Catastrophic necromancer

**Chapter 822: Successfully Brainwashing Lin Muyu**

In the Baishen Courtyard, Bai Yiyuan’s deafening laughter echoed. Lin Yan Kuangsheng, standing nearby, did not comment. He had no experience and no right to speak.

Bai Yiyuan actually had no right either, but as someone who had been through it, he had no problem making fun of Lin Muyu.

Thus, the shameless Bai Yiyuan laughed heartily, giving Lin Muyu no face at all.

Lin Muyu could only choose to ignore it.

He didn’t know when he first realized that his teacher, this awe-inspiring figure in everyone’s eyes, was actually such a shameless person. Lin Muyu thought it might have been the first time they went to the Bloodshed Land.

Only Meng Anwen, with a gentle smile, looked at Lin Muyu.

Lin Muyu also knew that perhaps only Meng Anwen could give him the answers he sought.

This teacher, who was calm and collected, had a hidden depth.

He had been through countless flowers but remained untouched by any leaf.

He should be able to solve Lin Muyu’s problem.

Meng Anwen extended his cup, and Lin Muyu immediately poured hot tea into it, respectfully handing back the fragrant cup.

When asking for help, one must show the proper attitude.

Meng Anwen slowly said, “Only four?”

What do you mean, only four!

Lin Muyu’s mouth twitched twice, not knowing how to respond.

Meng Anwen continued, “Yi Yi is Old Ning’s granddaughter, Yun’er is Old Mo’s granddaughter, and Shu Han is the granddaughter of the Medicine God Shu. These three families are all giants.”

The Ning family, the Mo family, and the Shu family were all colossal entities.

Any one of them could shake the entire Shenxia Empire.

Not to mention the three families combined.

Lin Muyu said, “And they have a good relationship with Yi Yi.”

Meng Anwen chuckled, “And there’s that girl named Mu Xianxian, who is simple and has a deep bond with Yi Yi, like sisters.”

“Xiao Yu, let me ask you, do you have feelings for these three?”

Lin Muyu shook his head, indicating he had no such feelings.

It wasn’t about whether he had feelings for them; it was about whether they had feelings for him. Meng Anwen continued, “Do you dislike them?”

Lin Muyu shook his head again, “No.”

Thinking about it, he had interacted with all three of them.

In the Eternal Battlefield, he had fought alongside Mo Yun, who was decisive and never dragged her feet, a true heroine.

He had cleared dungeons with Mu Xianxian, increasing their earnings. Mu Xianxian was simple, like a blank sheet of paper, never competing or fighting, and very obedient.

In the academy, Shu Han was like a close elder sister, elegant, intelligent, and understanding.

Each of the three was an outstanding woman.

Lin Muyu considered them friends but never had any romantic thoughts.

Meng Anwen smiled, “Not even a little bit? Or maybe just a little?”

Lin Muyu was about to speak but was interrupted by Meng Anwen, “You don’t need to answer. Your actions have already given the answer.”

“If you had no feelings at all, you would have straightforwardly told them before. Some things are better said clearly.”

Lin Muyu was slightly stunned, “Is that so?”

“Isn’t it?” Meng Anwen sipped his tea, his eyes filled with amusement.

Lin Muyu, usually calm and quick to judge, was truly clueless when it came to emotions.

Meng Anwen said, “Most things in the world can be divided into black and white, but not emotions.”

“If you truly have no feelings, just tell them clearly, so they don’t wait in vain. Don’t be like Old Bai, stringing people along for half a lifetime before finally getting together.”

Bai Yiyuan’s laughter abruptly stopped. How did the conversation turn to him?

Yan Kuangsheng held back his laughter, “Exactly, a clueless fool like you has no right to make fun of Xiao Yu.”

Bai Yiyuan snorted, “Better than you, an old bachelor.”

“That’s because I don’t want to find one. If I wanted to, I could have plenty.”

Lin Muyu tuned out their bickering and continued seeking Meng Anwen’s advice. Meng Anwen pointed a finger, creating a simple formation that enveloped them, isolating outside sounds.

“Xiao Yu, actually, the teacher’s advice is to marry them all.”

Meng Anwen’s heartfelt words shocked Lin Muyu. Marry them all? He had never thought of that.

Meng Anwen said, “Besides Yi Yi, the other three are your friends, right?”

“And they are also Yi Yi’s friends, right?”

“Imagine if you only marry Yi Yi. Wouldn’t it be awkward between you all in the future? You might not even remain friends.”

“And the three of them would be heartbroken, and Yi Yi wouldn’t be happy either.”

“Instead of making things awkward, why not marry them all?”

Lin Muyu was at a loss for words. His teacher’s logic was truly eye-opening. Could problems really be solved this way?

Meng Anwen chuckled, “With your status in the empire, you have special privileges. Marrying a few more is no problem. As for those old folks, I’ll handle them for you.”

“Don’t worry, in families like Yi Yi’s and Mo Yun’s, it’s not uncommon to have multiple wives. Old Ning has three wives.”

“And you said it yourself, the four of them haven’t fought, which says something.”

Meng Anwen’s words seemed reasonable, but Lin Muyu still felt something was off.

Meng Anwen continued, “A real man shouldn’t hesitate. Either marry them all or none at all. It’s up to you.”

Lin Muyu suddenly asked, “Teacher, why didn’t you marry?”

Meng Anwen laughed, “Too many people, can’t handle it.”

One sentence left Lin Muyu speechless.

Too many people…

Indeed, there were quite a few. That day, he saw no less than twenty.

There might be even more he hadn’t seen.

In his youth, Meng Anwen was recognized as the most handsome man in the Shenxia Empire, with countless admirers.

Meng Anwen continued to talk to Lin Muyu.

Either marry them all or none at all.

If he only married one, three would be heartbroken, and he would lose three friends.

The Shenxia Empire’s tradition wasn’t monogamy. Generally, capable men would marry several wives.

In the end, under Meng Anwen’s persuasion, Lin Muyu was successfully brainwashed.

The rest was left to Meng Anwen and the others.

According to the Shenxia Empire’s tradition, a proposal must be made by an elder.

Meng Anwen was the best candidate.

At the Ning family in Xiaking, a transfer formation was in operation.

Ning Yi Yi sat quietly in the center of the formation, receiving the baptism of the laws of heaven and earth.

The formation was personally set up by Meng Anwen, the best transfer formation among the human race.

Sensing Ning Yi Yi’s state within the formation, Meng Anwen knew there would be no problems.

Next, it would depend on Ning Yi Yi’s luck.

Ning Yi Yi had the Elemental God Stone given by Lin Muyu, which could increase the probability of career sublimation. Coupled with the formation set up by Meng Anwen and the numerous treasures provided by the Ning family, the probability of career sublimation exceeded fifty percent.

Ning Yi Yi also had the Talent God Stone and the Skill God Stone.

Not only could she awaken talents, but she could also enhance her skills.

Lin Muyu had taken a completely different path, so these items were useless to him and were all given to Ning Yi Yi.

With these items, even if Ning Yi Yi didn’t achieve career sublimation, it wouldn’t have much impact.

Meng Anwen stood side by side with Ning Tairan, while everyone else stood ten meters away. Regardless of their status or position, they were not qualified to stand alongside them.

Meng Anwen whispered, “Old Ning, I’m here to propose on behalf of Xiao Yu.”

Ning Tairan seemed to have expected this, his eyes gleaming, “Good.”