"Ah..."

Mo Lin complained to Cui Xinyun: "No need for that, right?"

"Back then I thought you were a ghost... so..."

A cold glint intensified deep in Cui Xinyun's eyes.

"Go on... if you're not afraid of dying, keep talking..."

"Who would've thought a living person would do something as bizarre as having their soul leave their body to enter the Underworld," Mo Lin muttered under his breath.

Normally, people don't behave that way.

Similarly, not just anyone can accomplish such a feat.

A soul leaving the body sounds incredible.

Cui Xinyun's brows slightly furrowed.

Her jade hand slowly raised.

A pink flame flickered out from her fingertips.

She flicked her right hand.

The pink flame descended toward Mo Lin's direction.

Mo Lin agilely dodged the flame.

"Whoosh..."

The flame burned on the ground, shooting up more than a meter high.

Mo Lin didn't even dare imagine what terrifying consequences might have occurred if he had moved just a little slower and the flame touched him.

Cui Xinyun, this woman is really crazy...

"Cui Xinyun, what happened is in the past now... Shouldn't we look forward?" Mo Lin complained.

Cui Xinyun's eyes narrowed; not only did her anger not diminish, but she became even angrier.

Mo Lin had tainted her soul.

And he had the nerve to say it was all in the past?

What a joke?

Every time she thought of that disgusting scene from before, she'd get so angry she'd wake up from her sleep.

Did Mo Lin think he could just brush it off with a sentence?

Then where was she supposed to vent her years of accumulated anger?

She even seriously suspected that the incident back then caused her mental trauma.

Preventing her from even having a boyfriend now.

She even harbored a certain aversion towards men.

For something she thought about every day, Mo Lin seemed completely indifferent?

With such thoughts, Cui Xinyun became even angrier.

"I think you should get a new house."

With those words, Cui Xinyun raised her hand, and a flame landed above the eaves.

The flame, as if it had been dropped on gasoline, instantly engulfed the entire house.

A villa was suddenly covered in flames.

Mo Lin put on a pained expression.

"This is a new house! What are you doing!"

So upsetting.

Fortunately, there wasn't anything important inside the house.

But this was a house, after all; with it burned down, where would Mo Lin live?

Damn it...

Seeing Mo Lin's distress, Cui Xinyun felt delighted, and indeed her mood vastly improved.

The anger she had suppressed in her heart over the years was much alleviated.

"It's none of my business." With those words, Cui Xinyun turned and left.

Mo Lin was dumbfounded!

Madness!

Mysteriously running over just to set a fire?

Burning down his house and then leaving?

What kind of mindset allows someone to do something like this?

Did she come all this way just to play with fire?

Burning down the house?

And she left... just calmly walked away...

Leaving Mo Lin alone, dumbfounded.

The frustrating part was, the flames wouldn't go out either.

Mo Lin didn't dare to touch the Red Lotus Karmic Fire!

He could only watch his house burn.

What a disaster.

Isn't this nonsensical?

For no reason, his villa was burned down.

As for why Mo Lin didn't resist, first, if he fought back,

things would get serious, escalating to a life-or-death duel.

There was no need for that.

Besides, he indeed was at fault back then.

Mo Lin was just momentarily captivated, seeing a beautiful ghost, he indulged a bit...

Of course, another point is that Cui Xinyun's Red Lotus Karmic Fire is intrinsically fierce.

For all these reasons combined, Mo Lin didn't resist.

He accepted his bad luck.

So, Mo Lin found a hotel to stay in.

....

Airport.

Nearly two hundred people of status and position stood on either side of the runway, waiting for someone.

Without that person's arrival, no one dared to board the plane.

After all, that person was one of the most powerful in the Ghost Hunting Realm.

The plane had been stationed at Yun Chuan for five days.

These bigwigs had lingered for five days.

Various matters remained unaddressed just to wait for that person to arrive.

In their hearts, many had some complaints, but no one dared to voice them.

After all, that person was known as the Human Immortal!

These were authentic bigwigs.

Among them was the founder of the Ghost-Controlling Society.

And the founder of the Purple Dragon Association.

Plus various other notable figures.

Soon, a graceful figure appeared before them.

The woman naturally accepted their salutations.

"Let's go," Cui Xinyun said coldly.

"My Lady... who in Yun Chuan is worth you spending five days to find them?" A middle-aged man inquired curiously.

All around, everyone perked up to hear.

"Does it concern you?"

Cui Xinyun lightly scolded, "Mind your business; don't pry into what's unnecessary."

The man lowered his head and dared not speak again.

So everyone followed closely behind Cui Xinyun as they boarded the plane.

Had a subtle feeling at that moment.

That Cui Xinyun seemed to be in quite a good mood.

.....

Mo Lin, after waking up in the hotel, returned home.

To behold his villa.

Cleaned by fire to be bare as a thief-cleaned spot.

Leaving only a heap of ash with nothing else remaining.

The situation was a bit frustrating.

Mo Lin figured he'd contact Xianyun in a few days to help him get a house.

Of course, Mo Lin wouldn't freeload, he'd pay.

Luckily, his car was parked in the basement; otherwise, it would likely have burned too.

Having nowhere to go, Mo Lin drove to Jin Ancestral Hall.

Waiting early for the people selling Yin Messengers to appear.

Jin Ancestral Hall was very quiet.

There wasn't even a doorman.

It seemed as if someone had arranged for the staff to avoid being around.

Mo Lin pushed the door open and entered Jin Ancestral Hall.

That's when he saw the people at Jin Ancestral Hall packing things.

Like they were moving house.

Moving everything that could be moved, except for things that were too big to carry.

A middle-aged man with a well-groomed beard noticed Mo Lin's presence from the front.

"Brother Mo, didn't I tell you to come tonight?"

Qingyun exclaimed surprisingly to Mo Lin, "Aren't you a bit early?"

"No worries, it's not early; I have nowhere to go anyway..."

With his house gone, Mo Lin came early to at least have a place to rest.

"Alright then."

Qingyun said no more and started directing the group to work.

Even calling movers for assistance.

"Is Jin Ancestral Hall being demolished?" Mo Lin asked Qingyun in confusion.

"Right now, we're moving important things to avoid them possibly being torn down tonight," Qingyun explained slowly.

"Why?" Mo Lin asked, puzzled.

"I suspect tonight, the entire Jin Ancestral Hall might be demolished."

He preemptively arranged for the important things to be moved to avoid unnecessary loss.

"Lord Mo, have a seat here..." Jin Ancestral Hall's Daoist Master, Li Hui, greeted Mo Lin.

So Mo Lin entered the main hall.

The spacious hall now only had one table left.

"Why the sudden move?" Mo Lin asked curiously.

"Lord Mo, surely there will be a fierce battle tonight; Jin Ancestral Hall will likely get caught up in it, and we could lose half of our structures," Li Hui muttered to himself.

"It won't come to that," Mo Lin said calmly.

"Once you get riled up, killing anyone in your way, tearing through even gods... lose your temper... my Jin Ancestral Hall, it's just a few wooden houses; they will surely be destroyed."

Li Hui accepted this possibility.

If the houses are gone, so be it!

They can be rebuilt.

He wasn't an alarmist.

Back when Mo Lin fought that Nightmare-level ghost in Minghai Building,

he tore down the entire Minghai Building.

In terms of solidity, Jin Ancestral Hall wasn't as sturdy as Minghai Building.

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