Catastrophic necromancer Chapter 4541: Is the Supreme ‘Afraid of His Wife’?

Chapter 4541: Is the Supre ’Afraid of His Wife’?

The golden light flashed twice, and out of the seven opponents besieging Zhulong, six were instantly slain.

Zhulong was frozen in shock, as were his adversaries none of them understood what had just happened.

To Zhulong, his enemies dropped dead for no reason. To those enemies, they wondered how their companions died so suddenly.

Xiaopeng’s golden light retracted and settled not far away, and Lin Moyu smiled faintly, "The last one’s for you."

Seeing Lin Moyu, Zhulong snapped out of it and, giving a dragon’s roar, shouted excitedly, "Alright!"

He unleashed his full power, assaulting his remaining enemy with relentless attacks like a life and death struggle.

By the ti his foe reacted, he no longer had any strength to fight back.

Lin Moyu saw that Zhulong’s claws wore a pair of golden treasures, blazing with gold fire they were clearly supre treasures, far superior to standard chaos level ones. With them, Zhulong could walk the realm of lesser chaos unchallenged.

"Looks like the old man in the green robe is quite generous to him," Lin Moyu thought to himself.

In just a mont, Zhulong shredded his enemy, then transford into human form and flew over.

He hadn’t yet spoken when, from the distance, there was a wrathful cry: "Die!"

A gray cloud exploded in the void, unleashing an oceanic wave of attacks.

Zhulong’s expression changed. "Late Chaos Realm careful!"

Lin Moyu was unfazed. "Xiaopeng, let chat with Zhulong don’t let anyone disturb us."

Xiaopeng responded at once, transford into golden light, and dashed out.

Golden light flooded the sky, forcibly swallowing all the incoming attacks and even surging upstream against them.

Zhulong was stunned. "That strong?"

Lin Moyu smiled. "Ignore him. Just a late Chaos Realm. It’ll be over in a few moves. Now tell , why are you here?"

Zhulong replied, "My master sent . He said that after so many years acting as a rules manager, breaking through by cultivation alone would take too long, so battle was needed for progress.

With a war breaking out at the South Pole, he sent here."

Lin Moyu asked, "That old man wasn’t worried you’d die here?"

Zhulong said, "Master gave sothing for protection, I shouldn’t die."

The old man in the green robe is quite partial to his subordinates. If he takes soone under his wing, he’ll protect them and rarely let them die needlessly.

Lin Moyu chuckled. "I can tell. You’re about to break into late Chaos Realm your speed’s amazing. He must have given you quite a few benefits."

Zhulong’s expression turned odd, his mouth twitching as if wanting to say sothing, but he held back.

The "master" he ntioned was the sa "old man in the green robe" that Lin Moyu always called so casually a titled Supre. For Lin Moyu to call a Supre like that seed highly disrespectful.

Yet from Lin Moyu’s mouth, it felt entirely natural, leaving Zhulong not knowing whether to smile or frown.

After a mont, Zhulong finally said, "You progress even faster and that one there..."

Lin Moyu said, "He’s special. Ignore him. I have matters to ask you."

Between old friends, Lin Moyu cut straight to the point, "You know I have a few wives. In these years under the green robed old man, have you ever seen them?"

Zhulong thought for a mont. "Over the years I’ve seen many people with my master, but never your wives."

Lin Moyu pressed: "Then what about the green robed old man’s Dao partner? Have you seen her?"

Zhulong said, "No, only heard about her."

"Tell what you know," urged Lin Moyu.

Not seeing his own wives was expected Lin Moyu had guessed long ago that they were likely with the green robed old man’s Dao partner. Who was she, and was she also a Supre? He didn’t know, but maybe he could get so clues from Zhulong.

Zhulong hesitated. "It isn’t really my place to talk about my master’s personal affairs."

Lin Moyu said, "Don’t worry, he won’t do anything to you. If he blas you, just say I forced you. If that’s not enough, we’ll stage a show I’ll beat you half to death, you’ll have no choice but to talk, then I’ll heal you."

Zhulong was dumbstruck. Was that really possible? That was basically saying: you’re talking no matter what.

Seeing Xiaopeng slaughtering in the distance, Zhulong decided: I’ll talk.

"Though I never saw the mistress, I did overhear so things when my master was playing chess with a friend.

Apparently, the mistress is up to sothing very important and mysterious, but I don’t know the details.

I did hear her ntioned as having several female disciples if I’m right, that would be your wives.

"Other than that, I t soone else your elder sister."

Lin Mohan, his elder sister, was once the Great Sword Sovereign, a top figure among proto supres, not weaker than a Supre. She was a natural acquaintance of the old man in the green robe and his circle.

Lin Moyu continued, "Do you know what level my master’s Dao partner is?"

Zhulong shook his head. "No, but she must be powerful. Master sounds quite respectful when he talks about her."

"Respect, huh?" Lin Moyu sneered softly, "Sounds more like fear."

Zhulong startled and quickly shook his head. "I know nothing! I didn’t hear anything!"

So things Lin Moyu could say, but Zhulong dared not.

Lin Moyu pressed, "Did my sister and the old man chat about anything?"

Zhulong said, "A lot, but I didn’t hear much. Back then, your sister sealed the space with her sword intent. If I’d even twitched, it would have ant instant death.

Just thinking of that scene, Zhulong was a ss of snot and tears. He hadn’t wanted to eavesdrop anyway no need for a death sentence.

With tens of thousands of swords aid at him, blades digging into his skin, he’d have been skewered in an instant. That was an unforgettable sensation.

Lin Mohan behaving that way totally in character.

Lin Moyu consoled, "Don’t worry, my sister is reasonable. As long as you behave, she won’t harm you. Anything else you know?"

Zhulong shook his head. "Not really. I never spent much ti around Master. He’s always busy, always off sowhere. If he has ti for chess, it’s just with friends."

Lin Moyu asked, "And was the chess companion the white robed one?"

Zhulong said, "No, that’s the Celestial Supre of the upper domain. He drinks tea well, but he’s just so so at chess.

"The real chess fan is a black robed Supre I don’t know. But I could feel the killing intent from him it’s scary.

Just watching them play, I felt like I was going to die. I didn’t dare look."

A black robed Supre Lin Moyu took note of that clue.

There were currently eight Supres in the chaos. If the three poles and four domains each had one, that left one more.

If the green robed old man’s Dao partner was also a Supre, that made eight.

As for the black robed, bloodthirsty Supre, Lin Moyu suspected he was the Supre of the lower domain.

The three domains upper, central, lower were allied. The Celestial Supre in white was called Bai Zhen.

The lower domain folk were powerful and aggressive, so it made sense for their Supre to seem terrifying.

Now it all fell into place.

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