Perhaps it was because she felt someone cared about her, Qin Yuyu genuinely felt happy.

"You... this..." Mo Lin hesitated to speak.

He was now very confused about what had happened to make Qin Yuyu become like this.

Neither human nor ghost.

You could say, she no longer looked human, just an empty shell.

She looked increasingly haggard, her skin sallow. With one glance, you could tell she wasn't quite like a normal person.

Moreover, she was terribly thin.

No one knew what she had been through to end up like this.

"That Evil Cultivator is right here, we must get rid of her."

"That vicious woman has killed so many people; we must eradicate her to protect the people.

Even though we can't be like Lord Mo Lin and destroy the Evil Buddha, we should be able to handle these Evil Cultivators."

"That's right, we must protect the people."

A noisy clamor filled the air.

Looking towards the source of the sound, a group of at least thirty people approached.

Each person in the group was brimming with vigor.

They were all at Entry-level.

Red Dust Immortal, Daoist Cultivator, Ghost-Controlling Dao.

They were all people with some ability.

Qin Yuyu quickly heard the shouting of this group.

She glanced at the group and sighed softly, "I've already spared your lives. Why do you insist on courting death?"

In truth, she was reluctant to kill these capable people. They were all useful.

At least in the future, they could resist the Evil Buddha.

Of course, this was just her thought.

If this group really wanted to seek their own death, it wasn't impossible.

Mo Qingqing clung closely to Mo Lin's side, quietly asking, "Mo Lin, is there going to be a fight?"

She immediately noticed that the distant group was filled with Evil Qi.

Mo Qingqing glanced at the distant crowd, then at Qin Yuyu.

"How strange, why is there so little Evil Qi on Qin Yuyu..." Mo Qingqing whispered softly.

Mo Qingqing had killed many people, and logically, she should have a lot of Evil Qi on her.

But now, not only did she not have Evil Qi, but she even had less than the distant group.

Over thirty people rushed forward first.

A young woman led the charge.

This woman wore a silver-white long robe, her hair was tied high, and she was slender.

Her waist was especially thin, it could be best described as a willow-like waist.

The woman held a Talisman in her right hand.

Her hair was tied high, with a lock lightly drifting along.

Her graceful figure particularly caught the eye.

She walked at the forefront.

Her presence made her very noticeable in the crowd.

"Why have you come back?" Qin Yuyu asked the woman.

"To exterminate the Evil Cultivator," the woman responded righteously.

This was someone Mo Lin recognized well; she was his good friend.

Feng Mingyu.

Years ago, she parted ways with Mo Lin, who gave her a Thunder Talisman.

Now, relying on the Thunder Talisman, Feng Mingyu had achieved considerable success.

"If I don't eliminate you today, who knows how many more people will fall victim to you." Feng Mingyu frowned slightly and snorted coldly, tightly clamping the Thunder Talisman between her forefinger and middle finger.

One could see the Thunder Talisman filled with lightning.

The group behind Feng Mingyu also adopted stances ready for battle.

This group was here to fight to the death.

Before coming, they had all steeled themselves for certain death.

Without such resolve, how could they battle an Evil Cultivator like Qin Yuyu?

Qin Yuyu looked up at the azure sky, murmuring, "Evil Cultivator?

I never thought, I would become someone universally condemned."

This scene felt eerily familiar; she remembered she once did something similar.

Just that the position was different.

Qin Yuyu seemed to have realized something, collecting her expression, a hint of ruthlessness flickering in her eyes.

"I can't die now, so please go back."

Qin Yuyu knew very well that she was carrying a heavy burden and must not die.

No matter what means, even if it meant killing the Daoist Cultivators before her, it didn't matter.

In short... she couldn't die.

She had a reason not to die.

"You killed so many people, aren't you afraid of retribution?" Feng Mingyu questioned Qin Yuyu sharply.

"Retribution?" Qin Yuyu murmured, "Actually, I'm quite scared.

It's just that some things, someone has to do."

"If you don't leave, don't blame me for killing."

Up till now, Qin Yuyu hadn't made a move, only because she cherished talent.

If those before her didn't have some ability and couldn't resist the Evil Buddha, she would have already killed them, not wasting words here.

"Arrogant!" A man behind Feng Mingyu scolded.

But the man didn't rush to attack; instead, he looked towards Feng Mingyu.

After all, Feng Mingyu was their backbone.

Mo Lin watched this scene silently.

He didn't even know what identity he should speak from.

Intervene to mediate the conflict?

Or act as if he had seen nothing?

Or help eliminate Qin Yuyu?

Obviously, the last option, Mo Lin couldn't do.

Mo Lin had a major question in his heart.

Why?

Why had Qin Yuyu become like this?

Back then, Zhao Tian was like this... and now Qin Yuyu is too.

What changed Qin Yuyu?

What transformed the righteous Qin Yuyu into an Evil Cultivator?

No matter how he thought about it, being an Evil Cultivator brought no benefit to Qin Yuyu.

Qin Yuyu also saw Mo Lin.

"Mo Lin, chase these people away." After speaking, Qin Yuyu turned and left directly.

She didn't even give Mo Lin a chance to refute.

This was clearly the tone of treating Mo Lin as a friend.

At this moment, Mo Lin even suspected that Qin Yuyu had never changed.

Following Qin Yuyu's words, everyone's eyes gathered on Mo Lin.

"Lord Mo..."

"Isn't this the same Master Mo who fought the Evil Buddha two days ago at the Celestial Sect and destroyed the Great Spirit Mountain?"

"I know him; it's said he was once beheaded at the Great Spirit Mountain but came back to life."

The group whispered as they looked towards Mo Lin.

Although they spoke quietly, Mo Lin could still hear.

Feng Mingyu looked at her dear friend, took a deep breath, and smiled.

"Long time no see." Feng Mingyu greeted Mo Lin warmly.

To reach the same heights as Mo Lin, she worked hard for four years.

During these years, she always strived with Mo Lin as her goal.

She regularly gathered information about Mo Lin.

She knew everything about Mo Lin.

When she heard about Mo Lin's fierce battle against the Red Dust Immortal Lineage of the Celestial Sect, she worried for him.

When she heard Mo Lin died tragically at the Great Spirit Mountain, she buried her face and cried, abstaining from eating for days.

When she heard of Mo Lin's resurrection, she was overjoyed and stayed up all night.

Seeing Mo Lin, Feng Mingyu knew clearly, she no longer needed to only listen to his stories.

Now, she could step into his stories.

"You've had a hard time." Mo Lin gently patted Feng Mingyu's shoulder and spoke softly.

Just by glancing at Feng Mingyu's scarred right hand, Mo Lin understood how much she had sacrificed to stand here.

Relying on a single Thunder Talisman, she emerged from a small place like Yun Chuan to Jin County, becoming the backbone for this group.

The sweat and effort involved were self-evident.

This one statement from Mo Lin struck Feng Mingyu at her core.

To achieve this accomplishment today, she was truly exhausted.

Yet now, being able to stand in front of Mo Lin made it all worthwhile.

"What about Qin Yuyu?" Someone's words pulled Feng Mingyu back to reality.

Indeed, the pressing issue was what to do about Qin Yuyu.

Should they eradicate her, or let her roam free?

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