"Heh heh..." Li Yuemei sneered coldly.

Then the group quickly returned to the foot of the mountain.

At this time, Li Wuya stood with his arms crossed, waiting for Li Yuemei and Li Gu to return.

Patriarch Li was sitting at the front.

"Show me what you've accomplished," Patriarch Li said leisurely.

Li Gu spoke first, "I caught two Nightmare Level Ghosts."

As he said this, Li Gu's face was filled with pride.

It seemed catching two Nightmare Level Ghosts was quite a rare feat.

It's no surprise he was so proud.

After all, finding two Nightmare Level Ghosts in three hours wasn't easy.

Those Nightmare Level Ghosts intentionally avoided people, making them hard to find.

Patriarch Li nodded with satisfaction, "Hmm, not bad."

"Big brother, what about you? How many ghosts did you catch?" Patriarch Li asked Li Wuya.

"I was a bit luckier than second brother; I caught three Nightmare Level Ghosts."

Upon hearing this, Li Gu unconsciously clenched his fists and snorted coldly.

Despite feeling unwilling, he had to admit it.

Li Gu then turned his gaze to Li Yuemei, "Third sister, you must have caught the least ghosts, right?"

"Did you catch one Nightmare Level Ghost, or did you not catch any at all?"

Li Gu wasn't too concerned, figuring he definitely wasn't the one who caught the least ghosts.

"We caught five Nightmare Level Ghosts," Mo Lin spoke first.

His voice wasn't loud, but everyone present heard him clearly.

Especially Li Gu, whose expression turned ferocious upon hearing Mo Lin's words.

His slim sense of superiority was shattered.

"Impossible... How could you, a Level Five Ghost-Controlling Master, catch five Nightmare Level Ghosts? Are you kidding me?"

Li Gu found it hard to accept.

He had a Level Six Ghost-Controlling Master and only caught two Nightmare Level Ghosts.

Why could Mo Lin catch five Nightmare Level Ghosts?

Li Gu's first reaction was disbelief.

He didn't believe it at all.

Even Li Wuya beside him cast a skeptical glance at Mo Lin.

A Level Five Ghost-Controlling Master, catching five Nightmare Level Ghosts?

This situation did seem a bit unbelievable.

How could a Level Five Ghost-Controlling Master catch more ghosts than a Level Six one?

It made no sense.

Seeing Li Gu's agitated attitude made Mo Lin quite pleased.

The smile wouldn't disappear; it would only shift.

"Nonsense... This guy must be lying," Li Gu said through gritted teeth again.

"You claim you caught five Nightmare Level Ghosts; prove it, show them to us."

Li Gu simply didn't acknowledge Mo Lin.

He figured Mo Lin was making things up.

Mo Lin calmly took out five small black balls from his pocket.

Then the balls scattered on the ground, and five Nightmare Ghosts appeared.

"Now do you believe? Short-sighted," Mo Lin mocked Li Gu.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Li Gu suddenly thought of something and said, "These must be ghosts you caught before... They can't be the ones you caught on the mountain."

He always found a suitable reason to criticize Mo Lin.

Li Gu certainly couldn't accept it.

His Level Six Ghost-Controlling Master only caught two Nightmare Level Ghosts, while Mo Lin, a Level Five Ghost-Controlling Master, caught five Nightmare Level Ghosts.

Completely unacceptable.

To think someone weaker than him caught more ghosts, how could he accept that?

"Enough," Patriarch Li said a single sentence, breaking the noisy atmosphere.

Li Gu wanted to say more, but upon hearing Patriarch Li's reprimand, he closed his mouth.

"These five ghosts were caught on the mountain, not ones Mo Lin caught before," Patriarch Li's words proved everything.

These Nightmare Level Ghosts were originally placed on the mountain by Patriarch Li.

That's why he recognized them.

Li Gu was as if struck by lightning, his eyes vacant.

Someone he looked down on the most had beaten him.

Li Gu gnashed his teeth, glaring at Mo Lin cruelly.

If looks could kill, his glare would have killed Mo Lin dozens of times.

Li Wuya was also quite shocked.

Under the same conditions, Mo Lin had caught double the ghosts they did.

"Are you mad? I just caught more ghosts than you," Mo Lin smirked.

Anyone could ridicule.

Li Gu was already angry, but hearing Mo Lin's words, Li Gu grew even angrier.

"Li Yuemei won this time," Patriarch Li announced leisurely.

Despite feeling unwilling, Li Gu and Li Wuya could only accept the truth.

"Father, what about the reward you mentioned earlier?" Li Yuemei asked Patriarch Li.

"I keep my word. Come, I'll take you to see the Netherworld's Nether Fire."

Mo Lin and Li Yuemei went to the Li Family together.

The Li Family was in the West Suburbs of Beihai.

It covered an area of at least over two thousand meters.

The Li Family had a back mountain.

Patriarch Li led Mo Lin and Li Wuya to the back mountain.

The two entered the cave.

A bone-chilling cold swept over them.

The further inside they went, the more real this cold felt.

Reaching the end.

Finally, they saw the Netherworld's Nether Fire.

The pitch-black flames were at the center.

A natural pit surrounded the flames.

Mo Lin couldn't help but swallow.

Compared to the Netherworld's Nether Fire, his Thunder Talisman felt like nothing.

Patriarch Li stepped forward, placed his hand on the flame, extracted a bit of it, and put it into a bottle.

"Here's your reward," Patriarch Li handed the bottle containing the Netherworld's Nether Fire to Li Yuemei.

Li Yuemei accepted the flame and thanked him, "Thank you, Father."

Mo Lin stared at the Netherworld's Nether Fire, a bit lost.

Seeing the Netherworld's Nether Fire in person, Mo Lin was even more determined.

This Netherworld's Nether Fire had to be his.

"Stop daydreaming," Li Yuemei's words pulled Mo Lin back to reality.

"Once I become the Patriarch's heir, I can give you this Netherworld's Nether Fire.

The condition is, you need to help me rise to the position of the Patriarch's heir."

Li Yuemei knew very well that becoming the Patriarch wouldn't be so easy.

Today's event was just a test from her father.

To truly become the Patriarch, there were more troubles waiting for her.

Like her two troublesome brothers.

"Don't worry, I'll definitely help you become the Li Family Master heir," Mo Lin stated confidently, patting his chest.

After leaving the back mountain, Li Yuemei handed the bottle containing the Netherworld's Nether Fire to Mo Lin.

"For me?" Mo Lin asked in confusion.

"There are quite a few people who want you dead right now. Holding onto this might come in handy," Li Yuemei said calmly to Mo Lin.

"Okay, thank you," Mo Lin accepted the gift without pretense.

Mo Lin didn't linger at the Li Family. After saying goodbye to Li Yuemei, he left.

On his way back to the hotel, Mo Lin was not idle.

He took out the five Nightmare Level Ghosts he had captured and placed them all inside the Ghost Suppression Book.

"Name: Zi Yinghao

Level: Nightmare

Skills: None

Netherworld Currency output: 800 units (per day)"

"Name: Mi

Level: Nightmare

Skills: None

Netherworld Currency output: 800 units (per day)"

.....

Successfully suppressed five Nightmare Level Ghosts.

Mo Lin's Netherworld Currency income doubled again.

Mo Lin now had a total of fourteen Nightmare Level Ghosts.

Daily Netherworld Currency income exceeded ten thousand units.

This amount, quite extraordinary.

A normal force would likely earn this amount in a year.

Mo Lin's daily income equaled a year's income for ordinary forces.

Terrifying when you think about it.

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