Necromancer: I Am A Disaster

The Coffin of Slumber didn’t resemble a coffin at all. It was little more than an ordinary box, completely unremarkable in appearance.

Holding it with his soul, Lin Moyu asked, ”I didn’t refine it incorrectly, did I?”

Antares glanced at it, ”That’s it. I’ve seen a few in the Dragon Race before. They all look like this.”

Lin Moyu found that strange, ”Why would Dragons need something like this?”

Dragons possessed extraordinarily long lifespans. Even ordinary Elemental Dragons could live for thousands of years. Sacred Dragons and Divine Dragons often lived for tens of thousands of years.

What use would they have for a Coffin of Slumber?

Antares looked at him as though he were an idiot, ”Do you think Dragons never get injured?”

”If you’re badly wounded, you can be placed inside it. It prevents your injuries from worsening and buys time for treatment.”

”The Coffin of Slumber has plenty of uses. Besides storing girls, it can hold other things as well. Figure it out yourself when you have the time.”

Lin Moyu put the box away, ”Alright, I understand.”

With this item, he would at least have a chance to defy heaven and change the fate of Ning Yiyi and the others.

He wouldn’t have to stand by helplessly and watch them grow old and die a century later because they couldn’t break through.

Over the past month, Lin Moyu had considered many possibilities.

Everyone had their own personality. They wouldn’t all make the same choices.

The path he chose for them might not be the path they wanted.

In the end, no matter what decision was made, he had to respect their wishes.

His soul took a deep breath and stretched leisurely, sending faint ripples through the soul world.

A month of continuous soul force use had further improved his control over his soul.

He had also gained considerable experience in the art of crafting.

The principles behind soul refinement were largely the same regardless of the item being crafted.

As long as he possessed the necessary materials and techniques, he could now use his soul force to forge all kinds of items.

It was fair to say he had mastered a new ability.

”My soul has already reached peak 2nd grade, and my level is close to level 89. It’s time to transfer the talents.”

As he spoke, Lin Moyu looked toward Antares.

The unspoken meaning was obvious: Is there anything else I should know? Anything you’ve forgotten to mention?

The previous attempt had only been a test, and Antares had clearly omitted a few details.

This matter allowed no room for error. Lin Moyu didn’t mind asking one more time.

Antares replied, ”There’s really nothing else. I just hope you succeed.”

”You’re sure?”

”Yes.”

”Absolutely sure?”

”Absolutely! Brat, do you really distrust me that much?”

”I suppose I do.”

Just because he had tricked Lin Moyu once, the brat now questioned every word he said.

What happened to trust? How could the trust between human and Dragon be so fragile?

Snorting angrily, Antares turned away and shut his enormous eyes, looking as though he wanted nothing more to do with Lin Moyu.

Seeing this, Lin Moyu knew he wasn’t truly angry.

Ignoring him, his soul main body descended into the depths of the soul world.

The surrounding sounds vanished.

The soul world was never truly silent. There were always faint background sounds—the hum of law art stars, subtle echoes from unknown sources, the soul main body’s energy flowing, and the circling of the Nine-Colored Dragon Soul.

These sounds were unimaginably quiet, countless times softer than the crawl of an ant.

They could not be heard with ears, only perceived by the soul.

Yet now, as he ventured deeper into the soul world, every sound disappeared.

The soul could no longer hear anything.

The Nine-Colored Dragon Soul continued to circle around it, but even it had fallen completely silent.

Darkness swallowed everything.

The light of the law art stars had long since faded; this place lay too deep within the soul world for their radiance to reach.

No one knew how deep the soul world truly was.

Because no one had ever reached its end.

Lin Moyu had asked about it before, but even Antares could not provide a definite answer.

What Antares did share was a story.

Long ago, an almost invincible powerhouse sought to uncover the secrets hidden in the deepest reaches of the soul world.

He pushed forward relentlessly, driving his soul toward the absolute depths.

In the end, he died.

When others discovered his body and examined it, they found that his soul had completely vanished, leaving behind nothing more than an empty shell.

The deeper one traveled into the soul world, the weaker the connection between soul and body became, until it eventually broke altogether.

The powerhouse Antares spoke of had met exactly that fate.

The bond between his body and soul had been severed, and his soul was lost in some unknown place, never to return.

Lin Moyu vaguely felt that the soul world was far more mysterious than it appeared.

If the opportunity arose in the future...

As he pondered, a faint point of light appeared in the darkness, casting a dim glow across the mysterious expanse.

The gate of the talent world appeared before him.

The crack he had torn open remained unchanged.

The talent world seemed both real and unreal, existing somewhere between illusion and reality. It was impossible to describe clearly.

More importantly, it was a place no outsider could enter.

Only he could step inside.

Approaching the gate, Lin Moyu looked through the crack and once again saw the three flames.

Three purple flames representing his three talents.

They burned fiercely in a triangular formation, each containing a talent seed at its core.

If he could remove a talent seed and bring it to the soul world, he would successfully bring the talent out.

Then, even after reaching level 90, when the gate of the talent world gradually closed, his talents would not disappear.

Lin Moyu understood the value of talents better than anyone.

All three were indispensable.

He would rather lose half his law arts than sacrifice a single talent.

His soul main body passed through the gate and entered the talent world.

A scorching wave surged toward him.

It was a heat that only the soul main body could feel.

Lin Moyu had no way of estimating the temperature of the purple flames.

The last time he came here, his soul had been too weak.

At peak 2nd grade, he had been unable even to touch the talent seeds.

Now, however, his soul had reached the peak 2nd grade.

Clad in iron armor, covered in a layer of golden radiance, he stood only a step away from 3rd grade.

There should be no problems this time.

Filled with confidence, Lin Moyu extended his hand into a talent flame and reached for the talent seed.

The moment his hand entered the fire, searing pain exploded through his soul.

Prepared for it, he merely let out a muffled grunt and pressed forward.

The golden light around his soul shone brilliantly, while the iron armor beneath it resisted the talent flame’s relentless burning.

A peak 2nd grade soul was far stronger than a peak 1st grade one.

This time, he grasped the talent seed with ease.

The instant his fingers closed around it, the talent flame erupted.

The purple fire surged and engulfed his entire soul.

Pain crashed into him from every direction.

It felt as though countless enemies were attacking his soul simultaneously.

The fire was several times more powerful than before.

A chill ran through him.

Had this happened during his previous attempt, he would have been reduced to ashes the moment he touched the talent seed.

He wouldn’t have truly died. But the suffering would have been unimaginable.

Wave after wave of agony battered him.

Soul pain was far worse than physical pain.

His soul trembled violently. His body shook in response.

A voice deep within his subconscious urged him to let go.

If he let go of the talent seed, the fire would disappear, and the pain would end.

But if he let go now, every effort he had made would be wasted.

How could he possibly let go?

Absolutely impossible.

With a light grunt, Lin Moyu gritted his teeth, tightened his grip on the talent seed, and charged out of the talent world.