Chapter 823 - 821: Netherlord Investiture Book

Chapter 823: Chapter 821: Netherlord Investiture Book

Since this senior schoolmate in front of me went back to her family, she must have disobeyed orders.

As for Ouyang Qingrou’s situation, Mo Lin didn’t feel much sympathy.

Maybe sensing Mo Lin’s cold attitude, Ouyang Qingrou hurriedly explained to him.

"I didn’t disobey orders. When I went back to the family back then, I had permission.

Later they caught me, trapped me in the family, and wouldn’t allow me to leave."

Her original intention back then was just to go home and take a look.

She hadn’t expected to be used by later generations with ulterior motives and get captured.

"How did you escape?" Mo Lin asked in puzzlement.

"A while ago, I gave birth to a Ghost Infant. They loosened up a bit with me, and that’s how I managed to escape by sheer luck."

Ouyang Qingrou answered Mo Lin honestly.

"I know I don’t have long to live."

Ouyang Qingrou slowly said to Mo Lin, "The Ouyang Family has a Ghost Treasure.

The Netherlord Investiture Book. I’d like to ask you to take it away."

Mo Lin’s pupils suddenly shrank, and a fluctuation of emotion appeared on his otherwise calm face.

The Netherlord Investiture Book—that is the book that can invest Ghosts.

Back then, after Mo Lin became part of the Yin Department, he could invest Ghosts as Yin Messengers.

Later, after Mo Lin stepped into the Netherlord Realm, he no longer had the ability to invest Ghosts.

He had no way to raise the Ghosts’ power; he lacked an item for investing Ghosts.

Low-level Yin Messengers could be invested, but as his rank increased, Mo Lin lost the ability to invest.

The Netherlord Investiture Book is similar to an emperor’s imperial edict of investiture.

With this item, Mo Lin could invest his Ghosts as Yin Officials.

Let them step out of the category of mere Ghosts.

"How do you have something of this level?" Mo Lin asked, puzzled.

The Netherlord Investiture Book is no ordinary Ghost Artifact.

It’s a treasure.

A very high-level kind of treasure.

"When I left the Underworld back then, I stole it from King Yan." Ouyang Qingrou didn’t hide anything and answered Mo Lin very directly.

An item of that level was something she definitely would not have been given.

Nor could anyone possibly reward her with it.

"I don’t have any other request of you, I only beg you to take that Ghost Treasure away." Ouyang Qingrou said to Mo Lin again.

"The Ouyang Family is not worthy of possessing a treasure of that level."

The Netherlord Investiture Book belonged to Yedou, and it was also a very powerful treasure.

No matter how you looked at it, Mo Lin would not allow a treasure of that level to remain outside.

Besides, a treasure of this level would also greatly help Mo Lin.

After all, Mo Lin’s Ghosts had all reached a bottleneck now; some Ghosts were even holding him back.

If he obtained the Netherlord Investiture Book, Mo Lin could enhance the Ghosts’ strength.

For Mo Lin, there was only benefit, no downside.

"Is there anything you need me to do for you?"

Since Ouyang Qingrou had told Mo Lin about the Netherlord Investiture Book, Mo Lin didn’t mind helping her with a few things in passing.

"Please wipe out the Ouyang Family.

Kill the Ghost Infant and let the Ouyang Family be exterminated." Ouyang Qingrou clenched her fists tightly, her words brimming with hatred toward the Ouyang Family.

"Alright." Mo Lin nodded in agreement.

Hearing Mo Lin’s reply, Ouyang Qingrou let out a breath, as if she had finally let go of some obsession.

The next moment, the cracks on her body began to spread and then shattered.

Ouyang Qingrou just disappeared like that.

She had already been on the verge of death; once her last obsession vanished, she simply died.

"Hey... hurry up and leave, people from the Ouyang Family are coming." A young man walked into the room and urged Mo Lin.

As the young man entered the room, he saw the scene of Ouyang Qingrou disappearing; his brows furrowed slightly as he muttered to himself.

"This is going to be troublesome."

With Ouyang Qingrou dying here, the people from the Ouyang Family would definitely come looking for trouble.

"Dong, dong, dong..."

A dense rush of footsteps came from outside the door.

Then they saw five people blocking the doorway.

At the front was a young man named Ouyang Ming.

Ouyang Ming’s gaze swept once around the room.

"So this ancestor just died like that?"

The room was filled with black Qi; this aura was clearly what remained after a Yin Official vanished.

Very easy to recognize.

"Tch... wouldn’t stay obediently in the Ouyang Family and just had to sneak out.

To end up falling like this—serves her right." Ouyang Ming said coldly.

Then Ouyang Ming turned his gaze to Mo Lin.

"Did that ancestor of mine leave you any good stuff before she died?"

That ancestor of his had been a Yin Official; it wasn’t impossible that she had passed some Ghost Techniques to Mo Lin.

Without giving Mo Lin a chance to speak, Ouyang Ming stared fixedly at him, circling around and scrutinizing him over and over.

Mo Lin stood where he was, arms folded over his chest, just watching Ouyang Ming, saying nothing.

Ouyang Ming raised his right hand, and a surge of pitch-black Ghost Qi rose from his palm.

The next moment, the pitch-black Ghost Qi shrouded Mo Lin, turning into strands of thread that bound him up.

"Move. You’re coming with me to the Ouyang Family."

Mo Lin didn’t resist, letting Ouyang Ming take him to the Ouyang Family.

Six-Eared Mingyue was just about to make a move when she caught sight of Mo Lin’s look of restraint.

That look from Mo Lin was clearly telling her not to act.

Helpless, Six-Eared Mingyue held back and simply watched as Mo Lin was taken away.

...

The Ouyang Family.

Mo Lin was currently bound, being carried by two people into the courtyard.

Once in the courtyard, the two put Mo Lin down there.

The Ghost Qi in the Ouyang Family was very dense.

They must have set up an Array to gather Ghost Qi.

"Patriarch, I’ve brought you a tonic." Ouyang Ming called toward the house.

After that, a middle-aged man in a long robe appeared.

This man was the Patriarch of the Ouyang Family, named Ouyang Li.

By Ouyang Li’s side was a child of about five years old.

The child’s skin was deathly pale, with no trace of blood in his face, and strange patterns were carved into his skin.

Dense Ghost Qi coiled around his body.

This was the Ouyang Family’s Ghost Infant.

He was born with a Palace Master Level cultivation.

The moment he saw Mo Lin, the Ghost Infant immediately started drooling.

"This guy’s Ghost Qi is so dense."

The Ghost Infant exclaimed as he looked at Mo Lin.

"I went to the Nanfeng Daoist Temple and found this guy with dense Ghost Qi. He’s a great tonic for the Young Master.

So I captured him and brought him back as an offering to the Young Master." Ouyang Ming hurriedly reported his merit.

As he spoke, his gaze was fixed on Ouyang Li, as if waiting for Ouyang Li to reward him.

"Well done. I’ll reward you." Ouyang Li said slowly to Ouyang Ming.

"Many thanks, Patriarch. This is what I should be doing."

Hearing he would be rewarded, Ouyang Ming quickly expressed his thanks to the Patriarch.

The Ghost Infant slowly walked toward Mo Lin, revealing shark-like sharp teeth.

A greedy light appeared in his eyes as he looked at Mo Lin.

Suddenly, the Ghost Infant sensed something was off.

Mo Lin actually didn’t show the slightest hint of fear.

The people who were about to be slaughtered by him before, more or less, all showed fear.

But Mo Lin showed no fear at all from start to finish.

He was even very calm, as if he wasn’t afraid of death.

"Bang!"

An explosive sound erupted from Mo Lin’s body.

Mo Lin broke free from the Ghost Qi bindings.

He slowly stood up, rubbed his shoulders, and did a loosening stretch.

The Ghost Infant immediately retreated backward.

"Ouyang Ming, just what did you bring back?" the Ghost Infant let out a sharp, screeching roar.