Catastrophic necromancer

Chapter 662: Eating Directly, Somewhat Wasteful

The Kunlun Great God spoke to Lin Moyu about his past. Lin

The snow had started falling again, and the cold wind blowing on the Kunlun Great God’s passionate emotions also became warm.

While narrating, the Kunlun Great God occasionally glanced towards the back of the palace.

Lin Moyu felt that if it weren’t for his presence, the Kunlun Great God would have already gone inside to accompany the God of Holy Sound.

From the Kunlun Great God’s every move and word, it was clear that their feelings for each other were very deep.

Even after thousands of years, nothing had changed.

The Kunlun Great God began to tell his story.

When the great war started, both the Kunlun Great God and the God of Holy Sound perished, leaving behind two divine personalities.

After testing, it was found that a couple among the human race was very suitable to inherit the divine personalities and become the new Kunlun Great God and God of Holy Sound.

Thus, after a series of operations, the couple successfully inherited the divine personalities and transformed from humans into gods.

At that time, the human race and the gods were united, fighting together against external threats without any distinction.

Failure meant extinction; it was a life-and-death war with no room for reasoning.

This is his story.

Regarding the Kunlun Divine Palace, it had already existed when the previous Kunlun Great God was alive. Lin Moyu did not expect the history of the Kunlun Divine Palace to be so long.

According to the Kunlun Great God, Lin Moyu sorted out the timeline.

The Kunlun Divine Palace dungeon can be traced back to the previous era.

These three dungeons are products of that era.

In the previous era, the development of the entire world was far more glorious than it is now, and the overall strength was much greater.

Combining this with the experiences in the Divine Stone dungeon, Lin Moyu speculated whether there was a factory behind the Kunlun Divine Palace dungeon that could continuously produce quasi-legendary equipment.

Or perhaps there was an unimaginably large warehouse.

If there were other possibilities, they were too high-level for Lin Moyu to understand, no matter how much he stretched his imagination.

Regardless of the possibility, the Kunlun Divine Palace seemed magical to Lin Moyu.

Lin Moyu did not dwell on it further. The Kunlun Great God waved his hand, and a Kunlun Snow Grass King flew over.

There were two Kunlun Snow Grass Kings, and although they looked similar, there were differences in size and quality.

The one given to Lin Moyu by the Kunlun Great God was the best one.

“Take a look, you should like it,” said the Kunlun Great God.

The Kunlun Snow Grass King was half a meter tall, much larger than the palm-sized Kunlun Snow Grass.

Using a detection technique, Lin Moyu’s eyes showed a look of shock.

[Kunlun Snow Grass King (1200 years): Consuming at level 92 can increase one level. Consuming at level 90 can increase two levels. Consuming at level 88 can directly become a god.]

He knew very well that after reaching the god level, the next step was to enhance the soul.

Soul enhancement is very difficult, and Lin Moyu was well aware of this.

After his soul reached level 92, the progress became extremely slow.

Now, reaching level 93 seemed a long way off.

Even with the Nine-Colored Dragon Soul Crystal, it required daily grinding.

The dragon race did not care about time; their things were good but inefficient.

Antares also said that the dragon race pursued stability and took things slowly.

At the current rate of soul enhancement, even with the Nine-Colored Dragon Soul Crystal, it would take at least one or two years to reach level 93.

Unless there was some unexpected opportunity or sudden enlightenment.

Like the nameless tea from that old man, a few more cups would do.

Lin Moyu felt he was being a bit greedy.

Looking at the Kunlun Snow Grass King in front of him, Lin Moyu was tempted.

Should he eat it? Eating it would allow him to reach level 93.

His combat power would increase significantly.

But for him, it would only save one or two years of time.

Seeing that Lin Moyu did not immediately consume it, the Kunlun Great God smiled and said, “Over the years, I haven’t had much to do, just planting flowers and growing grass.”

“I discovered that the Kunlun Snow Grass King actually has other uses.”

Lin Moyu looked at the Kunlun Great God, “What uses?”

“You can find a place to plant it, and then you can harvest many snow grasses, and possibly even grow a second Snow Grass King.”

The Kunlun Great God indicated that his garden of snow grass was grown this way.

Even the other Snow Grass King was grown this way.

Lin Moyu asked, “How to plant it? How long does it take for new snow grass to grow?”

The Kunlun Great God thought for a moment, “It depends on the amount of elements. Snow grass can absorb elements to reproduce; the denser the elements, the faster it reproduces.”

“If you can find a place with dense and pure elements, you might be able to harvest a batch of new snow grass within a year.”

“Besides, this Snow Grass King is not the best one.”

The Kunlun Great God told another story.

About two hundred years ago, he woke up from his slumber and saw a Snow Grass King about to become a god.

He did not want the Snow Grass King to become a god in the Kunlun Divine Palace, as he was already seriously injured, and there might be unforeseen consequences if the Snow Grass King became a god.

But he also did not want to destroy the Snow Grass King, as it was about to become a god.

So he placed the Snow Grass King in the early stage of the Kunlun Divine Palace dungeon.

Sure enough, the Snow Grass King later transformed and became a god, calling itself the Kunlun Snow God.

But it was killed by Lin Moyu.

Lin Moyu did not expect such a twist, truly a case of truth being stranger than fiction.

After hearing the Kunlun Great God’s words, Lin Moyu decided to take the long view and not consume it but plant it instead. As for where to plant it, he already had an idea.

Since the Kunlun Snow Grass King could absorb various elements, and the denser the better.

What place could be better than the ancient thunder tower?

Now the outer core of the ancient thunder tower was in his hands, and he had seen with his own eyes how it released electric elements.

Lin Moyu knew he could not release such powerful electric elements as the beings from outside the world.

But even if it was only one-tenth, it would be enough.

Lin Moyu immediately put away the Kunlun Snow Grass King.

This transaction was completed, and Lin Moyu was very satisfied with the result.

The Kunlun Snow Grass was indeed a good thing, and if it could be mass-produced, it would be very beneficial for both himself and the human race.

Lin Moyu also knew that if he stayed any longer, the Kunlun Great God might really drive him away.

His eyes were already anxious, eager to be with his wife.

Lin Moyu sensibly took his leave.

After leaving the Kunlun Divine Palace, Lin Moyu did not leave the Kunlun Mountains but entered the high-level dungeon of the Kunlun Divine Palace.

Since he was here, it would be a waste not to gather some resources.

Lin Moyu once again became a dungeon raider, sweeping through the dungeon.

At level 76, with an army of over 200,000 undead, he rampaged through the dungeon like a swarm of locusts.

Others fought dungeons with fewer numbers against many monsters.

But Lin Moyu was the opposite, using many to fight few, slaughtering the monsters in the dungeon.

Each monster was surrounded by at least a hundred undead knights and skeleton berserkers, with more skeletons bombarding from the outside.

If the monsters could curse, they would surely curse Lin Moyu to death.

It was indeed a bit excessive.

Especially when fighting bosses, the Skeleton King would appear and kill them in two strikes.

The attributes of the Kunlun Giant Eagle were also at the world-class boss level, but Lin Moyu showed no mercy.

Lin Moyu said he was in a hurry, really, more urgent than gold.

This time, Lin Moyu’s efficiency improved compared to before.

What used to take 30 minutes per round now only took 25 minutes.

In just half a day, his storage space was full again.

Lin Moyu left the Kunlun Mountains with large bags and packages.

In Bai Shen’s small courtyard, there was no one.

Lin Moyu found it strange to see the empty courtyard.

Although the people were gone, the water was still boiling.

There was a formation set up by Meng Anwen, constantly boiling water and absorbing water elements, so it would not dry up.

Lin Moyu dumped all his loot on the ground, emptying his storage space.

Nearly a thousand pieces of various equipment piled up like a mountain, including nearly a hundred Kunlun sets.

Lin Moyu believed he could assemble a set of Kunlun equipment with the same attributes.

After emptying his storage space, Lin Moyu focused on the Kunlun Snow Grass King.

The Kunlun Snow Grass King needed a large amount of elements to reproduce.

Its advantage was that it could absorb various elements, but they had to be pure.

It could only absorb one type of element at a time, not a mix.

When the Kunlun Great God planted it, he provided life force as the element.

Life force could be considered an element.

However, Lin Moyu did not have that much life force to give it.

He took out the Kunlun Snow Grass and found an empty spot to plant it, then took out the outer core of the ancient thunder tower.

Now the outer core of the ancient thunder tower had his soul imprint, and he could control a small part of it.

Under Lin Moyu’s control, the electric elements in the world were drawn over, converted by the ancient thunder tower, and released.

The Kunlun Snow Grass immediately perked up, absorbing the electric elements into its body.