Global Game: I, the Necromancer, am the scourge

Sikong You didn’t like to fight; she much preferred to be alone and quiet, simply lost in her thoughts.

This stemmed from the indelible psychological trauma she had suffered as a child.

She came from a small county town and had experienced two monster tides as a child; her entire family had died in these monster tides.

Even she herself had nearly lost her life to the brutal monster tides twice.

Therefore, she was extremely fearful of those monsters and didn’t want to confront them at all, which is why, after her talent awakened and she received invitations from a full six Dragon Academies across Shenzhou, she didn’t attend the assessments for any of them.

It was true that she was terribly poor, and couldn’t even afford the travel expenses, but with her talent, if she had been willing to accept help from others, there would have been a large number of people ready to invest in her.

In the end, she would rather hide at home than accept other people’s investments.

Even when it came to the college entrance exams, she hid on the side, watching others fight desperately, while she herself took cover in some cave, waiting for the assessments to end.

Unfortunately, her talent was too great, and she had been targeted by a heretical sect, eventually taken by force to Shenglong State in the Great Xia Empire capital, where she was coerced into facing monsters to level up.

If she didn’t want to get killed by monsters, she had to fight, even if it was forced combat!

This legal loli was the type to only move forward a few steps after being whipped.

If it weren’t for having witnessed Zi Liyuan’s brutality firsthand, given her current favorable circumstances, she would have probably already given up and laid flat, spending her days eating, drinking and sleeping, occasionally going to the toilet and that’s it. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

But who made Zi Liyuan so generous?

This time, one million Dragon Academy Contribution Value, if she sold them on the black market outside, it could net her more than 10,000 Dragon Coins, enough for her to lay flat and waste her life away.

Why bother fighting and killing? Isn’t it more delightful to eat, drink, and sleep well, living out one’s days as an idle freeloader?

(Lao Xu also wants to be an idle freeloader, but alas, the family situation doesn’t allow it, envying those who don’t need to hustle for a living o(╥﹏╥)o~)

"Hmph, Yuer, in the following period, you take this little girl to grind dungeons for leveling.

In a week, I want to see this little girl rise to Third Order.

If she can’t do it, then hand her over to the military along with all her files from the time with the heretical sect.

When she’s in prison serving her sentence, it won’t be our concern anymore.

I bet the inmates in there will teach her how to behave properly."

Zi Liyuan’s eyes turned cold, she snorted, and turned to speak to Fan Yuer who was standing by.

"No problem, leave it to me; the four of us sisters are planning to grind dungeons these days and push our levels up to Third Order Peak LV80."

Having followed Zi Liyuan around on a wild ride across the nation, dealing with corpses and managing supplies, she had grown extremely irritated.

It was the perfect opportunity to properly mentor this freeloading little sister.

If their lord had brought her back home, she had to prove herself useful somehow; after all, a waste had no place in their family!

Feeling the malicious glances of the Fan Family Four Sisters, Sikong You shivered and her face showed utter despair.

Sikong You: It’s over; my happy freeloading days are getting farther away, I want to cry(╥╯^╰╥)!

Zi Liyuan naturally knew that this little girl wouldn’t dare oppose his decision.

It was enough to let Fan Yuer train her.

After that, Zi Liyuan directly carried the second girl into the bedroom, and of course, it was to continue their dual cultivation to activate their Bloodline Power!

After a night of dual cultivation, emerged refreshed with a BUFF that boosted all attributes, Zi Liyuan once again headed to the Dragon Arena.

The Dragon Arena was still swarming with people.

Only, compared to the release of emotion from yesterday, today’s atmosphere had dropped several levels.

There was no helping it; Zi Liyuan had already completed the challenges against juniors and sophomores and was now left with the final challenge against the senior’s leader.

The juniors and sophomores, though they had turned up to watch, each looked dejected, their spirits not in the best state.

There was no helping it; being used as a stepping stone by a freshman was deeply humiliating for them.

So, they continued coming to watch the fight, but only to witness the senior leader get knocked down too.

If the humiliation was shared, then it wasn’t a big deal.

At that moment, they were hoping Zi Liyuan would also take down the senior leader.

In fact, the seniors themselves were looking quite ugly at this moment; they were all too aware of their leader’s capabilities.

Therefore, there was no chance of winning in this challenge.

At best, they could differ in how they struggled, some lasting longer than others.

On the platform.

Zi Liyuan looked at the senior leader with a trace of seriousness in his eyes.

He certainly had a complete file on the other party; this senior named Mo Changfeng possessed the Druid career template.

Not a particularly rare career, but his talent was incredibly strong, capable of using all sorts of druidic schools of thought.

Feral Druid, Nature Druid, Elemental Druid, Balance Druid...

There were many Druid schools, but it was rare to find a practitioner capable of integrating all schools’ techniques.

It could only be said that Mo Changfeng’s talent was genuinely strong.

"Death and life, truly a headache-inducing matchup. Please go easy on me, junior," Mo Changfeng said to Zi Liyuan, bowing with a very rational greeting.

He had watched the previous two challenges from start to finish, and knew exactly how miserably those two were beaten by Zi Liyuan, an experience he had no desire to endure.

Unfortunately, such were the rules of Dragon Academy; even to forfeit the challenge or admit defeat, the fight had to happen first.