Necromancer: I Am A Disaster

Bai Yiyuan’s deafening laughter echoed throughout the White God Courtyard.

Yan Kuangsheng stood off to the side, keeping his opinions to himself. He had absolutely no experience in this area and wasn't qualified to comment.

To be fair, Bai Yiyuan wasn't much more qualified either. But as someone who had at least been through it before, he felt fully entitled to laugh at Lin Moyu's predicament.

And so, completely unbecoming of his age and status, Bai Yiyuan laughed without restraint, leaving Lin Moyu not a shred of face.

Lin Moyu could only choose to ignore him.

He couldn't remember exactly when he'd realized that his teacher—the mighty God of Slaughter—was actually a man with remarkably little dignity.

After a moment's thought, he concluded the signs had probably been obvious ever since his first trip to the Bloody Land.

Only Meng Anwen looked at him with a gentle smile.

Lin Moyu knew that if anyone could offer an answer, it was him.

Among his teachers, Serene God was a true master of hidden depths.

A man who could walk through a field of flowers without a single petal clinging to his robes should surely know how to resolve a situation like this.

Meng Anwen casually extended his teacup.

Understanding immediately, Lin Moyu refilled the cup and respectfully handed it back.

When asking for help, one had to show sincerity.

Taking a leisurely sip, Meng Anwen asked, "Only four?"

Lin Moyu's lips twitched.

Only four? What kind of question was that?

Meng Anwen continued, "Yiyi is Old Ning's granddaughter. Yun is Old Mo's granddaughter. Shuhan is Medicine God Shu's granddaughter. With the three families tied together... you get the picture."

The Ning Family, the Mo Family, and the Shu Family were all colossal powers.

Any one of them could shake the entire Shenxia Empire, let alone all three together.

Lin Moyu nodded, "And they're all very close friends with Yiyi."

Meng Anwen chuckled, "Then there's Mu Xianxian. Pure-hearted and as close to Yiyi as a real sister."

"Moyu, are you interested in any of them?"

Lin Moyu shook his head.

At the moment, the issue wasn't whether he was interested in them.

The problem was that they seemed interested in him.

Meng Anwen pressed on, "Then do you dislike them?"

Lin Moyu shook his head again, "Not at all."

Thinking back, he had spent considerable time with each of them.

On the Immemorial Battlefield, he had traveled and fought alongside Mo Yun. She was decisive and straightforward; a truly impressive girl.

He had raided dungeons with Mu Xianxian to maximize rewards. She was as pure as a blank sheet of paper, never fought over benefits, and was unfailingly obedient and considerate.

As for Shu Han, she had always felt like a caring older sister—graceful, intelligent, and considerate.

Any one of them would be considered exceptional.

Lin Moyu regarded them as friends, but he had never considered anything beyond that.

Meng Anwen smiled, "Not even a little?"

Before Lin Moyu could answer, Meng Anwen waved him off, "No need. Your actions have already answered for you."

"If you truly didn’t care whatsoever, you would have gone down openly earlier. Some things are better off said clearly."

Lin Moyu blinked, "Is that really how it works?"

Meng Anwen narrowed his eyes in amusement as he sipped his tea, "Doesn't it?"

Lin Moyu was usually calm and decisive, capable of making quick judgments in any situation.

But when it came to matters of the heart, he was utterly inexperienced.

Meng Anwen carried on, "Most things in this world can be divided into black and white. Feelings are different."

"If you truly have no interest in them, then tell them clearly so they won't waste their time waiting."

"Don't be like Old Bai—stringing someone along for half a lifetime before finally making things official."

Bai Yiyuan's laughter stopped instantly.

How had the conversation somehow circled back to him?

Yan Kuangsheng choked back a laugh, "Exactly. A clueless idiot has no right to mock Moyu."

Bai Yiyuan snorted, "Still better than an old bachelor like you."

"That's because I choose not to find anyone! If I wanted to, women would be lining up around the block!"

The two immediately began bickering.

Lin Moyu automatically tuned them out and kept his attention fixed on Meng Anwen.

With a flick of his finger, Meng Anwen deployed a simple formation around them, isolating them from all outside noise.

“Moyu, to be honest, I think you should just marry all of them.”

Meng Anwen’s earnest suggestion caught Lin Moyu completely off guard.

Marry all of them?

The thought had never even crossed his mind.

Meng Anwen continued, “Aside from Yiyi, the other three are your friends too, aren’t they?”

“And they’re also Yiyi’s friends.”

“Hypothetically, if you only marry Yiyi, won’t things become incredibly awkward between all of you afterward? You might not even be able to stay friends.”

“Besides, the other three would be heartbroken, and I doubt Yiyi would be happy seeing that either.”

“Rather than letting things end that way, wouldn’t it be better to marry them all?”

Lin Moyu was speechless.

His teacher’s reasoning had opened the door to an entirely new way of looking at the situation.

Could this problem really be approached like this?

Meng Anwen chuckled, “With your status in the empire, you’re entitled to certain privileges. Taking a few more wives won’t be an issue. As for those old fellows, I’ll personally speak to them for you.”

“Don’t worry. In families like Yiyi’s and Mo Yun’s, multiple wives aren’t uncommon. Old Ning himself has three wives.”

“And besides, you said the four of them never ended up fighting over you. That alone says a lot.”

Although Meng Anwen’s argument seemed to make a certain amount of sense, Lin Moyu still felt that something was off.

Meng Anwen pressed on, “A real man shouldn’t hesitate over every little thing. Either marry all of them or marry none of them. The choice is yours.”

After a moment of silence, Lin Moyu suddenly asked, “Teacher, then why didn’t you get married?”

Meng Anwen chuckled, “There were too many of them. I couldn’t handle it.”

The answer left Lin Moyu completely dumbfounded.

Too many of them...

To be fair, there really had been a lot.

That day alone, he had seen more than twenty women, and there were probably many more he hadn’t met.

Back in his youth, Meng Anwen had been universally recognized as the most handsome man in the entire Shenxia Empire.

Countless women had fallen for him.

Meng Anwen continued speaking, elaborating on his viewpoint.

In the end, his conclusion remained the same: Either marry them all, or marry none of them.

If he chose only one, three people would end up heartbroken, and he would likely lose three friendships.

Moreover, the traditions of the Shenxia Empire did not strictly enforce monogamy. Men of exceptional status and ability often took multiple wives.

In the end, after Meng Anwen’s relentless persuasion, Lin Moyu was successfully brainwashed.

The remaining matters were left to Meng Anwen and the others.

According to the customs of the Shenxia Empire, a formal marriage proposal required elders to represent the groom.

There was no better candidate than Meng Anwen.

Within Xiajing’s Ning Family residence, a class awakening formation was currently in operation.

Ning Yiyi sat quietly at its center, bathed in the laws of heaven and earth.

The formation had been personally constructed by Meng Anwen, making it unquestionably the finest class awakening formation available to humanity.

After sensing Ning Yiyi’s condition within the formation, Meng Anwen was confident that nothing would go wrong.

From this point onward, everything depended on luck.

Ning Yiyi possessed the Elemental Divine Stone that Lin Moyu had given her, significantly increasing her chances of achieving class sublimation.

Combined with the formation Meng Anwen had prepared and the vast number of treasures contributed by the Ning Family, the probability of a successful class sublimation exceeded fifty percent.

In addition, she also possessed a Talent Divine Stone and a Skill Divine Stone.

These treasures would allow her not only to awaken a talent but also to strengthen her skills.

Since Lin Moyu had embarked upon a completely different path, these items were useless to him, so he had given them all to Ning Yiyi.

With such resources at her disposal, even if she failed to achieve class sublimation, it would’t matter much.

Meng Anwen stood beside Ning Tairan.

Everyone else remained more than ten meters away.

Given their status and standing, no one else present was qualified to stand alongside them.

Meng Anwen spoke in a low voice, “Old Ning, I’ve come on Moyu’s behalf to formally propose marriage.”

Ning Tairan showed no surprise, as though he had expected this moment all along.

A gleam flashed through his eyes, “Alright.”