Catastrophic necromancer

**Chapter 1984: You Can Marry Ten or a Hundred More**

The door of the cultivation room slowly opened, and Lin Moyu saw Zhu Qiwu sitting at the entrance.

Zhu Qiwu sensed Lin Moyu, stopped cultivating, and looked up lazily, “Lin boy, you’re getting quite the airs now!”

Lin Moyu thickened his skin and remained calm, “I didn’t expect it to be you delivering the person.”

Zhu Qiwu snorted, “It’s not because of your big face; even delivering a Divine King requires me to personally come.”

Lin Moyu said, “It’s not because of my big face, it’s because Saint Sovereign Hao trusts you.”

“Stop flattering me. The person you wanted is here. If there’s nothing else, I’ll leave. If I stay any longer, I might not be able to resist beating you up!” Zhu Qiwu threw the unconscious Divine King in front of Lin Moyu.

An invisible force restrained her, making her float in mid-air.

This Divine King was beautiful and tall, clearly very young, and hadn’t been cultivating for long.

If she hadn’t been possessed by the Soul Devouring Clan, she would have been an exceptional talent.

Zhu Qiwu said he was leaving, but he didn’t move a step.

Lin Moyu immediately understood what he was thinking and gave him an excuse, “Please don’t leave just yet. I might need your help later, so you won’t have to make another trip.”

“Please come in.”

Zhu Qiwu’s face showed satisfaction, but he still grumbled, “So troublesome, can’t you say everything at once?”

He followed Lin Moyu into the cultivation room, his eyes filled with curiosity.

Lin Moyu walked ahead, a smile in his eyes.

How could he not know that Zhu Qiwu’s curiosity had been piqued long ago?

Why did Lin Moyu want a Divine King possessed by the Soul Devouring Clan, and specifically a female one?

Zhu Qiwu followed behind, his eyes strange, constantly glancing at Lin Moyu and occasionally letting out a weird laugh.

“Lin boy, just be honest, what do you want to do?”

“This woman, whether in appearance or figure, is top-notch.”

Lin Moyu’s voice came faintly, “Senior Zhu, you are the head of a family, with thousands of descendants. Is it appropriate to have such thoughts?”

Zhu Qiwu laughed, “What’s wrong with that? We’re all men; I understand.”

Lin Moyu said, “Then you should marry more. With your current status, marrying ten or a hundred more wouldn’t be a problem.”

“As long as you say the word, countless celestial and divine maidens would line up to marry you.”

Zhu Qiwu’s eyes widened, “You brat, you’re getting bolder, daring to joke with me.”

“You started it, Senior.”

Lin Moyu turned around, smiling at Zhu Qiwu.

The two, one old and one young, stared at each other for a long time before bursting into laughter.

Zhu Qiwu sat down in the air, “Enough joking, what do you really want her for?”

Lin Moyu said, “I want to see if I can turn the Soul Devouring Clan’s possession ability into a spell.”

Zhu Qiwu snorted, “Impossible. It’s a natural ability of the Soul Devouring Clan; how can it become a spell?”

Lin Moyu didn’t agree, “The Soul Devouring Clan has integrated the abilities and spells of other races into themselves, inheriting them like possession.”

“If they can integrate other abilities into their talents, it means their talents are not fixed. If we reverse it, turning talents into spells is not impossible.”

“I’ve seen similar examples in the Human Emperor Network. Some races can turn their talents into spells and pass them on to future generations.”

Zhu Qiwu still found it unlikely, “Then give it a try.”

Lin Moyu said, “Success or failure, we’ll know after trying.”

His soul power surged, and a vast amount of soul power rolled out, manifesting the shadow of the soul world in the cultivation room.

Zhu Qiwu was stunned, exclaiming, “A rule world!”

“How can you have a rule world!”

Lin Moyu said lightly, “It’s just a prototype.”

Zhu Qiwu still couldn’t believe it, “Even a prototype is amazing. With a rule world prototype, becoming a Saint Sovereign is a certainty.”

“Maybe,” Lin Moyu replied noncommittally. To him, it was just a prototype, far from the rule world he desired.

His soul power enveloped the Divine King possessed by the Soul Devouring Clan, quickly entering her body and finding her soul world.

“Come out!”

His soul power turned into a giant hand, forcibly pulling out the other soul.

The Soul Devouring Clan’s soul looked like a small worm, curled up and motionless.

There were some runes on the soul, forming a restriction that controlled the Soul Devouring Clan’s soul.

Lin Moyu’s soul power turned into a sharp spike, instantly piercing the Soul Devouring Clan’s soul.

With a faint scream, the Soul Devouring Clan’s soul died on the spot.

Lin Moyu’s soul power wrapped around it, preventing it from dissipating.

But this could only be maintained for a while; once a soul dies, it will inevitably dissipate.

With the soul’s death, the possessed body also fell into death.

At this moment, Lin Moyu released a vast amount of vitality, keeping the body in a half-dead state, maintaining some activity.

The soul was dead but not dissipated, and the body was half-dead.

Zhu Qiwu watched, his eyebrows twitching.

He was used to fighting and killing, but such delicate operations were beyond him.

He knew Lin Moyu’s abilities and spells well, and he was aware that perhaps only Lin Moyu could achieve this level.

Lin Moyu opened his soul’s eye, carefully sensing, confirming that the connection between the soul and body was completely severed.

He muttered to himself, “After all, it’s a possession. No matter how integrated, they are still two completely different entities.”

“Alive, they can’t be separated due to certain rules, but in death, they can be distinguished.”

The Soul Devouring Clan’s possession was terrifying, but after death, the body and soul were still separate.

The Undying Flame burned from his fingertips, enveloping the soul.

White Star-level spell: Resurrection of the Dead!

This spell, long unused, once again showed its miraculous side.

The just-dead soul began to revive in the Undying Flame, regaining vitality.

Lin Moyu had preserved the soul to use Resurrection of the Dead.

The Soul Devouring Clan was a peculiar race, born as soul bodies.

Once dead, nothing would remain.

If their soul bodies couldn’t be preserved, Resurrection of the Dead wouldn’t work.

If the resurrected target was a possessed person, only the original body would be resurrected, not the Soul Devouring Clan.

This had happened before, so Lin Moyu needed to kill the Soul Devouring Clan separately and then resurrect it.

Zhu Qiwu marveled, “Your spell is truly amazing.”

Lin Moyu said, “I think so too, but don’t ask me why; I can’t explain it.”

Lin Moyu indeed couldn’t explain it. Everything has a source, but he didn’t know the source of Resurrection of the Dead.

The Soul Devouring Clan’s soul quickly completed its rebirth, becoming a resurrected being, crawling before Lin Moyu like a worm, extremely respectful.

Lin Moyu asked, “What abilities have you lost, and what abilities have you retained?”

The resurrected being answered honestly, “I lost the ability to communicate with my kind but retained the possession ability.”

In other words, even as a resurrected being, it could still possess.

But as a resurrected being, it became a new race, losing the ability to communicate with other Soul Devouring Clan members.

Lin Moyu asked, “Can your possession ability be used by others?”