Yun Qishen

"Third Uncle and the others are back."

Mo Li's voice was transmitted to Mo Langqin through the ghost beast's throat.

Mo Langqin, holding Bai Ying's hand, stared at the dark red body of the ghost beast before them and spoke to Mo Li, "So..."

The ghost beast blinked, its mouth wide open, saliva still clinging to its teeth, its tongue vibrating slightly with Mo Li's voice. "But you don't need to worry too much, though you still need to be careful. Third Uncle is injured and currently delirious, talking nonsense. Grandpa isn't doing well either; he started feeling dizzy after returning and has locked himself in his room ever since. The elders are all very agitated; things are in complete chaos right now."

Mo Langqin never expected that someone like Mo He or Mo Wangchuan would be injured one day, and she couldn't help but wonder what kind of power caused it.

"How have you been recovering lately?" Mo Li asked.

Mo Langqin replied calmly, "I've recovered completely, and my ghostly power is much more stable now."

Mo Li nodded in satisfaction, "Take this opportunity and leave with Bai Ying. The mountain gate is now sealed off."

"Okay, thanks, Brother Mo Li."

As Mo Langqin's voice faded, Gui Shouxi shut his mouth and disappeared underground.

"White Shadow, let's go."

Mo Langqin pulled Bai Ying to her feet, and Bai Ying responded in kind. The two of them immediately hurried towards the entrance of the mountain gate.

It's the night of the full moon, yet there's no moon tonight. The night wind carries a hint of dampness from the earth; perhaps it will rain soon.

As Bai Ying chased after Mo Langqin, some strange memories involuntarily surfaced in her mind.

In her memory, she found her own remains before she was refined into a demon beast. She wept bitterly, expressing her gratitude to Mo Langqin. She even took a hand bone from her remains and pledged her love to Mo Langqin.

He said he would wait for her, wait for her to transform from a demon into a human.

She also said she would wait for him, wait for him to grow up and respond to all her feelings.

But soon, this beautiful memory was taken over by a black vortex, and desperate screams echoed in the white shadow's ears. The screams were continuous, and if you listened carefully, you could vaguely understand them.

Mo Langqin is mine! From the past to the future, he belongs to me!

It's exactly the same as the nightmare that haunts my ears every day.

Where are you all headed?

A cold, mocking voice came from the dark corner ahead.

Mo Langqin and Bai Ying also stopped in their tracks, wary.

"Mo Langqin!" Mo Ning burst out of the darkness, wielding the ghostly power in his hand, and struck Mo Langqin in the chest with a palm strike.

Although Mo Langqin reacted quickly and used his ghostly power to defend himself, he was still knocked back a few steps by the residual impact.

Bai Ying quickly helped Mo Langqin to check on his condition. Mo Langqin indicated that he was alright and then stood up straight.

Mo Ning, radiating a crimson ghostly aura, arrogantly cracked his knuckles. A toad-like ghostly beast lurked beside him, waiting for its chance. "You really were acting these past few days! I knew it was strange! Why would Mo Li ask for leave for you for no reason! You must have regained consciousness, right!"

regain consciousness?

Upon hearing Mo Ning's words, Mo Langqin instantly understood. It turned out that Mo Ning knew from the beginning that he had been turned into a walking corpse by Mo He, who had separated his consciousness from him!

"You already knew?" Mo Langqin asked, seeking deeper confirmation. "Was it my third uncle's idea to block me here?"

“That’s right, Master instructed us to keep an eye on you and Mo Li and Mo Ruo long ago.” Mo Ding appeared from behind the toad-like ghost beast. “Mo Langqin, come with us now. Master needs your ghost power.”

"I don't care what he wants! Whether he lives or dies, what does it have to do with me! I'm leaving now, all of you get out of my way!" Mo Langqin didn't want to waste his ghost power fighting Mo Ning and Mo Ding, firstly because his ghost power was not enough to deal with the two of them, and secondly because of Mo Ding's strength.

Fighting Mo Ning is nothing more than a clash of ghostly power; whoever depletes their ghostly power faster will lose.

Mo Ding's abilities are different. He is like a swamp; the more he struggles, the less he can escape. So it's better not to go through this swamp in the first place.

The swamp is dangerous, so Mo Langqin would naturally not go near it, but now the swamp has come to him on its own.

"You have no choice but to come with us!!" The ghostly power in Mo Ding's hand flickered, binding Mo Langqin's limbs like chains or whips, preventing him from moving forward.

"Mo Ding! Are you going to stop me too?!"

Over the years, Mo Ding had never had any direct conflict with Mo Langqin; he always acted as a peacemaker between Mo Ning and Mo Langqin. Mo Langqin thought Mo Ding wouldn't be so unreasonable, but now Mo Langqin realized she had completely misunderstood.

“I would rather my master be safe. Mo Langqin, you must come with us.”

Mo Langqin glanced at the smug Mo Ning, then glared angrily at Mo Ding and cursed, "Lackey!"

“That’s the most loyal dog.” Mo Ding wasn’t angry; instead, he calmly tightened the ghostly force binding Mo Langqin. “After all, that’s my most respected master! Mo Langqin, you should know how to be grateful.”

Mo Langqin used his ghostly power to possess Mo Ding and resist his entanglement. At the same time, he summoned a blue weasel ghost beast to tear and fight against Mo Ning's ghost beast.

"Don't you even think about who gave you your power!" Mo Ning deliberately manipulated the ghost beast to create a big commotion, so that more people would discover Mo Langqin and absolutely not let him leave the mountain gate.

The white figure stood beside Mo Langqin, watching through the light of ghostly power as Mo Langqin's expression grew increasingly painful due to the excessive use of ghostly power. She was deeply worried. "Langqin, can you help me undo this puppet substitute?"

Mo Langqin glanced at Bai Ying, her eyes filled with both joy and worry. "Bai Ying, once you revert to your ghost beast form, you will be restrained by them. They are not weak; after all, they are Ghost Masters."

“But I can’t just stand by and do nothing to help you, I can’t just watch you suffer like this.” Bai Ying pursed her lips. “Mo Langqin, please believe me, help me undo the puppet substitute. I will definitely help you, I will never hold you back.”

"I never said I didn't trust you; I trust you completely." Mo Langqin forced a smile as she faced Bai Ying. "Just as you don't want me to get hurt, I don't want you to get hurt either."

Bai Ying smiled slightly at Mo Langqin, and in the next instant, a burst of white light flashed from beside Bai Ying, and billowing white smoke began to spread in all directions.

"What!" Mo Ning noticed that Mo Langqin's ghostly power had disappeared and hurriedly tried to chase after him, but was blocked by the thick smoke.

"Mo Ning, hold your breath!" Mo Ding covered his mouth and nose with his elbow while swallowing a Ghost Pill to defend against the poison gas.

"No! This isn't inhaled smoke!" By the time Mo Ning realized something was wrong, it was too late. He whirled around, but Mo Ding, who had just been behind him, had vanished into the thick white smoke. "Mo Ding!" (End of Chapter)