Catching Ghosts as Head of Yin Department-Chapter 532 - 530: Sacrificing Them to Heaven

Mo Lin glanced around, seeing more than a hundred wine jars at the scene.

Only this one man could barely speak.

"Why are you guys in the wine jars?" Mo Lin asked the man.

Mentioning this matter, the man’s expression grew sorrowful.

"We are defective products, rejected and discarded defective products."

"Defective products?"

"We were captured by the Burial Immortal Organization, which originally intended to cultivate us into Immortal Cultivators.

We became defective products of failed cultivation and were put in jars to fend for ourselves until we perish," the man slowly answered Mo Lin.

Mo Lin then understood that these deceitful people were the rejected defective products from the Burial Immortal Organization’s failed experiments in cultivating Immortal Cultivators.

The Burial Immortal Organization’s efforts to cultivate Immortal Cultivators could not be 100% successful. Those who failed became deceitful people.

To be precise, these deceitful people all came from the Burial Immortal Organization.

"Again it’s the Burial Immortal Organization; this organization is truly harmful, creating so many deceitful people for what purpose?" Fu Li, standing aside, scolded.

As Fu Li’s voice trailed off, the man’s mouth opened slightly, his breath ceased, and he died.

"Creak... creak..." A crisp sound reverberated in the air.

Then they saw the corpse on the ground rise slowly at a bizarre angle.

The surrounding people had all turned into deceitful people at this moment.

Fu Li and others retreated backward, leaving the room.

Mo Lin raised his hand, and the Netherworld’s Nether Fire emerged, spreading out as dark flames.

The whole room was instantly ignited, and the deceitful people were all burned to ashes by the Netherworld’s Nether Fire.

It must be said that the Netherworld’s Nether Fire is very effective against deceitful people.

With the ignition of the Netherworld’s Nether Fire, all the more than a hundred deceitful people died at this moment.

Mo Lin and others hadn’t rested for nineteen hours, so they found a place to take a break.

At least to recover some energy to face what happens next.

Mo Lin just lay down to close his eyes to rest, then suddenly shuddered and sat up immediately.

"Everyone, prepare for battle." Mo Lin sensed a strong aura and exclaimed.

Fu Li and others got up one after another.

Looking into the distance, small black dots gradually enlarged, their number numerous.

As the small black dots drew closer, they enlarged like ants.

Densely packed people were standing there.

This group of people showed no vitality, their eyes covered with a white film, and their skin was blistered.

These deceitful people had surrounded Mo Lin and the others.

They were numerous, seemingly endless to the naked eye.

All of them were people harmed by the Burial Immortal Organization.

Poorly qualified, they were not cultivated into Immortal Cultivators, held no value, and were thus made into deceitful people.

Suddenly so many deceitful people appearing indicated a problem.

Someone must have intentionally released the deceitful people.

Mo Lin raised his right hand, and the dark Netherworld’s Nether Fire emerged.

Fu Li and others also posed in battle-ready stances.

As the deceitful people drew closer, Mo Lin sprang into action first.

Mo Lin raised his palm, and the Netherworld’s Nether Fire appeared. With each of Mo Lin’s moves, deceitful people fell one after another.

Though Fu Li and others were not as strong as Mo Lin, fighting alongside him, they also downed many deceitful people.

The battle continued like this.

Then they saw Fu Li and others show signs of fatigue.

Everyone was human, not machines. Being endlessly consumed by deceitful people would certainly lead to exhaustion.

Moreover, the number of deceitful people around was still gradually increasing.

Anyone with a brain could tell these deceitful people were targeting Mo Lin and his companions.

"Divine Fire Skill: Netherworld Fire Sea."

Mo Lin unleashed a Divine Fire Skill.

The black flames formed a sea of fire, covering all deceitful people within a kilometer ahead.

Fu Li, witnessing Mo Lin’s use of the Divine Fire Skill, displayed an expression of admiration.

Not only Fu Li; everyone present was likewise amazed.

This group of people were once again astounded by Mo Lin’s capabilities.

Just this single move exterminated hundreds of deceitful people.

A black figure appeared in the far distance.

A middle-aged man walked slowly towards Mo Lin.

Behind this middle-aged man followed yet another group of deceitful people, but unlike before, these were Red Dust Immortals.

"You’re a member of the Burial Immortal Organization, aren’t you?"

The middle-aged man’s identity was easy to guess.

"Everyone, I am called Qi Zang," the middle-aged man introduced himself to Mo Lin and others.

Hearing this name, one could tell it was not his real name, likely a codename.

"What are you doing with so many deceitful people?" Mo Lin interrogated Qi Zang.

"Sacrificing to the heavens."

Qi Zang replied without hiding anything: "These people are the defective leftovers from sacrificing to the heavens."

"Mo Lin, as long as you leave today, I can let go of what happened on Fallen Street earlier."

Qi Zang slowly addressed Mo Lin: "Moreover, when the Patriarch returns, he can offer you some benefits."

"What benefits?" Mo Lin deliberately inquired of Qi Zang.

"I will teach you the Immortality Technique."

Mentioning this matter, Qi Zang’s face showed a smug look, and he added: "I won’t hide it from you; our founder of the Burial Immortal was a true reincarnated Immortal, having gone through three cycles of reincarnation.

As long as you don’t oppose us, I guarantee that you will obtain the Immortality Technique.

The Reincarnation Technique is also not out of reach for you.

Fu Li and the others, who were listening, found it very tempting.

Anything involving Immortality or Reincarnation is terrifying.

It’s certain that things like these are beyond the reach of Fu Li and his group in this lifetime.

"How about it?" Qi Zang asked Mo Lin.

If it were anyone else, they might have agreed.

No one can resist such temptation.

Fu Li’s heart raced; he nervously clenched his fists, already thinking about how they should fight for their lives if Mo Lin agreed with Qi Zang.

"Sorry, I refuse," Mo Lin chuckled coldly.

He didn’t believe the Burial Immortal Organization would genuinely offer such generous benefits.

In some sense, the Burial Immortal Organization was no different from Evil Cultivators.

Evil Cultivators are not known for their credibility.

Seeing Mo Lin refuse, Fu Li immediately showed a surprised expression, staring intently at Mo Lin.

At this moment, a sense of emotion inexplicably filled his heart.

Is this the charm of a Magic Control Level Immortal Cultivator?

He even prepared himself for being abandoned by Mo Lin.

He had considered many possible scenarios but never imagined that Mo Lin would reject Qi Zang.

"You don’t appreciate the face you are given." Qi Zang flipped his hand, and as he waved it, the deceitful people around inflated like balloons, then exploded.

White pus gathered slowly with Qi Zang’s hand.

Qi Zang originally wanted to persuade Mo Lin to leave, but since words failed, he could only resort to force.

"There must be something here you care about, right?"

For Qi Zang to urgently want Mo Lin to leave, there could only be one reason: there’s something very important here.

Qi Zang’s pupils shrank suddenly; although he did not answer Mo Lin, this expression said it all.