserted?" The white-haired elder scolded Mo Lin.

He was the Third Elder of the Ghost-catching Celestial Master Mansion.

"Is Jing Ziling's death related to you?" Mo Lin asked the Third Elder.

"It has nothing to do with me," the Third Elder snorted coldly.

"Swear by the name of the Three Pure Ones," Mo Lin didn't believe the Third Elder's words; he wanted the Third Elder to swear.

"Hmph..." The Third Elder snorted coldly.

Since he was unwilling to swear, there must be something wrong.

Mo Lin then stopped wasting words and charged at the Third Elder.

The Third Elder was a Daoist Cultivator.

He mastered Daoist Skill proficiently.

A streak of golden light emerged, surrounded the Third Elder's body, then condensed in the air into long swords, stabbing towards Mo Lin.

Mo Lin used the Netherworld's Nether Fire to resist the attack of the golden swords.

In the next moment, the Third Elder used a second Daoist Skill, raised his right hand, sketching something in the air, next, a Daoist Talisman emitting golden light appeared.

The Daoist Talisman directly pressed towards Mo Lin.

Mo Lin threw out Copper Coins Dao Treasure, blocking the attack of the Daoist Talisman.

As the two fought, everything within a ten-meter radius turned to dust.

The surrounding Ghost-catching Celestial Master Mansion disciples all retreated, watching from afar, fearing being affected.

In the fight between Mo Lin and the Third Elder, Mo Lin continuously held the upper hand.

Although the Third Elder's Daoist Skill was very powerful, his age caught up with him.

He was short of energy.

Regarding Mo Lin, it was a different story; Mo Lin was full of vigor.

Mo Lin raised his hand, utilizing another method.

The Five-Colored Wishing Power surged out, subsequently suppressing the Third Elder.

"Pft!"

The Third Elder couldn't withstand Mo Lin's attack, spat blood.

He staggered back a few steps.

The surrounding Ghost-catching Celestial Master disciples all broke into cold sweat for the Third Elder.

Jin Ling couldn't help but furrow her brows. Fairly speaking, if she fought Mo Lin, she wouldn't have any advantage either.

Mo Lin indeed had too many methods.

Of course, Jin Ling didn't think Mo Lin would win.

After all, this was the Ghost-catching Celestial Master Mansion's domain.

And the Third Elder had many means yet unused.

The Third Elder retreated and went into the main hall.

He knew well, without employing other tactics, today might be the day he dies here.

In the center of the main hall, a statue of Celestial Master Zhong Kui was enshrined.

The Third Elder suddenly kneeled before Zhong Kui's statue, then bowed forcefully.

"Please, Celestial Master, descend with your Immortal Body. If there's any offense, please forgive me."

As the words fell, the Third Elder swiftly got up, then drew out a Peach Wood Sword from the side.

He posed, chanting a spell silently in his mouth.

The Celestial Master Zhong Kui statue behind him suddenly trembled.

Subsequently, a huge figure walked out of the Zhong Kui statue.

A man wearing a hat, holding a long sword, and sporting a black beard slowly appeared.

This man was the Immortal Zhong Kui left in the human realm.

This Immortal Zhong Kui was merely a trace of Zhong Kui in the world.

"Boy, today I shall make sure you die here."

After summoning Immortal Zhong Kui, the Third Elder's demeanor became arrogant.

The disciples around, upon seeing the appearance of Immortal Zhong Kui, knelt on the ground, kowtowing to Immortal Zhong Kui.

Jin Ling, like most disciples, now made a kowtow.

"Strike!" The Third Elder snorted coldly, his right hand making a chopping motion.

But the Immortal Zhong Kui behind him did not make this move.

It was then the Third Elder realized, for some reason, Immortal Zhong Kui seemed unwilling to act against Mo Lin.

The Third Elder made the chopping motion again.

However, the Immortal Zhong Kui behind him still remained unmoved.

Jin Ling widened her eyes in surprise; she had never seen this scene.

Immortal Zhong Kui was supposed to be the ultimate tool of the Ghost-catching Celestial Master Mansion.

Supposed to cut down all evil spirits, why was Immortal Zhong Kui not acting today?

"Disciple Mo Lin, paying respects to the Master," Mo Lin deeply bowed to the Immortal Zhong Kui.

Though it was merely a faint remnant of the Immortal Body, the necessary etiquette was still required.

After all, it was the Master's Immortal Body.

Mo Lin's voice wasn't loud, but every person on the scene heard it clearly.

Not a word was mistaken.

Mo Lin's simple statement was like a bolt of lightning striking each disciple present.

Jin Ling's body suddenly trembled.

"Master?"

Mo Lin hadn't been here for even an hour, yet he had shocked her repeatedly.

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