"I’ve got a few top-grade ghost artifacts in my hand. Can you help me sell them?" Mo Lin was running short on money.
Missing netherworld currency!
Yesterday’s battle at Jin Ancestral Hall...
It was a complete money burner!
Mo Lin spent hundreds of thousands of netherworld coins and exhausted them completely...
From a wealthy man to a poor ghost!
This feeling...is unbearable.
"You’re out of money?" Fu Wansan cautiously asked.
"Ah...over two hundred thousand netherworld coins...gone?" Fu Wansan exclaimed.
What kind of concept is over two hundred thousand netherworld coins?
Even with his business, his circulating funds amount to just that.
Two hundred thousand netherworld coins...
Gone in less than a few months?
Mo Lin is definitely tops when it comes to spending. Official source is Novᴇl_Fire(.)net
Spending two hundred thousand netherworld coins in a few months...it’s quite a feat.
"Brother Mo, don’t worry, leave the sale of the ghost artifacts to me." Fu Wansan promised Mo Lin confidently.
He recently expanded his business.
He’s already branched out into Jiangzhou.
It’s a perfect opportunity to leverage the sale of ghost artifacts to attract a wave of customers.
"Where are the ghost artifacts you want to sell?" Fu Wansan asked Mo Lin.
"At home, I’ll take you to get them."
Mo Lin led the way in front of Fu Wansan.
Li Yuemei followed Mo Lin curiously.
She was very curious about what level of ghost artifacts Mo Lin was selling.
Soon they arrived at Mo Lin’s home.
For some reason, upon entering Mo Lin’s room, there was a chilling sensation.
Li Yuemei felt as if she was being watched by something.
"Are you raising ghosts here?" Li Yuemei suddenly realized why there was a chilling sensation.
Because there are ghosts here, and quite a few...
"You could say that!" In some ways, Mo Lin was indeed raising ghosts.
After all, there were still some ghosts residing in the ring he wore.
Li Yuemei’s pupils suddenly shrank, her face changed, and she looked at Mo Lin cautiously.
"What are you thinking? I’m a decent person; I raise ghosts using netherworld currency." Mo Lin corrected her as he saw Li Yuemei’s expression, knowing she was overthinking it.
Li Yuemei misunderstood.
She thought raising ghosts meant using human lives, raising souls and spirits.
"I was overthinking it. A few years back, I saw someone raising ghosts by killing people. That scene was so bloody, so I’ve been sensitive about ghost-raising ever since.
There was once a family, the Bing Family, thirty-six people were slaughtered overnight, their bodies exposed in the courtyard, and the killer did it to raise ghosts." Li Yuemei slowly recounted to Mo Lin.
"What happened after that? What happened to the killer?" Mo Lin pressed.
"It all just faded away; the killer is still at large!"
Li Yuemei hesitated to comment.
That ghost-raiser is now highly influential; even the authorities dare not touch him.
The main issue is lack of sufficient evidence and also fear of the ghost-raiser retaliating.
Bing Yu stood at the doorway, her eyes shedding tears!
No...it should be blood!
And then she disappeared!
"That ghost is a bit strange!" Li Bingyan muttered as she watched Bing Yu’s silhouette.
Do ghosts listen to stories?
It seemed that the ghost was quite touched by this story.
The conversation ended as they arrived in the living room.
Mo Lin took out thirteen ghost artifacts from the drawer.
These ghost artifacts were refined by Mo Lin a few days ago and later carried by Li Xue.
As for Li Xue, Mo Lin had him investigate Zishang Qingrou’s whereabouts.
He initially thought during the battle against the Ghost Realm, these ghost artifacts would come in handy.
But these ghost artifacts were never used.
So Mo Lin intended to sell them.
After all, he was a little short on money now.
Mo Lin took out thirteen ghost artifacts and casually placed them on the ground.
"These are the ghost artifacts." His tone was relaxed, as if he were just selling ordinary items.
Li Yuemei’s eyes sparkled with excitement when she saw the ghost artifacts.
She picked up one and examined it closely.
Top-grade ghost artifacts...can be used seven times.
Ghost artifacts of this level can sell for at least thirty thousand netherworld coins.
She knew Mo Lin was selling ghost artifacts, but didn’t expect Mo Lin to sell so many, and all were top-grade ghost artifacts.
These ghost artifacts were treasures even in the Li Family.
At that moment, Li Yuemei couldn’t help but take a closer look at Mo Lin.
Mo Lin had brought her so much shock.
"You’re selling so many top-grade ghost artifacts?" Li Yuemei asked Mo Lin to confirm.
"Yes, selling them all."
Keeping them around is of no use.
"These are treasures; aren’t you keeping a few for yourself?" Li Yuemei felt a pang of sadness.
These are top-grade ghost artifacts, and they’re just being sold like that?
Top-grade ghost artifacts are extremely rare.
They aren’t everyday items.
"There’s no use for these things; I’m not interested." Mo Lin accidentally spoke his mind.
He possessed Yin artifacts; for him, these ghost artifacts were of no use.
Li Yuemei was speechless with surprise at Mo Lin’s words.
What did he mean by not interested?
These are top-grade ghost artifacts!
Vital during emergencies for protection and capturing ghosts.
Mo Lin wasn’t interested?
Even a level-five Ghost-Controlling Master wouldn’t dare utter such arrogant words, would they?
Comparing oneself to others could be infuriating.
What others treasure becomes meaningless to Mo Lin!
"Can you sell me two ghost artifacts?" Li Yuemei asked Mo Lin.
"Thirty thousand netherworld coins, no haggling."
Li Yuemei picked out two ghost artifacts. As for netherworld coins, she didn’t have that amount on her now, intending to give them to Mo Lin in a few days.
Of course, Mo Lin wasn’t afraid Li Yuemei wouldn’t pay.
Given her status as the third lady of the Li Family, she’d be unlikely to resort to such lowly acts.
As for the other ghost artifacts, Mo Lin entrusted Fu Wansan with selling them all.
After the ghost artifact issue was resolved, Mo Lin followed Li Yuemei to find Hongyan Xun.
Mo Lin followed Li Yuemei to a suburban villa.
"Your friend is here," Li Yuemei told Mo Lin gently.
Mo Lin followed Li Yuemei as they walked forward.
Several ghost-controlling masters stood guard at the villa entrance.
"Miss Li, you can’t go in!" A man blocked Li Yuemei, preventing her from entering.
This villa is the private domain of the eldest son of the Li Family, Li Wuya.
Everyone knew Li Wuya had a poor relationship with Li Yuemei.
So naturally, these people blocked Li Yuemei from entering.
Seeing Mo Lin about to act, Li Yuemei stopped him.
"Don’t act, leave this to me."
Li Yuemei summoned her contract ghost.
A horror-level contract ghost.
"I am the third lady of the Li Family; I’ll see who dares stop me." Li Yuemei rebuked strongly.
Her status was clear.
If they were of the Li Family, they had to show at least a little respect.
They couldn’t just directly oppose her, right?
So these people had to let Li Yuemei in.
Li Yuemei led Mo Lin into the living room.
Mo Lin’s brows furrowed, the murderous intent on him impossible to hide.
Hongyan Xun was covered in blood.
A man was stepping on her face with leather shoes.
The man’s hand held a knife, blood flowing from the blade.
Hongyan Xun lay on the ground like a corpse, silent.
It’s as if she had become numb.
"This woman’s mouth is damn tight; no matter how much I torture her, she won’t divulge a single word." The middle-aged man coldly complained.