Necromancer: I Am A Disaster

Dongfang Yao left the Dungeon Hall in a daze, her mind reeling from what she had witnessed, any motivation she had to level grind evaporated. Lin Moyu’s dominance in the dungeon had shaken her confidence, leaving her feeling almost insignificant in comparison. It wasn’t until she returned home that her mind began to clear.

Dongfang Yao hurriedly sought out a Grand Councillor. She needed to know everything there was to know about Lin Moyu. Within half an hour, various reports and information about Lin Moyu were placed before her.

As she flipped through the documents, she quickly realized that the data wasn’t complete. Certain details were missing—particularly concerning his time on the Immemorial Battlefield and his feats in the Abyss. However, what had occurred in the public eye was thoroughly documented.

The more she read, the more astonished Dongfang Yao became. She had never imagined that someone’s life could be so legendary.

While she had been focusing on leveling up, Lin Moyu had risen to prominence like a blazing comet. His achievements seemed almost too incredible to believe. From the moment he awakened his class, in just over half a year, he had climbed from level 1 to level 39 i, and now, his second class awakening was around the corner. His leveling speed was as if he were riding a rocket.

Dongfang Yao was deeply shaken, feeling insignificant compared to him. She read about his extraordinary feats. He claimed first place in the great examination and dominated the class user competition, securing first place in both the team and individual categories and even shattering the centuries-old undefeated record in the unrestricted competition.

And in the Dimensional Battlefield, he slaughtered Demons as though they were nothing. Recently, he had single-handedly defeated an entire legion and got promoted to a godly general.

Each of these accomplishments was legendary in its own right. For most, just one of these achievements would be enough to boast about for a lifetime—but Lin Moyu had done it all, and more. Dongfang Yao couldn’t even imagine what had been left out of the report. The missing details hinted at even more untold feats.

What stunned her most was discovering that Lin Moyu was Bai Yiyuan’s disciple. Dongfang Yao was left utterly speechless, ”Isn’t he Mad God’s disciple? How could he also be White God’s disciple? Does he have two god-level teachers? That’s unheard of! Oh my god!”

Her face flushed, and her breathing quickened. No one had ever been taken as a disciple by two top-tier god-level experts simultaneously. Lin Moyu’s genius was beyond unparalleled—it was monstrous. No one in the past millennium had scaled such heights so quickly.

As Dongfang Yao processed this overwhelming information, her eyes fell on a line about Lin Moyu’s relatives, ”Lin Mohan? So, he has a sister. If he’s this much of a genius, his sister must be just as remarkable.”

Driven by curiosity, she requested details on Lin Mohan. As she read through her information, she was utterly stunned. Lin Moyu was already a freak, but his sister? She was even more of a freak.

“What kind of monstrous family is this?” Dongfang Yao muttered under her breath.

The information on Lin Mohan was concise yet mind-blowing. She had joined Xiajing Academy a year and a half ago, and then entered the Chuangshen Institute. Just half a month ago, she had reached level 69 and was preparing for her third class awakening. In only a year and a half, she had advanced from the first class awakening to the third.

Dongfang Yao was floored. The papers slipped from her hands as she sat in a daze, unable to process the shock.

“Yao, what’s wrong?”

A voice interrupted her thoughts. Dongfang Yi, clad in luxurious attire, approached. His resemblance to Dongfang Yao was unmistakable, with striking features that radiated grace. Though he couldn’t rival Bai Yiyuan or Yan Kuangsheng in strength, but when it came to looks, he easily outshone them both.

Dongfang Yao’s beauty was, without a doubt, inherited from him.

Showing none of a ruler’s formal airs, Dongfang Yi bent down to pick up the papers she had dropped. At this moment, he was just a doting father.

After skimming through the papers containing Lin Moyu’s information, Dongfang Yi quickly surmised the situation. His daughter must have been unsettled by what she’d discovered.

Smiling, he said reassuringly, ”Lin Moyu is indeed a rare talent, one that only appears once in a millennium. He even surpasses White God back in the day. Why were you looking into him, Yao? You don’t know him, do you?”

Dongfang Yao replied, ”I met him today when I went with the Grand Councillors to get Bloodthirsty Python meat. He’s not just White God’s disciple—he’s also Mad God’s disciple.”

“Oh?” Dongfang Yi raised an eyebrow, “That’s unexpected. To be taken as a disciple by both of them, he must truly be exceptional. Yao, if the opportunity arises, try to get along with him. You’re both geniuses; maybe you can become friends.”

Dongfang Yao smiled bitterly, thinking, “Compared to him, what do I even amount to?”

”Father, take a look at this.” She then handed him the information about Lin Mohan. In her eyes, Lin Mohan was an even greater enigma than her brother.

After reading through it, Dongfang Yi sighed deeply, ”Lin Mohan is that person’s disciple. These siblings are both top-tier geniuses and must not be taken lightly.”

Dongfang Yao nodded. “Don’t worry, Father. I’ll keep it in mind.”

Dongfang Yi had previously told her about the elite experts of the empire—Bai Yiyuan, Yan Kuangsheng, Meng Anwen, Ning Tairan—each of them was a top-tier being. But there was one person who stood above them all. According to Dongfang Yi, this individual was not just a pillar of the empire, but a cornerstone of humanity itself. In his youth, Dongfang Yi had aspired to become that person’s disciple, but his request had been rejected. Even now, after reaching god-level status, Dongfang Yi still carried the weight of that disappointment.

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Meanwhile, Lin Moyu tirelessly raided the Water God’s Courtyard dungeon. Each run increased his EXP by about 5%, and while the gains seemed modest, the efficiency was solid. His level 39 Divinity Force granted him an incredible recovery ability, and even after ten consecutive dungeon runs, he felt no fatigue. At this point, the Fatigue Potion seemed entirely unnecessary.

After each raid, Lin Moyu would collect two Water Crystal Fragments. After ten successful runs, he had gathered 20 fragments, which he then used to form four Water Crystals. He proceeded to fuse two of these crystals into his two Elemental Divine Stones.

[Elemental Divine Stone (fire, poison, earth, light, water): increases the chances of class sublimation by 25% during the third class awakening.]

[Elemental Divine Stone (fire, earth, light, water): increases the chances of class sublimation by 20% during the third class awakening.]

For every additional element contained within an Elemental Divine Stone, the chances of class sublimation increased by 5%. Lin Moyu planned to continue collecting elemental crystals, aiming to fuse as many as possible to maximize his chances of class sublimation during the third class awakening.

The third class awakening was known to be the most difficult. While many legendary class users achieved sublimation during their second class awakening, the odds of a second sublimation during the third class awakening were staggeringly low. To date, only a handful of people had ever accomplished a two-time class sublimation.

The challenge of achieving two-time class sublimation was second only to three-time talent awakening.

Inside the dungeon, Lin Moyu checked his EXP.

[Level: 40 (0%)]

”Level 40 at last.” He murmured, clenching his fists, his body trembling with anticipation. Reaching level 40 meant one thing: he was finally eligible for the second class awakening.

At this point, his progress had halted. No matter how many monsters he defeated, his EXP remained frozen at zero. His attributes had also stagnated, unchanged from when he was level 39. To break through, Lin Moyu needed to undergo a class awakening ceremony and complete the second class awakening. Without that, further advancement was impossible.

His highest attribute was his spirit—26,830. Strength, agility, and physique all sat at 4,006, bringing his total attributes to 38,848—far exceeding what most level 39 class users could achieve. By comparison: ordinary class users at level 39 typically had around 15,000 in total attributes; superior class users usually reached 18,000, a 3,000-point advantage over ordinary class users; legendary class users boasted 23,000 in total attributes, 5,000 points more than superior class users and 8,000 more than ordinary class users.

While the focus of each class was different depending on their core strengths, the overall difference in total attributes wasn’t significant. After the second class awakening, total attributes would double, widening the gaps between the class grades dramatically. At high levels, legendary class users would dwarf ordinary class users, not just in raw attributes but also in the power of their skills.

After all his experiences, Lin Moyu’s total attributes neared 39,000. However, after subtracting the 15,000 points of spirit from Soul Crystals, the 8,000 points from Bloodthirsty Python meat, and the attribute boosts granted by Divinity Force from level 30 onwards, Lin Moyu realized that his original attributes weren’t much different from those of legendary class users.