Lin Mo's spirit had already locked onto the Death Spirit Gu; no matter how fast the Death Spirit Gu was, it couldn't evade Lin Mo's palm.
"Where do you think you're running to?"
Lin Mo opened his hand, and the thunderbolt in his palm formed a Thunder Cage like a prison, trapping the Death Spirit Gu inside. The Death Spirit Gu struggled to break free, emanating an even more intense coldness as if it wanted to smash through the Thunder Prison.
But no matter how hard it tried, it just couldn't break through the barrier.
With each impact, the coldness radiating from its body faded a bit.
"Little thing, stop struggling."
Lin Mo slowly closed his hand, diminishing the thunder and lightning within, and the Soul-devouring Worm sensed danger and began to jump around in panic, but it was unable to break through the indestructible barrier and was eventually stunned into unconsciousness by the electric shock.
After the Soul-devouring Worm was subdued and asleep, Lin Mo took a closer look. The little insect was about the size of a human fingernail, with a translucent body and faintly flowing ice blue blood.
"One of the Ten Strange Insects, I didn't expect such a find this time," Lin Mo's face couldn't help but reveal a hint of a smile.
Elder Liao, Elder Ma, and Elder Xing all showed a slight change in expression.
Had the Death Spirit Gu really been captured by Lin Mo?
"Mr. Lin, the Death Spirit Gu has been guarded by our White Witch Clan generation after generation. Our ancestors decreed that it must not be taken away by others," Elder Xing stepped forward and spoke with a fearless expression on his face.
Elder Liao wanted to speak out to stop him but was already too late.
With Lin Mo's strength, the three of them combined might not even be able to withstand a single move from him.
"Indeed, the Death Spirit Gu is indeed the property of our White Witch Clan. Mr. Lin, you are a big shot; do you really intend to rob us forcefully?" Elder Ma followed up.
"Grandfather," Liao Wen tugged at Elder Liao's clothes, frowning with clear fear that Lin Mo and the two elders would come into conflict. Lin Mo swept a glance at them and sneered, "Don't try to put a big hat on me. The Death Spirit Gu, left in your possession, only limits your activities and causes you no benefit. Moreover, you have to use your own True Qi to strengthen the seal every month, preventing your cultivation from advancing."
Hearing Lin Mo's words, the elders' faces indeed turned red.
Indeed, the Death Spirit Gu was of no benefit to them whatsoever, but after all, it was their White Witch Clan's possession; how could they be willing to let it go easily?
"Since I've taken something of yours, naturally, I won't leave you at a loss," Lin Mo said and waved his hand, sending three green rays of light into the foreheads of the three elders.
The three were still in shock, standing still. If Lin Mo had just launched a killing move, they would all be dead by now.
"Grandfather, Elder Ma, Elder Xing!" Liao Wen gasped in shock.
The three elders were stunned in place; the three rays of light that Lin Mo had shot out were Divine Thoughts, containing some Cultivation Method essentials.
The people of the White Witch Clan were proficient in medicine and rearing Gu, and the Cultivation Method Lin Mo had bestowed upon them couldn't have been more fitting.
Moments later, Elder Liao, Elder Ma, and Elder Xing all showed expressions of shock and joy.
The Cultivation Method imparted by Lin Mo was incredibly profound, unheard of, but it was enough to thrill them with excitement. The White Witch Clan was the weakest branch of the Witch Clan, but if they procured these Cultivation Secret Techniques, they might one day become the strongest branch.
The Black Witch Sect, the Ghost Witch Sect, all rubbish.
"Consider these trifles my payment for taking the Death Spirit Gu; do you think it's enough?" Lin Mo said indifferently.
Elder Ma and Elder Xing both came back to their senses, their faces flushed, and they said with clasped hands, "Thank you, Mr. Lin."
They also knew that the Death Spirit Gu was no good for them; they refused to let go simply because there was no benefit to it. Now that Lin Mo had offered them his Secret Technique, it could completely buy the Death Spirit Gu.
"Since you are willing, then I shall take my leave."
With that, Lin Mo turned into a streak of Floating Light and Shadow, rushing towards the depths of the forest.
"This Cultivation Method is indeed too profound. What kind of person is Mr. Lin, to possess such a mysterious Cultivation Method? Could he be the reincarnation of an Immortal?" Elder Liao's expression carried a hint of suspicion.
"Pass down my order, starting today, our White Witch Clan will relocate to another place and begin closed-door cultivation. Every clan member must reach a certain Realm before they can come out into the world," declared Elder Liao with a grave face.
The other two elders exchanged glances and nodded in agreement.
Now that they had acquired such an advanced Cultivation Method, if others learned about it, it would surely bring disaster to the White Witch Clan. The only solution now was for the whole clan to engage in closed-door Cultivation until they had enough strength to come out. Liao Wen watched Lin Mo's distant figure and couldn't help but sigh softly.
Today, having obtained the Soul-devouring Worm, if I can refine the Nine Yang Pill and use the Array Secret Technique I know of, I am eighty percent sure I can reverse fate for Meng Die and transform her Nine Yin Body into a true Cultivation body.
A slight, joyful smile curled up at the corner of Lin Mo's mouth.
As long as Xia Mengdie's Nine Yin Body was cured, not only would she be able to cultivate the Cultivation Method, but she would also become a dazzling Heavenly Beauty.
Thinking of this, Lin Mo felt an even more urgent desire to return.
At this moment, as the sun set in the west, a layer of soft golden dusk settled on the lake's surface, on the branches of the trees, and on the rooftops of the villas, giving everything a dreamy and ethereal feel.
Golden scales tumbled on the surface of the lake; the golden grass by the shore was like a stream.
A figure stepped on the water, leaving a long white trail behind, moving from the center of the lake to the shore.
"Meng Die, I am back."
The figure landed on the shore and strode towards a nearby villa.
Naturally, this figure was Lin Mo, who had rushed back thousands of miles without stopping.
However, as he walked up to the villa, Lin Mo felt an unsettling sensation and instinctively furrowed his brow. He released his Divine Sense and could only sense the presence of Yingzi and the servant, Mrs. Wang, in the villa, but Xia Mengdie was nowhere to be found.
"Master, you're back," Yingzi ran out of the villa, her face showing surprise.
"Mm, where's Meng Die?" Lin Mo asked with a frown.
Hearing Lin Mo's words, a strange expression appeared on Yingzi's face, and she gently bit her crystal clear lower lip.
"Sister Mengdie has left," Yingzi hesitated for a moment, then sighed.
Lin Mo stood still, "Where did she go?"
"I don't know; when I got back, she had already left," Yingzi said, hanging her head and blushing with guilt, "I'm sorry, Master."
Lin Mo clenched his hand tightly, his sharp nails piercing into his palm. He took a deep breath and strode into the villa.
"Mrs. Wang, when did Meng Die leave?" Lin Mo asked, sitting on the sofa, looking at Mrs. Wang.
Mrs. Wang seemed a bit nervous, "The young lady left a week ago, supposedly to take care of some officials' business, but she hasn't returned, and we can't reach her by phone."
"Could something untoward have happened to Meng Die?" Lin Mo's stare turned cold, and a strong aura of killing intent radiated from his body.