179 Massacre in the ghost lands Part 7

Inside a famous night club in Hongkong city:

"Cheers." Everyone clanked their drinks and started wolfing down the food on the table.

After that small encounter, the group had decided to take it slow for the rest of the day.

They needed to give time for the Qin family to gather their manpower, else it might take forever and end up being too troublesome if they had to address each target individually.

"Master, are you sure this is okay?" Rabbit asked in a worried tone. Wang Yu next to him also seemed to be concerned about the same thing.

Su Lin took out the orb that she had taken from Qin Jinguan's place and showed it to the group.

"That fatty was not lying. The orb is actually a precious treasure and has an imprint on it. So they will come to us without fail."

"How do these precious treasures form?" Luther was curious. He knew that he was quite strong even if he was not as strong as Su Lin. But that orb still suppressed him.

And having been in so many random places, they personally had not come across any precious treasures on earth. So he really wanted to know how they got their hands on it.

Swirling the drink in her hands, Su Lin answered with a serious tone, "This is a necromancer's orb. It has dead people's souls trapped within it."

"The power you all felt is the power of regret, vengeance, sadness, and all the negative emotions bundled up together."

Everyone gasped in surprise. That sounded too cruel and unfair. To trap someone even after their death?

"Necromancers are a disgusting group of cultivators, who should be eliminated at sight."

"When monsters get tired of playing with the dead, they come for the living."

"When they don't find enough cultivation resources or in their case dead souls, they start to kill live people and get their souls."

"And not only that they can grow very strong in a very short amount of time."

Su Lin banged her drink on the table. She left the booth to freshen herself up in the restroom. Talking about those monsters always irritated her.

As she stepped out, faint distant music sounded in her ears. It was a very familiar sound. One that she herself had used in the past several times over.

It was probably someone from the restaurant downstairs, playing some instrument to keep the dinner guests entertained.

Su Lin's cold and calm exterior revealed a sudden hue of excitement, as she immediately walked downstairs.

And just as she had expected, an old man was sitting in a corner and playing guqin.

Su Lin was amused at this discovery. Just something small that her world had in common with this one, a guqin...

She silently sat on the barstool nearest to the live musician and sipped her drink as she quietly mulled over her past.

Though Su Lin was not exactly a breathtakingly beautiful woman, she had a sort of otherworldly elegance about her, which made her seem noble and alluring.

Especially after she had solidified her foundation, she looked much more radiant and mesmerizing.

Several pairs of eyes fell on her, especially one that kept constantly looking at her without being able to look away.

After a few minutes, out of nowhere, a glass of drink suddenly flew towards Su Lin.

Hmmm?

Su Lin casually leaned backed and caught the glass flying straight at her, though the drink in the glass drenched her maroon evening dress.

"Ah sorry. My bad, my bad." A group of good looking women walked towards her and the woman in the front profusely apologized to her.

"My hand slipped just now. So sorry." The woman smiled and explained.

Su Lin didn't respond much. She was still immersed in her memories of the past. She just waved her hand and turned around.

Flosh.

The next instant the woman actually dared to directly pour a drink on her head.

Yup. That did it. Su Lin finally snapped out of her stupor.

The past can definitely wait, especially when the people from her present were begging for her attention.

"Oh sorry. My hand slipped again." The woman smiled and apologized, but the others standing near her burst into laughter.

"This is a high-end nightclub. Prostitutes like you shouldn't have come here." The woman sneered in contempt.

Su Lin was very confused. She was silently sitting in a corner and listening to the guqin player by herself. How did she suddenly become a prostitute?

Her cold eyes gazed at the woman who had dropped the drink on her head.

"Heh... Slut has a nice look. Is this the same face you used to seduce my man?" The woman immediately extended her hand, clearly intending to slap Su Lin.

Su Lin cursed her bad luck and caught her hand, trying her best to not use much force. She couldn't help but sigh.

There was already too much blood on her hands tonight. Why do these people keep flocking to her, begging so desperately for a quick death?

Observing the commotion, a few men walked towards the crowd. The man in the front, Mo Ling, especially seemed eye-catching and good looking.

His aura alone made him stand out in the crowd. So he ended up being the center of attention. Mo Ling's beautiful eyes gazed at the women in front of him with a vague interest.

In fact, he had been looking at her for the past half an hour. For some reason, he just couldn't take his eyes off of her.

He had subdued several beautiful women under him, but he had never quite met anyone like her. She seemed to have a wild unrestrained charm about her.

Her one look alone could bring anyone to their knees and make them want to submit to her willingly.