"Let’s go."
Without the ghost’s interference, Liu Feng drove smoothly back to Yun Chuan.
.....
Under Mo Lin’s careful care, his ring Ghost Artifact was finally crafted perfectly.
The ring appeared black, and the red gemstone from before also turned ink-black.
Mo Lin put the ring on his hand and examined it closely—it wasn’t bad.
Subsequently, Mo Lin released all the low-level ghosts he had previously captured, arranging for them to stay in the ring.
Yin Xiaohua and her son were also arranged by Mo Lin to enter the ring.
Mo Lin had a particular reason for arranging these low-level ghosts in the ring, similar to cultivating venomous insects, but without letting the ghosts fight.
In the future, if so ghosts stand out, Mo Lin could consider including them in the Ghost Suppression Book.
A ghost’s survival is inseparable from Ghost Qi.
Mo Lin used ten thousand Netherworld Currency to transform into Ghost Qi, flowing into the ring, as sustenance for these ghosts’ survival.
Ten thousand Netherworld Currency is enough for these ghosts to live in the ring for three years.
The Ghost-Controlling Society lately has been very lively.
Mo Lin has also frequently chatted in the group during this ti, becoming quite familiar with the people in the group.
Lin Xi: "In a few days, there’s a eting with the Purple Dragon Association. Anyone willing to accompany ?"
Yun Lin: "I don’t want to go, I dislike dealing with those people from the Purple Dragon Association."
Feng Mingyu: "I don’t want to go either."
Mo Lin was quite interested in the eting and sent a ssage to ask, "What’s the eting about? Any benefits?"
Lin Xi: "It’s just a simple exchange eting, no particular benefits, but there will be lots of delicious food..."
Yun Lin: "In fact, you’re just going for the food, right?"
Lin Xi: "(⁄⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄⁄)... There’s a chef from a national banquet cooking at the eting, I want to taste the flavors."
Feng Mingyu: "→_→"
Lin Xi: "Mo Lin, do you want to co with ?"
Mo Lin: "Sure, I’d also like to taste how the dishes prepared by a national banquet chef taste."
Feng Mingyu: "Ah... are you sure you want to bring Mo Lin to the eting?"
Feng Mingyu was originally typing in bed and was surprised to see Lin Xi planning to bring Mo Lin to the eting, sitting up in surprise.
Lin Xi: "Yeah... what’s wrong? Is it not okay?"
Feng Mingyu: "No problem, I’m just worried your heart might not take the shock."
Feng Mingyu knew Mo Lin’s temperant very well; he wouldn’t hold back, and anyone daring to be sarcastic with him would definitely be dealt with.
By coincidence, the people from the Purple Dragon Association liked being sarcastic.
If this group t Mo Lin, wouldn’t it be like water eting fire?
Lin Xi: "It’s just a eting, what’s so shocking about it?"
Feng Mingyu: "o(╥﹏╥)o, okay.. wait till you go, then you’ll know."
Lin Xi: "@Mo Lin, I’ll call you to the eting in a few days."
Mo Lin: "Alright."
After a few simple ssages, Mo Lin didn’t chat further.
These days, many ghost-catching tasks have been posted in the group, which Mo Lin is very interested in; he still needs to subdue five ghosts into the Ghost Suppression Book to unlock ten tis the inco from the book.
But this matter can’t be hurried; Mo Lin didn’t want to capture so low-quality ghosts just to make up the numbers.
He wants to catch more formidable ghosts or those with special Ghost Skills.
He agreed to act as Fu Wansan’s bodyguard for a day, and before that, he didn’t have ti to take on ghost-catching tasks.
Mo Lin carried a black bag and drove to the Four-sided Courtyard.
Today Fu Wansan was attending a trade event, and Mo Lin was responsible for acting as his bodyguard.
Upon arriving at the Four-sided Courtyard, a man in a black uniform ca to greet Mo Lin and took him to et Fu Wansan.
Fu Wansan was dressed in a black suit paired with black leather shoes, looking very formal.
"Mo, you’re here," Fu Wansan warmly greeted Mo Lin when he arrived.
"This is for you," Mo Lin handed the pre-prepared black bag to Fu Wansan.
"What’s this?" Fu Wansan curiously opened the black bag to see.
His pupils gradually widened, revealing an incredulous expression.
The black bag was actually filled with Ghost Artifacts.
With a casual glance, at least ten Ghost Artifacts were visible.
Driven by curiosity, Fu Wansan took out a Ghost Artifact to inspect.
This was a Top-Grade Ghost Artifact, one that could be used seven tis.
He casually picked up another Ghost Artifact, and it turned out to be another Top-Grade Ghost Artifact.
He quickened his pace and checked the other Ghost Artifacts.
Each was still a Top-Grade Ghost Artifact.
All ten Ghost Artifacts were Top-Grade Ghost Artifacts, and they were all those that could be used seven tis.
"This this this...," Fu Wansan was too shocked to speak.
This was just a few days?
Mo Lin had crafted this many Ghost Artifacts, making Fu Wansan unconsciously more curious about Mo Lin.
Since when had Top-Grade Ghost Artifacts beco so cheap?
Had Mo Lin gone on a ghost-robbing spree?
Where did he get so many Ghost Artifacts?
Any of these Ghost Artifacts could sell for an extrely high price.
Such excellent Ghost Artifacts, yet Mo Lin used such a cheap bag to hold them, it was squandering treasures.
"Quickly store these items,"
Fu Wansan commanded, as if they were precious treasures, instructing others to carefully stow away the Ghost Artifacts.
"Be careful not to knock or bump into them," Fu Wansan instructed.
Several young n carefully handled the Ghost Artifacts, then fetched exquisite gift boxes for packaging.
Their movents were light, afraid of bumping or scratching the Ghost Artifacts.
"Mo, rest assured, I will definitely help you sell these Ghost Artifacts at a good price," Fu Wansan promised, patting his chest confidently.
As long as they are Ghost Artifacts, there’s no worry about not being able to sell them.
He had sales channels and could sell all these Ghost Artifacts in no more than half a month.
"These are just a small portion of the Ghost Artifacts, I’ll bring you so more in a few days," Mo Lin said unhurriedly.
"What? You actually have more Ghost Artifacts?" Fu Wansan exclaid.
He originally thought these Ghost Artifacts were Mo Lin’s entire collection, but didn’t expect Mo Lin had more.
"How many Ghost Artifacts can you produce?" Fu Wansan cautiously asked Mo Lin.
"A dozen or so?" Mo Lin didn’t dare exaggerate, worried that Fu Wansan might not believe if he gave a higher figure.
So he opted for the smallest number.
"Ah?"
Fu Wansan’s expression gradually twisted.
Another dozen or so Ghost Artifacts?
Isn’t this too unbelievable?
These are indeed Top-Grade Ghost Artifacts.
They aren’t wild grass you can casually gather by the roadside.
These are genuine Ghost Artifacts, with destructive power.
Since when did these beco cabbages?
How did he not know?
When Mo Lin saw Fu Wansan’s expression, he felt like he might have reported a number that’s a bit too small.
Maybe his reported number was too small, thus Fu Wansan reacted this way.
"I can bring out more than twenty," Mo Lin added.
"Ah... ah... WOC.."
Even the ever-steady Fu Wansan couldn’t help but blurt out so unceremonial exclamations.
A dozen Top-Grade Ghost Artifacts were already quite fantastic.
Many Ghost-Controlling Masters couldn’t even produce a single Ghost Artifact.
Mo Lin had twenty-sothing Ghost Artifacts, casually ntioned.
The key was that Mo Lin seed serious.
Showing no sign of lying.
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