Catastrophic necromancer

**Chapter 861: Hold Tight, Don’t Always Think About Women**

A gentle breeze blew as Lin Muyu just flew out of the sea. The seawater was boiling and burning. Antares’ dragon breath had sent him back to the human world, directly into the sea. The dragon breath was so strong that it ignited the seawater.

Lin Muyu helplessly flew into the air, waiting for the dragon breath to extinguish. After Lin Muyu left, Antares’ expression gradually became serious. The mist covering its body completely dissipated. Its body was glowing, enveloped in nine-colored light, shining brightly.

“Finally, it’s all complete.”

“How many years has it been, how many years!”

“My dragon pearls have finally all returned.”

Antares muttered to itself, its tone slightly excited.

“Soon, I will be able to return to the peak. By then, all of you will have to wait for me. The debts owed to me, I will collect with interest.”

“Old guy, don’t think that giving me two dragon pearls will settle this matter.”

“Not enough, far from enough!”

The light grew more dazzling, and Antares’ aura was rapidly rising. With all the dragon pearls returned, Antares’ power would return to its peak. Moreover, Antares had two dragon pearls given by the Dragon God. Once it fully absorbed the power and inheritance within these two dragon pearls, it might be able to nurture its own dragon pearls.

Antares disdained using others’ dragon pearls. Gaining without effort would have many drawbacks. Only the dragon pearls it cultivated itself truly belonged to it. In the dragon race, dragon pearls represented strength, identity, and status. The number of dragon pearls was nine at the extreme. Every additional nine pearls would signify a major realm difference, and the identity and status would be vastly different.

It is said that the Dragon Ancestor had 36 dragon pearls, being the head of the dragon race. The current Dragon God had 27 dragon pearls, one major realm short of the Dragon Ancestor. Antares had 16 dragon pearls, one major realm short of the Dragon God. But Antares was still considered an absolute powerhouse in the dragon race, second only to the Dragon God.

This time, Antares had the hope of cultivating two more dragon pearls, bringing the total to 18, reaching the peak of its level. By then, unless the Dragon God personally suppressed it, Antares would fear no one else in the dragon race. As for whether the Dragon God would suppress it, Antares knew some inside information and was not worried.

Low dragon roars sounded one after another as Antares began to recover, climbing towards its former peak.

When Lin Muyu returned to the manor, he was slightly surprised, “Why is she here?”

In Lin Muyu’s perception, Lilian was sitting in the hall. Shu Han was also in the hall, talking to Lilian. It was clear that Shu Han and Lilian had become somewhat familiar. It seemed Lilian had been here for a few days. Shu Han was drinking tea, and Lilian was drinking her own dragon blood wine. A faint bloody smell filled the air.

When Lin Muyu appeared, Lilian sensed it and smiled, “Finally back.”

Lin Muyu walked into the hall. Seeing Lin Muyu, Shu Han’s eyes showed joy. She got up and came to Lin Muyu’s side, naturally holding his hand, “You’re back.”

Lin Muyu nodded, “I’m back, sorry to make you worry.”

From Shu Han’s eyes, Lin Muyu could see the worry. Shu Han smiled, “It’s good that you’re back.”

Seeing the two being affectionate, Lilian couldn’t help but sneer. Her expression clearly showed some disdain. Lin Muyu knew that for someone with great ambition, such matters of love were obstacles on the path to becoming stronger.

Lin Muyu held Shu Han’s small hand, “You came to see me, is there something you need?”

Lilian glanced at Shu Han, “Is it convenient to talk?”

Lin Muyu smiled, “There’s nothing inconvenient, go ahead.”

Lilian was straightforward, “At the current pace, your human race will control the abyss in one to two years.”

“I’ve almost completed what I promised you. What about what you promised me?”

Lin Muyu said, “It’s almost done. I’m already level 98, not far from becoming a super god.”

Lilian assessed Lin Muyu, feeling his powerful aura. He was indeed level 98. Once Lin Muyu reached the super god level, becoming the master of the world should not be difficult. By then, her plan would be fully realized.

“You came just for this?” Lin Muyu asked curiously.

Lilian rolled her eyes at Lin Muyu, “Is that not allowed? My home is about to be torn apart by your human race. I’m here to urge you, is there a problem?”

“So you don’t lie in bed all day, delaying my plan.”

Lilian’s words were always strong, but that eye roll was still full of charm. She was too beautiful, unbelievably so. Lin Muyu didn’t know how a half-human, half-demon could be so beautiful. Lin Muyu smiled, “You came at the right time. I also have something to discuss with you.”

“What is it?”

“Cooperate with me in a play.”

“Another play?”

“Yes, another play.”

“Alright, tell me, how do you want me to cooperate?”

Lin Muyu explained his plan. Lilian glanced at Lin Muyu, “You want to gather the power of faith, right?”

Lin Muyu was slightly surprised, how did she know?

Lilian chuckled, “Don’t worry about how I know. Alright, I’ll cooperate with you in this play.”

“Let’s set the time for half a year later. When your human race advances a bit more, and your power of faith weakens a bit more.”

“Then I’ll take action and create some trouble for your human race.”

Lin Muyu nodded, “Alright, don’t go too far.”

Lilian laughed, “Don’t worry, I know my limits. And you, hold tight, don’t always think about women.” After saying that, Lilian turned and left without looking back.

Leaving Shu Han blushing, “That guy talks nonsense, even as a demon emperor.”

Lin Muyu smiled, “She’s just like that. In her mind, living is the most important. Becoming stronger is also for survival. She never values other things.”

Shu Han pulled Lin Muyu to sit down, pouring him hot tea, “She still likes to drink dragon blood.”

Lin Muyu leisurely drank the tea, acting like a lord, “When did she come?”

Shu Han thought for a moment, “Three days ago. She didn’t say anything, just drank dragon blood and did nothing else. Invited her to eat, she didn’t come.”

“But I just saw you chatting with her.”

Shu Han nodded, “Didn’t talk the first day, only two sentences the second day. I feel like she has something heavy on her mind.”

“Maybe.”

Everyone has something on their mind. Lilian has her worries, and so does he. Many things can’t be spoken, only borne alone.

This trip to the deep space was fruitful. He leveled up twice, with both soul level and grade reaching level 98, finally achieving balance. The soul quality, which had just entered the third grade, was now moving towards the fourth grade. Also, in the state of overdrawing soul power, he unexpectedly triggered the law contained in the Wings of the Undead spell.

The space law, along with the time law, is in the first tier of laws. Very strong, extremely strong. But he was still far from comprehending it. Even the most familiar undead law could only be driven, not controlled. The future path is still long.