Catching Ghosts as Head of Yin Department-Chapter 517 - 515: Acquiring the Immortal Ghost Skill
Qian Youyou’s attitude was very humble.
Actually, she really had no grievances with Mo Lin.
"I heard the Burial Immortal Organization people are very cruel; if it’s women who get caught, I wonder if they’ll be mistreated." Mo Lin murmured.
Upon hearing this sentence, Qian Youyou couldn’t help but shiver.
She had her wits about her; if she were truly captured by the Burial Immortal Organization, the outcome would not be good.
Thinking about those images, Qian Youyou’s face turned deathly pale with fright.
For now, she had no intention of leaving here.
Staying with Mo Lin was somewhat safer; if she were alone, it would be very dangerous.
"I’m begging you, save me." Qian Youyou was genuinely frightened and unexpectedly said such words.
At that moment, Qian Youyou showed her timid side.
Although she was an Immortal Cultivator, she was still a woman.
"We’re not even friends. Why should I save you?" Mo Lin questioned Qian Youyou.
The oppressive environment combined with Mo Lin’s slightly intimidating words made Qian Youyou’s eyes redden with urgency.
"How about this, give me some benefit, and I’ll protect you." Mo Lin said slowly.
"I don’t have anything valuable."
Qian Youyou lowered her head and said with a slender voice.
These past years, she had been catching ghosts, capturing evil spirits, and eliminating evil cultivators, doing these things, she really had no valuable possessions.
Suddenly, Qian Youyou seemed to make some sort of determination; she reached her hand into her collar and then took out a necklace.
This necklace was particularly simple, a string with something like a sachet hanging on it.
This thing was about the size of a thumb and emitted a fragrance from inside.
Qian Youyou gritted her teeth and handed the item to Mo Lin, "This is for you."
Mo Lin took the necklace in hand and could still feel the residual warmth from it; then he accepted the necklace.
"This thing is very precious to me, don’t lose it.
If one day you don’t want it, remember to give it back to me." Qian Youyou reminded Mo Lin.
Although this thing looked very simple, from Qian Youyou’s expression and demeanor, it was obvious the item was important to her.
This was currently Qian Youyou’s most cherished possession.
"Understood, I’ll protect your life." Taking an advantage, naturally, needed action.
Mo Lin was not the type to take something from others without doing anything.
Qian Youyou took a deep breath and followed Feng Mingyu back to the hotel.
At this moment, Yun Xue’xue, Ling Qiaoqiao, and Qin Yun were waiting for Mo Lin to return.
After eating, everyone returned to the hotel.
Several of them stayed in one room.
Not that there weren’t conditions to stay in extra rooms.
Mostly worried about retaliation from the Burial Immortal Organization while they slept.
Everyone was in one room to look out for each other.
After all, this place was very special, very close to the Burial Immortal Organization.
Moreover, Mo Lin and the others had just had a conflict with the Burial Immortal Organization.
It’s not about convenience or inconvenience.
When conditions don’t allow, Feng Mingyu’s group of women won’t act coy.
"This is today’s harvest." Qian Youyou took out a black bag and placed it on the ground.
This bag was the benefit previously given to a group of villagers by the Burial Immortal Organization.
"Did you kill those people and then rob them of their belongings?" Mo Lin looked at Qian Youyou in surprise. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢
"They provoked me; serves them right." Qian Youyou replied coldly.
This sentence was quite reasonable, leaving Mo Lin unable to find words to refute.
Mo Lin slowly opened the black bag.
A stench wafted in.
Inside were things the size of glass balls.
These things resembled Spirit Pills but with very different essence.
There were many impurities in them, and the stench was quite strong.
"These are Dirt Pills, non-standard items."
Yun Xue’xue slowly complained: "The Burial Immortal Organization is really shameless to even craft such low-class items."
"Dirt Pills?" Mo Lin only knew of Human Pills and Spirit Pills.
This was the first time hearing about Dirt Pills.
This Burial Immortal Organization had some substance, actually knowing alchemy.
"There are three kinds of pills—Dirt Pills, Human Pills, and Spirit Pills."
Yun Xue’xue slowly explained to Mo Lin: "Dirt Pills are the most non-standard items, not even the Cultivation Hall makes them."
What she said was indeed true.
The Cultivation Hall was made of evil cultivators; before Mo Lin went there, they only crafted Human Pills, never heard of them making Dirt Pills.
Ling Qiaoqiao’s expression gradually turned grim, "The Burial Immortal Organization is terrifying; they have no bottom line in their actions."
"Dirt Pills are crafted using humans.
Tearing out people’s internal organs and putting them together to refine into Dirt Pills, plus the crafting method is very disgusting.
Inhumane things create Dirt Pills."
Human Pills are crafted using humans, but they’re nowhere near as cruel as Dirt Pills.
"The method for crafting Dirt Pills is stewing in a pot." Ling Qiaoqiao scolded, "Is the Burial Immortal Organization treating humans like livestock?"
She didn’t explain in detail, but Mo Lin understood immediately.
Just cooking internal organs in a pot for alchemy was exceedingly ruthless.
Normal people, and even evil cultivators, wouldn’t do such things.
Harming people comes in many forms, but the Burial Immortal Organization is utterly inhumane.
Dirt Pills are for ordinary people to consume, offering a slight increase in strength.
"What should we do with these?" Qian Youyou asked Mo Lin.
"I don’t want them." With these words, Mo Lin lay on the ground.
A blanket was spread on the ground, and Mo Lin carefully examined the necklace Qian Youyou gave earlier.
The necklace had something like a sachet hanging in the middle.
The thing was bright red and could be opened.
Driven by curiosity, Mo Lin opened the red item.
Inside, things were wriggling like black loaches.
Upon closer inspection, these black dots gradually separated and began crawling like ants.
Mo Lin sat up sharply; this was Ghost Language!
"Where did this thing come from?" Mo Lin asked Qian Youyou.
"Family heirloom." Qian Youyou replied truthfully.
She had seen the black writing inside but had been unable to find any information on similar writing despite her research.
Thus, the matter was left unresolved.
Mo Lin extended his index finger on his right hand; the black writing crawled onto Mo Lin’s body like ants.
The black writing climbed over Mo Lin’s body, the color gradually faded, and then vanished.
A smile appeared at the corner of Mo Lin’s mouth.
This was truly a pleasant surprise.
Others didn’t recognize Ghost Language, but Mo Lin knew it.
Unexpectedly, by saving Qian Youyou, he gained an unexpected benefit.
Is this the so-called ’good deeds reap rewards’?
What was written inside was a type of Ghost Skill.
This was Immortal Ghost Skill.
An unexpected gain of an Immortal Ghost Skill left Mo Lin in a good mood.
So Mo Lin returned the necklace to Qian Youyou.
Garnering the Immortal Ghost Skill, Mo Lin closed his eyes and fully immersed himself in the Immortal Ghost Skill.
Mo Lin gained another way to preserve his life.
"Everyone, leave the hotel."
Outside, a server seemed to be driving customers away, "An unexpected event occurred in the hotel; the hotel is closing, everyone must leave.
Today’s expenses are all waived."
It was the first time Mo Lin encountered a situation where customers were chased out in the middle of the night.
