Necromancer: I Am A Disaster

Yan Kuangsheng had never been this shocked before. Despite his vast experience, Lin Moyu’s words left him utterly speechless. From the look on Lin Moyu’s face, he could tell he wasn’t lying.

Yan Kuangsheng himself had only reached level 5 Divinity Force, which placed him alongside Bai Yiyuan at the pinnacle of the human race. This was already the highest recorded achievement in human history. But now, Lin Moyu said he had reached Level 39.

”How... how did you do it?” Yan Kuangsheng stammered, still struggling to comprehend.

Lin Moyu calmly explained how he gained his Divinity Force, touching on his class characteristics but carefully omitting the existence of the Shenzhou Cauldron.

Yan Kuangsheng had never encountered the Necromancer class before and speculated that it might be a newly emerged class. Every few years, new classes would surface among humans, so he didn’t find that part strange. After all, he had spent years isolated in the Bloody Land and wasn’t fully aware of current developments outside.

As Lin Moyu described his class’s unique characteristics, Yan Kuangsheng couldn’t help but feel both shocked and a little envious. Lin Moyu’s skills automatically leveled up with him, provided he grinded them to match his level. At lower levels, that wasn’t difficult to do.

Even with Yan Kuangsheng’s temperament, he found himself envying Lin Moyu’s abilities. Such a class was truly incredible. He recalled how hard he had worked to grind his own skills—an exhausting process that now seemed almost futile in comparison.

Yan Kuangsheng locked his eyes on Lin Moyu, ”You’re saying you reached the end of the Divine Selection Secret Realm, and then it... exploded?”

Lin Moyu nodded, ”Yes, it exploded.”

Yan Kuangsheng appeared thoughtful, ”So, the Divine Selection Secret Realm might never appear again. Have you told anyone else about this?”

Lin Moyu replied, ”Teacher Bai and Senior Meng both know. And now, you, too, Teacher.”

Yan Kuangsheng nodded. ”Since Meng Anwen knows, let him handle it. We don’t need to concern ourselves further.”

After a moment, he continued, ”Considering the level of your Divinity Force, we’ll need to adjust some of our plans. Let me ask you—are you afraid of death?”

Lin Moyu answered without hesitation, ”I don’t know.”

No one could really claim they didn’t fear death without experiencing it firsthand—and Lin Moyu was no exception.

Yan Kuangsheng, satisfied with Lin Moyu’s response, nodded, “Good. That’s honest. The terror between life and death is immense. Anyone who says he isn’t afraid is lying. Now, let me ask you again—if you had the chance to become a transcendent god-level powerhouse but faced a 50% chance of dying in the process, would you be afraid?”

”Transcendent god-level powerhouse... a being that surpasses god-level powerhouses.” Lin Moyu thought to himself. The mere idea was daunting. He swallowed, but after a brief pause, his gaze grew resolute, “I’d be afraid, but I’d still seize the opportunity. If I failed, I’d accept death calmly.”

Yan Kuangsheng wasn’t done yet, “And what if you had to face this life-or-death choice twice?”

Lin Moyu, his expression serious, responded firmly, “I’d make the same decision each time.”

Although Lin Moyu didn’t fully comprehend the true power of a god-level, much less a transcendent god-level powerhouse, his determination to grow stronger remained unshaken.

Yan Kuangsheng suddenly burst into laughter, “Good, good! I’m satisfied with your answer. Now, let me tell you what you must do next.”

Lin Moyu, despite the pain coursing through his body, listened intently.

Yan Kuangsheng’s plan revolved around Bloodthirsty Python meat, a rare and magical beast ingredient, and the Miraculous Draught was concocted from its flesh.

Lin Moyu had already consumed some of this meat, resulting in a massive boost—his attributes increased by 2,000, ten times greater than what the Elementary Miraculous Draught offered. However, he wouldn’t be able to consume it again until reaching level 50 or even level 60. 𝘙�

Originally, Yan Kuangsheng had planned for this step later in Lin Moyu’s journey. But things had changed. Lin Moyu’s Divinity Force was far too advanced, and the sooner he increased his base attributes, the greater the benefits. With each level-up, those attribute increases would compound, making the gap in attributes even more dramatic.

Even Yan Kuangsheng couldn’t predict how high Lin Moyu’s attributes would ultimately reach—but this was the most critical step in his path to becoming a transcendent god-level expert.

According to Yan Kuangsheng’s revised plan, Lin Moyu needed to consume another piece of Bloodthirsty Python meat at the beginning of his second class awakening. The goal was to harness the unique properties of the meat to trigger a massive surge in his attributes while simultaneously undergoing class sublimation. Ideally, this process would also unlock a new talent, laying an unparalleled foundation for Lin Moyu’s future growth.

However, this approach came with significant risks. As Yan Kuangsheng had warned, there was a 50% chance of death—it all depended on luck.

Lin Moyu, ever calm, said quietly, “Teacher Yan, my luck has always been very good.”

Yan Kuangsheng burst into hearty laughter, clearly pleased with his student’s confidence, “Good, very good! Wait here. I’ll go get a piece of Bloodthirsty Python heart meat for you.”

With that, he shot into the sky like a bolt of lightning.

Different parts of the Bloodthirsty Python’s body provided vastly different effects, and the disparity between them was enormous. The most potent part was the brain, followed by heart meat. The rest of the meat was far less effective. Unfortunately, the brain was nearly impossible to obtain; humanity hadn’t seen a piece in a long time. Even heart meat was rare, and it was used to create Intermediate Magical Draught. In reality, heart meat referred to the muscle tissue surrounding the heart, not the organ itself.

Lin Moyu understood just how difficult this meat was to obtain. Even for someone as powerful as Yan Kuangsheng, retrieving it carried immense danger. As he watched his teacher disappear into the sky, his heart swelled with gratitude.

Despite his body being drenched in blood, Lin Moyu’s eyes gleamed with determination. The intense pain had already started to subside. His base attributes had increased by 2,000, though, technically, the net gain was 1,800 because the 200 points previously granted by the Miraculous Draught had been offset the Bloodthirsty Python meat.

His spirit attribute had already exceeded 20,000—a massive number. The extra 2,000 points in spirit made little difference now. However, his other three basic attributes, which had been just over 2,000 before, had nearly doubled. This increase was substantial and immediately noticeable.

Lin Moyu knew that this change was only the beginning. The real transformation would come during his second class awakening.

At that time, his basic attributes would be doubled, and this growth would be calculated based on his current basic attributes.

”The teacher advises that I should eat the Bloodthirsty Python meat right at the start of the second class awakening to maximize my basic attributes. By doing this, my attributes will significantly surpass those of other class users. I can’t help but wonder how much they will increase…” Lin Moyu felt a growing sense of anticipation.

Seven days later, Yan Kuangsheng returned to the courtyard. His body was covered in blood, with unhealed wounds—a rare sight for a god-level powerhouse. Normally, someone of his caliber could heal minor injuries almost instantly, their regeneration ability comparable to that of a world boss. But this time, Yan Kuangsheng’s wounds were healing extremely slowly. The faint golden hue of his blood marked the difference between a god-level being and ordinary people.

Yan Kuangsheng noticed Lin Moyu’s concern and grinned, ”Don’t worry about it. These are just superficial wounds. That guy was being stingy, so I had to take it by force.”

With a casual motion, Yan Kuangsheng produced a purple talisman. Activating it, a radiant purple light enveloped his body, and in moments, the energy of a god-level Heal worked its magic. His wounds closed rapidly, disappearing as if they’d never existed.

Fully healed, Yan Kuangsheng handed Lin Moyu an ornate box, “The python heart meat is inside. You’ll need to consume it at the very start of your second class awakening. The process might be... uncomfortable.” He said with a grin, clearly amused, “So, make sure to enjoy it.”

Lin Moyu was momentarily speechless. His teacher, known for a rather bad temperament, appeared to have an unusual hobby.

Suddenly, Yan Kuangsheng’s expression shifted, and he looked skyward, ”Why are those guys here?”

Lin Moyu followed his teacher’s gaze but saw nothing.

”It’s some old guys from the empire.” Yan Kuangsheng explained, ”They’re here to gather python meat for the Magical Draught. But this time, they’re out of luck. That beast isn’t in a good mood right now.”

The empire frequently sent people to collect Bloodthirsty Python meat for the Miraculous Draught, but after Yan Kuangsheng’s fierce battle with the Bloodthirsty Python, it was likely that the creature was still enraged.

Yan Kuangsheng had an amused look on his face, ”Come on, let your teacher show you something interesting.” As he spoke, a powerful energy enveloped Lin Moyu. In an instant, the two shot into the sky, covering dozens of kilometers in the blink of an eye.