Necromancer: I Am A Disaster

Bai Yiyuan’s voice brimmed with disbelief, “You actually found it?”

“I’m not sure.” Lin Moyu replied, still shaken.

The memory felt surreal—almost like a dream. Part of him wondered if it had been a misconception.

Meng Anwen asked, “Tell us. What exactly did you see?”

Lin Moyu recalled carefully, “It was a pitch-black space. I saw a point of light, and when it exploded, I saw other points. It felt like each one represented a skill, but they were all dormant. It’s hard to explain.”

But Meng Anwen understood. That elusive, unreal sensation—he had felt it himself long ago.

And by the time he finally discovered the skills’ source, he had already surpassed level 80.

Lin Moyu, on the other hand, was only level 50, with ample time and opportunities ahead.

Meng Anwen asked, “What did that space look like to you?”

Lin Moyu thought hard. After a moment, he said, unsure, “Like a starry sky. Each point... like a silent, extinguished star.”

Both Meng Anwen and Bai Yiyuan looked surprised.

Lin Moyu noticed, “Teachers? Is something wrong?”

Meng Anwen shook his head, “No. There’s nothing wrong. Everyone sees something different.”

“What’s important is that you remember this feeling. At levels 60, 70, and 80, each skill awakening will be an opportunity.”

“You must repeatedly immerse yourself in this sensation, explore the space that belongs to you, and observe it closely.”

“No one else can guide you. This is something only you can understand.”

Lin Moyu asked, “Is there a specific method?”

Bai Yiyuan opened his mouth to speak, but Meng Anwen stopped him with a glance.

Meng Anwen said calmly, “That’s all we can tell you. The more you know, the more it may hinder you.”

“You must understand—everyone is different, even within the same class. Someone else’s experience won’t guide you. In the end, you can only rely on yourself.”

He repeated firmly, “You can only rely on yourself.”

Lin Moyu etched those words into memory.

He understood now—it wasn’t that Meng Anwen was unwilling to explain further, but that he truly couldn’t. Some things couldn’t be taught.

Perhaps knowing too much would only blur the path ahead.

It felt as though he had stepped into a hidden, mysterious realm—one that defied ordinary understanding.

Unlike others who simply used Skill Scrolls—either awakening a skill or failing, without understanding anything beyond that—he was actively seeking the skills’ source, setting him apart on a whole different level.

Lin Moyu didn’t press further, “I understand.”

Bai Yiyuan moved closed, curious, “So, what skills did you awaken?”

Lin Moyu answered, “I awakened three skills, namely Lightning Deathwings, Summon Elemental Lich, and Bone Prison. They’re flight-, summoning-, and control-type skills respectively.”

He briefly explained the effects of each skill.

Bai Yiyuan let out a low whistle and clicked his tongue, “Well, well. Your class is really becoming more and more well-rounded.”

Indeed, Lin Moyu’s class was growing increasingly well-rounded.

His core summoning-type skills had expanded, and he had also acquired both a flight- and a control-type skills.

Most only gained the ability of flight after level 70.

However, having a true flight skill made all the difference. Classes with it enjoyed speed and mobility that others couldn’t match.

Meng Anwen nodded thoughtfully, “Try using a Flash Skill Scroll. Let’s see if there’s anything you might’ve missed.”

Awakening three new skills at level 50 was completely normal. Still, to be thorough, it was worth checking.

By now, Lin Moyu had burned through nearly all of the 1,000 Intermediate Skill Scrolls he had prepared—only a few dozen remained. Not nearly enough to continue.

With no other option, he turned to Flash Skill Scrolls.

Fortunately, Dongfang Yi had just delivered 10 Flash Skill Scrolls, bringing his total to 14.

Losing one wouldn’t be a big deal.

Not wanting to miss anything, Lin Moyu used one immediately.

The Flash Skill Scroll dissolved into a cascade of shimmering lights—far more vivid and colorful than any ordinary Skill Scroll.

He felt it instantly: a rush of vast, mysterious energy flooding through his body, stirring something deep within.

The power it held was overwhelming—more than a hundred times stronger than a regular Skill Scroll.

In that moment, Lin Moyu understood why Flash Skill Scrolls guaranteed skill awakening—the mysterious power they contained was simply too immense.

He also understood something deeper: the why behind it. Not just how it worked, but the reason it worked.

If there had been even one skill left unawakened, it would have surfaced.

But this time—there was no reaction.

That confirmed it. He had awakened every available skill for his current level. Nothing was overlooked.

Meng Anwen nodded, “Good. You didn’t miss anything. Are you heading to the Immemorial Battlefield next?”

Lin Moyu replied, “Not yet. I want to grind my skills first.”

Of the three new skills, Lightning Deathwings would take the most time to grind. The other two? He was confident he could max them out quickly.

Meng Anwen said, “Alright. In the next few days, I’ll locate a teleportation node for you.”

The most convenient way to reach the Immemorial Battlefield was through Meng Anwen and the Shenxia Tower.

Without that shortcut, Lin Moyu would need to travel through several transfer points—an annoying and time-consuming hassle.

“Thank you, Teachers. I’ll go grind my skills first.”

After leaving White God Courtyard, Lin Moyu headed straight to the Trade Office without delay.

To grind Summon Elemental Lich, he needed materials imbued with elemental attributes.

The quality of the materials didn’t matter during the grinding process.

However, once the skill was maxed out, a high-grade material would be required to finalize the summon.

Once an Elemental Lich was successfully summoned, it would remain indefinitely—unless it was killed in battle, its summoning was canceled, or it was replaced by another of the same element.

Liches of different elements could coexist, but only one of each element could exist at a time.

At the Trade Office, Lin Moyu began sweeping up low-grade elemental materials.

Since this was just for grinding, he focused on level 10 materials—cheap and abundant.

With over 2 billion gold coins to his name, he had more than enough for what he needed.

A unit of Fire Flower, with the fire element, cost only 100 gold coins.

Azure Ice, with the water element, was slightly pricier at under 200 per unit.

These low-grade items were rather inexpensive.

Just to be safe, Lin Moyu tested a Fire Flower first.

Once he confirmed it could be used to summon a Fire Elemental Lich, he continued the purchase without hesitation.

He practically cleaned out the Trade Office’s stock of low-grade elemental materials.

By the time he was done, he had spent nearly 300 million gold coins—purchasing 100,000 units of each elemental type.

Estimating that this would be more than enough for skill grinding, Lin Moyu left the Trade Office and made his way to the Dungeon Hall.

As usual, he chose the Beast God Plateau dungeon.

The open terrain, temperate climate, and crisp, clean air made it the perfect environment for focused skill grinding.

More than anything, Lin Moyu was simply too lazy to pick a new dungeon.

Since he was still eligible to enter the Beast God Plateau at level 50, he figured he might as well stick with the familiar. No need to complicate things.

Skill: Lightning Deathwings!

With a soft crackle, a pair of wings materialized on Lin Moyu’s back.

Over three meters wide, they were constructed from interwoven white bones. Lightning arced across the skeletal frame, snapping and crackling with energy.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Moyu transformed into a bolt of lightning and shot skyward.

His flight speed was blisteringly fast, leaving behind a long streak of lightning in the air.

By his own estimation, he was flying at about 500 meters per second—significantly slower than his previous Lightning Wings.

But that was expected. This new skill was still only at level 1.

Lin Moyu descended smoothly and retracted the skill.

The transition was seamless—perfect for extended flight. But to push the speed further, the skill’s level would need to be raised.

The cooldown, however, was inconvenient—10 minutes. Which meant grinding the skill would be slow and time-consuming.

No choice but to commit.

Taking out a large stash of materials, Lin Moyu set them in front of him.

Time to grind Summon Elemental Lich.

As he activated the skill, a white flame bloomed in his palm.

From the flame, a tiny Lich leapt out—no larger than a fist.

It hovered in the air, its body wreathed in flickering fire. It could fly.

That was unexpected.

Instead of appearing terrifying, the little creature actually looked kind of cute. It circled lazily around Lin Moyu.

Since it was only at level 1, Lin Moyu didn’t bother checking its attributes.

Moments later, he summoned another Fire Elemental Lich. Instantly, the previous one burst into a puff of flame and vanished.

Only one Lich of each element could exist at a time.

That was the skill’s built-in restriction. There was no way to override it.

So he continued summoning Liches—one after another—burning through materials.

At the same time, every ten minutes, he cast Lightning Deathwings to gradually raise its level as well.