Catching Ghosts as Head of Yin Department

Chapter 645 643: So Weak

At this moment, Tang Qingqing really wanted to praise Mo Lin for his cleverness.

Impersonating the disciple of the ancestral heir.

This move was just too mindless.

The Outskirts gave Mo Lin a surprised look and asked doubtfully, "You're the disciple of the ancestral heir, then who is the person Fuqi brought?"

"Surely an impostor." Mo Lin responded accordingly.

"Exactly, the disciple my senior brother brought must be an impostor.

He's doing this to steal my position as the Third Daoist Lord." Tang Qingqing followed up seamlessly.

This put the Outskirts in a difficult position.

"I need to report this matter to the higher-ups." With those words, the Outskirts turned and left.

After the Outskirts left, Tang Qingqing grabbed Mo Lin's hand and took him to her residence.

Upon entering the room, Tang Qingqing looked sternly.

"The matter of impersonating the disciple of the ancestral heir must not be known to a third person."

Tang Qingqing was well aware that this matter couldn't be exposed, at least not until she secured the position of Third Daoist Lord.

"If the matter is exposed, I will definitely ensure your safety."

This was Tang Qingqing's promise to Mo Lin.

Since Mo Lin dared to impersonate the heir, she naturally would not let down Mo Lin's goodwill.

Mo Lin wanted to explain, but the words got stuck in his throat.

Explaining now seemed unnecessary, and Tang Qingqing might not believe him anyway.

So Mo Lin simply remained silent.

"Let me introduce you to the general situation of Jingming Daoism."

Tang Qingqing slowly told Mo Lin: "Jingming Daoism is divided by disciples.

Eighth-generation disciples, ninth-generation disciples, tenth-generation disciples.

I am a tenth-generation disciple.

The place we are in is the Tenth-Generation Disciples' Palace."

Tang Qingqing arranged accommodation for Mo Lin.

Mo Lin was not idle in the courtyard; what he had to do every day was to practice the Jingming Exorcism Sword.

After finishing sword training, Mo Lin would then go out with Tang Qingqing for a walk.

In the center square of Jingming Daoism, beneath the statue of True Monarch Xu, several figures knelt.

Dried bloodstains covered them, their faces pale and bodies thin.

"Begging Jingming Daoism to intervene and save our East District."

A trembling voice reached out.

These people seemed to be here seeking aid.

"The East District is in peril, Evil Spirits rampage, the Evil Buddha devours people.

We beg you all to help."

Another person added.

Tang Qingqing witnessed this scene, unmoved.

"The people from the East District are here seeking help." Tang Qingqing explained to Mo Lin.

"Will Jingming Daoism help?" Mo Lin asked in confusion.

"They will help, but not completely."

Tang Qingqing paused and explained to Mo Lin: "Evil Spirits need to be exterminated, but not all of them.

The Evil Buddha needs to be killed, but not entirely."

"What does that mean?" Mo Lin asked, puzzled.

"Some people do not want the Evil Spirits of the East District to be eradicated."

Tang Qingqing thought for a moment and added, "There's a conflict of interest involved.

The East District cannot be destroyed; if it is, the Evil Spirits will surely invade the South District.

But the Evil Spirits and the Evil Buddha cannot all be eradicated either, because if they were, it would disrupt some people's interests."

"What could be the interest here?"

Mo Lin was curious, what interest could exist between human Daoist Cultivators and Evil Spirits?

Tang Qingqing solemnly answered Mo Lin: "Immortality."

That was the interest.

Hearing the word 'immortality', Mo Lin's heart skipped a beat.

Only as his strength gradually increased could he feel how alluring these two words were.

The stronger one is, the more they possess, and this group of people fear losing the most.

So immortality has a deadly allure for the stronger individuals.

"Whether immortality is possible, I don't know."

Tang Qingqing told Mo Lin slowly, "Many people don't want the mortal realm to regain peace.

Especially those whose power and influence have reached their peak, they will definitely not allow the mortal realm to return to normal.

As for ordinary people's lives, no one cares."

From Tang Qingqing's words, Mo Lin clearly sensed that human lives were worth less than a dog's.

"Some things you can't control, just do your best." Tang Qingqing consoled Mo Lin.

Mo Lin nodded; what he urgently needed to do was master the Jingming Evil-slaying Swordsmanship.

As for the East District's matters, Mo Lin would naturally handle it later.

Only when one's strength is sufficient can things be resolved.

After strolling around, Mo Lin returned to his residence.

At night, as Mo Lin was still asleep, he heard Tang Qingqing's voice from outside.

"The higher-ups have already allowed me to compete for the position of Third Daoist Lord.

They want to test you.

Tomorrow, they will arrange for eleventh-generation disciples to spar with you."

"Alright, I got it." Mo Lin replied.

Rather than a spar, it was more to test Mo Lin's strength.

Of course, Mo Lin was not afraid.

The next day.

Tang Qingqing brought Mo Lin to the martial arts square.

The audience crowded the entire square.

In the center, three figures stood.

These three were the people who would spar with Mo Lin today.

At this moment, Tang Qingqing was sitting next to the Outskirts.

The Outskirts candidly said to Tang Qingqing: "Your disciple just needs to defeat these three today.

Then you can arrange for him to undergo the Celestial Gate trial.

If he loses today, you will lose the qualification to compete for the position of Third Daoist Lord."

Tang Qingqing instinctively clenched her clothing.

She was very aware that Mo Lin had not yet mastered the Evil-Slaying Dao Qi.

Facing three eleventh-generation disciples at once was somewhat difficult.

These three were among the best of the eleventh-generation disciples.

Though they hadn't fully mastered the Evil-Slaying Dao Qi, they had at least grasped the basics.

All Tang Qingqing could do now was pray, hoping Mo Lin would win.

Faced with three opponents alone, Mo Lin showed no timidity.

"Begin." The Outskirts declared.

In the next moment, the three attacked Mo Lin simultaneously.

Seeing this, Tang Qingqing stood up in surprise.

"Three against one?"

She originally thought it would be a one-on-one relay match.

Never expected it'd be three against one.

Mo Lin already had little chance of winning.

Three against one, wasn't that even less of a chance?

These people had practiced the Jingming Evil-slaying Swordsmanship for many years.

What did Mo Lin have to compete with them?

"Stay calm, if he truly is Celestial Monarch Xu's heir, he will surely win." The Outskirts comforted Tang Qingqing. Tang Qingqing sat helplessly in her chair; she couldn't do anything for now but watch and wait.

"Eleventh-generation disciple: Guo Xu."

"Eleventh-generation disciple: Li Liang."

"Eleventh-generation disciple: Qian Qi."

The three introduced themselves.

"Mo Lin." Mo Lin announced himself as well.

As Mo Lin's voice fell, the three attacked simultaneously.

Led by Guo Xu, the other two attacked Mo Lin from the sides.

All three were utilizing the Jingming Evil-slaying Swordsmanship.

In truth, facing three people alone, Mo Lin felt some pressure.

After all, Mo Lin had not completely mastered the Jingming Evil-slaying Swordsmanship yet.

However, at the moment Mo Lin saw the three execute the Jingming Evil-slaying Swordsmanship.

Mo Lin was stunned.

At that moment, two words surfaced in his mind, "So weak."