Necromancer: I Am A Disaster

A few days later, Meng Anwen, Bai Yiyuan, and Yan Kuangsheng went together to propose marriage on Lin Moyu’s behalf.

Their first stop was the Ning Family, where they agreed on the wedding date with Ning Tairan.

They then visited the Mo Family, the Shu Family, and the Jialan Guild.

After several rounds of discussion, the wedding was scheduled for one month later.

The three made no effort to conceal their actions, turning the entire affair into a grand spectacle.

As a result, news of Lin Moyu’s upcoming marriage spread across the Shenxia Empire like a storm.

To most people in the empire, Lin Moyu was a legendary figure and a role model. No one found it strange that he was marrying four women at once.

In fact, some felt four was too few, arguing that someone of his status should have dozens of wives.

When Lin Moyu heard such remarks, he could only smile wryly. They were treating him like a breeding stallion.

According to the Shenxia Empire’s custom, once a wedding date was set, the bride and groom were not supposed to meet.

During the following days, Lin Moyu spent much of his time reflecting.

His feelings for Mo Yun, Shu Han, and Mu Xianxian were not as deep as those he held for Ning Yiyi, yet he undeniably cared for them.

All three were exceptional women whose beauty and charm were difficult for anyone to ignore.

Deep down, he had never opposed the arrangement.

It was a natural response, one he saw no reason to deny.

Lin Moyu chose to face his feelings honestly. He knew what he wanted, and as long as he believed it was the right choice, nothing else mattered.

Ning Yiyi, meanwhile, found the situation perfectly normal.

Having grown up in a prestigious family, she had seen many elders with multiple wives and concubines.

Even her beloved grandfather had three wives, and all three grandmothers had treated her kindly.

Influenced by such an environment from a young age, she had long accepted it as ordinary.

Preparations for the wedding were already underway, though Meng Anwen and the others handled everything. Lin Moyu himself had virtually nothing to do.

Deep within the Chuangshen Institute, he arrived before the cultivation dwelling.

Soul force flowed from him, activating the formation guarding the entrance.

”Sister.” He called through soul-echo.

A trace of aura drifted from within the formation.

Lin Moyu immediately sensed that Lin Mohan had grown stronger yet again.

Her aura was more majestic than before, and the law’s density had increased tremendously.

She seemed to be on the verge of reaching the half-step Transcendent God-level.

Only a few days had passed, yet her strength had advanced dramatically once more.

At this rate, she would likely become a level 98 half-step Transcendent God—like Jiang Yi—within ten days to two weeks.

Even Lin Moyu could not help but feel a trace of envy.

Accumulating soul force was one thing, but law comprehension and raising one’s soul rank was another entirely.

He could not help but wonder what kind of talent allowed Lin Mohan to bypass such bottlenecks so effortlessly.

”Moyu, is something wrong?” Lin Mohan’s voice transmitted through the formation.

Her tone was steady and full of vitality. She sounded perfectly fine.

Lin Moyu replied, ”My wedding date has been set. The ceremony will be held at the Xiajing Academy in one month.”

”Really?” Delight filled Lin Mohan’s voice, ”With Yiyi?”

”Yiyi will be there.” Lin Moyu said, ”But there will be others as well.”

Lin Mohan’s voice jumped several octaves, ”Really?”

”Mm. Four brides in total.”

”Little brother, you’ve finally seen the light! The Lin Family can finally prosper and grow!”

Lin Mohan sounded overjoyed. Her aura surged violently, causing the surrounding laws to clash and rumble.

At that moment, any lingering doubts Lin Moyu had harbored vanished completely. He became even more certain that his sister was fine.

”Sister, will you attend?”

”Of course. How could I miss my little brother’s wedding?”

Satisfied, Lin Moyu decided not to disturb her further.

The fluctuations of law within the cultivation dwelling suggested she was approaching a critical breakthrough.

Inside a small stone chamber deep within the cultivation dwelling, Lin Mohan faced a stone wall and spoke softly.

”Can you wait another month?”

”Oh? You’re not resisting this time?”

Starlight suddenly radiated from the wall as a majestic, authoritative voice echoed through the chamber.

The instant it spoke, an overwhelming pressure descended, every law within the chamber froze.

Lin Mohan froze as well.

It felt as though thousands of tons of weight had crashed down upon her, pinning her firmly in place.

”Is there any point in resisting?” Lin Mohan sighed.

”Resistance is futile. Very well, I shall grant you one more month. One month from now, I will come for you.”

The voice faded away, and the stone wall stopped glowing.

The laws resumed their flow.

Lin Mohan’s eyelids twitched.

This wasn’t the first time the owner of that voice had appeared, and every encounter was terrifying beyond measure.

Compared to her teacher, Emperor Di, the being behind that voice was incomparably more formidable.

A headache began to form. Rubbing her temples, Lin Mohan muttered inwardly, “Who recruits a disciple like this? I’ve heard of forced buying and selling, but forcing someone to become a disciple? How can anyone be this unreasonable?”

Of course, she only dared to think those words. Speaking them aloud was out of the question.

She clearly remembered the day she broke through to level 96. The mysterious existence had suddenly appeared and declared that they were taking her as a disciple.

Her objections had been completely ignored.

The gap in strength between them was simply too vast—so overwhelming that resistance wasn’t even an option.

Worse still, the other party was absurdly domineering.

If she refused, they threatened to destroy the entire world.

Lin Mohan never doubted they possessed the ability to do exactly that.

At first, she had tried every possible method to placate them and buy time, but her efforts achieved little.

Aside from cultivation, most of her days were spent conversing with this mysterious being.

Though their attitude was arrogant and oppressive, they were at least willing to converse with her occasionally.

Through those conversations, Lin Mohan gradually learned more about the greater world.

Emperor Di had once told her that a greater world existed beyond their own, but his knowledge had been limited.

Now, she finally possessed a proper understanding of what lay beyond.

The other party had originally stated that they would come for her once she reached half-step Transcendent God-level.

At the time, Lin Mohan had thought she could simply stop cultivating.

Unfortunately, the other party gave her no such opportunity.

They directly infused her with immense soul force and countless insights into law.

Under this force-fed method of instruction, her level continued to rise despite her unwillingness.

She tried every form of resistance she could think of, but all of them failed.

The other party wouldn’t even allow her to leave the chamber.

As a result, her cultivation speed accelerated at an absurd rate, as though she had been strapped to a rocket.

In the end, she had no choice but to give in.

”One month… Only one month left.” Lin Mohan clasped her head and sighed.

When that time came, she would undoubtedly be taken away to become the disciple of a complete stranger.

No matter what happened, she at least wanted to attend Lin Moyu’s wedding before then.

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On his way back from the Chuengshen Institute, Lin Moyu suddenly began to radiate a pure white glow.

A pillar of light descended from the heavens, enveloping him completely.

The pillar of light connected heaven and earth, plunging deep into the vast ocean below.

Instantly, fierce winds roared across the ocean, and waves surged skyward.

A strange aura emanated from Lin Moyu’s body, sending wave after wave of pressure rippling through the surroundings.

”So it’s finally happening.” Lin Moyu murmured.

He had expected the breakthrough to occur within the next few days, but it had arrived earlier than anticipated.

Level 90—God-level—a boundary of monumental transformation.

Countless descriptions of the God-level existed, yet none could fully explain what it truly meant.

Every person’s understanding was unique, and the insights they gained naturally varied as well.

Antares had once told him that he absolutely had to reach level 90 within the Human World, though he never explained why.

Everything would have to be understood through his own insights.