Upon hearing Ling Qiaoqiao’s account, Mo Lin suddenly felt a sense of crisis.
A crisis that suddenly erged from within his heart.
Exchanging goods ans the Burial Immortal Organization will trade for many powerful Daoist Skills or Immortal Techniques.
Even if the organization isn’t very formidable now, it will surely beco strong in the future.
Simply because they possess the ability to capture Immortal Cultivators.
Mo Lin shook his head, choosing not to think too much about it for the ti being.
There’s no use in overthinking events that haven’t occurred.
Luo Xiaoxiao chose to stay in Xuyan City; she wanted to help Mo Lin establish a temple for Black and White Impermanence.
Mo Lin, on the other hand, left with Yun Xue’xue and Ling Qiaoqiao.
Mo Lin wasn’t worried about Luo Xiaoxiao encountering trouble.
Luo Xiaoxiao had a protective lantern.
Though the lantern wasn’t adept at killing, it was a top-tier tool for defense.
Even Mo Lin couldn’t harm her in the slightest when she used the lantern.
Mo Lin planned to return to the Great Spirit Mountain to prepare before eting his old acquaintance, Xin Ziruo.
The journey went smoothly.
Midway, Mo Lin rested in a city area and had so food.
Walking down the streets, there were small cards littered on the ground.
Many, especially many small cards scattered casually on the ground.
Yun Xue’xue picked up a card from the ground and looked at it, "Wow... Snake Immortal..."
She handed the card to Ling Qiaoqiao beside her and slowly said, "Look, Snake Immortal."
Ling Qiaoqiao took the card and examined it closely, "A human-headed, snake-bodied being, and it’s a white snake.
So beautiful, but it’s unfortunate she’s in the hands of Burial Immortal.
Alas..."
White snake?
Mo Lin’s mind imdiately recalled the white snake he had encountered in the Shu Region.
That white snake had imparted so knowledge about Immortal Cultivators to Mo Lin.
Though the information wasn’t correct, it was still the white snake that made Mo Lin aware of Immortal Cultivation.
Moreover, Mo Lin had once nad that white snake Mo Qingqing.
"What’s this?" Mo Lin asked curiously.
"This is a sales card issued by Burial Immortal, usually used to disseminate ssages for selling valuable goods." Ling Qiaoqiao explained slowly.
The card was about the size of an ID card.
Mo Lin casually took the card and looked at it.
The image on the card was blurry, but it was clear it depicted a woman with a human head and snake body.
Though the picture was indistinct, it couldn’t entirely hide the woman’s beauty.
Even through the image, one could sense her transcendent allure.
Mo Lin’s pupils contracted suddenly.
"Mo Qingqing?"
This was Mo Qingqing’s figure.
Back then, Mo Qingqing had transford into a human form in the Shu Region, and Mo Lin gave her the na.
Noticing Mo Lin’s emotional change, Ling Qiaoqiao asked curiously, "What happened?"
"She’s my friend," Mo Lin said coldly under his breath.
The card not only contained Mo Qingqing’s photo but also so text.
"Valuable item, exchange goods, sold on Fallen Street."
A simple sentence.
Anger surged within Mo Lin’s chest.
Nobody knew Mo Qingqing better than him.
Mo Qingqing was an innocent, naturally pure Snake Immortal.
She would never harm anyone.
Yet such a good Snake Immortal was treated as rchandise for sale, and Mo Lin felt particularly uneasy.
"She’s a kind Snake Immortal, why does the Burial Immortal Organization want to capture her?" Mo Lin muttered through clenched teeth.
"Aren’t you imagining the Burial Immortal Organization too positively?
They’re just a group without a moral baseline.
As long as there’s profit, they will act without need of a reason."
Ling Qiaoqiao slowly spoke: "You now know just the tip of the iceberg; once you uncover the true nature of the Burial Immortal Organization, you’ll realize how terrifying they are.
It’s said ghosts are frightening, and evil spirits are ruthless.
But Burial Immortal Organization surpasses ghosts and evil spirits in heinousness."
"Evil spirits eat humans by nature.
But the Burial Immortal Organization, harming Immortal Cultivators, that’s malicious."
"Change course, we’re heading to Fallen Street," Mo Lin said slowly and deliberately.
"Alright," Ling Qiaoqiao straightforwardly agreed.
The Burial Immortal Organization had dared to capture her; this grudge, Ling Qiaoqiao wouldn’t forget.
She seeks revenge.
Fallen Street’s location was peculiar, not belonging to any specific city area.
This place was between the human realm and the Underworld when the Underworld passage originally opened.
Ling Qiaoqiao led the way, with Mo Lin following.
The group arrived at a deserted street.
Here, the wind blew eerily.
The street had few people; occasionally, shadows appeared.
Ling Qiaoqiao led the way, with Mo Lin behind her, arriving before a wall.
She stepped forward, her body not colliding with the wall but entering it instead.
Mo Lin and Yun Xue’xue also entered together.
Inside was a secret world.
It was simply dark here, not as bright as dayti, but not as black as night.
There were many people here, each exuding a ferocious aura.
Clearly not to be trifled with.
"Most people hiding here are guilty," Ling Qiaoqiao reminded Mo Lin, "Let’s try not to provoke them."
Mo Lin distinctly felt that the yang energy here was thin, not suitable for prolonged human habitation.
Those who can live here are people of strength.
"Thud!"
A woman in tattered clothes collapsed onto the street.
The woman’s hair was disheveled, with bright red marks on her body from being whipped.
"Help!"
"Save !"
Her voice rasping, the woman called out.
The surrounding crowd watched her with cold eyes, without the slightest intent to help.
"Hurry back, you can’t escape," a bald man scolded the woman.
A look of despair filled the depths of her eyes.
"Why are you treating like this?"
"I’m from the Celestial Heart Bureau’s Ghost Hunting Team.
I’ve never done anything bad, why are you tornting ?" She sat weakly on the ground, her voice hoarse as she cried out.
Mo Lin slowly approached and asked the woman, "What’s going on?"
Seeing Mo Lin ddle, the crowd directed hostility at him.
"Hey... do you people want to die?"
Yun Xue’xue’s soft voice echoed in the air.
"If anyone dares to give Mo a bad look, I’ll gouge out their eyes." Yun Xue’xue scanned the crowd with her gaze.
The crowd seed not to hear Yun Xue’xue, ignoring her.
Yun Xue’xue disappeared from where she stood, suddenly appearing before a man in black. Without giving him ti to react,
she punched him directly in the body.
The man in black imdiately lost his ability to resist.
Then Yun Xue’xue forcefully gouged out the man’s eyes.
Blood stread down.
With two warm eyeballs in her hand, Yun Xue’xue coldly said, "Don’t understand words?"
She then ground the eyeballs to pieces, sweeping her gaze across the crowd.
In the next mont, the crowd retracted their hostility.
A formidable person had arrived.
"I’m from the Celestial Heart Bureau’s Ghost Hunting Team. A few days ago, soone told there were evil spirits here to capture.
So I ca to capture them, but who knew it was a trap.
They tricked into coming, not to capture evil spirits, but to sell as goods to the Burial Immortal Organization," the woman said despairingly to Mo Lin.
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