Catastrophic necromancer

Chapter 2947: Speak More Politely to Mr. Lin

The Golden Body Relic left by the Thousand Sunlight Buddha transformed the Buddhist Lich from a Three-Wheel Ancient Buddha into a Five-Wheel Ancient Buddha. Although no new spells appeared, the increase in realm significantly enhanced the Buddhist Lich’s combat power. Especially the conversion spell, which was extremely effective for influencing and controlling opponents.

After consecutively killing five Ancient Buddhas, Lin Moyu noticed something: the clan seemed a bit poor. The dignified Ancient Buddhas surprisingly had no decent treasures. After asking Lu Zeng, he learned that the Buddhist clan does have treasures, but ordinary ones are unusable for them. Their treasures emphasize a certain “Buddha nature.” Buddha nature requires a lot of time to nurture, starting from the material stage. The method is simple: preach to the materials, a process called consecration. Depending on the material’s properties and level, the consecration time varies, from a few years to thousands or even tens of thousands of years. After consecration, the materials are then refined. The refining method for Buddhist treasures is also unique, using Buddha light, and the process is slow, taking thousands or tens of thousands of years. The higher the level of the treasure, the more time it requires. To refine a treasure suitable for an Ancient Buddha, it takes at least ten thousand years, possibly up to a hundred thousand. Even after refining, a treasure made at the One-Wheel Ancient Buddha level would be obsolete by the time one reaches the Four-Wheel level, requiring a new one. Thus, the number of Buddhist treasures is extremely limited. There are some passed down, but newly refined ones are rare. Those passed down are usually only found in top Buddhist sects, with only a few Seven-Wheel Ancient Buddhas in the Great Holy Lands possessing them.

In the information Lin Moyu purchased, there was only basic information about the Buddhist clan, lacking deeper insights. Lu Zeng’s explanation enlightened Lin Moyu about the intricacies involved. The matter of the Thousand Sunlight Buddha was settled, and the Ancient Buddha behind him wouldn’t come for now. Seven-Wheel and above Ancient Buddhas of the Buddhist clan rarely move personally. As for why, Lu Zeng wasn’t sure, likening it to how Seventh Realm Ancestors rarely make a move.

The flying boat crossed vast lands and, after another day of travel, finally reached the destination. Upon seeing the destination, Lin Moyu was somewhat surprised; it was completely different from what he expected. The entrance to a secret treasury was exposed, floating in mid-air without any mystery. It seemed ready for use. However, around the entrance, houses were built in a special formation, encircling the entrance. From above, it was clear that the houses formed a formation. The materials used for the houses were also unusual, covered in complex patterns. Lin Moyu quickly determined that the formation created by these houses was of the Seventh Tier. This formation was similar to the one in the Starwind Secret Treasury.

Lu Zeng explained, “The Ice and Fire Secret Treasury periodically releases powerful energy, affecting a large area, too strong for those below the Dao Sovereign level to resist. So, this formation was set up to contain the energy and guard the area, preventing others from approaching.”

Lin Moyu said, “These houses don’t look like they belong to the human clan.” Lu Zeng replied, “Most of the houses belong to the demon clan, with a few belonging to our Lu Feng Merchant Guild. The Ice and Fire Secret Treasury was first discovered by our guild, but since it’s in the Northern Continent, it’s jointly managed by our guild and the Northern Continent’s demon clan.”

Lin Moyu asked, “So, besides the 160 Dao Sovereigns from the guild who have been inside, many from the demon clan have also entered?” Lu Zeng nodded, “Yes, they have also entered.” Lin Moyu continued, “How many have gone in?” Lu Zeng said, “Hard to say, but far more than us.”

Lin Moyu’s expression turned serious, “What’s the situation with those people now?” Lu Zeng said, “It’s hard to say. The demon clan’s situation differs from ours. Their entrants belong to different factions, making post-entry investigation difficult.” “The Three Ancestors have sent messages, and the demon clan has tried to find some who have entered before.” “Their cultivation has not progressed over the years, but it hasn’t declined either.”

After hearing this, Lin Moyu understood the general situation, “Let’s go down first.” Their arrival had already attracted some attention. People from the demon clan emerged from a few houses, and Dao Sovereigns from the human clan appeared as well. Lin Moyu saw Dao Sovereigns from the demon clan, the strongest being two, both at the Seventh Realm like Lu Zeng. One was from the Thunder Light Purple Stripe Tiger lineage, the other from the Golden Lion lineage. They were considered royalty in the demon clan, part of the superior races.

The demon clan is generally divided into superior and inferior races. Superior races have better talent and bloodlines than inferior races. At the same realm, superior races have stronger combat power than inferior races. The Thunder Light Purple Stripe Tiger looked at Lin Moyu, “Friend Lu, is this the person sent by the Three Ancestors? A little guy at the Dao Sovereign Second Realm, what’s the use?” Lin Moyu appeared to be only at the Dao Sovereign Second Realm, which meant nothing in the strength-revering demon clan. The Thunder Light Purple Stripe Tiger’s eyes showed some disdain, clearly looking down on Lin Moyu. However, Lin Moyu didn’t mind; he wouldn’t argue with a brainless demon.

Lu Zeng said, “Friend Lei, please speak more politely to Mr. Lin. He is a distinguished guest of the Three Ancestors and also my savior.” Lu Zeng was unceremonious, directly retorting. Although he still called him Friend Lei, he might act the next moment. The Thunder Light Purple Stripe Tiger chuckled, saying nothing, clearly not wanting to fight Lu Zeng. However, Lin Moyu knew that the Three Ancestors’ reputation was more concerning to him. He understood the demon clan’s nature well; they preferred using fists over reasoning. If not for the Three Ancestors’ name, he wouldn’t be so agreeable. Being at the same Seventh Realm as Lu Zeng, the Thunder Light Purple Stripe Tiger naturally wasn’t afraid of him.

The Dao Sovereign from the Golden Lion lineage looked Lin Moyu up and down, his golden eyes seemingly seeing through him. But his gaze wasn’t hostile, and Lin Moyu didn’t mind, instead asking Lu Zeng, “Senior Lu, please introduce us.” Lu Zeng introduced, “This is Lei Xiaocang from the Thunder Light Purple Stripe Tiger lineage, Dao Sovereign Seventh Realm.” “This is Jin Jutao from the Golden Lion lineage, Dao Sovereign Seventh Realm.” From their names, it was clear that although they were from superior races and royalty, they weren’t direct descendants. The demon clan has an unwritten rule: direct descendants of any race have two-character names. A three-character name indicates non-direct descent.

Lin Moyu greeted them, “Lin Moyu of the human clan, greetings to you both.” Jin Jutao chuckled, “No need for formality. If the Three Ancestors value you, you must be extraordinary.” Lin Moyu replied modestly, “Senior, you’re too kind. I’m just lucky.”