Necromancer: I Am A Disaster-Chapter 669: In My Eyes, It’s All Nonsense

Amid an atmosphere of peace and harmony, Meng Anwen concluded his friendly exchange with Ye Hao and led Lin Moyu out of Fortress No. 9.

Once they were outside, he activated a teleportation formation, returning them directly to the White God Courtyard.

Bai Yiyuan and Yan Kuangsheng had yet to return. According to Meng Anwen, the Dragonkind had been acting unusually of late, apparently clashing with the Abyssal Demons.

The two had gone to investigate and were still away.

Lin Moyu wasn’t worried about their safety. With their strength, as long as the Dragon Emperor or the Demon Emperor didn’t intervene personally, they would face no real danger.

Even if the Demon Emperor struck from across the void as he had before, they were more than capable of retreating unharmed.

Level 96 was a completely different realm, unlike anything that had come before.

After returning to the White God Courtyard, Lin Moyu immediately transferred the Kunlun Snow Grass King into the Demon Extermination Tower.

In the woods, soil surged upward as a massive pit formed; an enormous volume of earth vanished without a trace.

Within the Demon Extermination Tower’s independent space, the Kunlun Snow Grass King and several stalks of ordinary Kunlun Snow Grass were growing luxuriantly.

Lin Moyu could almost hear their joyful cries.

There were no other elements here, only the purest lightning element.

The Kunlun Snow Grass King stretched contentedly. In the blink of an eye, a tender new leaf sprouted.

Before long, it would mature into a brand-new stalk of Kunlun Snow Grass and fall to the ground.

Lin Moyu could already foresee a future where this entire space would be blanketed in Kunlun Snow Grass.

After finishing, Lin Moyu lightly tapped the ground with his foot. Power surged downward, and with a faint tremor, the massive pit was swiftly filled and leveled.

“Moyu, come have some tea.”

“You’re always on the move. I never see you take a break.”

Meng Anwen had returned to his leisurely, carefree demeanor, as if this were the proper way to live. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

Lin Moyu, by contrast, had been busy for so long that rest had become a rarity.

Lin Moyu sat down and took a sip of tea.

The flavor was decent, but ever since tasting the nameless tea in the Primordial Space, all ordinary tea felt nearly indistinguishable.

Compared to that, the difference was like heaven and earth.

Lin Moyu asked, “Has there been any news about Righteous God?”

Since Emperor Di’s departure, the human race technically no longer had a half-step Transcendent God.

No one knew how far along Righteous God was in his resurrection, and there had been no news for a long time.

Meng Anwen said, “Resurrection is no simple matter. Still, the human race is safe for now. There’s no need to worry excessively.”

Lin Moyu nodded, “I’m concerned that if the Demon Emperor and the Dragon Emperor learn that Emperor Di has left, they might seize the opportunity to strike us.”

“Very few people know of Emperor Di’s departure.” Meng Anwen replied, “The Demon Emperor and the Dragon Emperor won’t find out.”

“With Old Bai and the others around, it’s enough to hold the line. Even if something happens, the human race still has its hidden trump cards.”

Having endured its darkest times, the human race naturally possessed deeply concealed trump cards.

Lin Moyu nodded, realizing his concerns might be unnecessary.

Meng Anwen then asked, “Why don’t you ask about your sister?”

Lin Moyu gazed up at the sky. The warm sun hung high, its light faintly dazzling.

He took another sip of tea and said softly, “She said she has her own path to walk. When we reach the end, we’ll meet naturally.”

“I suspect her path was arranged long ago by Emperor Di. As for that end…”

Lin Moyu’s voice trailed off. The end Lin Mohan spoke of might not be the same one he envisioned.

Hers was likely a destination already known to Emperor Di—clear, defined, and visible.

After meeting Antares, the Dragon God, and the old man riding the green ox, Lin Moyu’s understanding of the end had changed.

He could no longer see it at all. His goal had stretched infinitely far, vast beyond measure, with no discernible boundary in sight.

Meng Anwen said, “Your sister is fortunate to have earned Lord Emperor Di’s recognition. Her future is bound to be extraordinary.”

“What about Yiyi? Now that you’re back, don’t you want to know how she’s doing?”

Lin Moyu smiled, “Isn’t that why I’m waiting for you to speak, Teacher?”

Meng Anwen couldn’t help but laugh, “You little rascal. You’ve picked up some bad habits.”

Lin Moyu smiled but said nothing. Over the past two years, he had made friends and grown more mature.

He was no longer as withdrawn and taciturn as before.

“Ning Yiyi, Mo Yun, and Shu Han have teamed up.” Meng Anwen said, “They’ve been doing dungeon grinding together. Later, a girl named Mu Xianxian joined them.”

“According to what I learned, the four of them have been working hard to level up. They should be in the Xiajing Academy’s Dungeon Hall right now.”

Lin Moyu understood Meng Anwen’s implication. If he wanted to see them, he could go to the Dungeon Hall.

The thought tempted him briefly, but he soon dismissed it.

“Forget it. I won’t go see them for now.”

He still had matters at hand and couldn’t set them aside.

Ever since learning the truth behind the world-shaking war of ancient times, a constant sense of urgency had weighed on his heart.

He feared that a similar catastrophe might one day descend again.

That pressure had only intensified after a powerhouse from beyond the world attempted to seize Shenxia City.

He needed to grow stronger. Only strength would allow him to face the coming crises.

Spending half a day in the White God Courtyard and chatting with Meng Anwen, it was a rare moment of rest for Lin Moyu.

Half a day later, a light enveloped him, and he departed.

Meng Anwen watched until the teleportation glow completely faded, then sighed softly, “This kid… he’s carrying a lot on his shoulders.”

Though Lin Moyu hadn’t spoken of it, Meng Anwen had keenly sensed the aura surrounding him.

Still, he didn’t ask. He knew Lin Moyu well. If something could be shared, he would share it. If not, there was no point in probing.

Unwittingly, Lin Moyu had come to grasp more and more secrets, seemingly even surpassing his teachers.

Just then, Meng Anwen’s communicator vibrated.

He checked the message, and his expression shifted. The Shenxia Tower appeared instantly. With a flourish of law, he formed a teleportation formation and vanished.

…

Antares eyed Lin Moyu with curiosity, “Why are you here again?”

Lin Moyu had activated Antares’s scale to teleport directly into his territory.

As for this uninvited guest, Antares was truly helpless.

After all, he had given him the scale himself. It was his own doing, and now he had to endure the consequences.

“I discovered something strange.” Lin Moyu said.

Antares immediately perked up, “What is it?”

Lin Moyu asked, “Is it possible to touch laws before level 96?”

Antares glared at him, “Say it another way. Don’t try to bait me. I don’t like that.”

“This Dragon, his temper is really getting worse.” Lin Moyu thought.

He then changed his phrasing: “While observing the growth and division of the Kunlun Snow Grass King, I entered a special state.”

“My soul rank rose slightly, and I seemed to touch upon a trace of laws.”

Antares nodded his massive head, “That’s better. Remember, say things directly. Don’t dance around the point.”

He was genuinely afraid of being baited by Lin Moyu. Every time, he ended up saying things he shouldn’t.

“Do you know what happened?” Lin Moyu asked.

Antares chuckled, “Of course I do. There’s nothing in this world that I don’t know. Do you really want to hear it?”

Antares began boasting again, though in truth, there really wasn’t much he didn’t know.

“I do.” Lin Moyu said.

Antares smiled in satisfaction, “Since you’re asking so sincerely, I’ll magnanimously enlighten you…”

Lin Moyu realized that Antares had truly developed bad habits; there was no saving him.

“He who touches pitch becomes stained.” He thought, “But then again… am I really that bad?”

Assuming the posture of a lecturing teacher, Antares said, “That state you experienced is called an epiphany. During an epiphany, the soul advances, and one may come into contact with profound truths.”

“Epiphany cannot be forced. Many never experience it even once in their lifetime. Your luck is quite good.”

“The law you touched was likely something you comprehended during that epiphany.”

“But an epiphany is only a key. The rest depends on your own comprehension.”

Lin Moyu listened carefully, then asked, “So reaching level 96 isn’t an absolute requirement to grasp law?”

“Of course not. Who told you that? Level 96 merely marks the point where the soul is strong enough to naturally approach law, and where comprehension becomes easier.”

Antares’s tone brimmed with disdain. His words completely overturned Lin Moyu’s previous understanding.

Lin Moyu finally realized that the law was not rigidly locked behind level 96. His so-called common sense had been flawed.

Antares laughed, “You humans love setting limits for yourselves—what level you need to do this, what level you need to use that. In my eyes, it’s all nonsense.”