Necromancer: I Am A Disaster

Ning Tairan agreed without the slightest hesitation.

Meng Anwen blinked in surprise, "You're agreeing just like that?"

Ning Tairan shot him a strange look, "Did you expect me to refuse?"

"You old fellow. Don't you usually guard your precious granddaughter more fiercely than anything else?"

"And what good would that do? Would it change anything if I disagreed? Do you think Yiyi would let me off the hook?"

The three consecutive questions left Meng Anwen speechless.

All the arguments he had prepared beforehand instantly became useless.

He had expected Ning Tairan to put on an arrogant front and force him to spend some effort persuading him. Instead, the old fellow agreed so readily that it caught him completely off guard.

Ning Tairan continued, "We'll discuss a suitable date later. Bring a betrothal gift, and the matter will be settled."

Meng Anwen lowered his voice, "Old Ning, there's still one small problem."

Ning Tairan's brows immediately knit together, "What problem? Don't tell me that brat Lin doesn't want to marry her anymore."

Meng Anwen shook his head, "No. It's about Mo Yun and Shu Han."

"What about them?"

For a moment, Ning Tairan failed to grasp his meaning.

Taking a deep breath, Meng Anwen decided to lay everything on the table.

He put his renowned powers of persuasion to work, mixing facts with a few of his own assumptions.

As Ning Tairan listened, his expression gradually darkened.

When Meng Anwen finally finished, the old man remained silent for a long while before asking, "What does Yiyi think?"

Meng Anwen replied, "I haven't asked her yet. I wanted your opinion first. If you disagreed, I'd simply pretend this conversation never happened."

"Regardless, the marriage between Moyu and Yiyi won't change."

"As for the other three, I'll speak with them personally and smooth things over."

"In the worst case, they stop being friends and go their separate ways. At least no one would have to face the awkwardness."

The Ning Family, the Mo Family, and the Shu Family had shared close ties for generations.

Although this technically concerned only the younger generation, those youngsters were the treasures of their respective families.

If their relationships soured, cracks would inevitably appear between the families themselves.

Ning Tairan couldn't ignore the consequences.

Sensing his hesitation, Meng Anwen immediately pressed the advantage.

"This all depends on you. We've known each other for years and survived life-and-death situations together. That's why I came to you first."

The flattery was obvious, but effective.

There were very few people in the world whom Ning Tairan considered his equal. Meng Anwen was one of them, which made his praise especially convincing.

After some careful thought, Ning Tairan finally nodded, "As long as Yiyi has no objections, I’ll reluctantly agree."

Exactly the answer Meng Anwen had hoped for.

Everything else would be easy. The most difficult obstacle had always been Ning Tairan. Now that he had relented, Meng Anwen was confident he could persuade Mo Xinghai and Medicine God Shu as well.

Suddenly, a thunderous rumble echoed across the sky.

Streams of light descended from above as the laws of heaven and earth churned violently.

"Class sublimation!" Ning Tairan's eyes lit up with joy.

Ning Yiyi had successfully triggered class sublimation, granting her a comprehensive advancement.

Next, she took out the Talent Divine Stone and the Skill Divine Stone.

The former could awaken a new talent, while the latter could strengthen existing skills.

Lin Moyu had originally intended to use both himself.

However, the path he ultimately walked differed entirely from everyone else's, rendering the stones useless to him.

Half a day later, Ning Yiyi successfully completed her third class awakening.

The formation slowly came to a halt, and she stepped out, a playful smile on her face, "Grandfather Meng, thank you!"

Meng Anwen laughed, "You'll need to change how you address me soon."

Ning Yiyi immediately understood, and a faint blush spread across her cheeks, "But if I call you that, wouldn't you become a generation younger than Grandfather?"

Meng Anwen chuckled, "We'll keep our relationships separate. No need to worry about such things. Besides, I'm sure your grandfather won't try to take advantage of me."

Ning Tairan snorted, "I'm not that shameless."

Meng Anwen smiled, "See? Your grandfather is perfectly reasonable."

"Yiyi, there are a few things I'd like to discuss with you. I want to hear your thoughts."

Over the years, Ning Yiyi had matured considerably. Her temperament was far steadier than before.

She blinked her large eyes, "Go ahead."

"Let's talk somewhere else. This conversation is for your ears only."

Ning Yiyi responded with an understanding "Mhm."

Seeing that her grandfather had no objections, she followed Meng Anwen to one side.

With a wave of his hand, Meng Anwen erected a soundproof barrier.

Outside the formation, Ning Tairan quietly watched.

Although he couldn't hear a single word, Ning Yiyi's changing expressions told him more than enough.

To Ning Tairan's surprise, his precious granddaughter showed almost no reaction at all.

It was completely different from what he had expected.

Not only did she not object, but she was actually nodding.

It looked very much as though she was agreeing.

Before long, Meng Anwen deactivated the formation.

"Old Ning, I'll take my leave now. I still need to visit the Mo Family and Medicine God Shu's place."

"You should make your preparations as well. I'll return in a couple days."

The moment Meng Anwen departed, Ning Tairan pulled Ning Yiyi aside.

"What exactly did Old Meng say to you?"

Ning Yiyi's cheeks immediately turned red, "Grandfather Meng said that he'll come to formally propose marriage in a few days, and that you've already agreed."

"What else?"

"And..." Her face grew even redder as she lowered her head, "Grandfather Meng also said that Big Sister Mo Yun, Big Sister Shu Han, and possibly Big Sister Xianxian may marry Lin Moyu together with me."

Ning Tairan's mustache twitched, "And you agreed to that?"

Ning Yiyi gave a small nod.

Ning Tairan let out a long sigh. Truthfully, the moment he saw her reaction, he had already guessed the answer.

He pressed, "Tell me honestly. What are you thinking? That brat Lin Moyu is marrying four wives at once."

Keeping her head lowered, Ning Yiyi replied softly, "I didn't think too much about it. Grandfather, didn't you marry three wives yourself? Moyu is so outstanding. Having one more doesn't seem like a big deal."

Ning Tairan felt a surge of frustration rise in his chest, unable to vent it.

She wasn't wrong.

He himself had married three wives. Lin Moyu was only taking one more than he had.

Looking at it that way, it really did sound reasonable.

During the period where battles raged the fiercest, it had been common practice within the Shenxia Empire for experts and individuals with exceptional bloodlines to take multiple wives to sire many descendants.

It was a means of preserving bloodlines and nurturing future talents.

As the ages passed, the tradition had endured.

And Lin Moyu could be considered the most exceptional and powerful man in the world.

If he wished, let alone four wives, marrying hundreds would likely raise no objections.

In the end, Ning Tairan found himself at a loss for words and could only let out another long sigh.

…

When Meng Anwen returned, a satisfied smile rested on his face.

Everything had been settled smoothly.

Neither Mo Xinghai nor Medicine God Shu had voiced any objections.

Meng Anwen had also asked Mo Yun and Shu Han for their opinions.

Though both girls had been extremely shy, they ultimately agreed.

As for Mu Xianxian, she was an orphan who had been raised by the Guild Master of the Jialan Guild.

Meng Anwen made a special trip to the guild, and the result there was equally successful.

All that remained now were the formal marriage proposals and the discussion of the wedding date.

None of these matters required Lin Moyu's involvement.

As his teachers, Meng Anwen, Bai Yiyuan, and Yan Kuangsheng took full responsibility for every arrangement, handling all the details themselves.

Lin Moyu only needed to sit back and enjoy the results of their efforts.