In the White God Courtyard, Bai Yiyuan shot over ten ters into the air.
With a loud bang, his chair exploded into fragnts, scattering debris across the ground. If not for ng Anwen's quick reflexes, the entire courtyard might have been wrecked.
Overwheld with excitent, Bai Yiyuan’s power surged uncontrollably, his God-level aura rippling through the surroundings. He grabbed Lin Moyu’s shoulders and demanded, "Say that again."
Lin Moyu, a hint of helplessness in his eyes, repeated his attributes once more.
[Na: Lin Moyu]
[Class: Necrolord (unique)]
[Level: 45 (2.00%)]
[Strength: 68,110]
[Agility: 68,110]
[Spirit: 154,460]
[Physique: 84,110]
Bai Yiyuan still couldn't believe his ears and asked Lin Moyu to repeat it.
Important things were worth saying three tis.
After hearing it a third ti, he finally accepted that his ears weren’t deceiving him.
ng Anwen, though also shaken, remained far calr than Bai Yiyuan—at least his chair didn’t explode, though it was now covered in cracks.
Bai Yiyuan exclaid, "That ans your total attributes exceed 350,000?"
ng Anwen, trying to keep his voice steady, corrected him, "374,790."
Bai Yiyuan counted on his fingers, "Level 45 mid-tier legendary class users barely surpass 100,000 in total attributes… You’ve outclassed them by over 270,000!"
"Damn! Your strength surpasses Warriors, your agility outpaces Assassins, and your physique puts Knights to sha."
"Are you even a Mage?"
Bai Yiyuan scrutinized Lin Moyu from head to toe, his piercing gaze making Lin Moyu’s hair stand on end.
ng Anwen chuckled, "Old Bai, act normal."
Bai Yiyuan shot back, "What do you an? I am normal! It’s this kid who's not!"
ng Anwen smiled, "Moyu reached this stage by pushing every aspect to its absolute limit."
His gaze locked onto Lin Moyu, "Moyu, do you understand the significance of your existence?"
Lin Moyu shook his head. He had never thought that far ahead—his focus had always been on doing his best, not contemplating his own importance.
ng Anwen continued, "You are a towering peak."
"You will show future generations the true limits of the human race."
"Right now, you are the pinnacle for high-level class users."
"When you undergo your third class awakening and then ascend to God-level, you will beco the pinnacle of humanity itself."
Lin Moyu hadn't expected such high praise. He felt slightly overwheld.
Bai Yiyuan added, "I don’t know how powerful Transcendent God-level powerhouses are, but when you reach level 97, you might just be able to challenge them."
His words were almost absurd.
At higher levels, even a single level difference ant an enormous gap in power. Fighting above one's level grew exponentially harder.
But Lin Moyu couldn’t refute him, "Teacher, I don’t know if I can do it, but if there’s a chance, I’ll try."
ng Anwen chuckled, "You’d need a Transcendent God-level powerhouse for that."
But there were no Transcendent God-level powerhouses among humans. Who could Lin Moyu possibly test himself against?
Bai Yiyuan grinned, "Once you reach God-level, I’ll take you to the Abyss. We’ll use those Demon bastards to test your strength."
Lin Moyu smiled faintly, "Alright."
When it ca to Demons, he would show no rcy.
ng Anwen continued, "With your current attributes, plus the Elental Divine Stone and the God Blood Potion, your chances of class sublimation during your third class awakening have already exceeded 70%."
"But that’s still not foolproof. We need to find ways to increase the chances further."
Bai Yiyuan interjected, "The old man has a treasure that greatly boosts class sublimation during the third class awakening."
ng Anwen shook his head, "There’s no point in bringing that up. He must have used it already."
Lin Moyu nodded. He knew Lin Mohan had undergone two class sublimations, so the treasure had likely been spent on her.
Bai Yiyuan clarified, "I’m not asking for the item itself, but for the place where he got it."
ng Anwen imdiately dismissed the idea, "No use asking. The old man won’t tell you. He’s ridiculously tight-lipped. Push him too hard, and he might just beat you up and throw you out."
Bai Yiyuan frowned, "Then what do we do?"
It was clear he genuinely wanted to help Lin Moyu maximize his chances.
Lin Moyu offered a solution, "How about I ask my sister to inquire about it?"
Bai Yiyuan clapped his hands, "Great idea!"
But ng Anwen shook his head, "Actually, there’s no need to ask. I can deduce it myself."
Bai Yiyuan turned to him, "Then why didn’t you say so earlier?"
Ignoring him, ng Anwen continued, "First, the old man only obtained that treasure after reaching God-level. He was so excited that he went around searching for a disciple."
Bai Yiyuan nodded, "That’s right. Back then, he regretted failing to achieve class sublimation during his own third class sublimation, which he regretted greatly. He once said he was determined to make sure his disciple succeeded in two class sublimations."
ng Anwen’s eyes sharpened, "Then do you rember where the old man went after becoming a God-level powerhouse?"
Bai Yiyuan thought for a long ti but couldn’t recall, “That was ages ago—I’ve long forgotten. Just spill it out.”
ng Anwen said, “The old man made a trip to the Immorial Battlefield. Back then, there were rumors he was searching for a spatial channel.”
Lin Moyu and Bai Yiyuan’s eyes lit up simultaneously, “He went to the upper layer’s core area!”
ng Anwen nodded, “Exactly. My guess is that he ventured into the core area of the upper layer. That ans the treasure must be linked to that boss there.”
Bai Yiyuan’s eyes glead, “Moyu, didn’t the Righteous God give you sothing to bring to that boss? Plus, it seems like that boss wants to strike a deal with you. Why not ask about it when the ti cos?”
Lin Moyu nodded, “Alright. I plan to go there after reaching level 50.”
ng Anwen cautioned, “No rush. Your third class awakening is still a long way off, and the core area is extrely dangerous. Those ancient bosses are no joke.”
Lin Moyu then recounted what had happened in the Ancestral Land—how Zhou Lesheng had colluded with the Demon Worship Society and attempted to wipe them out.
Bai Yiyuan sneered, “The Zhou Family… I’ve disliked them for a long ti. Just because they possess the Sacred Light Knight bloodline, they act like they’re above the military and the empire.”
“This ti, we need a thorough investigation. Let’s see what skeletons they have hidden in their closet.”
ng Anwen sneered, “The Demon Worship Society has been getting bolder these past two years. Their activities are ramping up.”
“They think that by infiltrating the military, the empire, and the major families, they can ensure their safety.”
“One big fish after another has surfaced. The list of nas is complete. It’s ti for a reckoning.”
No matter how secretive the Demon Worship Society was, they were bound to leave traces.
ng Anwen and Bai Yiyuan’s people had been investigating for a long ti, compiling an extensive list of nas.
But to avoid alerting the enemy, they had only taken action against a select few—those deed necessary targets.
For instance, the individuals in the military who had set up Lin Moyu during the dungeon explosion incident—they had already been dealt with.
At the ti, both ng Anwen and Bai Yiyuan had flown into a rage, their fury palpable, making it seem as though they were simply outraged over their disciple being tricked.
This misled the Demon Worship Society into believing that as long as their hidden mbers remained inactive, they wouldn’t be exposed.
Little did they know, ng Anwen had already gathered a comprehensive list of nas.
“Where’s Teacher Yan?” Lin Moyu suddenly asked, realizing he hadn’t seen Yan Kuangsheng since returning.
Bai Yiyuan scoffed, “That madman went to the Bloody Land. Said he had a breakthrough in his murderous aura and wanted to test it against the Bloodthirsty Pythons.”
“As if we don’t know him—he was just itching for a fight, nothing more.”
ng Anwen chuckled, “I actually think Old Yan might genuinely break through this ti. If he reaches level 96, you might be in for a beating or two.”
Bai Yiyuan waved him off, “Hah! I doubt he’ll reach level 96. But even if he does, do you think I’d be afraid of him?”
Lin Moyu smiled slightly. Despite their constant bickering, if a real battle broke out, Bai Yiyuan and Yan Kuangsheng would undoubtedly stand side by side.
Just then, Lin Moyu’s communicator vibrated.
He glanced at the screen, and his expression shifted slightly, “Teachers, my friend is in danger.”
The ssage was from Shi Xing’an.
It contained only a location and two words: Save .
Lin Moyu’s expression darkened. Without hesitation, he shared the location with ng Anwen.
ng Anwen’s eyes narrowed, “It’s in the Dinsional Battlefield, near Fortress No. 4.”
The Shenxia Tower erged out of the blue, quickly calculating the teleportation node.
Bai Yiyuan patted Lin Moyu’s shoulder, “I’m coming with you.”
Lin Moyu had been about to ask him to join. Sothing about this ssage felt off.
Shi Xing’an wasn’t the type to send such a distress call.
ng Anwen completed the calculations, his voice low, “Get ready—go!”
A beam of light descended.
In an instant, the two vanished.
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