After death, I became the ghost emperor. I was contracted by my daughter.

"Hmm?"

Murong Changfeng saw Murong Wu's serious expression and couldn't help but become serious.

"We are a family, so why ask for anything? Let's talk about the matter!"

"Yes."

Murong Wu told everything that happened yesterday and today, as well as her worries.

"Hmph! Those bugs in the Soul Master Association are really going backwards. They don't even understand their own soul skills, but they are still thinking about others'!"

Old Peng slapped the stone table and jumped up.

Murong Changfeng also blew his beard and glared: "Xiao Wu, don't worry, this kid is protected by our Ghost Master Association! I want to see who are the shameless guys who even covet the soul skills of the kid!"

"Well, I feel relieved if you are here!"

Murong Wu brought Lin Momo to the Ghost Master Association to find a backer.

With the statement of the two elders of the Ghost Master Association, she and Lin Momo can be regarded as having a backer in Kyoto.

After finishing the business, Murong Changfeng arranged for the two to stay at the Ghost Master Association.

The contract ceremony was about to begin, and many staff members of the Ghost Master Association went out of town to set up the venue, so there were many extra rooms, just right for Murong Wu and Lin Momo to stay.

After staying at the Ghost Master Association, nothing happened overnight.

The next morning, three uninvited guests arrived here.

They came to find Murong Wu and Lin Momo by name.

"What is coming will come."

Murong Wu took Lin Momo to meet the guests.

There were three people, two men and one woman.

The oldest was an old man with a thin face and deep sunken eye sockets. He looked like he had been malnourished for a long time, and his whole body exuded a gloomy atmosphere.

His appearance would definitely be regarded as weird if he met him in the wild.

After the introduction, Murong Wu and Lin Momo learned that this skinny old man was the president of the Soul Master Association. His surname was Ling, and everyone called him Ling Lao.

The other man was a middle-aged man, not tall but very strong, wearing a black combat uniform, looking quite majestic.

His name was Luo Hao, the director of the Tianjing Psychic Bureau.

The last woman was about 40 years old, wearing a cheongsam and glasses.

Her name was Song Rong, and she claimed to be from the Psychic Research Center and was a non-combatant.

"I wonder what you guys want to see us for?" Murong Wu asked indifferently.

Song Rong smiled and said, "This must be classmate Lin Momo, as expected, Zhong Ling is handsome and radiant!"

"Hello." Lin Momo had already guessed the intentions of several people, so she didn't give any good face and responded indifferently.

Song Rong was not annoyed by their attitudes, but continued: "It's like this. Our Psychic Research Center saw the video of Lin Momo using pupil skills to kill the fifth-level weird due to some coincidence. Soul skills have always been the weak point of our Daxia Psychic World, and there are very few studies on pupil skills."

"So, after seeing Lin Momo's pupil skills, I came here specially, wanting to see the magical pupil skills with my own eyes. I wonder if Lin Momo can perform it again?"

Here we are.

Lin Momo knew clearly what evil intentions these people were harboring.

But she didn't point it out, but said tactfully: "Sorry, my pupil technique has a long cooling time, and I can't use it again for the time being."

"Cooling time? How long?"

"One year."

Hearing Lin Momo's answer, Song Rong's face froze, and then smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, since you can't use it, please Lin Momo describe the soul structure of your pupil technique, the method of using it, and the way it combines with the eyes in detail!"

Lin Momo's eyes widened: "Why?"

It was the first time she saw such a shameless person!

Asking others about their secrets, without a trace of guilt!

"Why?"

Song Rong stared at Lin Momo, looking distressed, "Little girl, do you think I want to take your pupil technique for myself?"

"We are the psychic research center, studying psychic energy and delving into psychic skills, so that the psychics of Daxia can better master and use psychic energy!"

"Your pupil technique is the blind spot of our research. With this pupil technique, we may be able to research a more powerful pupil technique!"

"Little girl, as a member of Daxia, enjoying the protection of Daxia, don't you have a trace of gratitude?"

"Your contribution of your pupil technique will not harm you at all, but it will be a great help to our research."

"Little girl, are you so selfish that you are unwilling to make even this little sacrifice?"

Lin Momo was dumbfounded. This person could get other people's secrets and speak so high-soundingly.

At this time, Murong Wu spoke: "Of course, there is no problem in handing over the pupil technique, but our pupil technique is a divine soul skill, and it must not be given away for nothing!"

"My request is not high. Just take Emperor Yu's "Nine Cauldrons Soul Containing Secret" plus "Emperor Yu Fist" to exchange. We are at a disadvantage for exchanging God-level for Emperor-level!"

"However, for the sake of Daxia, we accept a small loss."

"Like you said, for the sake of Daxia, Emperor Yu must be willing to give up these two Emperor-level skills, right?"

"You..."

Song Rong opened her mouth and was choked and speechless.

Who is Emperor Yu? He is the only Emperor-level powerhouse in Daxia and the patron saint of Daxia!

"How can Emperor Yu's secret be given away just by saying so?"

"Murong Wu, don't you think your conditions are ridiculous?"

"Song Rong, don't you think your double standards are even more ridiculous? Emperor Yu's secret cannot be given away casually, but ours must be offered? What kind of rule is this?"

"You... make up a story! "

During the argument, a burst of laughter suddenly came from a distance: "Well said!"

Murong Changfeng and Old Peng came together.

"Old witch Song Rong, Ling Chou Chong, you are trying to steal the unique skills of the young generation, do you have any shame? And Luo Hao, your Psychic Bureau also came to join in the fun?"

Old Ling was immediately angry, and widened his deeply sunken eyes: "Murong Changfeng, Peng Jiu, you two old lunatics, what do you have to do here?"

Murong Changfeng shouted: "Ling Chou Chong, open your bug eyes and see where you are! Bullying the young generation in the Ghost Control Association, do you think it's my business?"

Old Ling was not to be outdone: "Humph, Murong Changfeng, Peng Jiu, listen carefully, we are here today, not only to represent ourselves, but also to represent the opinions of several kings!"

He said viciously: "Today, this pupil technique must be handed over! If she cooperates, maybe the kings will be happy and give the girl some small gifts. If she doesn't cooperate, you will suffer the consequences! "

"Oh my! Can't negotiate and just rob her?"

Murong Changfeng and Old Peng rolled up their sleeves, "Come on, come on, use whatever tricks you have! I want to see what you can do in this Ghost Control Association!"

Just as they were arguing, a staff member suddenly ran over in a panic:

"The head of the Ye family and the dean of the Psychic Research Institute are here!"

The head of the Ye family, Ye Zhong.

The dean of the Psychic Research Institute, Ling Zun.

Two seventh-level kings, came together!