Catching Ghosts as Head of Yin Department-Chapter 363 - 361: I Am Willing to Be Your Sword

Chapter 363: Chapter 361: I Am Willing to Be Your Sword
Mo Lin’s death was almost too smooth.
A genius, a man who nearly overturned the entire human realm, just died like that?
It feels a bit complicated no matter how you think about it.
"You’re overthinking it. Mo Lin is just human; as long as one is human, one will die." Xin Ziruo replied indifferently.
In her view, Mo Lin was already dead.
Heroes always have their time to retreat; Mo Lin facing the Buddha and losing is quite normal.
Xin Ziruo instructed Bai Xu, "In a few days, take your people to eliminate those at Great Spirit Mountain, I need to go out for a while."
"Yes." Bai Xu nodded in agreement.
Everyone looked at Xin Ziruo sitting at the forefront, all showing expressions of awe.
No one expected that this woman, who had been in West Mountain for less than a few months, had already become the leader of the entire West Mountain.
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Jin County.
Mo Lin drove with Qin Yuyu and others back to the cave where they had previously lived.
The car stopped at the foot of the mountain; Mo Lin and the others proceeded on foot uphill.
Jun Xiao walked quickly, his figure first disappearing from sight.
"Mo Lin, what are you planning to do next?" Qin Yuyu asked Mo Lin.
"Wait for seven days." Mo Lin slowly replied.
Previously, Zhao Tian asked Mo Lin to wait for seven days.
Mo Lin would wait for seven days to see what Zhao Tian intended to do.
During these seven days, Mo Lin was not idle. He first checked some information about Western Shu, then found a map to Western Shu.
Studying the road to Western Shu.
Western Shu is a special place.
Since the arrival of the bizarre, Western Shu also underwent some mutations.
But strangely, no one from Western Shu ever came out.
Currently, it’s impossible to find any information on Western Shu.
Whoever enters Western Shu receives no news afterward.
Currently, data on Western Shu is blank.
Seven days... quickly passed.
Mo Lin sat at the cave entrance, watching the distant sun gradually set.
Seven days had passed, and still no word from Zhao Tian.
Did Zhao Tian deceive him?
Just as Mo Lin hesitated, a rustling sound came from afar.
It was the silhouette of someone passing through the undergrowth.
A woman held a pale yellow long sword in her right hand.
"Senior, I present to you the Qin King’s Sword." The woman slowly spoke to Mo Lin while holding the Qin King’s Sword with both hands.
The Qin King’s Sword, also known as the Imperial Sword.
Contains the power of destiny.
The moment Mo Lin took the Qin King’s Sword in his right hand, he even felt invincible.
He didn’t know where this confidence came from.
Then Mo Lin controlled his inner thoughts.
Just as Qin Yuyu previously described.
This was a very powerful Magical Treasure.
Or rather, this item had already surpassed the level of a Magical Treasure.
It was unclear what means Zhao Tian used to acquire the Qin King’s Sword.
And he sent the Qin King’s Sword to Mo Lin.
Mo Lin didn’t pursue it further.
On Mo Lin’s chest, a token began to shake violently.
This token was given to Mo Lin previously by the Three Nightmare Immortals.
This token could lead to the Nightmare Realm.
The next moment, Mo Lin was summoned into the Nightmare Realm by the token.
Mo Lin looked at the surroundings.
It was a temple, and a sharp-chinned woman with a fox tail stood at the forefront.
"Lord Mo Lin, you have arrived." The woman respectfully greeted Mo Lin.
"It was quite presumptuous to call you here."
Mo Lin cautiously observed the woman dressed in plain clothes.
"I’m called the Three Cyan Immortals." The woman respectfully said to Mo Lin, "I asked you to come here without malice.
I just want to remind you, your friend Du Kui is near death."
Mo Lin’s deep eyes passed with a hint of coldness.
Du Kui, Mo Lin knew him.
Back when the two separated in the Nightmare Realm.
Mo Lin originally wanted Du Kui to control the Nightmare Realm and amass influence for himself in the Nightmare Realm.
But the results were far from ideal.
"Your friend is in the Qiong Meng Temple, and in three days, he will be shattered.
His soul will disperse, and then even immortals cannot save him." Three Cyan Immortals truthfully told Mo Lin.
"So?" Mo Lin didn’t think Three Cyan Immortals was so kind as to bring him over just to inform him of such a matter?
Moreover, the name Three Cyan Immortals resembles the Three Nightmare Immortals closely.
Clearly, there is a connection between the two.
"I’ll be direct now."
Three Cyan Immortals knelt in front of Mo Lin, then said, "Please, Immortal Monarch, help me control the Nightmare Realm."
This was the personal agenda of Three Cyan Immortals.
She couldn’t defeat Qiong Meng by herself, so she wanted Mo Lin’s help.
Likewise, Du Kui was part of all these matters.
"What’s your relationship with the Three Nightmare Immortals?" Mo Lin straightforwardly asked the Three Cyan Immortals.
"She is my mother."
Three Cyan Immortals hurriedly added, "My mother died by your hand; I do not resent you.
I am her adopted daughter."
Mo Lin said nothing, just coldly watched Three Cyan Immortals.
"If you help me control the Nightmare Realm, I will be your sword.
Wherever your hand points will be where I go.
I can help you destroy West Mountain or even confront the Evil Buddha."
Saying this, Three Cyan Immortals knelt down by Mo Lin’s feet and then looked up at him.
"You need me."
This statement pierced the heart.
Indeed, Mo Lin did need her.
"I want to fulfill my mother’s dying wish, to become the master of the Nightmare Realm, to repay her kindness in raising me."
Throughout, Three Cyan Immortals never mentioned revenge.
Not seeking revenge has two reasons.
Firstly, Mo Lin is strong; her mother offended Mo Lin, this was their personal issue.
Since it is a personal issue, losses and deaths are normal.
Secondly, if Mo Lin helps her deal with Qiong Meng and gains control of the Nightmare Realm, that’s kindness.
Kindness outweighs grievances.
"Alright, I agree with you." Mo Lin nodded and agreed.
Mo Lin also had his own thoughts; Qiong Meng and Mo Lin also had grudges.
Plus, Mo Lin also needed to rescue Du Kui.
Qiong Meng had harmed Mo Lin three times, and these grievances should have a resolution.
"Thank you, Immortal Monarch."
Three Cyan Immortals asked Mo Lin, "When shall we act?"
"Now."
"As you command."
As soon as she finished speaking, Three Cyan Immortals took three incense sticks and then ignited them.
"All ghosts from the Three Nightmares Temple, come swiftly."
After that, countless ghosts appeared densely at the Three Nightmares Temple.
When the Three Nightmare Immortals were here, she never summoned so many ghosts.
The Three Nightmare Immortals believed more in her own strength; she never relied on outside help.
But Three Cyan Immortals was different; her own strength was insufficient, she needed these assistants.
So Mo Lin followed behind Three Cyan Immortals, heading to the Qiong Meng Temple together.
Here, there’s completely no concept of time.
Anyway, they just kept walking until they saw a place quite similar to the Three Nightmares Temple, where all the ghosts stopped.
A silhouette instantly surged out.
"Three Cyan Immortals, how dare you come to trouble me."
A sharp voice instantly rang out.
Looking toward the source of the sound, the voice was emitted by a silhouette.
There was no doubt that this silhouette was Qiong Meng.
"All ghosts!" Qiong Meng shouted.
The ghosts in the Qiong Meng Temple swarmed out.
Without waiting for Qiong Meng’s orders.
The ghosts from the two factions rushed out to fight each other.
Qiong Meng just prepared to take action against Three Cyan Immortals, then his pupils suddenly contracted.
"Mo Lin?" Seeing Mo Lin the moment, he was immensely shocked.
"Didn’t you die at West Mountain?" Qiong Meng exclaimed.