After I became the underworld, global terror descended

Chapter 664 Fated Enemies
This is the only way to wake Zhu Ci up.

There is no other way.

Mo Lin just found Zhu Ci's soul through a soul-searching method.

Just as Huang Shang said, their relationship with Huang Shang was destined.

Of the four people who originally possessed the Book of the Underworld, two are already dead.

If nothing unexpected happens, Zhu Ci is likely to die as well.

Currently, only Mo Lin is still alive and well.

This is the price they paid for using the Book of the Underworld.

Huang Shang is currently collecting debts.

"Your son's soul has been captured by Huang Shang," Mo Lin told Zhu Zizai truthfully.

Zhu Zizai's face stiffened; he knew far more about Huang Shang than Mo Lin did.

Huang Shang is the master of the Underworld.

He was also the first generation of the Underworld Ghost.

With hundreds of thousands of ghosts under his command, he would be a formidable force even in the Southern District.

Mo Lin and Huang Shang are destined mortal enemies.

Their fates were sealed the moment Mo Lin acquired the Book of the Underworld.

"I can't completely eliminate Huang Shang, I can only do my best to rescue Zhu Ci," Mo Lin said slowly to Zhu Zizai.

"Leave the matter of dealing with Huang Shang to me. I'll find a way to bring my son's soul back. Then, I'll trouble you to let my son's soul return to his body," Zhu Zizai said slowly to Mo Lin.

“Okay,” Mo Lin nodded in reply.

Previously, Zhu Zizai did not know where his son's soul was, so he could not do anything.

But things are different now. Now that they know his son's soul is with Huang Shang, everything is simple.

Try to find a way to bring his son's soul back.

"Thank you," Zhu Zizai said to Mo Lin with deep gratitude.

If it weren't for Mo Lin, Zhu Zizai would never have been able to find the location of his son's soul.

"No need to be so polite," Mo Lin replied to Zhu Zi.

"Yun Xuexue, I'll take you to compete for the position of Twenty-Four Solar Terms Envoy tomorrow. I have a friend who is a Twenty-Four Solar Terms Envoy, and with his recommendation, you're sure to become one," Zhu Zizai said slowly to Yun Xuexue.

"Never mind. That's not necessary."

Yun Xuexue shook her head, "I'm not going to compete for the position of Twenty-Four Solar Terms Ambassador."

A resolute emotion flickered deep in Yun Xuexue's eyes as she added, "I can still become stronger even without being a Twenty-Four Solar Terms Envoy."

Having experienced what happened during this period, Yun Xuexue decided to give up being the Twenty-Four Solar Terms Envoy.

If she puts in the effort to cultivate, her strength will be no less than that of the Twenty-Four Solar Terms Envoy.

"Okay." Zhu Zizai respected Yun Xuexue's idea and didn't say anything more.

Into the night
Mo Lin lay in bed, pondering what to do next.

When Mo Lin came to the Southern District, it was to learn the Pure Brightness Exorcising Sword Technique and fully master Xu Tianjun's legacy.

Now that Mo Lin has achieved his goal, it's time for him to go back.

"dong dong dong"

There was a knocking sound at the door.

"Brother Molin, you're not asleep yet, are you?"

Zhu Zizai's voice came from outside the door.

"Come in."

Mo Lin called out, and then Zhu Zizai came in.

"Brother Molin, do you intend to vie for the succession of the Jingming Daoist sect?" Zhu Zizai asked Molin directly.

He already knew everything about Mo Lin.

Mo Lin killed the First Dao Master and injured Fu Qi in the Tenth Generation Disciple Palace, shocking everyone.

He also knew about how the Golden Light Array was broken and how he forcibly took Yun Xuexue away.

They also learned that Mo Lin was Xu Tianjun's successor.

“If you want to compete for the right to inherit the Jingming Taoism, my Zhu family will fully support you.”

Zhu Zizai changed the subject and said again, "If you are not going to fight for the right to inherit the Jingming Daoist sect, you'd better leave as soon as possible."

The following sentence was undoubtedly a reminder for Mo Lin to leave.

Seeing that Mo Lin remained silent, Zhu Zizai spoke again.

“The Jingming Taoism sect already has a successor. Although you have done nothing, you have already been targeted by that successor.”

Zhu Zizai was not talking nonsense.

Mo Lin possesses the legacy of Xu Tianjun, and in a sense, only Mo Lin is qualified to inherit the Jingming Taoism.

Jingming Taoism is such a large system.

If one can inherit the Jingming Taoism, one can save hundreds of years of effort.

Merlin is now a rival to that successor.

Although Mo Lin had never met the successor of the Jingming Taoism.

However, the rivalry between the two has already been established.

"I think I'll leave," Mo Lin replied after thinking for a moment.

It would be a lie to say that he doesn't want to inherit the entire Jingming Taoism.

With such a large system as Jingming Taoism, who wouldn't be tempted?

Even the Zhu family cannot compare to the entire Jingming Taoist sect.

But Mo Lin is ultimately an outsider. What makes him think he can compete for the Jingming Daoist sect?
That successor of the Jingming Taoism sect has been in the sect for decades, and his network of connections is deeply entrenched.

Just because Mo Lin is a descendant of Xu Tianjun, does he think he can inherit the Jingming Taoism?
That idea is too naive.

Even traditions can be taken away.

Mo Lin hasn't resolved the issues in the East District yet, and he doesn't want to get involved in the South District's affairs.

At least for now, Mo Lin doesn't want any conflict with Jingming Taoism.

Mo Lin really didn't want to make any more enemies.

"I'll arrange for someone to take you back to the East District tomorrow. What do you think?" Zhu Zizai asked Mo Lin.

"Okay." Mo Lin nodded in agreement.

Mo Lin didn't think Zhu Zizai would harm him.

Mo Lin and Zhu Zizai are partners.

No one but Mo Lin could wake Zhu Ci up, and based on this alone, Zhu Zizai would not harm Mo Lin.

Mo Lin was asleep when he suddenly smelled a bloody odor and woke up with a start.

The smell of fresh blood filled the air.

Mo Lin pushed open the door and saw some seriously injured people in the courtyard.

"Master Mo, you're awake." A man at the door greeted Mo Lin respectfully.

"What's going on?" Mo Lin asked the man.

"The patriarch is dealing with some matters; it has nothing to do with you. You should rest," the man comforted Mo Lin.

Mo Lin could tell at a glance that these people had been through a major battle.

Mo Lin didn't think much of it and went back to his room.

The next day.

After Mo Lin got up, he did not see Zhu Zizai.

A white-haired old man greeted Mo Lin.

"Where is Patriarch Zhu?" Mo Lin asked, puzzled.

"The patriarch is slightly injured and cannot see you for the time being. I will arrange for you to be sent back to the East District," the white-haired old man replied to Mo Lin.

I don't know what happened last night, even Zhu Zizai got injured.

Of course, Mo Lin didn't inquire about that much.
Just then, Yun Xuexue arrived.

"I've made up my mind. I'm not going back to the East District with you. I'm going to find my master." Yun Xuexue came here to say goodbye to Mo Lin.

She sought out her master for one thing: to cultivate and improve her strength.

"Okay, be careful on the road, don't get ambushed again," Mo Lin instructed Yun Xuexue.

"Don't worry, I'm not stupid. I won't make the same mistake twice," Yun Xuexue teased Mo Lin before turning and leaving.

Her smile vanished the moment she turned away.

She will absolutely not allow the Jingming Taoism incident to happen again.

She needs to become stronger.
Mo Lin left the Zhu family and received some news.

The Jingming Taoist sect has stopped its pursuit of Mo Lin.

Mo Lin killed Qin Kui, the First Dao Lord, which is an extremely serious matter.

For some reason, the Jingming Taoist sect not only did not pursue the matter, but even dropped the pursuit of Mo Lin.

(End of this chapter)