Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Bai Yiyuan had advised Lin Moyu to keep a low profile and tuck away his military badge, but it was all in vain.
News of Lin Moyu’s exploits had already spread across the Dimensional Battlefield. Witnesses from the Chuangshi Institute who were stationed at Fortress No. 6 had carried the story back with them.
Soon, the entire world was buzzing with accounts of Lin Moyu’s incredible feats. Word spread that a level 37 godly general had risen from the Shenxia Empire, capable of single-handedly wiping out an army and defeating a level 70 Dragonkind Battle General. It was even said that the Dragonkind Battle General had been forced to self-destruct, while Lin Moyu remained unscathed.
Although Lin Moyu’s undead army was formidable, his personal strength was equally astonishing. In a matter of days, rumors grew, becoming more exaggerated—practically deifying him.
In the quiet confines of White God Courtyard, Meng Anwen spoke in his usual calm tone, "Aren't you going to do something about this? At this rate, Young Lin will soon be considered a deity."
Bai Yiyuan chuckled, "Let them blow things out of proportion! The more they inflate the stories, the better. It’s not like I’m ignoring it. I’m just taking a different approach."
Meng Anwen gave him a sidelong glance, "You... Has Young Lin been staying at the Chuangshi Institute lately?"
"Yeah, he’s been burying himself in books." Bai Yiyuan replied, "He had some setbacks on the Immemorial Battlefield, especially against the Abyssal Phantasms—he almost lost himself. The kid recognizes his weaknesses and is making up for it by learning about the Abyss."
Bai Yiyuan’s tone carried a note of pride. He fully supported Lin Moyu’s proactive approach. A great class user must understand both themself and their enemies. Even if Lin Moyu hadn’t taken the initiative, Bai Yiyuan would have urged him to do the same. Now that Lin Moyu was taking the initiative, Bai Yiyuan, as his teacher, was pleased.
Meng Anwen’s lips curved into a faint smile, "Do you need me to help fan the flames?"
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