"Arrogant!"

"You've only had less than five years of Dao Practice, what are you going to fight us with?" A malicious ghost immediately noticed the clues and mocked Mo Lin.

"You think you can destroy us evil ghosts with just five years of Dao Practice? You're really bold." Another malicious ghost chimed in.

Qin Yuyu also frowned.

She could see that Mo Lin's Dao Power was only left with about five years.

This level of Dao Practice makes it quite difficult to eliminate all the ghosts here.

Mo Lin himself, however, remained calm.

There was not the slightest emotional fluctuation.

Previously in the Nightmare Realm, Mo Lin had consumed too much Dao Power.

Thus, the current situation of having less than five years of Dao Power.

Mo Lin slowly landed on the ground, retracting the Dharma Body of the True Monarch of Pure Origin and Profound Dao.

His Dao Power was too little to maintain the Dharma Body of the True Monarch of Pure Origin and Profound Dao.

"Let me introduce my new identity to you." Mo Lin said slowly.

These malicious ghosts did not act rashly; they just quietly watched Mo Lin.

"I am the direct disciple of the Three Nightmare Immortals."

A malicious ghost immediately smiled, "What direct disciple? Never heard of it."

As soon as the voice fell.

"Boom!"

A sound of an explosion rang out, and this malicious ghost's body self-exploded in mid-air.

The other malicious ghosts were all showing surprise at this moment.

Qin Yuyu was also very shocked.

At such a close distance, she didn't notice what had happened.

The only thing that could be confirmed was that the ghost's death had nothing to do with Mo Lin.

Mo Lin didn't do anything, and the ghost simply died.

"What did you do?" A malicious ghost questioned Mo Lin.

"Boom!"

This malicious ghost self-exploded again.

As if someone had squeezed it to death.

The same thing repeated.

The other three malicious ghosts were now all numb.

"Don't kill these three, capture them." Mo Lin said slowly, pointing to the three ghosts right in front of them.

An invisible force directly trapped the ghost in front of him.

The three ghosts were powerless to struggle.

Mo Lin took out the Ghost Suppression Book to suppress the first ghost.

Name: Shi Hu

Level: Disaster Level

Nether Life: 13 years

Netherworld Currency Output: 80,000 per day

Eighty thousand Netherworld Currency a day.

Oh my gosh...

Seeing this astonishing income, Mo Lin was completely shocked.

Wow... I've struck it rich.. I've really struck it rich this time.

Eight thousand Netherworld Currency a day, that's two hundred and forty thousand Netherworld Currency a month.

Nearly three million Netherworld Currency a year.

This is outrageous.

And this is just the income from one Disaster Level ghost.

If a few more Disaster Level ghosts were captured, Mo Lin's income would multiply several times.

Name: Zhong Hongfei

Level: Disaster Level

Nether Life: 15 years

Netherworld Currency Output: 80,000 per day

Name: Ping Xingshui

Level: Disaster Level

Nether Life: 9 years

Netherworld Currency Output: 80,000 per day

Three Disaster Level ghosts.

This means Mo Lin's daily income increased by 240,000 Netherworld Currency.

At least from now on, Mo Lin would have more Netherworld Currency than he could ever spend.

Previously, Mo Lin also encountered many Disaster Level ghosts.

But back then, Mo Lin couldn't suppress those Disaster Level ghosts. Part of it was because those ghosts were quite special.

There's also the part because Mo Lin wasn't strong enough, he could only kill the opponent and had no way to suppress them.

But now it's different, with the help of the Three Nightmare Immortals, Mo Lin can easily capture these Disaster Level ghosts.

Mo Lin did not know where the limit of the Three Nightmare Immortals lay.

Anyway, dealing with Disaster Level ghosts was easy for her.

"I'm leaving.. if you run into trouble, just call me."

A voice echoed in the air.

Just hearing this voice, Qin Yuyu felt all the hairs on her body stand up.

This feeling was even more terrifying than when she met Tang Wuqi before.

She looked at Mo Lin and felt that she could not understand him even more.

Suppressing five Disaster Level ghosts in one move.

It's a bit outrageous.

"Are you okay?" Qin Yuyu stepped forward and asked Mo Lin.

"I'm fine.. not only am I fine, I even turned misfortune into a blessing."

"Why did you suddenly disappear before? Why did you go to the Nightmare Realm?" Qin Yuyu was very curious and asked Mo Lin.

"I don't know the specifics, but one thing I'm sure of is that someone wanted to kill me."

This is beyond doubt.

"By the way, I have something to tell you, the Cyan Dragon is dead, killed by Tang Wuqi." Qin Yuyu said slowly to Mo Lin.

Mo Lin's hair stood on end instantly.

It felt like a dream returning to the Nightmare Realm.

Seeing Mo Lin's vigilant look, Qin Yuyu asked again: "What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing."

"I don't know why, but Tang Wuqi did not die." Qin Yuyu said another sentence.

The Nightmare Realm is quite interesting.

Although many things in the Nightmare Realm are fake, some things in the Nightmare Realm were indeed foreshadowed.

For instance, things about Tang Wuqi.

And, for example, the death of the Cyan Dragon.

The Nightmare Realm also talked about these things.

"Do you have anything you want to say?" Qin Yuyu asked Mo Lin.

Mo Lin thought for a moment and said to Qin Yuyu: "Go back and remind your grandfather, he might be hanged."

"Huh?"

Qin Yuyu widened her eyes and stared at Mo Lin.

Mo Lin's expression was very serious, and she realized Mo Lin wasn't joking.

Qin Yuyu didn't ask much more and directly turned and left.

"Uncle! You're finally back, my grandfather and the others..." Tears welled up in Wei Xun's eyes.

"I know, I will resolve everything."

Mo Lin comforted Wei Xun.

Then Mo Lin and Wei Xun went to the courtyard of the Pure Origin and Profound Dao Hall.

Mo Lin stood before Wei Fu and several elders of the Pure Origin and Profound Dao Hall.

Mo Lin opened a black bottle.

The small figure in the bottle returned to these people's bodies.

Wei Fu suddenly opened his eyes, beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

At the same time, the other elders also woke up.

"Grandfather... You're awake?" Wei Xun was shocked.

She thought her grandfather would never wake up again.

Seeing this scene made her quite emotional.

"Hmm... I'm fine." Wei Fu nodded and replied.

"Elder Wei, thank you for saving my life." Mo Lin thanked Wei Fu.

Not to mention everything else.

Just Wei Fu saving him deserved his gratitude.

"As long as you're fine."

Wei Fu patted Mo Lin on the shoulder without saying much.

As if his near demise was not something worth mentioning.

"Let's go, to the main hall, and talk about you being plotted against and entering the Nightmare Realm."

Wei Fu invited Mo Lin to the main hall.

Wei Xun also followed into the main hall.

"These matters, just ask him and you'll know."

Mo Lin called out a name, "Zhong Hongfei."

A black ghost shadow appeared in front of Mo Lin.

A Disaster Level ghost.

"Master..." Zhong Hongfei greeted Mo Lin respectfully.

The ghosts suppressed by the Ghost Suppression Book showed special respect to Mo Lin and never opposed any of Mo Lin's orders.

Mo Lin had known this for a long time.

Seeing Mo Lin suddenly summon a ghost, Wei Fu showed a surprised expression.

Wei Xun was also very surprised.

"Ghost-Controlling Master?" Wei Fu exclaimed.

"Sort of." Mo Lin nodded.

"You really opened my eyes."

It was the first time Wei Fu realized that a practitioner could also be a Ghost-Controlling Master.

Such a strange thing he encountered for the first time.

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