Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

The twenty men and women stared at him with scrutinising and inquisitive eyes. They looked at the man dressed in white, like a banished immortal, walking slowly, his steps calm and elegant. They couldn’t help but guess: Who was this person?

Mo Chen walked along the red carpet to the palace at the top of the cloud. As he walked forward and gradually approached the palace, the twenty men and women behind him followed him slowly. He didn’t stop until he came to the magnificent ancient palace.

“Please!”

The ancient gate opened slowly. Inside were two rows of men and women dressed in white standing separately. Their eyes fell on Mo Chen.

Mo Chen walked in slowly, one step at a time, and after he reached the gate, a middle-aged man walked out with a smile and stood in front of Mo Chen.

“Our guest from afar, please come inside.” He said, and gestured and invited him to come inside.

Mo Chen nodded slightly and followed the middle-aged man inside. When he came to the main hall, he saw the old man with the outstanding immortal aura sitting on the throne in the main hall of the ancient palace.

Mo Chen bowed slightly: “Nalan Mo Chen greets the Palace Lord.”

In the main hall, there were people sitting on both sides, some were elderly people, some were middle-aged people with goatees and some were young men and women. All of them looked at Mo Chen and sized him up silently.

“How is your honourable Master?”

The old man with the grey beard on the throne asked kindly. His kind eyes fell on Mo Chen as he looked at him quietly.

“Everything is well with my Master. He asked me to greet the Palace Lord on his behalf, and he has also given me a sachet to bring to you.” As he spoke, he took out the sachet and gave it to the disciple beside him.

The disciple stepped forward and received the sachet, which he then handed to the Palace Lord before he stepped back to the side.

After he had received the sachet, he didn’t open it but gave Mo Chen a meaningful look and said to everyone in the main hall: “From today onwards, he, Nalan Mo Chen, will be the Holy Son of our Temple.”

Upon hearing this, everyone below couldn’t help but be stunned: Holy Son? Their eyes sized up the man in white, surprise in their hearts. The position of the Holy Son had been vacant for many years and the Palace Lord had never mentioned anything about it, but why today…

“Palace Lord, dare I ask who this is?”

All they were given was the name Nalan Mo Chen. They didn’t even know who this person was. How could he be the Holy Son of their Temple?

Upon hearing the elder’s question, the eyes of the others also fell onto the Palace Lord.

The Palace Lord hadn’t mentioned the candidate of the Holy Son to them, so why did he suddenly let this person take the position of the Holy Son of their Temple? Their Temple had extraordinary power, and the Holy Son was very important. How could an ordinary person take on the role?

Not only everyone in the palace was surprised, but Mo Chen himself was also startled when he heard the Palace Lord’s words. His Master had only ordered him to bring the sachet here, he hadn’t said anything about him becoming the Holy Son, so why did the Palace Lord suddenly say this?

The Palace Lord stroked his beard as he looked at the puzzled faces of everyone below and smiled: “His Master is Old Man Tianji, my Senior Brother. He left many years ago because of the position of the Holy Son. He once said that his disciple would become the Holy Son of this Temple in the future. Now that his disciple has appeared, naturally, the position of the Holy Son would go to none other than him.”