Catching Ghosts as Head of Yin Department-Chapter 616 - 614: Trampling on the Dignity of a God?

"Even though you are no longer the Child of Fortune, you are, after all, the source of three parts of the fortune."

"If you remain alive, the three parts of the fortune in the East District will keep revolving around you."

"The forces in the East District will never allow you to live."

The forces Lan Yuyan mentioned in the East District include the Evil Spirit, the Evil Buddha, and the Yellow Springs Realm.

"It's fine." Mo Lin coldly spat out these two words.

Mo Lin already knew what to do next in his heart.

Seeing Mo Lin say this, Lan Yuyan said no more.

"Now that we obtained the key to Seasonal Coins, when does it start?" Mo Lin asked Lan Yuyan, puzzled.

"It should be soon." Lan Yuyan speculated.

She only knew the general situation about Seasonal Coins; as for exactly when it would start, she truly had no idea.

At that moment, Mo Qi's fingers trembled slightly while unconscious, then he suddenly opened his eyes and sat up on the ground in an instant.

"Where's Chen Hai?" Mo Qi warily scanned his surroundings, and when he saw the pool of blood and flesh in the distance.

He immediately understood, Chen Hai was dead.

If Chen Hai weren't dead, he would not be alive.

Mo Qi collected the key in front of him, then coldly said to Mo Lin, "You should thank me; if I hadn't killed One-Vow Buddha, you wouldn't have been able to defeat Chen Hai.

And you definitely wouldn't have gotten the key to Seasonal Coins."

At that moment, Mo Lin's face turned dark.

That was truly shameless.

"What does my victory over Chen Hai have to do with you?" Mo Lin snorted coldly.

"If I hadn't used my Immortal Technique to kill One-Vow Buddha, do you think you could have killed Chen Hai?" Mo Qi questioned Mo Lin.

"My killing of Chen Hai has nothing to do with you." Mo Lin repeated once more.

"Heh..."

Mo Qi snorted coldly, believing that because he used an Upper Nine Streams Immortal Technique to slay One-Vow Buddha, Mo Lin could win.

He didn't know that his Immortal Technique didn't kill One-Vow Buddha.

Mo Lin didn't bother wasting words with Mo Qi; he'd rather do something meaningful than argue with him.

"Congratulations on obtaining the key to Seasonal Coins." In the distance, Tang Yu approached and congratulated Mo Lin and the others.

"How much do you know about Seasonal Coins?" Mo Lin asked Tang Yu.

"Never been there, I don't know."

Tang Yu honestly told Mo Lin, "I am just responsible for arranging for you all to participate in the trial; I don't know the specifics."

The specific matters about Seasonal Coins are probably only known to the higher-ups.

"Rumble..."

A thunderous sound resounded in the sky.

The sound was piercing.

A light screen descended in front, with golden light forming the shape of a ladder in mid-air.

At the end of the ladder was a golden door.

When Tang Yu saw the golden door, he showed a surprised expression before saying to Mo Lin, "This is the gate to Seasonal Coins.

Wishing all of you martial success."

Mo Lin unconsciously clenched his fists; at this moment, he even felt nervous.

Mo Qi was the first to ascend the stairs, then walked along the steps into the golden door.

Lan Yuyan and Mo Lin followed closely behind, stepping into the golden door together.

The instant Mo Lin stepped through the golden door, he felt enveloped by a warm sensation.

It was like the warmth of lying under a blanket during winter.

This was different from going to the Nightmare Realm before.

It felt more like a powerful force was pulling at Mo Lin. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

What came into view next was a vast, empty place.

All around was a field of white.

White fog spread beneath their feet, like ascending to the Immortal Palace.

Soon, they saw ahead a figure standing between heaven and earth.

A towering figure, head reaching the sky, feet firmly on the ground.

Dressed in an imperial yellow robe, standing in the distance.

Just one glance gave an overwhelming sense of intimidation.

More and more silhouettes entered one after another.

"Xin, you are truly amazing. Without your protection, we definitely wouldn't have secured our place here." A man in black thanked the woman in front of him.

The woman was dressed in a white gown, her hair neatly tied up, her look delicate and dainty, giving an ethereal vibe.

She attracted many gazes standing there.

"Hehe..."

The woman let out a chilling laugh, "We're all friends, no need to be so polite."

The woman's voice echoed in Mo Lin's ears.

Mo Lin's pupils suddenly contracted.

This voice, he could never forget in this lifetime.

A woman who changed Mo Lin's destiny.

Mo Lin looked in the direction of the voice.

Indeed, it was Xin Ziruo.

Xin Ziruo squinted her eyes, a blissful smile on her face.

At the moment he saw her, the suppressed fury in Mo Lin's heart erupted entirely.

If it weren't for this woman plotting on the Great Spirit Mountain, decapitating Mo Lin, his fortune would not have broken, nor would the subsequent troubles have arisen.

Xin Ziruo seemed to be favored by destiny itself, every time Mo Lin sought revenge, it would somehow be cleverly avoided.

"Xin Ziruo!" Mo Lin hissed through gritted teeth at Xin Ziruo.

His hoarse voice echoed in the air.

Xin Ziruo slowly turned, giving Mo Lin a cold glance, "So it's you...how are you not dead yet?

Not dead is also normal, after all, you are the first generation Destined Person, a bit of dumb luck is expected."

"Sister Xin, who is this person?" a man asked Xin Ziruo.

"An old acquaintance." Xin Ziruo replied coldly.

Her gaze was disdainful, not taking Mo Lin seriously at all.

This look was completely different from five years ago.

Five years ago, when she saw Mo Lin, her eyes somewhat held reverence or even timidity.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have avoided Mo Lin for so long.

But now, her eyes held no fear, only disdain and scorn.

"Since you are here, it is your chance, cherish this opportunity." Xin Ziruo coldly said to Mo Lin.

"Settling new and old scores together."

Mo Lin raised his right hand, and the Cyan Cloud Sword appeared instantly in his hand, staring intensely at Xin Ziruo, the next moment, he charged towards her.

As Mo Lin swung his sword, a terrifying aura surged out.

The pitch-black blade slashed towards Xin Ziruo.

There weren't many people here, probably fewer than thirty.

Those present showed astonished expressions as they saw Mo Lin actually making a move here.

This was the place of Seasonal Coins, who would dare to fight here?

Mo Lin was undoubtedly the first.

Xin Ziruo slightly furrowed her brows, never expecting Mo Lin to dare make a move against her here.

Xin Ziruo raised her right hand, with silvery Immortal Qi surging out; her slender fingers flicked on the blade of the Cyan Cloud Sword.

The Cyan Cloud Sword in Mo Lin's hand was jolted into a quiver, and Mo Lin himself was also shaken back.

A casual action easily blocked Mo Lin's assault.

Xin Ziruo was strong, much stronger than five years ago.

"I admit you're strong, but to kill me, you're not qualified."

Xin Ziruo showed Mo Lin a disdainful smile.

Her smile was like a silver needle stabbing into Mo Lin's chest.

The happier she smiled, the more unsettled Mo Lin felt inside.

Over the years, Mo Lin had been progressing, but likewise, Xin Ziruo had also been advancing.

"Today, I must kill you."

Mo Lin had a murderous intent, determined to kill Xin Ziruo at all costs.

"Kill me?"

Xin Ziruo sneered, pointing at the divine presence before Mo Lin, saying, "This is the place of Seasonal Coins; this divine being won't allow you to mess around."

If everyone could fight and kill here, wouldn't it be chaos?

Wouldn't that be trampling on the divine's dignity?