"Mo Lin, please don't kill me... Let me go." The female Yin Division ghost pleaded anxiously.
"Now you want to leave? It's too late," Mo Lin sneered. "I gave you a choice before. You made the wrong one, and now you must face the consequences."
The Ghost Mother's hand slowly rose.
Gong Xiu's body twisted in the air, contorting into a twisted, knot-like shape.
Though Gong Xiu hadn't died yet, Mo Lin reacted violently.
"Pfft..." Mo Lin coughed up blood...
The Ghost Mother stopped immediately.
"Master... Are you all right? I won't act again... I just wanted to test how much power I could use…" The Ghost Mother anxiously comforted Mo Lin.
At that moment, Mo Lin was relieved he had summoned her. Had it been any of the other ghosts, the consequences would have been dire.
Those other ghosts would not hesitate to unleash their full power without regard for Mo Lin's life.
The Ghost Mother's power stemmed from Mo Lin.
At present, Mo Lin's strength was insufficient to fully enable her power.
Had she forced it earlier, Mo Lin would likely have been severely injured—or worse.
With a wave of her hand, the Ghost Mother grabbed the female Yin Division ghost, crushed her into a ball, and shoved her into a black jar.
As for Gong Xiu, she left that to Mo Lin to handle.
"That ghost is so special... Can you give her to me?" The Ghost Mother pointed at Bing Yu with a soft voice.
Bing Yu trembled violently in fear.
"No." Mo Lin rejected firmly.
Bing Yue was his trump card, the most powerful ghost in his possession.
Besides, he had invested tens of thousands of ghostly coins into Bing Yu—there was no way he would give her to the Ghost Mother.
"That's a shame... Well, I suppose..." The Ghost Mother sighed softly.
"Now then, is it my turn to make a wish?" Her shimmering eyes locked onto Mo Lin.
It was the rule...
Summon a ghost, then fulfill their request.
Mo Lin couldn't refuse such a request.
As long as their demand wasn't unreasonable, it would align with his will.
"Mm... Go ahead," Mo Lin said.
"Find my sister... Her name is Yuan Qi... After you find her, kill her..." The Ghost Mother spoke with a smile.
"Your sister?" Mo Lin felt a sudden headache. It was the first time he'd heard of the Ghost Mother having a sister.
"Yes... She's alive."
"Back then, to fight for family inheritance, she burned me alive... I can still sense her presence—she's still alive. I want you to kill her for me," the Ghost Mother explained slowly.
"Alright... I understand." Mo Lin nodded in agreement.
Mo Lin was truly overwhelmed by trouble.
"If there's nothing else, let me return now," the Ghost Mother said, noticing Mo Lin's discomfort, offering to leave.
She had hoped to stay a little longer, to enjoy the atmosphere of the mortal realm.
But unfortunately, Mo Lin's body couldn't bear it.
"Mm..." Mo Lin nodded in reply.
The Ghost Mother suddenly remembered something and reminded Mo Lin, "Master, the ghost within you should be coming out soon... Among us five ghosts, it's his turn next. Be careful, that ghost…"
"I know." Mo Lin took a deep breath and nodded.
"Well then, I shall leave!"
The Ghost Mother reached into Mo Lin's mouth and vanished.
The sight was rather unsettling.
At the moment she left, Mo Lin's pale face slowly regained some color.
He hadn't wanted to use the Five Viscera Ghost Summoning technique, but in the end, he had no choice.
Troublesome...
The reason Mo Lin hadn't used it earlier was because he wasn't strong enough.
He would only use it in extreme circumstances.
Once the Ghost Mother vanished, Mo Lin collapsed to the ground, drenched in sweat, his body drained as if it had been emptied.
Right now, Mo Lin couldn't even summon his Yin Qi.
"Ice Jade, kill him," Mo Lin commanded.
In the next moment, Bing Yu appeared in front of Gong Xiu and tore him apart with her hands.
Meanwhile, Chen Xi and the other ghosts moved forward and consumed Gong Xiu…
Chen Xi had a particular fondness for eating ghosts.
The matter was finally settled.
As for the people from the Copper Coin Taoist Temple, they were all taken by Li Bingyan and locked away.
The Jinci Hall was now in ruins.
Aside from the main hall, all the other buildings had collapsed.
"Are you alright?" Li Bingyan cautiously asked Mo Lin.
"I'm fine... I probably need to rest for a few days," Mo Lin replied weakly, as his body was in terrible condition and needed recovery.
"Although you're not in good shape, there's something I need to tell you."
"Just now... the Fire Talisman Taoist already knows about your Thunder Talisman, and the Thunder Talisman Taoist Temple also knows," Li Bingyan kindly reminded Mo Lin, "These people may come looking for trouble."
"..." Mo Lin felt speechless.
The speed at which information spread was astonishing.
"What are you going to do?" Li Bingyan asked.
"Let them come. If they dare, I'll deal with them accordingly," Mo Lin said slowly and nonchalantly.
"Alright, then I'll leave your matters to you," Li Bingyan said, trusting Mo Lin's strength.
After all, Mo Lin had just demonstrated his power thoroughly.
"I've captured the people from the Copper Coin Taoist Temple," Li Bingyan said, pointing to those shackled individuals.
"Mm-hmm." Mo Lin nodded.
Li Bingyan then took them away.
The commotion from today had been huge. Before leaving, Mo Lin gave Li Hui three thousand ghostly coins as compensation for the repairs.
Having finished these matters, Mo Lin returned home.
Summoning the Ghost Mother had drained all his Yin Qi, and for at least the next half month, he wouldn't be able to use his ghost-catching abilities.
Without absolute strength, Mo Lin would not summon those other ghosts again.
The Ghost Mother had a good temperament. When dealing with Gong Xiu, she had refrained from attacking after seeing Mo Lin cough up blood.
After all, these ghosts consumed Mo Lin's physical energy.
But the other ghosts were not so kind-hearted.
They only cared about themselves.
They wouldn't care if Mo Lin died.
Mo Lin was somewhat fortunate.
At least, he only experienced a slight backlash.
Until he had enough strength to control these other ghosts, he wouldn't use the Five Viscera Ghost Summoning technique again.
It was simply too dangerous.
Mo Lin took a taxi and found a hotel to rest.
That night, he slept comfortably, finally solving the Ghost Domain issue, and avenging the Ghost Messengers.
"You think... Brother Mo is alright?"
"Should be fine…"
"I heard the fight was intense! They even demolished Jinci Hall."
"That's why the house was shaking last night... I thought it was an earthquake. Now, I realize it must have been Mo Lin's battle."
Mo Lin, half-asleep, overheard the conversation in the hotel lobby.
"Who is it?" Mo Lin called out toward the door.
"Brother Mo, it's me... Fu Wansan," Fu Wansan respectfully said from the door.
"And me... I'm Zhuang Ruo," another man followed.
"Come in," Mo Lin replied slowly.
Fu Wansan and Zhuang Ruo hurriedly entered the hotel.
"Brother Mo, are you alright?"
"I heard you coughed up blood yesterday?" Fu Wansan asked, his concern almost like that of a family member.