Catching Ghosts as Head of Yin Department

"The highest level of management in the East District is the Twenty-four Solar Terms Envoy."

This knowledge exploded in Mo Lin’s mind instantly.

Mo Lin did not have an accurate understanding of the high-level management in the East District.

A while ago, Mo Lin attended a conference, where the topic was Cannibal Cultivation.

At the conference, a Twenty-four Solar Terms Envoy appeared.

Mo Lin thought the envoy was there to support the high management in the East District.

Unexpectedly, the envoy was the actual high-level management.

"Since the Twenty-four Solar Terms Envoys are the highest management, why do they disregard the East District’s situation?" Mo Lin asked Yun Xue’xue.

"The current state of the East District is the mess they created by turning a blind eye.

They definitely won’t intervene," Yun Xue’xue said to Mo Lin slowly.

"East Town, South Town, West Town, North Town, Central Town.

Do they have any special meaning?" Mo Lin asked Yun Xue’xue.

"Yes, each identity is an opportunity.

It seems they are fighting over these identities."

Mo Lin shrugged helplessly; everything Yun Xue’xue said was just tantalizing tidbits.

After talking for so long, she still hadn’t given a reasonable explanation.

"By the way, weren’t you trying to become a Twenty-four Solar Terms Envoy?" Mo Lin remembered this matter and asked Yun Xue’xue.

Although Mo Lin’s memories of the past were somewhat vague.

In Mo Lin’s memory, Yun Xue’xue was always related to the Twenty-four Solar Terms Envoy.

Yun Xue’xue waved her hand, "I lost.

Someone else snatched the position that rightfully belonged to me."

There was no bitterness in her tone.

Only the acceptance of losing a gamble.

Talking about this, Yun Xue’xue had much to say.

"I think I am already a genius."

Yun Xue’xue wasn’t wrong; she indeed was a genius.

"The people vying for the Twenty-four Solar Terms Envoy position are geniuses like me.

Some are even more gifted, geniuses among geniuses.

And ridiculously, there are a few standouts, geniuses among geniuses among geniuses."

"Alright then."

Mo Lin could feel from Yun Xue’xue’s tone how formidable the competition for the position was.

The saying "There is always a higher mountain, a stronger person" has always resonated with Mo Lin.

"By the way, I have a very reliable piece of news. Wondering if you’d like to hear it," Yun Xue’xue teased Mo Lin.

"What news?" Mo Lin asked.

"Xin Ziruo has left the East District."

Yun Xue’xue slowly told Mo Lin: "With her identity, it was impossible for her to leave the East District.

But she contributed many treasures, exchanged for a spot to leave."

"Escaped?"

Mo Lin slightly furrowed his brows; is Xin Ziruo like a dog?

So capable of running?

"Don’t overthink. Her departure wasn’t to evade you."

Yun Xue’xue explained to Mo Lin: "She just preemptively avoided disaster."

"Where did she go after leaving the East District?" Mo Lin asked Yun Xue’xue.

Mo Lin was already prepared for revenge, but Xin Ziruo escaped.

Anyone would feel defenseless, wouldn’t they?

After ten years of preparation, Mo Lin was ready to act.

Only to be told that Xin Ziruo left the East District.

Really?

Treating Mo Lin like an unending jest?

Years of grievances, still unresolved?

"You wouldn’t intend to leave the East District to find Xin Ziruo, would you?" Yun Xue’xue asked Mo Lin.

"Yes." Mo Lin straightforwardly nodded in acknowledgment.

That was indeed his plan.

"East District only accepts new arrivals; you think those words are for show?"

Yun Xue’xue remarked: "The Twenty-four Solar Terms Envoys guard the East District.

Only entrance, no exit."

"Only ordinary people can leave the East District."

Although that’s what they say.

But how can ordinary people have the capacity to leave the East District?

Got it... Mo Lin understood why the Star Constellation Snake Immortal wanted to find him an opportunity to leave the East District.

The East District was sealed.

Mo Lin didn’t initially take it seriously.

Now it seems this might not be a trivial matter.

"You knew that the East District only accepts newcomers and still sought me out?"

Mo Lin said to Yun Xue’xue slowly: "I’m a bit touched right now."

"Don’t get sentimental."

Yun Xue’xue waved it off with an exasperated tone: "It’s just because you saved me in the South District.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t have bothered."

Though the words came out like that, the pure friendship already overflowed in the tone.

Luo Xiaoxiao glanced at Yun Xue’xue, opened her mouth, as if wanting to say something.

Then hesitated, holding back her words.

Thinking it over, perhaps it’s better not to say anything.

If she says something she shouldn’t, Mo Lin’s mood might sour.

She knew very well; Yun Xue’xue only mentioned situations that were relatively positive.

Important, impending troublesome matters, Yun Xue’xue didn’t utter a word.

"Right, there’s trouble with Gen Family Business killing recklessly in Feng City.

It seems there’s been conflict with the local people over these killings."

Yun Xue’xue asked Mo Lin: "I feel his situation isn’t great; should we go see him?"

Yun Xue’xue knew Gen Family Business.

Both were Mo Lin’s friends, quite familiar.

"Gen Family Business, he doesn’t have any luck in his destiny, yet insists on seizing the Water God Black Tortoise Seal.

Wanting to defy fate, how could it be so easy?

If opportunities were simple to get, they wouldn’t be called opportunities.

It’s clearly a trap, and he’s foolish enough to jump into it."

Yun Xue’xue remarked mockingly.

But despite the mocking, there was a genuine desire to help.

Destiny is quite mystical.

But also very real.

Initially, Gen Family Business went to Shuiheng Mountain to seek the Black Tortoise Seal.

Mo Lin even got caught up in the Possession Seal because of Gen Family Business’s affairs.

"Let’s go see him."

Gen Family Business was indeed Mo Lin’s good friend.

Mo Lin naturally hoped for his well-being.

....

Feng City.

A man dressed in worn black clothes stood straight on the ground at the moment.

His movements appeared stiff.

His expression was listless, his skin pale like that of a corpse with no trace of color.

He slowly opened his eyes, the lackluster eyes flashing with a glimmer.

"Oh..I’m not dead yet.."

Gen Family Business looked at the blood on his arm, murmuring.

The medicine given by that person increased in dose.

Now his conscious moments were dwindling.

He felt his own body.

Clearly sensing that his body was hollowed out.

A vast force was supporting this body in a fight at his chest.

"What was I doing again?"

Gen Family Business thought for a moment and then said: "Oh..I came here to kill, for Alchemy.

Yes..kill for Alchemy.."

In the next instant, the gleam in his eyes disappeared, replaced by vacant, lifeless eyes.

Behind Gen Family Business, there was a pile of people more than a meter high.

They were all alive, still breathing.

Only their bodies were crippled by Gen Family Business, unable to move.

Like living corpses left at his mercy.

Gen Family Business raised his right hand, a ball of clear water appearing in his palm.

The next moment, the clear water shot out around him like arrows.

Arrows pierced through the chest of ordinary people, then pierced another’s chest.

Like skewers, stringing the group together.