Mo Yan's thin lips curled slightly as he lifted Li Muge's chin: "The ghost spirit contract has been signed, and you have no choice in the matter."
"Aren't you afraid I'll report you? I don't care, my reputation is already ruined anyway."
"But you, Mo Yan, you are your master's most valued disciple and the most promising cultivator in the Immortal Alliance. If this gets out, you'll be in deep trouble."
"Go ahead and sue me. I forgot to tell you, Li Muge, once the Ghost Spirit Contract is signed, as a ghost spirit, you can never have the thought of betraying your master."
"Li Muge, do you want to go to hell with me?" Mo Yan said casually, "If you really want to, I wouldn't object."
"Are you crazy? Who wants to go to hell with you?!" Li Muge was stunned. Since she had already signed the ghost contract, it was better to stay alive.
Mo Yan propped himself up to stand, his lips slightly pale. Li Muge sighed, "I say, young people, why are you always looking for shortcuts?"
"Raising ghosts isn't as magical as the legends say, and ghosts need to suck your blood, which is really not worth it. Buying a powerful magic artifact is more cost-effective than raising ghosts."
"Hmm, Sect Master, what you said makes sense. Sect Master, may I ask you a question?" Mo Yan said with a serious expression.
Li Muge thought that she had reasoned with Mo Yan and that he had decided to set her free.
With a beaming expression, he said, "It's alright, tell me, why are you being so polite with me?"
"Sect Master, do you have a big appetite? I can only give you this little bit of my blood each day." Mo Yan held up a small section, about the size of his little finger.
"No way, that little bit of blood is barely enough to fill my teeth." When it comes to his own benefits, Li Muge instinctively tries to fight for them.
Ghosts survive by absorbing their master's blood, so how could they absorb so little blood?
Besides, it wasn't her who begged Mo Yan to raise the ghost spirit.
It's better if we can't afford to raise her; by breaking the contract, she can also gain her freedom.
"Sigh!" Li Muge now truly understands what it means to be a tiger fallen into the plains.
Mo Yan returned to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect. Logically, Li Muge, being a ghost spirit, should not be able to enter.
But for some reason, Mo Yan gave her a necklace made from a scale-like material, which allowed Li Muge to enter the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect.
However, one cannot stray too far from Mo Yan, or one will be scorched by the Buddha's light.
Having finally seen it, Li Muge found the surrounding scenery particularly strange.
But when her eyes fixed on Mo Yan's face, she subconsciously looked at the middle of his forehead and saw that there was already a cinnabar mark.
Li Muge certainly understood the rules of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, so it seems that Mo Li's Forgetfulness Potion really was quite effective.
But Mo Yan clearly misunderstood Li Muge's meaning.
He had been looking at Li Muge with a lingering gaze and was even planning to make up the bed for Li Muge to sleep in, while he would sleep on the floor himself.
But then he thought again, Li Muge, who had regained her sight, was looking at him, which meant she was looking at Yun Qi. The words "substitute" were like a pillar of shame nailed to Mo Yan's heart.
Like a thorn, it pierced his heart, causing him excruciating pain.
Mo Yan tidied up his makeshift bed, took off his clothes, and went to sleep. Li Muge was puzzled: "Mo Yan, where am I supposed to sleep? Even though I am your ghost spirit..."
"But you have to have some humanity too. You have to give me a place to sleep!"
Mo Yan thought for a moment, then said seriously, "Sect Master, you may not have read books, but you must have heard some stories, right? Aren't ghosts supposed to float and sleep?"
"What! You dare let me sleep with you..." Li Muge hadn't even had a chance to get angry yet.
Mo Yan then used his spiritual power to extinguish the candle flame.
The room immediately darkened, and Li Muge floated in mid-air for about half an hour, unable to go anywhere and forced to stay by Mo Yan's side.
So it seems being a ghost isn't easy either; floating around while sleeping must be really uncomfortable, with a sore and aching neck.
When Li Muge saw Mo Yan sleeping in such a big bed, she immediately felt resentful.
Why should I?!
This girl sleeps in such a big bed, and what about him?! That stingy guy lets her float around while he sleeps.
Li Muge's eyes flickered. Mo Yan's bed was so big, it shouldn't matter if she took up some space, right?
She glanced at Mo Yan again and saw that he was already fast asleep. Unable to stay awake any longer, she curled up in the corner of the bed and fell asleep.
After Li Muge slowly fell asleep, Mo Yan opened his eyes.
She sighed softly and carefully covered Li Muge with the quilt.
What Li Muge didn't know was...
Once a ghost contract is formed, the contractor can experience the ghost's suffering before death.
There will also be the consequences of defying the heavens, all of which will fall upon Mo Yanyan.
Mo Yan touched his forehead, as if he could feel Li Muge's pain before her death.
He gently smoothed Li Muge's temples and murmured to himself, "Muge, no matter the cost, I will keep you by my side."
The next day.
When Li Muge woke up, Mo Yan was already dressed.
"You can't look! You can't look! He's Yun Qi's son! Li Muge, are you even human?"
Li Muge covered her eyes, lowered her voice, and berated herself.
Mo Yan slightly curled his lips: "Sect Master, I need to go and resign from my position. You can wait for me here."
"You're resigning? Where are you going?" Li Muge asked subconsciously. "It's so cold and snowing. Why don't you wait until the weather clears up?"
Mo Yan glanced helplessly at Li Muge. "Of course you should go for the soul crossing. You are now reborn as a ghost spirit, but this goes against the laws of heaven."
"Only by accumulating three thousand merits can your existence be permitted by the Heavenly Dao, Li Muge."
"Spirit transfer?" Li Muge asked with some doubt. "Is it transferring ghosts? That's not difficult; it's my specialty."
"Anyway, those ghosts lingering in the human world are just because they have some unfulfilled wishes. Helping them with their wishes is troublesome, but it's also simple."
Mo Yan smiled but didn't say anything.
Li Muge was incredibly bored while waiting for Mo Yan.
She glanced at the furnishings in Mo Yan's room; they were mostly Buddhist scriptures and calligraphy, which looked rather uninteresting.
Even the blankets on the bed were folded into neat squares, making Li Muge feel inferior.
The floor, in particular, was polished until it shone so brightly it could reflect light.
Li Muge touched his nose, feeling a little guilty.
"Squeak-"
The door to Mo Yan's room was pushed open, but the person who came in was not Mo Yan, but Tan Shang, who was acting suspiciously.
Li Muge remained completely calm.
This kid can't even see her, what's there to panic about?
Li Muge watched as Tan Shang, acting like a thief, rummaged through Mo Yan's room and wondered what Tan Shang was looking for.
"Found it, great!" Tan Shang took out a book from the cabinet and patted it: "Senior Brother really hid it well."
Driven by curiosity, Li Muge took a look.
The book is titled "How to Win a Girl's Heart."
Li Muge clicked his tongue a few times. Sure enough, the disciples of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect were living too repressed lives. What era are we living in? They're still reading such innocent books.
"Who goes there?" Tan Shang was about to leave with his book when he suddenly heard the woman's disdainful voice and immediately became alert.
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