Chapter 317

"Fortunately…"

"Fortunately, there is Summoning Life Link."

Lin Moyu saw the condition of his skeletons inside the Summoning Space.

The skeletons, along with the Lich General, were all heavily injured.

The skeletons' golden bones were covered in dense cracks.

The Lich General was the same, its withered skin covered in wounds.

Although they were not on the verge of death, they had sustained more than fifty percent damage.

If not for Summoning Life Link and Damage Transfer, his Undead Legion would have lost at least half its members this time.

The cost would have been enormous.

But now, the Undead Legion was merely heavily injured and would recover in the Summoning Space before long.

Lin Moyu still felt a sense of relief.

The Ancient Battlefield remained calm; the collapse of a single mountain peak was insignificant to the vast, boundless Ancient Battlefield.

It was like a drop of water falling into the ocean, not even causing a splash.

Amidst the mountain ruins, a pure white light shone, shooting straight into the sky like a ribbon of light.

The Bone Fangs, carrying powerful penetrating force, shattered the rocks.

Lin Moyu's fingers glowed slightly as he used the Bone Fangs to forcibly carve out a path from the ruins.

Seeing the Eternal light of the Ancient Battlefield once again, Lin Moyu let out a long breath.

"It's time to go back."

Finding a flat piece of ground, he took out a Teleportation Scroll and activated it!

The scroll unfolded automatically, glowing brightly.

It quickly carved a one-time teleportation array beneath Lin Moyu's feet.

Leaving the Ancient Battlefield required breaking through space and traversing a vast distance.

A teleportation array was required; a teleportation stone would not suffice.

Two minutes later, the teleportation array emitted a brilliant light, taking Lin Moyu away.

Teleporting across two different spaces gave Lin Moyu a completely different teleportation experience.

At this moment, he remembered Ning Yiyi, who was afraid of teleportation.

"If she were to undergo cross-space teleportation, she would probably feel even worse."

The corners of his mouth curled up, and Lin Moyu revealed a slight smile.

A few minutes later, his feet touched the ground once again.

The familiar scent of tea, the sound of wind blowing through the bamboo forest.

Lin Moyu had returned to the White God Courtyard.

Meng Anwen was drinking tea alone, eyes closed, and spoke, "You're back."

Lin Moyu bowed to Meng Anwen, "Greetings, Lord Meng."

Meng Anwen grunted in acknowledgment, "Rest for a while; your teacher will be back soon."

Lin Moyu went to the tea table and poured tea for Meng Anwen.

…

In the Hall of Heroic Souls on Battlefield No. 1.

Bai Yiyuan and Summoner Mo Xinghai were still sitting there.

During this time, neither of them had gone anywhere.

Lin Moyu's soul imprint was much stronger than when he had first gone to the Ancient Battlefield.

This indicated that his level had increased while in the Ancient Battlefield.

Mo Yun was the same, having improved slightly.

Neither of them sensed any danger, and their expressions were relatively relaxed.

Suddenly, Bai Yiyuan laughed, "The brat is back."

Lin Moyu returned to the White God Courtyard, and his soul imprint changed, which was accurately captured by Bai Yiyuan.

Mo Yun had not returned yet, but there was no danger…

Summoner Mo Xinghai said, "It's good that he's back."

Bai Yiyuan stood up, "Old man Mo, I'll be heading back first."

Summoner Mo Xinghai also stood up, "Let's go together; I also want to go see your student."

He was a bit curious about Lin Moyu.

Bai Yiyuan's standards were very high; to be accepted as a disciple by Bai Yiyuan and evaluated as having 'Super God potential,' he was naturally a top-tier genius.

As for the extent of his genius, one would only know after seeing him.

Summoner Mo Xinghai also wanted to compare and see who was stronger, him or his own granddaughter.

Bai Yiyuan laughed, "Then let's go see together what that brat gained in the Ancient Battlefield."

The doors of the Hall of Heroic Souls closed with a rumble, and the entire hall exuded a solemn and dignified atmosphere.

In the entire Human World, the number of people who could enter the Hall of Heroic Souls could be counted on one hand.

During the time Lin Moyu went to the Ancient Battlefield, only Bai Yiyuan and Summoner Mo Xinghai were in the Hall of Heroic Souls; no third person had entered.

A few minutes later, Bai Yiyuan and Summoner Mo Xinghai returned to the White God Courtyard.

Seeing the unharmed Lin Moyu, Bai Yiyuan laughed happily, "Brat, not bad, you've reached level 35 already."

Lin Moyu bowed respectfully to Bai Yiyuan, "Student greets Teacher."

Then he bowed to Summoner Mo Xinghai, "This must be Lord Mo; the junior greets Lord Mo."

Summoner Mo Xinghai was stunned; he was certain he had never met Lin Moyu, "You know this old man?"

Lin Moyu said, "You resemble Miss Mo Yun by sixty percent, so I assume I haven't guessed wrong."

The grandfather and granddaughter pair, Mo Xinghai and Mo Yun, did indeed look somewhat alike, but the key was that Lin Moyu had seen the summoned beast beside Summoner Mo Xinghai.

He wasn't a fool; in the entire Human World, there were only one or two Summoners qualified to stand on equal footing with Bai Yiyuan.

Naturally, he could guess it.

Summoner Mo Xinghai looked Lin Moyu up and down.

Level 35, Necromancer.

A brand-new class; nothing else could be seen for the moment.

Bai Yiyuan walked over and sat down casually, "Tell me, what did you experience this time in the Ancient Battlefield, and did you obtain any good opportunities?"

Lin Moyu told him everything in detail.

However, he focused on the main points, basically skipping over the minor details.

Also, he naturally wouldn't mention the matter regarding the shenzhou cauldron.

From entering the Ancient Battlefield, he first encountered the Soul-Eater Insect King, and subsequently killed the Soul-Eating Insect Mother.

He accidentally obtained the Primordial Rune.

Along the way, Abyssal Demons and the Dragon race came to hunt him, but without exception, they all became his military merits.

Afterward, he also killed the Earth Touch Dragon God…

"Wait!"

Bai Yiyuan suddenly called for a stop, cutting off Lin Moyu's narration.

He drank three cups of tea in a row, suppressing his shock, and tried hard to remain calm.

Only then did he take a deep breath and say, "You said… you killed the Soul-Eating Insect Mother?"

Lin Moyu nodded, "Yes."

Summoner Mo Xinghai pressed, "You even killed the Earth Touch Dragon God?"

"That's right."

Lin Moyu answered as a matter of course.

The shock on Bai Yiyuan and Summoner Mo Xinghai's faces could not be concealed.

The two looked at each other, clearly seeing three words in each other's eyes: Impossible!

The scene became silent.

A moment later, Meng Anwen suddenly burst into laughter, laughing extremely happily.

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Lin Moyu didn't quite understand what Meng Anwen was laughing about.

Was there anything funny about this?

The more Meng Anwen laughed, the more awkward Bai Yiyuan looked, and Summoner Mo Xinghai was the same.

Lin Moyu felt that there might be some story behind it.

Summoner Mo Xinghai snorted, "Old Meng, what the hell are you laughing at."

Bai Yiyuan knew what Meng Anwen was laughing at, and feeling a shared sense of indignation, said, "Laughing at what? If it were you, could you do it?"

Meng Anwen laughed, "Back then, you two took a group of people to fight the Soul-Eating Insect Mother. As a result, you didn't even get to see the Soul-Eating Insect Mother before being forced to retreat by the Soul-Eater Insect King."

"Later, unwilling to give up, you went to find the Earth Touch Dragon God. Well, you fought for half an hour and were almost poisoned to death."

"You looked as pathetic as one could possibly look."

Bai Yiyuan snorted, "You were the same back then. We asked you to come along, but you refused to go, and yet you mocked us afterward."

Meng Anwen said, "I knew we couldn't beat it, so why go and embarrass myself."

Bai Yiyuan snorted and ignored Meng Anwen; these two battles were indeed among the few defeats in his life.

It wasn't exactly a stain, but it certainly didn't sound good.

Yet Meng Anwen often used this to tease him.

This time, Summoner Mo Xinghai was also dragged into it; at the time, Summoner Mo Xinghai had been tricked by Bai Yiyuan into fighting the boss together, but they ultimately failed to defeat it.

Lin Moyu was quite surprised; were these bosses really that difficult? Even Bai Yiyuan hadn't been able to take them down back then.

Bai Yiyuan coughed lightly to ease the awkwardness, "What treasures did the Soul-Eating Insect Mother and the Soul-Eater Insect King drop respectively?"

Lin Moyu answered truthfully, "There are three valuable items: soul crystal, soul gem, and Soul-Eater insect eggs."

"There are 15 soul crystals, and each can permanently increase Spirit by 1000 points, with no limit on usage."

"The soul gem can permanently increase Spirit recovery speed."

"And the Soul-Eater insect eggs, which can hatch a Soul-Eating Insect Mother."

Bai Yiyuan was shocked again, "Did you use both the soul crystals and the soul gem?"

"I did." Later, thanks to these two items, Lin Moyu was provided with great convenience in the Ancient Battlefield.

Otherwise, just the Earth Touch Dragon God alone would have given him a headache.

Even if he drank the military's recovery potions, his Spirit might not necessarily recover in time.

Not to mention needing to replenish the Undead Legion; that was all accomplished by relying on his surged Spirit.

Bai Yiyuan continued to ask, "Then what is your Spirit attribute at now?"

Lin Moyu checked, "22300."

Bai Yiyuan was somewhat stunned, and Summoner Mo Xinghai let out an exclamation, "Such high Spirit."