111: Protector Qiu: I really want to improve!

“Elder?”

The two exchanged glances, both somewhat surprised by how this Ghost Hall Protector addressed them, clearly indicating some misunderstanding.

However, it didn't matter.

Because they weren't planning to explain anything to the other party, and Chu Mo had decided not to kill this person for now.

After all, someone who could come to a border city like Yun Ling Empire in the Western Desert wouldn't know too much about the Ghost Hall.

But if he was used well, transformed into a chess piece, perhaps he would be of great use later on.

“Clang, clang, clang—!”

The chains hooked to Protector Qiu’s scapula slowly loosened, and with a cry of pain, the Immortal Binding Hook slid off him with a ‘clang, clang, clang’ sound, returning to Chu Mo’s hand.

Protector Qiu knelt on the ground, soaked in sweat, no longer displaying the arrogance he had shown earlier in front of Feng Qiuya and Yun Zhi.

At this moment, he had just walked through the gates of hell.

He would not be so brazen in front of two Saint-Grade Martial Saints, nor would he show any hatred.

Of course, he didn’t dare to show any hatred.

In the Ghost Hall, killing was a common occurrence.

There were many Elders in the hall who were unpredictable and would casually kill their subordinates.

As an old hand in the Ghost Hall, he naturally had his own way of survival.

“El…Elder.”

Protector Qiu knelt on the ground, loosening his storage ring and a black bag from his waist, and handed them to Chu Mo.

“This Soul Capturing Bag contains the Souls of Alchemists! Elder, please accept them!”

His posture was very low, and his tone was even fawning. If someone didn't know the truth, they wouldn't have thought that the two had just had a small fight.

“The Souls of Alchemists…”

Chu Mo immediately became interested. His Alchemy business had just started, and he needed a group of Souls who could refine Medicinal Pills. Now that he was sleepy, someone brought a pillow, solving a lot of trouble.

However, there was no emotion on his face; he remained extremely indifferent, raising his hand to move his spiritual power, pulling both the storage ring and the Soul Capturing Bag into his hand.

Watching the storage ring and Soul Capturing Bag leave his hands, Protector Qiu’s face twitched with a pained expression.

The items in the storage ring were his entire fortune, their preciousness goes without saying.

As for the Soul Capturing Bag, not only was it expensive to make, but it also contained high-quality Souls of Alchemists.

These high-quality Alchemist Souls were what he planned to take back to the Ghost Hall to exchange for resources to advance to Martial Venerable.

Now that he had handed them over, his path to advancing to Martial Venerable would be extended significantly.

Next time, who knew how long it would take to gather so many Alchemist Souls again.

But when under someone else’s roof, one had to bow one’s head.

This Elder in front of him, who seemed to have a weak aura but was actually pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger and was merciless when he acted, was the most dangerous.

Spending money to buy his life was not a loss.

Just as he was comforting himself, Protector Qiu sensed an extremely strong fluctuation.

He looked up.

He saw a dark-colored small flag floating in the palm of his hand, and the mouth of the Soul Capturing Bag had been opened, with nearly a hundred Alchemist Souls flying out of the bag’s opening.

The quality of these Alchemist Souls was not low; even though they were already dead, when they rushed out all at once like this, even he would have to expend some effort to capture them.

However, in front of that small flag, these Alchemist Souls had no chance to react at all.

A suction force like a black hole emanated from it.

These Alchemist Souls were sucked into it without any power to resist.

“What…what kind of treasure is this?” Protector Qiu couldn't help but ask, then realized he had spoken too much, and quickly slapped himself.

“Slap, slap, slap!”

“Elder, this junior shouldn’t have asked!”

“Slap, slap, slap!”

“This junior shouldn’t have asked! Elder, please spare my life!”

“Slap, slap, slap!”

He slapped his own mouth without any mercy, as if that mouth wasn't his own.

The first rule of the Ghost Hall Survival Guide: Don’t ask what you shouldn’t ask.

To survive, he could do anything!

Not to mention, it was just slapping himself.

“Human Emperor Flag!”

“Ah?” Protector Qiu, who was slapping himself, froze for a moment, then felt a black cloth bag in his hand.

It was his Soul Capturing Bag.

“I need Souls, a large amount of Souls! Especially the Souls of Alchemists! Understand?”

Chu Mo’s icy voice rang out.

Protector Qiu couldn't help but shiver, and quickly kowtowed on the ground, “This junior will go and do it right away.”

Chu Mo did not reply.

Protector Qiu did not dare to look up, nor did he dare to ask for the other party’s meaning, but just kept kowtowing on the ground.

“Hey! This kid is quite a talent, with a little refining, he can be of great use!” Ning Haocheng’s voice rang out from the side.

Protector Qiu did not feel happy about these words; instead, he became even more terrified.

“With a little refining, he can be of great use.” What did that mean? Was he planning to extract my Soul and refine it into a Soul Puppet?

Just as his heart sank to rock bottom, Yun Hai’s voice echoed in his ear again, pulling him to the clouds.

“He is indeed a talent! He can be supported! The benefits he brings us in the future will not be small!”

Sup…support?

Protector Qiu simply couldn't believe that he would be valued by two Martial Saint Elders and receive their support.

At this moment, he really wanted to say to the two of them: “I have drifted for half my life, only regretting that I have not met a wise lord. If you do not abandon me, I am willing to pledge myself as your adopted son.”

Of course, he didn't say these words, because he was afraid of messing things up by accident. This was good enough.

It was also due to this strange turn of events that he escaped a calamity.

Otherwise, Chu Mo and Ning Haocheng would definitely have eliminated him as a three-surname servant.

Could just anyone say such words?

A person named Lu Bu had already collected the taxes for this path ten thousand years later.

“Chu Ge, what are we going to do with these two?” Ning Haocheng pointed to Yun Zhi and Feng Qiuya, who were knocked unconscious on the ground.

Chu Mo looked at them, pondered for a moment, and said, “Old rules, the Soul is mine, the Physical Body is yours!”

After speaking, he squatted down beside the two women, raised his hand and pressed it on their heads, directly performing the Soul Searching Technique.

Feng Qiuya’s side was quite normal, nothing out of the ordinary.

But when it came to Yun Zhi, it was very unusual.

According to her memory, she was also a Rebirth, and as a Martial Emperor expert, she was clearly more stable than that Wind Without Sleep guy, knowing to ask her master to go and eliminate Lin Yan together.

By the way, the one who was flattened into a QR code.

That was Yun Zhi’s master, Yun Hai.

“Wonderful, truly wonderful!”

After searching the Souls of the two, Chu Mo stood up with a look of pleasant surprise.

Ning Haocheng quickly leaned over and asked, “Did you find anything significant?”

“Indeed, I found something significant. I’ll tell you when we get back. This place isn’t suitable!” Chu Mo hinted.

Protector Qiu, who was kneeling on the ground, shivered all over, wishing he were deaf right now, so as not to be targeted by the two Elders and casually killed to silence him.

However, from their conversation, he also extracted some information and inferred through his own speculation that this Elder, who had been pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger, could read the memories of Soul bodies.

What did this mean?

One must know that even Mo Yun Ghost Emperor in the Ghost Hall could not read the memories within a Soul.

Reading the memories of a Soul body was equivalent to obtaining all of the other party’s Cultivation Techniques, Martial Skills, and secret knowledge.

However, he was very panicked now.

He had learned such a big secret; would he be killed to silence him? After all, only dead people could keep secrets.

And even if he died, his Soul would be imprisoned.

That was the most desperate way to die.