bigabreads Chapter 687 685: My Name Is Mo Lin
Chapter 687 685: My Name Is Mo Lin
Mo Lin appeared, and the emotions of everyone in the Gen Family had reached their peak.
That look of despair vanished in an instant.
Gen Family Business lay on the ground, and at the moment he heard Mo Lin's voice, he covered his face with his right hand, tears flowing from the corners of his eyes.
It seemed like he didn't want Mo Lin to see him in such a miserable state.
Yet he's so useless, needing Mo Lin's help time and again.
Complex emotions surged, and his tears flowed uncontrollably.
The more he tried to control his emotions, the more ridiculously they collapsed.
Six-Eared Mingyue looked at Mo Lin, and emotions of praise for Mo Lin surged within her.
She could tell at a glance that Mo Lin had completely mastered the Jingming Evil-slaying Swordsmanship.
If the restrictions on Mo Lin were removed,
Mo Lin's strength would reach a whole new level.
"Meddling in others' affairs."
Mo Di rebuked angrily, clasping his hands as if forming seals.
As Mo Di's movements quickened, strange patterns emerged on the ground.
The ground appeared in black and white.
Mo Lin stood on the black side, while Mo Di stood on the white side.
An array?
Mo Lin looked around in confusion.
A strange feeling, similar to an array but not quite; Mo Lin didn't sense the deadly aura that typically accompanies an array.
"This is Feng Shui magic," Wei Liang explained to Mo Lin, worried he didn't understand the situation.
Feng Shui magic is a technique used by Feng Shui Masters.
Every Feng Shui Master has their own Feng Shui magic.
Mo Lin felt as if his feet were filled with lead and couldn't move.
He slowly raised his hand, preparing to summon the Cyan Cloud Sword, but a sense of powerlessness washed over him.
Mo Lin felt his strength rapidly diminishing.
Meanwhile, Mo Di's aura surged.
Mo Di raised his right hand in the pose of wielding a sword, surprisingly using Mo Lin's Jingming Evil-slaying Swordsmanship.
Moreover, this move was the most powerful move among the Jingming Evil-slaying Swordsmanship techniques.
"Jingming"
This move, only Mo Lin knew.
It was a technique personally passed down by Celestial Monarch Xu.
Even the disciples of Jingming Daoism didn't know it.
How did Mo Di know this move?
Mo Lin was astonished.
"This is Mo Di's Feng Shui magic; his Feng Shui magic mimics his opponent, using their moves."
Concerned that Mo Lin would suffer, Gen Family Business, from afar, reminded Mo Lin.
"This move?"
Six-Eared Mingyue was astonished.
How could there be such a move in Jingming Evil-slaying Swordsmanship?
Six-Eared Mingyue was familiar with Jingming Daoism and knew that there was no such move in Jingming Evil-slaying Swordsmanship.
Yet what Mo Di mimicked before them was indeed Jingming Evil-slaying Swordsmanship.
Suddenly... Six-Eared Mingyue seemed to guess something.
"Celestial Monarch Xu's legacy... this is the complete Jingming Evil-slaying Swordsmanship."
Six-Eared Mingyue was shocked... She never imagined Mo Lin was the inheritor of Celestial Monarch Xu.
Mo Di flashed a smug smile; his Feng Shui magic wasn't just simple mimicry; it mimicked his opponent's moves with doubled power.
This was the source of Mo Di's confidence.
The moment the Jingming move was executed,
the heavens and earth dimmed.
At that moment, the oppressive feeling made everyone breathless.
This sword energy seemed capable of destroying everything.
A silver-grey sword energy came slashing towards Mo Lin.
Gen Family Business unconsciously clenched his fists.
He understood Mo Di's terror; the stronger the opponent, the more potent Mo Di's Feng Shui magic became.
Mo Lin didn't speak, slowly raising his hand.
In the next moment, a white figure appeared behind Mo Lin.
The white figure had the appearance of a scholar, holding a long sword, then slashing forward.
A force of violent destruction wreaked havoc in the air.
This was the power of Celestial Monarch Xu's legacy.
Mo Di's Feng Shui magic was shattered in an instant.
"Pfft!"
Blood sprayed in the air, and Mo Di's right arm was severed; the black and white Feng Shui magic on the ground vanished instantly.
Mo Di's face turned pale.
Just now, if Mo Lin had wanted, he could have killed Mo Di directly.
But Mo Lin didn't do that.
Of course, Mo Lin didn't intend to let Mo Di live either.
Mo Lin didn't want Mo Di to die so easily.
Seeing the situation gradually spiraling out of control, Yuan Hong reminded Mo Lin: "Young brother, I advise you not to meddle further.
Behind Mo Di lies the protection of the Goddess."
Upon hearing the name Goddess, Mo Lin's murderous intent overflowed.
"What is she, anyway?" Mo Lin said coldly.
The scene fell into a deathly silence.
In the East District now, only Mo Lin dared to say such a thing.
Yuan Hong's mind instantly lost its ability to think.
It was his first time seeing someone who so blatantly disregarded the goddess.
After a moment, Yuan Hong recovered, quickly reminding:
"She is the goddess who's connected with the Evil Spirit, Evil Buddha, and the Yellow Springs Realm!
The undisputed number one in the East District now, you shouldn't be so arrogant."
"Number one? Is she worthy?"
For other matters, Mo Lin could remain calm, but when it comes to issues concerning Xin Ziruo, Mo Lin couldn't stay calm.
"Since he knows Xin Ziruo, I'll kill him first." Mo Lin said coldly.
"What do you mean?" Yuan Hong asked cautiously.
"Literally." Mo Lin's tone was icy. "Anyone Xin Ziruo protects, I'll kill.
Anyone related to Xin Ziruo, even if it's a dog, I won't spare."
Yuan Hong's scalp tingled; even if he were foolish, he could sense the deep-seated hatred Mo Lin held towards Xin Ziruo.
"If you dare touch me, the goddess won't spare you." Despite Mo Lin's evident hatred, Mo Di still dared to use Xin Ziruo to threaten him.
Mo Lin raised his hand, and the Cyan Cloud Sword flew out, directly severing Mo Di's legs, blood instantly soaking the ground.
Mo Di let out heart-wrenching screams, collapsing in a pool of blood.
Yuan Hong took a deep breath; the person before him was too ruthless.
Wasn't this provoking the goddess?
Nowadays, there weren't many in the East District who dared to be this brazen.
At least, people like this didn't exist in all of Hongzhou.
Not to mention how powerful the goddess herself was, even her several disciples were not individuals anyone could afford to provoke.
"Crazy... crazy, truly crazy.
You're provoking the goddess, do you understand?" Yuan Hong shouted at Mo Lin in shock.
"And then?"
Compared to Yuan Hong's panic, Mo Lin remained calm.
"You're essentially offending the entire East District, do you understand?
Beside the goddess, there's the Yellow Springs Realm... Evil Buddha... Evil Spirit... entities you cannot afford to provoke." Yuan Hong reminded Mo Lin again.
"These things are now considered invincible?"
Mo Lin's expression was slightly melancholic; he didn't understand why he suddenly remembered the events from several years ago.
Five years ago, Evil Buddha, Evil Spirit, and ghosts were all entities everyone condemned.
Even Ghost-Controlling Masters emerged specifically to catch ghosts.
Why, though, did these once-condemned apparitions become invincible treasures in recent years?
Everything seems reversed.
If it had been five years ago and Yuan Hong spoke like this, he would have definitely been angrily scolded.
The world has changed too fast, so fast that Mo Lin feels he can't keep up with its pace.
Old things are replaced by new things.
The time Mo Lin felt most out of tune with this era was the year he was trapped in the Yellow Springs Realm prison.
When Mo Lin returned to the East District, everything felt so unfamiliar.
Mo Lin had left the Yellow Springs Realm prison for almost a year, but he still hadn't adapted to the current environment.
"Those things? Do you know what you're saying?"
Yuan Hong looked at Mo Lin as if he were seeing a fool; how could someone be so arrogant in an era where ghosts and gods ruled?
He completely disregarded these apparitions.
Even those people from the South District wouldn't dare to be so arrogant.
"Who are you to be so arrogant?" Yuan Hong snorted coldly.
"My name is Mo Lin." Mo Lin seriously announced his name to Yuan Hong.
Yuan Hong spoke again, "Do you know it's the age where ghosts and gods rule in the East District now?
Young man, don't be so cocky, don't think you're invincible just because you have some strength.
There are many others in the East District more powerful than you..."
Halfway through his words, Yuan Hong froze upon hearing Mo Lin's name.
"What? Mo Lin?"
Yuan Hong raised his voice in disbelief, "What? You're Mo Lin?"
The name Mo Lin, who in the East District did not know?
Two years ago, he was the unequivocal number one in the East District.
He had stood against the Evil Buddha at the Celestial Sect, exterminated the Evil Spirit.
It was precisely because of Mo Lin's disappearance for a year that no one could prevent the Evil Buddha's arrival.
The Yellow Springs Realm went on a killing spree, while the East District's high officials stood by indifferently.
On Great Spirit Mountain, evil spirits feasted on humans, yet the East District managers not only ignored this, but also actively aided them.
This led to the current miserable state of the East District.
The ultimate reason behind these events was Mo Lin's disappearance for a year, allowing these apparitions to act with impunity.
The East District's top officials sacrificed lives for profit too.
Yuan Hong looked at Mo Lin with a respectful gaze.
In terms of age alone, he was much older than Mo Lin.
"You... I..."
Yuan Hong suddenly didn't know what to say, lightly sighed, and slowly said: "Do as you wish."
Mo Lin no longer paid attention to Yuan Hong, turning to look westward.
A terrifying Ghost Qi was rapidly approaching from there.
One could see black clouds in the sky spreading towards Mo Lin.