These ghosts are not some low-level ghosts.

They're all Nightmare Level ghosts.

Li Hui froze and exclaimed, "Mo, this is a bit ridiculous!"

He's already being very tactful using the word ridiculous.

Playing summoning games here?

These are Nightmare Level ghosts, summoning them at will?

No restrictions at all?

Are Nightmare Level ghosts just like cabbages?

Can they be brought in casually?

What's even more absurd.

These ghosts seem to be very obedient.

"Has this guy gotten so strong?" Qingyun, from afar, exclaimed upon seeing Mo Lin summon so many Nightmare Level ghosts.

Remember when he first met Mo Lin, Mo Lin didn't even have a single Nightmare Level ghost.

It's only been a few months since he last saw Mo Lin, and now Mo Lin has so many Nightmare Level ghosts.

He can't comprehend it.

Signing contracts with so many Nightmare Level ghosts.

How can Mo Lin's body endure it?

A normal person signing contracts with two Nightmare Level ghosts is already the limit.

What Mo Lin has done is beyond the limit... Beyond the limit of the limits.

Unscientific....

Ridiculous.. beyond ridiculous.

The moment Chen Xi and his group of ghosts appeared, the atmosphere at the scene was very oppressive.

The once slightly spacious Jin Ancestral Hall now seemed a bit crowded.

Chen Xi was the first to act, charging towards an evil ghost.

Meanwhile, Chu Xing and these ghosts also began to act.

Each displayed their Ghost Skills.

The scene was chaotic in battle.

A terrifying force spread outwards.

Mo Lin battled with the Craft Cultivator once again, Mo Lin still held the upper hand.

Each of Mo Lin's moves employed different Ghost Skills, making the Craft Cultivator repeatedly retreat.

From the perspective of Yun Qing and others.

It's nothing less than a battle of divine beings and demons.

Ghost Shadows flickered throughout the scene.

The arm of a ghost was cut off but quickly regrew, rejoining the fight.

"Kid, just die."

The Craft Cultivator caught Mo Lin's flaw, flashing behind Mo Lin, and swung his cane forcefully towards Mo Lin's chest.

The Craft Cultivator had just teleported to Mo Lin's back, catching Mo Lin off guard.

At that moment, Bing Yu suddenly appeared behind Mo Lin, blocking the Craft Cultivator's attack for him.

Congratulations, the Craft Cultivator's cane pierced Bing Yu's chest.

Bing Yu's body gradually dimmed, a hole appeared in her chest.

This is the disparity in strength.

The Craft Cultivator is a being on the same level as Mo Lin.

Bing Yu was already doing well by blocking his attack.

Mo Lin took out Netherworld Currency, it seemed to be about one thousand coins.

The Netherworld Currency turned into a puff of Nether Qi in the air and poured into Bing Yu's body.

The wound on Bing Yu's body gradually closed, and the injury recovered immediately.

This seemingly simple operation is indeed simple.

Of course... the prerequisite is having Netherworld Currency.

The Craft Cultivator stepped back, admitting one thing.

Mo Lin is really tricky.

Not someone who can be easily dealt with.

"Mo Lin... Today, I'm going to show you what despair really feels like."

As his voice fell, the Craft Cultivator beckoned at three ghosts in the distance.

The three ghosts ceased fighting and swiftly appeared before the Craft Cultivator.

At the same time, the Craft Cultivator shook his sleeve.

Two Little Ghosts fell from his sleeve.

These two ghosts were Horror Level ghosts.

He raised his hand, a burst of black Ghost Qi emerged.

This Ghost Qi had sharp howls, cries for help, and the screams of babies.

Anyone unaware would think they'd entered a living hell.

The Craft Cultivator injected this Ghost Qi into the body of one ghost.

This ghost's body was covered in bubbles.

Like boiling water producing bubbles, then exploding.

The body gradually enlarged, expression fierce.

A terrifying aura centered around this ghost spread outwards.

This ghost was cultivated into a Nightmare Level.

Then the Craft Cultivator used the same method to inject Ghost Qi into the body of another ghost.

Then that ghost also became Nightmare Level.

The Craft Cultivator now possessed six Nightmare Level ghosts under his command.

"Is this it..."

Mo Lin showed a slight frivolous smile, "You call this despair?"

"Cultivating two Nightmare Level ghosts, supposed to make me feel despair?"

"Do you think I can't do it?"

Mo Lin waved his hand, summoning Xue.

Xue's current level was Ordinary Level.

Mo Lin directly took out Netherworld Currency, worth about ten thousand coins.

The Netherworld Currency transformed into a puff of Nether Qi in the air, pouring into Xue's body.

"Ah..." Xue let out a terrifying scream.

Her aura began to rise.

Danger Level.

Dangerous Level.

Horror Level.

Nightmare Level.

Until her aura reached Nightmare Level, then it stopped.

"Song Village."

Mo Lin summoned another ghost; this ghost was Horror Level.

Mo Lin took out thirty thousand Netherworld Currency, which transformed into Nether Qi in the air, then poured into Song Village's body.

Song Village's aura rose, stepping into Nightmare Level.

The second Nightmare Level ghost appeared.

There's really no difficulty, just throwing money at it.

The Craft Cultivator's expression turned livid.

He hadn't expected Mo Lin would have such a skill.

Seems like King Yan's old folks taught Mo Lin everything without reservation.

Imparting him with all techniques.

"Damn..."

Is that how you make Nightmare Level ghosts?

"It's like ridiculous opened the door of ridiculousness, and came home."

"So this is the true use of Netherworld Currency?" Qingyun exclaimed in amazement at the shocking scene before him.

He witnessed firsthand how Nightmare Level ghosts were born!

Why can Netherworld Currency be used like this?

Learned something new.

Mo Lin effortlessly crushed the Craft Cultivator's group of ghosts.

"Is it not over yet? What's he doing now?" Qingyun exclaimed as he saw Mo Lin continue to act.

Mo Lin took out Netherworld Currency again.

His Netherworld Currency wasn't taken from his pocket; they were taken from the Ghost Suppression Book.

All his Netherworld Currency had been stored in the Ghost Suppression Book beforehand.

So when Mo Lin wanted Netherworld Currency, it only took a thought to get it from the Ghost Suppression Book.

Ten Thousand Netherworld Coins appeared in front of Mo Lin.

The Netherworld Currency turned into Nether Qi in the air, pouring into Bing Yu's body.

The color of Bing Yu's body gradually deepened, her gaze even more lively.

But that wasn't the end.

Mo Lin continued throwing Netherworld Currency.

Ten thousand..

Twenty thousand..

Thirty thousand...

These were all Mo Lin's assets.

Others fight for life, Mo Lin fights with expenditure.

Bing Yu's body emitted a cracking sound.

As if a shackle had been broken.

Her body enlarged in mid-air.

She crossed a threshold, stepping into Deadly Level.

Deadly Level ghost!

Her appearance once again changed the battlefield.

The Craft Cultivator, who was arrogant moments ago, was now speechless.

As for why Mo Lin didn't cultivate a second Deadly Level ghost, it's simple.

No money!

Ran out of Netherworld Currency.

Deadly Level ghosts aren't cultivated casually.

Mo Lin cultivated Bing Yu mainly because her level was already very high, near the breakthrough threshold.

So Mo Lin chose to cultivate her.

Shocking!

Incredible!

Mind-blowing.

Assembly line operation?

Making Deadly Level ghosts on site?

Qingyun even wondered if Mo Lin's method makes him invincible?

Such high level ghosts being made!

Who would believe it?

Netherworld Currency!

Where did Mo Lin get so much Netherworld Currency?

Could Mo Lin print Netherworld Currency?

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