Catastrophic necromancer

**Chapter 2809: Extremes Meet, Comprehending the Poison of Luck**

Lin Moyu bathed in the divine light, feeling an indescribable sense of ease.

The luck, power, and spirit he had consumed earlier were all being restored in the divine light. After just ten steps, Lin Moyu had already returned to his peak state.

However, the divine light continued to bathe him, and Lin Moyu felt his essence, energy, and spirit gradually strengthening.

A large amount of comprehension flooded his mind, and his realm showed signs of loosening.

His cultivation realm seemed to be advancing from mid-level Celestial Sovereign towards high-level Celestial Sovereign.

Although the advancement speed was not fast, Lin Moyu calculated that if he could maintain this speed to reach the mountaintop, he might indeed break through to high-level Celestial Sovereign.

A path up the mountain, with only a thousand steps, could actually allow him to advance a small realm. It was truly miraculous.

If he were to cultivate in seclusion, it might take decades or even hundreds of years to truly break through.

Lin Moyu continued to ascend without stopping. If he were to stop, the realm advancement would also cease.

The divine light was brilliant, enveloping his body.

From the divine light, he could sense a unique avenue, which was not the avenue of luck.

This avenue was very peculiar and magical, and Lin Moyu couldn’t describe what kind of avenue it was.

Thinking of the God-Slaying Sect, even the avenue of luck could become an inheritance, so naturally, other avenues could also be left behind.

Without thinking too much, he kept his mind focused, digesting all the benefits brought by the divine light. Lin Moyu reached the 201st step.

The divine light that originally enveloped him suddenly disappeared, and a large amount of death energy poured down, converging into a black bug in the air.

Then, mist filled the air, and numerous souls gathered together, drilling into the black bug’s body.

“A black soul bug!”

“I can feel that its luck is not stronger than the previous one, but its luck contains poison.”

“The extreme of life is death; luck is good, but when it reaches the extreme, it also turns bad.”

“The extreme of luck is soul-corroding poison. It seems that it is evolving the poison of luck!”

Having understood the essence of this mountain path, Lin Moyu knew what he should do. From the luck bugs left by the predecessors of the God-Slaying Sect, he could learn various techniques of luck and understand the specific usage of luck.

By using the correct method to eliminate the luck bug, he could obtain the avenue inheritance left by the opponent.

The Flame Tiger charged out and fought fiercely with the black luck bug.

The luck he had just restored was once again weakened.

This time, the weakening was different from before. Previously, each collision and attack would weaken the luck a bit.

This time, as soon as they made contact, the luck began to decrease rapidly.

Lin Moyu knew that the Flame Tiger’s luck had been poisoned.

The Explosive Luck Technique was activated, and he saw the Flame Tiger’s luck value continuously dropping, decreasing by a point every few seconds.

In just one minute, the Flame Tiger’s luck value dropped to 25, the same as before.

Because it was Lin Moyu’s resurrected being, with Lin Moyu supporting it, its luck did not continue to decrease and remained stable at 25.

At this level, the Flame Tiger could still exert the combat power of a third realm Dao Sovereign, evenly matched with the black luck bug.

While the two fought, Lin Moyu continuously observed the luck bug, hoping to learn something from it.

“The extreme of luck is poison, but its luck has not reached the extreme.”

“Its luck value is only 75, far from the extreme.”

“How can luck be turned into poison?”

Lin Moyu knew that what he needed to comprehend this time was how to turn luck into poison under normal conditions.

Once he comprehended the poison of luck, it would be a powerful weapon.

If used on an enemy, it would be difficult to counter.

During the existence of the poison, the opponent’s luck would remain low and hard to recover.

No matter what they did, nothing would go smoothly, and accidents would frequently occur.

Moreover, the deeper one’s understanding of luck, the more powerful the poison of luck would be, and the longer it would last.

In direct combat, it was already formidable. If used for trickery, it would be an unparalleled secret technique.

Such a good thing naturally needed to be mastered.

Lin Moyu carefully observed every movement of the luck bug, not missing any details, seeking the corresponding method.

Gradually, he gained some insights.

He found that the luck of the luck bug itself was constantly changing.

From extremely strong to extremely weak, but when it reached a certain level of weakness, it suddenly turned strong again.

When it turned strong, the nature of the luck changed, from ordinary luck to black luck containing poison.

After watching for a while, Lin Moyu had a flash of inspiration and involuntarily said, “I understand.”

“Luck does not have to reach the extreme to change its nature. If it is extremely weak, it can also change its nature and become the poison of luck.”

“This explains why some people are extremely unlucky, and those around them also become unlucky.”

“It is because their luck has weakened to the extreme and turned into the poison of luck. So those around them are also infected with the poison of luck.”

“If their own luck is not strong enough to resist the poison of luck, they will also become unlucky.”

Lin Moyu finally comprehended another aspect of the avenue of luck.

Of course, the poison of luck caused by personal extreme unluckiness and the poison of luck controlled by a cultivator through the avenue of luck were entirely different.

That kind of unluckiness was reversible; perhaps it would turn around at some point.

If it were truly irreversible, they probably wouldn’t live long and would die due to various reasons.

If the poison of luck was controlled by a cultivator, it wouldn’t be so simple. It would be much harder to remove.

Once infected, it would be extremely difficult to get rid of.

Having understood this, the next steps became easier, merely a matter of repeated attempts and experiments.

By weakening luck to the extreme and then trying to trigger the rules of the avenue for transformation.

After several attempts at transformation, Lin Moyu finally grasped the key point and successfully created a trace of the poison of luck.

Then it was a matter of repetitive practice to gain proficiency.

An hour later, Lin Moyu successfully used the poison of luck to gather a sword of luck.

Unlike the previous sword of luck, this sword of luck exuded a terrifying black aura, constantly reminding the world of its fearsome nature.

Lin Moyu held it in his hand without fear.

This sword of luck was filled with his will and imprint and would not harm him.

If necessary, Lin Moyu could always convert the poison of luck back into ordinary luck.

“First, master the method of gathering luck, then learn the method of converting luck into poison, and finally combine the two to gather luck into form.”

“The predecessor of the God-Slaying Sect was not as good as a master teaching a disciple, leading them step by step into the avenue of luck.”

“I hope I won’t let you down!”

With a smile on his lips, Lin Moyu made the black sword of luck disappear. In the next instant, it pierced into the body of the luck bug.

The luck bug let out a scream, and its body, originally filled with the poison of luck, began to change.

Two completely different poisons of luck collided, incompatible like water and fire, and eventually collapsed with a bang.

Watching this scene, Lin Moyu pondered.

“It seems that different poisons of luck are also incompatible.”

“So, using poison to counter poison is a good method to remove the poison of luck.”

“Two people cultivating the same avenue and comprehending the same technique will have different results.”

“The poison of luck naturally comes in countless varieties.”

After the luck bug died, another avenue appeared, turning into smoke and dust, bringing great comprehension to Lin Moyu.