Chapter 765 - 763: Get Lost
Wu Wei is just a ghost by Huang Shang’s side.
He wasn’t clear on what Huang Shang was doing here.
Three Yellow Springs Books floated before his eyes.
Each Yellow Springs Book possessed a unique ability.
At that moment, the Yellow Springs Book in Mo Lin’s body floated out.
This Yellow Springs Book floated out of its own accord, beyond Mo Lin’s control.
The four Yellow Springs Books hovered in separate positions.
Then they converged together.
Mo Lin reached out to grab them.
A repelling force surged forth, causing Mo Lin’s hand to jerk back as if electrocuted.
Bear in mind, Mo Lin now possessed the strength of the Netherlord Realm.
Yet he still felt this electrifying sensation.
This thing was too bizarre.
Mo Lin couldn’t even manage to take it.
"Lord Mo Lin, don’t touch these four books anymore."
Wu Wei advised Mo Lin, "Don’t touch these four Yellow Springs Books.
Huang Shang was driven to the Black Tide by these four Yellow Springs Books.
It seems Huang Shang borrowed this thing, and getting involved with it leads to bad things."
With Wu Wei saying this, Mo Lin definitely wouldn’t touch them.
He’s not an idiot; would he look for trouble needlessly?
Even if these four Yellow Springs Books are comparable to a strand of divinity.
Mo Lin absolutely wouldn’t touch them.
As for the Yellow Springs Books, Mo Lin no longer had any use for them.
Ultimately, they couldn’t keep pace with the times.
Mo Lin pushed open the transparent coffin.
As soon as the coffin was opened, Zhu Ci’s soul floated up, ready to dissipate.
Mo Lin condensed Ghost Qi and enveloped Zhu Ci’s soul with it.
Then he found a jade bottle and placed Zhu Ci’s soul inside.
Mo Lin exhaled Ghost Qi into the jade bottle.
The Ghost Qi flowed into the jade bottle, nourishing Zhu Ci’s soul, keeping it in better condition.
After completing these tasks, Mo Lin put away the jade bottle.
Taking Wu Wei, he left.
...
Taiyue Mountain.
Zhu Zizai was quite nervous.
His mind was preoccupied with the matter of Zhu Ci.
He worried that Zhu Ci might not wake up.
Just then, Mo Lin approached Zhu Zizai with a jade bottle.
"Zhu Ci’s soul is here." Mo Lin handed Zhu Ci’s soul to Zhu Zizai.
Zhu Zizai shakily accepted the jade bottle.
"Thank you." He sincerely thanked Mo Lin.
If it weren’t for Mo Lin, it wouldn’t have been so easy to retrieve Zhu Ci’s soul.
It was because Mo Lin killed Huang Shang that Zhu Ci’s soul could be retrieved.
If it weren’t for Mo Lin’s intervention, for killing Huang Shang.
Even if Zhu Zizai acted personally, he wouldn’t stand a chance against Huang Shang.
If he couldn’t defeat Huang Shang, he couldn’t retrieve Zhu Ci’s soul.
"Quickly, take the soul back to save Zhu Ci," Mo Lin gently said to Zhu Zizai.
"Okay."
Zhu Zizai nodded, suddenly remembering something, and spoke to Mo Lin.
"A young man came to look for you just now." Zhu Zizai pointed outside, indicating to Mo Lin.
"Who?" Mo Lin was puzzled as to who could be looking for him.
Just then, Mo Lin furrowed his brow.
"Huang Shang is alive?"
Mo Lin sensed Huang Shang’s aura.
No mistake about it, this aura was unmistakably Huang Shang’s.
Mo Lin followed the aura’s direction and saw a young man standing in the distance.
Mo Lin had seen this man before,
It was when Mo Lin’s soul left his body, this Soul Stealing Ghost had taken Mo Lin’s soul away.
"Senior." Jiang Chen greeted Mo Lin.
Mo Lin instantly appeared before Jiang Chen, gripping Jiang Chen’s throat with his right hand.
Jiang Chen’s face turned crimson instantly.
If Mo Lin exerted any more force, Jiang Chen would die.
"Senior, please stop... I’m not your enemy."
Jiang Chen said softly.
Only then did Mo Lin release his grip.
Jiang Chen sighed in relief, squatting down to cough, taking deep breaths.
"You obtained that yellow bead?"
It was easy to infer that Jiang Chen had gotten the bead.
After all, Jiang Chen carried Huang Shang’s aura.
"Lord Mo Lin, I did obtain Huang Shang’s bead.
I not only obtained the bead, but I also acquired Huang Shang’s memories and legacy."
Jiang Chen truthfully informed Mo Lin.
Mo Lin placed his hand atop Jiang Chen’s head, Ghost Qi spreading from there around his body.
Mo Lin
was checking Jiang Chen for any trace of Huang Shang’s soul.
Mo Lin worried that Huang Shang might try possessing someone once more.
That would be disgusting.
Jiang Chen did not resist, cooperating with Mo Lin and allowing the inspection.
After some time, Mo Lin finally stopped.
He did not detect Huang Shang’s soul within Jiang Chen.
"I wish to join you, may I?" Jiang Chen cautiously asked Mo Lin.
As for joining Mo Lin, the reason was simple.
Mo Lin killed his stepmother, altering his entire life.
Of course... to Mo Lin, it was just a trivial, insignificant matter done casually.
But to Jiang Chen, it was a life-altering event.
"You might not trust me; you can place a constraint on me." Jiang Chen offered to Mo Lin.
Mo Lin didn’t refuse, raising his right hand to place a constraint on Jiang Chen.
This was the most basic preventive measure.
At least, a precaution against Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen was currently very weak, even though he had received Huang Shang’s legacy, he hadn’t thoroughly comprehended it.
Once he comprehends Huang Shang’s legacy, he’ll become very strong.
After resolving the matter with Jiang Chen,
Zhu Zizai also returned home.
Wu Wei, having just come out from the Yellow Springs Realm, was resting.
In the vast Taiyue Mountain, only Mo Lin remained.
Mo Lin stood alone atop the mountain, a cold wind blowing upon him.
Mo Lin appeared somewhat lonely at that moment.
With Huang Shang dead, Mo Lin had one less enemy.
Next was to go to the West Mountain to extinguish the Evil Buddha.
Everything was progressing forward in an orderly manner.
Mo Lin had imprinted the Netherworld Lord Seal upon the Yellow Springs Ghost on Taiyue Mountain.
Just like with the ghosts from Beihai before, Mo Lin could summon them anytime if needed.
"Lord Mo Lin, there is a monk outside seeking you." A Yellow Springs Ghost appeared, respectfully informing Mo Lin.
"Monk?" Mention of a monk immediately reminded Mo Lin of the West Mountain Evil Buddha.
As the Yellow Springs Ghost spoke, a bald monk appeared.
This monk was dressed in yellow attire, quite portly.
With a mighty build.
"Mo Lin." The monk greeted Mo Lin respectfully.
"I come from the West Mountain, here representing the whole of the West Mountain."
As Mo Lin expected, he was indeed from the West Mountain Evil Buddha.
"What do you want?" Mo Lin asked the monk in return.
"Now that you’ve killed Huang Shang and subdued the Yellow Springs Ghosts.
Throughout the entire East District, you are now a formidable presence.
I’ve come here intending to turn hostility into friendship with you.
Let’s put aside past grievances."
"Heh..."
Mo Lin’s lips curled into a cold smile.
"When you Evil Buddhas teamed up with Xin Ziruo to hunt me down relentlessly, why didn’t you think of sparing me?
When the Evil Buddha from Ten Thousand Peaks Mountain acted, why didn’t you think of making peace?"
The Evil Buddha sought peace not due to goodwill.
But because they were afraid.
They feared ending up like Huang Shang.
"We opposed you under Xin Ziruo’s influence."
The monk thought for a moment and said to Mo Lin, "As long as you agree to cease.
We Evil Buddhas, from now on, won’t harm anyone, we’ll only rely on incense offerings.
How about it?"
"Is it that you won’t harm people? Or is it that you no longer need to?" Mo Lin retorted.
Nowadays, these Evil Buddhas have descended using human sacrifices; they no longer need those sacrifices.
They need incense offerings more.
After some time, when the Evil Buddhas fully grow, they might not even need incense offerings.
Of course... whether the Evil Buddhas harm people or not isn’t Mo Lin’s concern.
Mo Lin now solely seeks revenge.
Whoever provokes him, he kills.
It’s that simple, just those six words.
"Scram... Go back and wait; it won’t be long before I come to destroy the Evil Buddhas." Mo Lin said coldly.
Seeing things were irreparable, the monk sighed lightly and turned to leave.