Whether it's Mo Lin besieging the Burial Immortal Organization or eradicating the Evil Spirits, it's all a matter of righteousness.
Anyway, Mo Lin is already dead, and there's no point in arguing about right or wrong.
"Mo Lin is dead, so our East District now plans to cultivate three Destined Persons as Mo Lin's successors," Chan Wuxun calmly replied to everyone.
Currently, the East District only has three Destined Persons.
Among them, two are from the forr Gen Family.
Just as everyone was discussing matters, a flustered voice suddenly rang out.
"Young master... soone died."
An old man rushed into the courtyard, pointing frantically towards the door at Chan Wuxun.
Chan Wuxun frowned, "Who dares to cause trouble?"
At this ti, people from the South District were also here. Which blind fool is causing trouble now?
"It's Feng Ge and..." The elder's words were cut off.
"I spared Feng Ge's life, and he still dares to cause trouble?
This ti I'll cripple his legs and make him a cripple," Chan Wuxun cursed angrily.
Wu Liang and the others sat in their chairs, remaining silent.
This is a family affair of the Zen Family; there's no need for them to interfere.
Then, two figures walked into the courtyard.
"Cripple his legs?" Mo Lin narrowed his eyes, a chill emanating from them.
The murderous intent from Mo Lin was palpable.
"Who are you?"
Seeing a stranger arrive, Chan Wuxun snorted coldly, "Boy, you'd best not ddle in this Feng Family affair."
Mo Lin said nothing, found a chair, and sat at the courtyard gate.
This position directly blocked the exit, obstructing everyone's path.
Seeing Mo Lin not speaking, Chan Wuxun spoke again: "Today is the day of the council eting between our Zen Family and the people of the South District.
By causing trouble here, you're not only offending our Zen Family, but also embarrassing the people of the South District.
Don't make things difficult for yourself."
Chan Wuxun's words were skillful, directly involving everyone present from the South District.
"Brother, I'm not sure what grudges you have with the Zen Family, but today you shouldn't be causing trouble," soone from the South District coldly said to Mo Lin.
At the sa ti, Wu Liang also chid in: "Brother, for the sake of all of us from the South District, save your grievances with the Zen Family for another day."
If Mo Lin were allowed to cause trouble here, the South District people would also lose face.
"Shut up."
Mo Lin snapped.
This rebuke directly offended the people from the South District.
Led by Wu Liang, they all stood up and stared intently at Mo Lin.
"Brother, are you trying to make enemies with our South District?" Wu Liang questioned Mo Lin.
"You've got it wrong."
Mo Lin corrected Wu Liang: "Is it your South District that wants to make enemies with ?"
As the words fell, Mo Lin raised his hand.
The towering shadow of Heng General imdiately appeared beside him.
Heng General, holding a Demon-Subduing Pestle, glared at everyone present.
Then Ha General also appeared, standing on Mo Lin's left to confront the South District crowd.
A terrifying aura enveloped the scene.
With the ergence of two Divine Generals, the atmosphere instantly reached its peak.
Black Ghost Qi spread from beneath Mo Lin's feet, enveloping the entire Zen Family.
The sky was quickly shrouded in Ghost Qi.
Deep in Wu Liang's eyes was a trace of dread.
To say there was no dread would be a lie.
He was very curious, how had he not heard of soone so powerful?
This person must be at least on the sa level as Zhu Ci and the Six-Eared Race.
The arrogance of the South District people gradually dissipated.
To continue the pretense knowing they're outmatched would be foolish.
Mo Lin had already displayed his strength; if they insisted on confronting him, it would be ignorance.
Most importantly, today's matter has nothing to do with the South District.
Anyone with a bit of sense wouldn't invite trouble upon themselves.
"May I ask your na?" Wu Liang respectfully asked Mo Lin.
"Mo Lin."
Mo Lin's voice wasn't loud, but it shocked everyone present.
Who in the East District hasn't heard of this na?
In the past year, Mo Lin's na was the most talked about.
Whether they were locals from the East District or visitors from the South District, they would talk about Mo Lin.
Everyone knew that Mo Lin eradicated Evil Spirits, slew the Evil Buddha, and suppressed ghosts in the East District.
Yet, soone so righteous was betrayed by the entire East District.
Wu Liang felt admiration for Mo Lin.
He had heard of Mo Lin's deeds and knew he wasn't a good person, but not a bad one either.
Suddenly, Wu Liang realized.
"Not dead?" Wu Liang's eyes nearly popped out.
With his mouth agape, he could almost fit an egg in it. He repeated, "Not dead?"
Wu Liang suddenly realized sothing.
The East District was in trouble.
Nervously, Wu Liang swallowed.
anwhile, the rest of the South District people also showed expressions of shock.
"Didn't they say Mo Lin has been dead for over a year?"
"How is this guy not dead?"
"With what happened in Beihai, aren't the people involved in trouble now?"
"The East District is in trouble."
They whispered among themselves.
"Will the South District intervene in the Zen Family's affairs?" Mo Lin's words exploded in Wu Liang's ears like thunder.
Wu Liang suddenly felt his scalp tingle, and every hair on his body stood up.
"Our South District will not interfere."
Wu Liang hurriedly distanced himself.
"It has nothing to do with us."
"Feel free to take your revenge, we won't ddle."
Others echoed this sentint.
Everyone was smart.
They wouldn't willingly take on problems.
"Mo Lin?"
Chan Wuxun's first reaction was disbelief, "Mo Lin has been dead for more than a year. You can't be Mo Lin."
If Mo Lin wasn't dead, what had he been doing for over a year?
Why appear now?
Mo Lin had no interest in explaining to Chan Wuxun.
"Brother Mo Lin, please allow us to leave." Wu Liang politely asked Mo Lin.
The Zen Family was sealed by Mo Lin with Ghost Qi, and they couldn't leave without force.
Mo Lin waved his hand, opening a gap in the Ghost Qi at the gate, allowing the unrelated people to leave.
Mo Lin raised his right hand, Ghost Qi coalescing into a scimitar, slashing at Chan Wuxun.
Chan Wuxun had no fear, raising his right hand, his body erupted with Immortal Qi, blocking Mo Lin's assault.
He was an Immortal Cultivator of the Inviting Immortal level, practicing the Nine Heavens Fox Immortal technique.
A Fox Immortal manifestation appeared before him, lunging at Mo Lin.
Heng General opened his mouth, spewing a yellow mist that engulfed the Fox Immortal, drowning its form.
With just one move, Heng General shattered Chan Wuxun's immortal technique.
Mo Lin clasped his hands together, deploying the Immortal Ghost Skill: Soul Stealing.
In an instant, countless black blades covered every corner.
Zen Family mbers didn't even have ti to scream before they were wiped out.
The scent of blood was overwhelming.
Only Chan Wuxun remained alive in the Zen Family.
Mo Lin waved his hand, crippling Chan Wuxun's limbs.
Mo Lin held Chan Wuxun like he was holding a dead dog.
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