"Understood." Several people nodded in response.
Everyone was full of anticipation, as long as they could seize sixty thousand Netherworld Currency from Mo Lin.
Each person could at least get a few thousand Netherworld Currency.
Just thinking about it made them excited.
The crowd followed Zhang Liang and walked into the restaurant together.
Mo Lin had just finished his meal and was about to leave when he saw a group of people approaching the entrance.
"Do it..."
Zhang Liang snorted coldly and waved his hand to throw out a net-like Ghost Artifact.
This net-like Ghost Artifact primarily served to trap the enemy and prevent their movements.
The net-like Ghost Artifact enlarged in the air and then enveloped Mo Lin.
Meanwhile, Zhang Liang and his people were preparing to summon the Contract Ghost, then a jaw-dropping scene appeared.
The net-like Ghost Artifact was actually torn open by Mo Lin with brute force.
Mo Lin walked out casually, seemingly unaffected.
The few who were about to take action saw this shocking scene and were amazed.
They knew that this was a Ghost Artifact... not something made of paper.
This thing really had destructive power.
Yet such a mighty thing was casually shattered by Mo Lin.
Zhang Liang was dumbfounded... this was a Ghost Artifact, and it was just destroyed like that?
Is this guy even human?
A First-Level Ghost-Controlling Master moved swiftly, rushing to Mo Lin's front, but before he could act, his body suddenly stiffened in place.
Mo Lin waved his hand, and the Soul Chain wrapped around the man, limiting his movements.
The next moment, the man's Contract Ghost was forcibly pulled out by Mo Lin.
The Soul Chain bound the Contract Ghost, gradually tightening.
The Contract Ghost didn't even have a chance to struggle before being forcibly torn into a cloud of smoke and disappearing.
This ordinary-level Contract Ghost was thus killed by Mo Lin.
From the moment Mo Lin took action until the death of the Contract Ghost, it absolutely did not exceed thirty seconds.
Zhang Liang didn't have time to act before seeing his brother's Contract Ghost get killed.
This was too ruthless.
Zhang Liang suddenly realized that he had provoked someone he shouldn't have.
"Brothers..."
Zhang Liang was about to say something when he turned and saw that the brothers who had come with him had already run away at some point.
The speed... was too fast.
Indeed, they were a bunch of unreliable guys.
At this moment in Zhang Liang's eyes, Mo Lin was as terrifying as the Death God.
Seeing Mo Lin gradually approach him, Zhang Liang's legs went weak with fear.
"Bro... bro... misunderstanding... it's all a misunderstanding..." Zhang Liang deeply regretted it in his heart.
He shouldn't have troubled Mo Lin. Now, it's like picking up a rock only to drop it on his own foot.
"What do you mean by this?" Mo Lin was quite displeased, having just finished his meal, only to be randomly troubled by someone.
Anyone would be uncomfortable with that.
Zhang Liang's forehead was covered in sweat from nervousness, and Mo Lin exuded a boundless sense of oppression.
This feeling left him without the courage to summon a Contract Ghost.
"I'm sorry..." Zhang Liang squeezed out the words between his teeth.
The man in front of him had destroyed the Ghost Artifact with one hand, a truly terrifying figure. He didn't dare resist.
He wouldn't gamble his life.
"I will compensate you with two thousand Netherworld Currency as an apology." Zhang Liang hurriedly took out two thousand Netherworld Currency from his pocket to hand to Mo Lin.
As a gesture of goodwill.
He apologized and compensated, showing his sincerity.
Mo Lin did not let Zhang Liang off easily, fiercely teaching him a lesson, then took the two thousand Netherworld Currency and left.
Zhang Liang was beaten black and blue, and as Mo Lin's figure disappeared from sight, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He almost caused big trouble.
...
Afterward, Mo Lin left for the house Xianyun had given him.
The moment he arrived at the house, Mo Lin had only one thought in his mind.
Luxury...
A villa over a thousand square meters could only be described with the word luxury.
The interior decoration and furniture were all very valuable.
The furniture looked very new.
It must have been arranged overnight by Xianyun last night.
And it matched Xianyun's description well, filled with heavy yin energy.
Mo Lin released the ordinary-level ghost he bought from the Four-sided Courtyard at noon.
He placed his hand on the ghost's head to suppress it.
"Ding! Congratulations on acquiring the Ghost Skill: Fearless."
"Congratulations on successfully suppressing the ghost."
The Ghost Suppression Book added another line of text.
"Name: Xue
Realm: Ordinary Level
Skill: Fearless
Produces 5 Netherworld Currency daily."
Soon the ghost appeared in the Ghost Suppression Book.
He could hear the ghosts inside the Ghost Suppression Book discussing.
"Another ghost has arrived."
"The master has caught a new ghost, why is its level so low?"
"An ordinary-level ghost?"
The ghosts inside the Ghost Suppression Book were discussing among themselves.
With this Ghost Skill, Mo Lin could summon ghosts out in the open daylight.
At that moment, a shadow appeared in Mo Lin's room.
"Master Yin Department, you called for me?" Li Xue stood respectfully before Mo Lin, greeting him.
"From now on, you will live here and be at my disposal." Mo Lin instructed Li Xue.
Li Xue, being a Ghost Messenger, also needed a place to stay, couldn't always be without a fixed abode.
"As you command." Li Xue nodded in agreement.
"Come here, I'll heal you."
"Master, my injuries will heal in time, you don't need to spend Netherworld Currency to treat me." Li Xue knew well that his wounds would take at least ten thousand Netherworld Currency to heal.
One must know ten thousand Netherworld Currency is a considerable sum.
"Just do as I say."
Mo Lin didn't waste words, took out ten thousand Netherworld Currency, waved his hand, and the currency transformed into a cloud of Nether Qi in the air, which, under Mo Lin's guidance, entered Li Xue's body, nourishing his soul.
The Nether Qi wandered over Li Xue's body under Mo Lin's guidance, gradually healing him.
It took about ten minutes for Li Xue's wounds to completely heal.
"Thank you, Master Yin Department, for saving me." Li Xue heavily thanked Mo Lin.
Had it not been for Mo Lin's intervention, he would have become a Scattered Soul.
"No need to thank me, stay here for a few days, I might have tasks for you."
"At your service." Li Xue respectfully replied and then left the room.
"Ring ring..."
Just as Li Xue left, Mo Lin's phone rang.
It was an unfamiliar phone number.
Answering the call, a strange voice came through the phone.
"Mo brother, the people you're looking for have arrived." A deep male voice came from the phone.
"The people?"
"The ones who were selling Ghost Messengers a while back, they'll come to the Jin Ancestral Hall in a week."
"If you want to find them, try to prepare in advance." Qingyun only said a few words before hanging up the call.
Mo Lin furrowed his brow; the people capturing the Ghost Messengers were finally going to make an appearance.
Before that, he should indeed prepare a bit.
In seven days, go to the Jin Ancestral Hall to see who has the guts to even capture Yedou's Ghost Messengers.
"Ring ring..." Mo Lin's phone rang again.
"Is there anything else?" Mo Lin thought it was another call from the Jin Ancestral Hall.
But answering the phone, it was a woman's voice.
"Come to the Ghost-Controlling Society headquarters tomorrow; I have something I need your help with." Li Bingyan's voice came from the phone.
"Alright.." Mo Lin agreed to Li Bingyan's request without much thought.
It was probably to assign him a ghost-catching task.