Even if the Copper Coin Taoist Temple has connections and influence, it is confined to Beihai.But here, in Yun Chuan, the Ghost-Control Society is like a dominant force on its home turf.
The old man with white hair looked distinctly displeased."Younger brother, what do you intend to do?" he questioned, his voice sharp.
"This is a question I should be asking you. What do you Copper Coin Taoist Temple want? Why do you keep causing trouble for me?" Mo Lin retorted coldly, glaring at the old man.
"Causing trouble for you?" The old man appeared puzzled.
Mo Lin, irritated by the pointless exchange, coldly responded, "I am here to deal with Yuan Hui, not to waste time with you. Stay out of it."
Mo Lin moved to step forward, but the old man, without a hint of understanding, blocked his path again.
"Yuan Hui is one of ours. Let this matter go," the old man insisted. "I will have him apologize to you."
"Get lost," Mo Lin growled impatiently.
The white-haired old man stood resolutely before Mo Lin."Your nightmare-grade ghost is useless against me," he said, brimming with confidence, believing his strength was untouchable by such forces.
"You have great confidence in your abilities?" Mo Lin sneered, the edge of his lips curling up.
"I am confident in my strength. Let's not discuss other matters, but as far as dealing with you, I am more than capable," the old man boasted once more.
Mo Lin's eyes narrowed, a flash of cold light glinting in them."Is that so?" he said quietly. "Today, I am eager to see what 'more than capable' really means."
With those words, Mo Lin swiftly drew a lightning talisman, pinching it between his index and middle fingers. The moment he did, crackling electricity enveloped his entire body, transforming him into a living blade of lightning, charging directly toward the old man.
The moment the old man saw the talisman, he froze, a look of disbelief and confusion on his face.
Before the old man could react, Mo Lin was already upon him.
The old man swung his copper coin sword to block, but Mo Lin grasped it with his right hand. The two forces collided with an earth-shattering sound.
Boom!
The copper coin sword shattered violently, unable to withstand the overwhelming power of the lightning. The old man staggered back, forced to release his grip and retreat a full meter.
Mo Lin, seizing the opportunity, drove his foot into the old man's chest, sending him crashing back, the lightning surging through the old man's body with each jolt.
The old man collapsed onto the ground, his ability to continue fighting completely drained. His copper coin ghost-slaying sword was only a counterfeit, clearly incapable of standing up to such force.
Against true lightning talismans, only items of the same caliber, like a genuine ghost-slaying sword or a fire talisman, could withstand the onslaught.
The old man had never expected Mo Lin to possess such a weapon.
At this level, only a true Taoist Master could confront someone like Mo Lin.
Of course, even a Taoist Master would not necessarily be able to gain the upper hand in the face of such raw power.
Mo Lin had another advantage—youth.
Lin Xi's pupils dilated in awe, her eyes shimmering with excitement."What... what is this..." she exclaimed, as though she had stumbled upon a treasure.
"Lightning talisman? My goodness..." she gasped, rushing up to Mo Lin in disbelief. "Mo Lin, is this really a lightning talisman?"
She had heard of them, but this was the first time she had witnessed one in person, and it left her utterly astonished.
"Yes, it's real."
"Wow... You're amazing..." Lin Xi couldn't help but throw Mo Lin an admiring look.
At that moment, she thought to herself, with the nightmare-grade ghost and the lightning talisman... was there anything that could stand against him? He was invincible.
Suddenly, Lin Xi's smile faded.Wait a minute...A lightning talisman? A nightmare-grade ghost? A Ghost Master?
"Mo Lin... are you serious?" Lin Xi asked, her face full of disbelief, her mind struggling to keep up with the complexity of it all.
"Isn't everything supposed to follow certain rules?" she muttered to herself.
"What's the matter?" Mo Lin asked, perplexed.
"How did you do it? Why are you a Ghost Master and able to use a lightning talisman?" Lin Xi asked, her eyes wide, unable to comprehend.
"This doesn't make sense!"
Mo Lin was left speechless, slightly embarrassed.Why did it feel like both Lin Xi and Feng Mingyu loved using the phrase "This doesn't make sense"? They really were cut from the same cloth.
"You don't get it. The end of science is metaphysics..." Mo Lin explained.
"Do you think I can do it?" Lin Xi asked him, eager to follow in his footsteps—using both Ghost Master abilities and Taoist techniques.
"No," Mo Lin bluntly replied, his words leaving Lin Xi deflated.
She pouted, clearly unsatisfied.Why was there such a vast difference between them? They were both human!
Mo Lin ignored Lin Xi's complaints and turned to scold the white-haired old man."Old man, do you truly think you're invincible? I'll let you go today, but you better take a message back to your Copper Coin Taoist Temple's master."
"What message?" the old man asked, still defiant.
"If I ever go to Beihai, I will destroy your Copper Coin Taoist Temple," Mo Lin declared, his voice cold.
"You..." The old man started to respond but then paused, swallowing his words."Do you have some deep hatred with us? Is that why you speak so harshly?" he demanded.
"Of course there's hatred. The grudge is deep," Mo Lin replied with conviction.He could never forget what happened yesterday.The Copper Coin Taoist Temple had aligned with the Ghost Domain to deal with him.If it hadn't been for Li Bingyan and the Ghost-Control Society intervening, he might have already been dead.
"Grabbing ghosts?" Mo Lin sneered. "You joined forces with the Ghost Domain? Is that what you call grabbing ghosts?"
The old man's pupils contracted in shock, his expression one of utter disbelief."What nonsense are you speaking? Stop making things up!"
The old man was visibly panicked.
"Get lost... and don't forget the message I gave you," Mo Lin commanded, growing impatient.
The old man slowly rose, casting a glance at Yuan Hui.He wanted to help, but his power was insufficient. With a resigned sigh, he turned and walked away.
"Master..." Yuan Hui called out, but the old man ignored him and left.
Yuan Hui's face turned ashen, his spirit deflated.
Mo Lin yanked him by the hair and dragged him toward Hong Yan Xun."Release her seal," he ordered.
"Alright..." Yuan Hui reluctantly complied.
"Don't try anything funny, or I'll kill you."
Yuan Hui shivered slightly but began removing the seal.
While undoing the seal, Yuan Hui muttered to himself."When did such a ruthless person appear in Yun Chuan? This is insane. Controlling nightmare-grade ghosts and kicking my master... this is absurd!"
"Sorry, Hong Jie!" he whined, now pleading with Hong Yan Xun. "I didn't know your friend was this fierce."