Mo Lin was not shocked by the price of Netherworld Currency, but rather shocked that it could actually be used to purchase the Immortal Body of King Guangmu.

Mo Lin was more surprised at what kind of force this place was, and why the Immortal Body of King Guangmu could be sold here.

"Senior, are there any other supreme treasures?" Mo Lin asked the shadow.

Since the Immortal Body of King Guangmu could be sold here, there should be other treasures as well.

Mo Lin thought so.

"Depends on what you want. As long as you can offer the right price, I can procure it for you," the shadow slowly said.

"Everything?"

"I should say, anything I can procure for you, I will get," the shadow replied to Mo Lin again.

Mo Lin thought for a moment and decided to purchase the Immortal Body of King Guangmu first.

"I want the Immortal Body of King Guangmu."

Then Mo Lin took out the Yellow Springs Book and retrieved fifty million Netherworld Currency.

These Netherworld Currency, accumulated over time as the number of ghosts Mo Lin captured increased.

After all, Mo Lin's ghosts produce a large amount of Netherworld Currency daily.

The shadow waved a hand, slowly opened its mouth, and directly collected the fifty million Netherworld Currency from the front.

Then he slowly raised his right hand.

A white light from the distant high platform followed the shadow's hand, landing in Mo Lin's palm.

When Mo Lin's palm touched the white light, he could clearly feel the oppressive aura of King Guangmu.

Then Mo Lin directly swallowed the white light.

Mo Lin turned to leave.

The shadow suddenly called out to Mo Lin, "Young brother, you might need this item as well."

The shadow raised his right hand, revealing a white, mouse-like pet in his palm.

Flower Fox Mink, the Immortal Pet of King Guangmu.

Black merchant!

For some reason, Mo Lin suddenly thought of this term.

Isn't this a bundled sale?

It's the Immortal Pet of King Guangmu, Mo Lin couldn't refuse to buy it.

"How much?"

"Five million Netherworld Currency, no bargaining," the shadow slowly said.

Reluctantly, Mo Lin had to take out another five million Netherworld Currency and obediently pay.

So Mo Lin successfully obtained the Flower Fox Mink.

After finishing these transactions, Mo Lin turned to leave again.

"Young brother, please wait a moment."

The shadow stopped Mo Lin once more.

"Can't we finish talking all at once?"

The shadow stopped Mo Lin again and again.

Quite troublesome.

"I can help you with the matter involving the Red Dust Immortal Lineage of Celestial Sect."

"No need." Mo Lin had already planned for the matter involving the Red Dust Immortal Lineage of Celestial Sect.

He had already contacted the founder of Celestial Sect and didn't need help.

"If I don't help, you might end up dying miserably."

The shadow continued, "Give me one million, and I'll make sure you're protected."

Seeing Mo Lin remain silent, the shadow continued, "Isn't it wise to spend money to buy yourself some insurance?"

Originally, Mo Lin did not want to spend more money, but the shadow's words made a lot of sense.

Mo Lin couldn't find a reason to refuse.

Helplessly, Mo Lin took out another million Netherworld Currency.

After finishing these tasks, Mo Lin left.

The Flower Fox Mink was very agile, scampering up Mo Lin's arm to perch on his shoulder.

After leaving the palace, the Flower Fox Mink suddenly spoke.

"Kid, thank you for saving me."

If Mo Lin hadn't spent the money, the Flower Fox Mink wouldn't have come out.

From another perspective, Mo Lin had saved his life.

Mo Lin was slightly surprised, then quickly regained his composure.

"No need to be polite, senior," Mo Lin replied to the Flower Fox Mink.

"If you need anything, just instruct me."

As his words fell, the Flower Fox Mink settled on Mo Lin's shoulder and closed its eyes.

No matter how Mo Lin shook, the Flower Fox Mink remained firmly on his shoulder.

Showing no sign of falling off.

Having obtained what he wanted, Mo Lin set off for the Nine Nether Pool.

He was going to rescue someone.

Rescue Gan Jianhua.

Nine Nether Pool.

Gan Jianhua, now covered in blood, was bound to a round wooden pillar, blood still flowing down his cheeks.

His head was lowered, and his breath was weak.

"In the end, you were wrong to trust me. I've seen Mo Lin, and he won't come to rescue you," Fu Shuang stood before Gan Jianhua, sighing softly.

"It's good if he doesn't come. If he does, I would worry a bit," Gan Jianhua said weakly.

"Are you stupid?"

Fu Shuang scolded Gan Jianhua, "You gave your life to save Mo Lin, but he doesn't care about yours. What are you getting out of it?"

"He gave me a Desire Ghost, and I'm repaying his kindness," Gan Jianhua answered.

He wanted nothing more than to repay Mo Lin's kindness.

"Truly foolish." Fu Shuang snorted coldly.

She had also accepted the Desire Ghost from Mo Lin but acted entirely differently from Gan Jianhua.

"After five more hours, if Mo Lin doesn't come, you'll die here," Fu Shuang said softly.

Gan Jianhua lowered his head, saying nothing.

"He's coming... Mo Lin is coming."

A man in black shouted in panic.

Fu Shuang immediately displayed an excited expression.

Finally, he came.

Then hope flickered deep in Fu Shuang's eyes.

Indeed, Fu Shuang looked up and saw Mo Lin's figure.

Mo Lin arrived alone at the Nine Nether Pool.

Looking around, there were only Fu Shuang and a few people from the Red Dust Immortal Lineage of Celestial Sect.

Altogether, there were definitely no more than ten people present.

"Mo, go, go quickly..." Gan Jianhua mustered the last bit of strength to shout at Mo Lin.

Malice flickered deep in Mo Lin's eyes, and he coldly said to Fu Shuang, "Whatever tricks you have, unleash them."

Fu Shuang retreated. She knew she was no match for Mo Lin.

Her job was merely to lure Mo Lin there.

Her purpose was already fulfilled.

The next part wasn't her responsibility.

Mo Lin stood coldly still, wanting to see what tricks they would use.

From the sky, a golden white light descended, shining on Mo Lin.

Upon closer inspection, it was a mirror reflecting onto Mo Lin.

Soon, the light gathered before Mo Lin form.

An identical figure to Mo Lin appeared.

This person matched Mo Lin in height and physique, with no discernible difference.

This was Lin Xiaoman's trick.

Fake Mo Lin revealed a sinister smile at Mo Lin, then raised his right hand.

The Netherworld's Nether Fire surged forth, enveloping Mo Lin.

This trick made Mo Lin slightly surprised.

Even the Netherworld's Nether Fire could be copied, quite impressive.

Mo Lin used the same technique, letting the Netherworld's Nether Fire surge forth.

In front, the two bursts of Netherworld's Nether Fire collided, producing a terrifying explosion.

Fake Mo Lin struck again, his body glowing with Five-Colored Wishing Power, then conjured a Five-Color Wishing Power Longsword, slashing at Mo Lin.

Mo Lin also used the Five-Color Wishing Power Longsword to battle fake Mo Lin.

The two fought evenly.

The skills Mo Lin knew, fake Mo Lin also knew, and his techniques were no inferior to Mo Lin's.

Take the Netherworld's Nether Fire, for example, the copied Netherworld's Nether Fire was no weaker than the real Netherworld's Nether Fire.

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