Clearly, this counterfeit Thunder Talisman wouldn't last much longer.
If she had handed the real one to Zhuge Mingyue, she could've easily defeated the female ghost.
Zhuge Mingyue's expression grew increasingly grim.With a sharp motion of her arm, another bolt of lightning descended, striking the ghost squarely.The female ghost staggered back more than a meter.Seizing the opportunity, Zhuge Mingyue prepared to retreat.
Just as she turned—Her brows furrowed.
She saw Mo Lin, heedless of danger, walking directly toward the ghost."Hey…" she called out, voice edged with disbelief. "Are you trying to get yourself killed?"
From her perspective, Mo Lin's action was tantamount to suicide.The ghost was clearly enraged.Charging at it now—what else could it be but a death wish?
"What do you think you're doing?" Zhuge Mingyue asked sharply.
"Catching a ghost," Mo Lin replied coolly, just two words.
Zhuge Mingyue looked at him as if he had just told the world's most ridiculous joke."Catch what ghost? Have you lost your mind?""That ghost— even I can't handle it. What makes you think you can?"
As she spoke, she moved to block his path, grabbing his hand, intending to drag him away.But Mo Lin shrugged her off without hesitation, freeing himself from her grip.
He didn't appreciate the gesture.
"You really have no sense of self-preservation," she muttered.
Zhuge Mingyue stood off to the side, silently observing.She was curious—what exactly did Mo Lin plan to do?
If he was going to capture the ghost, he should be summoning a contracted spirit.But judging from his posture, he had no intention of doing so.
Did he have some other method? Some hidden power?
As she pondered, Mo Lin had already approached the ghost.He crouched slowly, producing a black sack from seemingly nowhere.From it, he drew a pair of embroidered shoes—and a jacket.
These seemed to be ghostly artifacts, though devoid of any notable power.
"Hey! Move!" Zhuge Mingyue cried out when the ghost suddenly lunged toward Mo Lin.But he acted as if he hadn't heard her at all, standing motionless in place, showing no intention of dodging.
She reflexively covered her eyes with her hand.In her mind, she already pictured a gruesome scene—Mo Lin torn to pieces.
But a moment passed.And there was no scream.
Through the gaps in her fingers, she witnessed a sight that would haunt her for life.
The female ghost stood before Mo Lin, utterly still.She didn't attack him.
She… didn't attack him.
Why?Was she blind?
Just moments ago, she had nearly mauled a passing dog.Why the sudden restraint with Mo Lin?
What was going on?
In fact, the ghost even appeared—obedient.She stood ramrod straight, staring at Mo Lin without so much as a twitch.The frenzied aggression from earlier had vanished completely.
She didn't even seem like a ghost anymore.
And the strangest thing? Mo Lin hadn't done anything.If anything, all he'd done was take out two seemingly useless ghost items.
"Down," Mo Lin said, his voice icy.
He commanded the ghost—actually shouted at her.
And she wasn't even angry.She really listened to him.She descended slowly to the ground in front of him.
Zhuge Mingyue was speechless.
This ghost… had double standards?
What on earth was going on?
Why was this vicious spirit suddenly so docile?
She didn't believe for a second that this ghost was just naturally well-behaved.But the evidence stood right in front of her.There was only one word to describe her current state:
Shocked.
Perhaps she'd interfered too hastily in trying to keep Mo Lin away.
Mo Lin looked over the ghost carefully and said with some relief,"Good. She's not hurt."
If she had been hurt, he'd have felt a little heartache.After all, this ghost belonged to him.
He picked up the embroidered shoes from the ground and gently helped the ghost put them on.Then he draped the jacket over her shoulders.
The moment she was dressed, her appearance transformed dramatically.The decaying flesh on her face began to heal at an alarming rate.
That hideous face now held a strange allure.
And it wasn't just her appearance—her aura changed as well.It became far more powerful.
And still, she made no move to harm Mo Lin.
Mo Lin gently patted her head and murmured, "Not bad…"
Zhuge Mingyue gawked from the side.
That thing was a ghost—a nightmare-class ghost.Was he petting her like she was a family dog?
You're petting her? Like that? Seriously?
She began to wonder if this ghost had been released by Mo Lin himself.
Mo Lin kept his hand on the ghost's head as he absorbed her into the Ghost-Suppressing Tome.
Name: Yu GuClass: NightmareSkill: Slash (Condenses ghostly energy for a deadly strike; damage scales with the user's strength)Hell Coin Yield: 80 coins/day
Another ghost, added to the roster.
Mo Lin flipped through the Ghost-Suppressing Tome, checking his collection.
Chen Xi, Chu Xing, Hongye, Bingyu, Songzhai, Zhang Wuzhi, Xue, and now—Yu Gu.
Just two more, and the Tome would level up.Then, his daily Hell Coin income would increase tenfold.
Heh heh…Just thinking about it made him giddy.
Among these ghosts, only "Xue" was the weakest—merely a "Daily" grade ghost.The rest were fairly high-level.
After sealing Yu Gu, Mo Lin dusted himself off and prepared to leave.
Zhuge Mingyue, watching him go, finally snapped out of her daze.
"How did you do that?" she asked, astonished.
Everything Mo Lin had done just now went completely against her understanding of ghost taming.
"That ghost—did you really subdue her?" she asked again.
"Yes," Mo Lin nodded calmly.
"But why didn't she resist you? Why would a ghost so willingly submit?"
That, to her, was the most baffling part.
The stronger the ghost, the more fiercely it resented being bound.Yet the one Mo Lin just subdued hadn't struggled in the slightest.If anything, she was… cooperative. Too cooperative.
That ghost was downright docile.
"If I said it was because of my overwhelming charm, would you believe me?" Mo Lin replied, half-joking.
He certainly couldn't tell her the truth—that his identity as a judge of the Underworld left the ghost with no choice.
Even if she resisted, it would've been useless.Worse—resistance would've earned her a beating. Obedience was the safer option.
"I'm Zhuge Mingyue, Senior Sister of the Thunder Talisman Sect," she introduced herself with a formal nod.
"Oh," Mo Lin responded with a light nod.
He had no desire to get too familiar with her.After all, he had her Thunder Talisman in his possession.
"You don't seem too fond of me," Zhuge Mingyue said, puzzled by his aloofness.
She was hoping to befriend someone as formidable as him.
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