This is the strongest Red Dust Immortal Mo Lin has encountered so far.

It turns out to be a Thirteen-Colored Red Dust Immortal.

The person in front of him is at least on the same level as Zhen Lingling.

This is the first time Mo Lin has encountered a Thirteen-Colored Red Dust Immortal.

The man in white spoke to Mo Lin once more, "Take your ghost and leave."

"As a Red Dust Immortal, you actually choose to side with the ghosts?" Mo Lin didn't leave, instead he questioned the man in white.

There is a saying in the human realm, the stronger the power, the greater the responsibility.

For starters, what has this Thirteen-Colored Red Dust Immortal contributed to the human realm?

But isn't it over the top to start helping the ghosts?

"The ghosts of the Ghost Realm helped resurrect my wife, so I help them guard Ghost Mountain; it's a transaction," the man in white replied to Mo Lin.

The wife he speaks of is the woman lying on the ground.

This woman survives with the help of a Longevity Lamp, which can be said to keep her in a state of the living dead.

The Longevity Lamp can merely prevent her soul from leaving the body, from disappearing.

But it cannot wake her up.

The woman wore a grey-white dress, lying on the ground, cheeks pale.

Her belly slightly protrudes, as if she is pregnant.

"She's pretty much dead; the Longevity Lamp cannot save her," Mo Lin said coldly.

The man in white suddenly became very agitated, charging in front of Mo Lin, then fiercely grabbing Mo Lin's collar.

"Stop spouting nonsense, my wife is not dead."

"She is not dead," the man in white roared at Mo Lin, his cheeks red.

"The Longevity Lamp can't save her," Mo Lin reiterated.

"Don't speak nonsense, the Longevity Lamp can save my wife.

The Domain Master of the Ghost Realm already said that as long as the Longevity Lamp stays lit for three hundred years, my wife can wake up," the man in white repeated.

"It's not possible."

Mo Lin said slowly to the man in white, "Even if it's not three hundred years, just ten years would be impossible.

Your wife's corpse will completely decay within ten years.

Shouldn't even need ten years; three years is enough, in three years your wife's body will decay, her soul in turmoil."

"Impossible," the man in white clearly didn't believe Mo Lin.

"The Domain Master deceived you, and besides, you can't live for three hundred years."

Mo Lin further remarked, "Or do you know that your wife won't wake up?

But you couldn't bear to separate from her, so you chose to believe the Domain Master's words?"

Mo Lin leaned towards the latter, for a dignified Thirteen-Colored Red Dust Immortal wouldn't be so foolish.

It's likely the man in white couldn't accept the truth, thus using this method to numb himself.

"She's my only wife, and she's pregnant; I failed to protect her, I'm truly useless."

The man in white lowered his head as he spoke to Mo Lin, "I love her very much; I don't want her to die."

Mo Lin said nothing, moving forward to inspect the situation.

Mo Lin glanced at the woman's corpse on the ground, his pupils suddenly constricted.

To prevent a mistake, Mo Lin confirmed once again.

Only then did he ascertain he hadn't made an error.

Mo Lin suddenly rushed to the front of the man in white, grabbing his collar tightly, directly crashing him to the ground.

"You love her?"

Mo Lin questioned the man in white, "You used your wife's body to nurture a ghost, and you say you love her?

You turned your own unborn child into a Ghost Infant, and you say you love her?"

Mo Lin's glance already revealed the situation earlier.

Inside the woman's belly is not a human, but a Ghost Infant.

Using this method to nurture ghosts is extraordinarily cruel.

Practically beast-like behavior.

Making the wife pregnant, then using whipping to make her miscarry, but not allowing the unborn child to be expelled.

The methods are brutal and require enduring immense pain.

Then turning the child into a Ghost Infant.

This action causes the Ghost Infant to produce a tremendous amount of Wish Power.

Accelerating the cultivation speed of the Red Dust Immortal.

But a normal person would never do such a thing.

Who would harm their own wife?

The tiger is dangerous but does not eat its own cub; who would harm an unborn child?

The man in white before him is worse than a beast.

"You killed your wife and act as if you love her?" Mo Lin even felt it's absurd to the extreme.

Isn't this behavior laughable?

The man in white sat limply on the ground, revealing a silly smile.

"So that's how it is... so that's how it is..."

As he spoke, tears uncontrollably flowed.

"Yu'Er, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, it's all my fault."

The man in white looked up at Mo Lin, "Do you have a way to wake my wife up?"

"I beg you, as long as you can wake my wife, I'll serve you like a cow or horse, even if I should die."

Mo Lin frowned, "You killed your wife, and now you want her awake?"

"I didn't harm her; she did all of this herself."

The man in white said slowly to Mo Lin, "By the time I found out everything, it was already too late."

"It's all my fault; for the position of Human Immortal, I killed my wife."

"Back then, when I fought Cui Xinyun for the position of Human Immortal, I was decisively defeated.

I couldn't accept reality, and remained despondent.

My wife, to help me recover, said she knew a method of cultivation that could make me a Thirteen-Colored Red Dust Immortal.

So, I believed her.

I didn't know she was using her body to help me become a Thirteen-Colored Red Dust Immortal.

If I knew I would become a Thirteen-Colored Red Dust Immortal through this method, I would rather not be a Thirteen-Colored Red Dust Immortal."

Upon this, Mo Lin finally understood the situation.

How deeply in love must they be to perform such extreme actions?

Even at the cost of one's life, even the life of their child.

Should we say they love each other?

Or say their love is somewhat warped?

"I can save her," Mo Lin spoke slowly to the man in white.

When the man in white heard Mo Lin's words, he immediately knelt before Mo Lin.

"Senior, as long as you can wake my wife, I am willing to serve you like a cow or horse; I beg of you, please wake my wife.

As long as I can say a few words to her, I am satisfied," the man in white pleaded with Mo Lin.

"I will give it a try."

Saying this, Mo Lin took out a black book.

The Book of Life and Death!

This is the first time Mo Lin has used it.

The Book of Life and Death floated above, then gathered the woman's soul, subsequently forcing her soul back into her body.

Only the Book of Life and Death possesses the ability to return a soul to its body.

Actually, Mo Lin could revive this woman also because the man in white hadn't let her soul disperse.

If this woman's soul had dispersed, Mo Lin would have no way to bring her back to life.

In the following moment, the woman opened her eyes.

She looked around confusedly.

Then looked at herself.

"Yu'Er, you're awake, you finally woke up," the man in white excitedly came forward, embracing the woman.

"How can you be so silly? If you die, I would never linger.

Thirteen-Colored Red Dust Immortal? Good... good.. you finally became a Thirteen-Colored Red Dust Immortal."

The woman excitedly shouted at the man in white, "Your wish finally came true."

Her memory is stuck before her soul departed.

"You two chat on your own, come find me later," after saying this, Mo Lin left.

Next, it's the couple's own matter, Mo Lin gives them some time.

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