The golden font on the first page of the Ghost Suppression Book changed.
[Capture fifteen ghosts, reward a Ten Thousand Destruction Immortal Suppression Talisman.]
The number of ghosts to be captured was reduced from the previous twenty to fifteen.
Capture fifteen more ghosts, and you can get the Ten Thousand Destruction Immortal Suppression Talisman.
Mo Lin now has high hopes for the Ten Thousand Destruction Immortal Suppression Talisman.
This thing, with such a domineering name.
It must be very powerful.
After returning to the hotel, Mo Lin didn't idle around.
He started working on crafting the Ghost Artifact.
Piece by piece of Netherworld Currency turned into Nether Qi in Mo Lin's hands, then condensed into a Ghost Artifact under Mo Lin's control.
Pretty simple, just an assembly line operation.
Ghost-Controlling Society.
A burly man pushed open the door and walked into the hall of the Ghost-Controlling Society.
A strong smell of blood emanated from him.
As soon as he entered, everyone's eyes automatically gathered on him.
"Where is Mo Lin?" the burly man loudly asked.
Everyone around was staring vigilantly at this man.
"Shen Zimin, what are you doing here? Causing trouble again?" Zheng Nan frowned and asked when he saw the burly man.
"Don't look at me like that, I'm not here to cause trouble." Shen Zimin explained.
"If you're not here to cause trouble, then what are you here for?"
No wonder Zheng Nan was so wary.
Shen Zimin was a sixth-level Ghost-Controlling Master and had previously caused trouble at the Ghost-Controlling Society.
At that time, several people offended him and got beaten up badly.
This guy's personality is not good at all.
"None of your business, where is Mo Lin?" Shen Zimin asked again.
Then he saw a familiar figure not far away.
Shen Zimin pushed Zheng Nan aside and walked straight towards Mo Lin.
When he reached Mo Lin, he put away his fierce expression and replaced it with a fawning smile.
"Lord Mo, hello!" Perhaps because he doesn't smile often, Shen Zimin's smile was very stiff.
Zheng Nan was originally going to stop Shen Zimin, but when he saw the fawning smile on Shen Zimin's face, he was stunned.
What's going on?
Wasn't Shen Ziming here to cause trouble?
Why so polite?
Not only was Zheng Nan surprised.
Everyone around was looking at Mo Lin with curious eyes.
Not just anyone can have a sixth-level Ghost-Controlling Master treat them so politely.
"Is there something?" Mo Lin asked Shen Zimin.
"Um... you previously said that the reward for killing someone from the Xing Family is real, right?" Shen Zimin asked Mo Lin.
"It's true." Mo Lin nodded in response.
The bounty order Mo Lin previously mentioned certainly stands.
Yesterday, he crafted Ghost Artifacts all night to use as rewards.
Zheng Zimin's eyes gleamed with a flash of light as he quickly said, "I captured three people from the Xin Family."
"You previously said one life, one Ghost Artifact, you're not kidding, right?"
"Of course it's true."
Mo Lin walked into a room, opened a cardboard box, took out three Ghost Artifacts, and handed them to Zheng Zimin.
"I keep my word."
"WOC..."
Zheng Zimin couldn't help but burst out in amazement.
Three Ghost Artifacts, each one a Top-Grade Ghost Artifact.
These three Ghost Artifacts are worth ten thousand Netherworld Coins.
Zheng Zimin could never save up that many Netherworld Coins in his lifetime.
As a sixth-level Ghost-Controlling Master, he knows how hard it is to earn Netherworld Coins.
Zheng Zimin carefully set the Ghost Artifacts on the ground, afraid of damaging them.
Zheng Zimin looked at the three Ghost Artifacts in front of him with a smile that couldn't close his mouth.
He looked again at Mo Lin.
Mo Lin's expression was impassive.
Casually giving away three Ghost Artifacts, it seemed as if he were giving away cabbages.
Absolutely indifferent.
He sneaked a glance at the box Mo Lin had opened earlier.
Inside, there were at least dozens more Ghost Artifacts.
Zheng Zimin gasped.
Xin Lang messed with the wrong person and would have to pay the price.
"Stop acting like you've never seen the world, will you? It's just a few Ghost Artifacts. Do you have to be so excited over it?" Mo Lin remarked to Zheng Zimin.
"Right, right... Lord Mo is right... I lack experience." Zheng Zimin admitted frankly.
He truly was a little inexperienced.
"Do you need to confirm their identities?" Zheng Zimin asked Mo Lin politely.
"No need."
Mo Lin didn't think that a sixth-level Ghost-Controlling Master would randomly catch people to deceive him.
Not likely!
"Lord Mo, I won't disturb you any further, you must be busy!" Zheng Zimin politely excused himself from Mo Lin.
When leaving, he took all three Ghost Artifacts with him.
As for the three people he brought, they were killed the moment he left the Ghost-Controlling Society.
The bounty from Mo Lin was for the lives of these Xin Family members, Mo Lin didn't need living people.
As for these unfortunate people from the Xin Family, it can only be said they deserved it.
Karma.
The way of heaven is fair, who can escape it?
Xin Lang committed numerous evil deeds, killing countless people to raise a Deadly Level ghost.
These things can only be said to be his retribution.
Zheng Zimin had no sympathy.
Being all alone, he wasn't afraid of Xin Lang's revenge.
An opportunity to earn money like this couldn't be missed.
At the doorway, a man in a black jacket teased Zheng Zimin, "Zheng Zimin, you wouldn't really have killed people from the Xin Family, would you?"
"That's right, I killed them." Zheng Zimin answered frankly.
"You're really crazy, offending Xin Lang? Aren't you afraid of Xin Lang's revenge?" the man in black jacket criticized again.
"I didn't want to either, but the key is that Lord Mo gave too much... I couldn't resist!" Zheng Zimin retorted.
"Did that guy really give you Netherworld Coins?" Qiao Wuran asked curiously.
"He didn't give me Netherworld Coins." Zheng Zimin said leisurely.
"Tch... I knew Mo Lin was talking nonsense, saying kill a Xin Family member and get a Top-Grade Ghost Artifact, it was all bullshit, good thing I didn't fall for it." Qiao Wuran interjected.
"He didn't give me Netherworld Coins, but he gave me three Ghost Artifacts, if you want Netherworld Coins, you probably can get them too." Zheng Zimin said slowly.
"Ah... that guy really gave Ghost Artifacts?" Qiao Wuran asked in surprise.
"Yes, he gave them." Zheng Zimin said as he took out the three Ghost Artifacts Mo Lin had given him.
"This guy is really rich." Qiao Wuran exclaimed, then placed his hands behind his back and quietly watched Zheng Zimin leave.
Until Zheng Zimin's figure completely disappeared from his sight.
Only then did he pull a man from the side.
"Sorry, brother, I didn't want to offend the Xin Family either, but mainly it's because Mo Lin gave too much."
So Qiao Wuran walked into the Ghost-Controlling Society.
As soon as he walked in, he saw Mo Lin tidying up something.
"Lord Mo..." Qiao Wuran greeted Mo Lin.
"I've come to collect my reward."
"Killed how many people from the Xin Family?" Mo Lin asked Qiao Wuran.
"One..." When he said this, for some reason Qiao Wuran felt a little ashamed.
He was smart and took out a photo he had just taken.
In the photo, the dead person was from the Xin Family.
"You want Netherworld Coins or Ghost Artifacts?"
"Just give me Netherworld Coins." Qiao Wuran said sheepishly.
Mo Lin slowly took out thirty thousand Netherworld Coins and handed them to Qiao Wuran.
The moment he truly received the thirty thousand Netherworld Coins, he couldn't hide his excitement.
The person in front of him really kept his word.
Thirty thousand Netherworld Coins, Qiao Wuran would have to capture ghosts for two years, working himself to death, to earn that many Netherworld Coins.
"Lord Mo, you must be busy, I'll leave first."
After Qiao Wuran left the Ghost-Controlling Society, a murderous intent surged in his eyes.
"Xin Lang, I'm really sorry, I didn't want to trouble you either, but Lord Mo gave too much."
You should know, Mo Lin's rewards had no upper limit.
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