1126

**Chapter 1126: Lucky or Unlucky?**

The Green Sword Daoist was excited, "It worked, it really worked."

Lin Moyu had never seen the Green Sword Daoist so excited before. In his impression, the Green Sword Daoist remained calm and composed even when facing a deity, showing no fear.

But now, for the sake of a seven-colored sacred fire, he was so excited that he even lost his composure.

The Green Sword Daoist finally calmed down and realized he might have been too excited, "Sorry, I got a bit carried away just now."

"The seven-colored sacred fire is too important to me."

Lin Moyu smiled, "Then, Senior, please absorb it now. I will guard you."

The Green Sword Daoist did not hesitate and immediately flew into the sacred fire, opening his mouth to swallow it directly.

Flames ignited on the Green Sword Daoist's body, and a rainbow-like seven-colored halo surrounded him, making him look like an immortal.

Lin Moyu knew that the Green Sword Daoist was fully absorbing the seven-colored sacred fire to elevate his spells.

Lin Moyu did not disturb him. With a thought, the undead army appeared around them to keep watch.

Under the undead army's surveillance, even the Shadow Clan could not hide.

But Lin Moyu also knew that for someone like Zhu Qiwu, even using the undead's vision would not be enough to detect him.

The difference in their realms was too great. When the gap reached a certain level, no small tricks could bridge it.

The Green Sword Daoist's absorption process went smoothly. The flames on his body gradually extinguished.

With each weakening of the flames, the Green Sword Daoist's aura grew stronger.

Lin Moyu knew that his spells were being elevated, and they must be multi-star spells.

If they weren't multi-star spells, the Green Sword Daoist wouldn't value them so much.

Lin Moyu remained vigilant, guarding the surroundings.

Few people came to the source of the sacred fire, especially the central area, which was almost deserted.

From cultivating the seven-colored sacred fire to the Green Sword Daoist's absorption, the entire process was undisturbed.

Compared to other star fire clusters, this place was eerily quiet, almost unrealistically so.

After several hours, the Green Sword Daoist finally finished absorbing the seven-colored sacred fire.

His soul leaped out from the top of his head, and a cyan long sword appeared above it, the Green Sword Daoist's life treasure.

At the tip of the sword, six stars shone brightly.

Six-star spell!

Lin Moyu saw that the Green Sword Daoist's spell stars formed a complete multi-star spell, and it was a rare six-star spell. The Green Sword Daoist's previous spell was a five-star spell, already powerful enough to let him fight across realms. Now, with a six-star spell, his power would increase significantly.

This meant that the Green Sword Daoist's combat power was now stronger, likely capable of challenging a deity.

With a soft hum, the soul, long sword, and spell stars all returned to his body.

The Green Sword Daoist opened his eyes, and a sharp sword light flashed in them.

Lin Moyu felt as if he had been slashed by a sharp sword, his skin tingling with pain.

The Green Sword Daoist had not only formed a six-star spell but also deepened his understanding of the laws, and his cultivation realm had also improved.

This was normal, and Lin Moyu understood it.

When he elevated his [Summon Skeleton King] to a spell star, his cultivation also advanced from True God first stage to True God second stage.

There is always a reward for the price paid.

Every action has its consequence; this is a law of the Great World.

The Green Sword Daoist, full of excitement, laughed out loud, "Now I have no regrets. I can finally break through to deity level with peace of mind."

Lin Moyu was also happy for the Green Sword Daoist, "Congratulations, Senior."

The Green Sword Daoist waved his hand, "It's all thanks to you. Now that I'm fine, you can continue to cultivate the seven-colored sacred fire. I will guard you."

"I want to see who dares to disturb you."

At this moment, the Green Sword Daoist was full of vigor and fighting spirit.

Having just completed his spell elevation, if anyone dared to come, the Green Sword Daoist would show them the power of a six-star spell.

Lin Moyu indeed needed to cultivate the seven-colored sacred fire, which was also his purpose for coming here.

Since the Green Sword Daoist was willing to guard him, Lin Moyu naturally accepted.

He began searching for the flash fire in the source of the sacred fire. With the shell's magical effect, finding the flash fire was not difficult.

Lin Moyu was lucky and quickly found a new flash fire.

But this time, it only cultivated into a six-colored sacred fire.

Even in the source of the sacred fire, not every flash fire could guarantee the cultivation of a seven-colored sacred fire.

The seven-colored sacred fire, as the highest grade among star fires, was not easy to cultivate.

In the following ten days, Lin Moyu continuously cultivated five six-colored sacred fires.

By now, Lin Moyu was somewhat helpless.

He was indeed lucky to always find flash fires.

But he was also unlucky, always failing to cultivate a seven-colored sacred fire.

The previous seven-colored sacred fire of the Green Sword Daoist now seemed like a stroke of luck.

The Green Sword Daoist laughed, "Don't worry, it will come. Patience is key."

Lin Moyu nodded, "I understand."

Lin Moyu was very patient. Although he lamented his bad luck, he was not anxious.

This matter was entirely up to chance; being anxious wouldn't help.

At most, he could wash his face and hands to see if it would bring good luck.

Finally, on the eighteenth day, after finding the eighth flash fire, he successfully cultivated a seven-colored sacred fire.

"Haha, finally, it's worth celebrating."

The Green Sword Daoist seemed even happier than Lin Moyu upon seeing the seven-colored sacred fire.

He took out his wine gourd and drank heartily.

Lin Moyu could feel that the Green Sword Daoist was genuinely happy for him.

Lin Moyu said, "Thank you for your hard work these days, Senior."

The Green Sword Daoist replied, "Now you absorb it, and I will guard you."

Lin Moyu shook his head, "It's not the right time yet. One seven-colored sacred fire is not enough."

The Green Sword Daoist was slightly surprised, "Do you have other spells?"

Lin Moyu nodded, "Yes, a few more."

The Green Sword Daoist raised an eyebrow, "A few?"

Lin Moyu said, "Including this one, I still need three more seven-colored sacred fires. If Senior has other matters, you can leave first. I can search on my own."

The Green Sword Daoist waved his hand, "That's not what I meant. So, you have four spells to elevate."

"No, I have five. I already elevated one before, so four remain."

The Green Sword Daoist's eyebrows furrowed slightly, "Five... I noticed you have more than one star-level spell. How many spells do you have?"

Lin Moyu felt a bit embarrassed and didn't tell the whole truth, "Twenty."

In fact, he had twenty-seven spells, not counting the fusion spells and soul-calming spells.

If those were included, the total number of spells would reach an astonishing thirty-one.

Such a number of spells could be considered the highest among the human race.

Even in the Great World, few races could match Lin Moyu.

The Green Sword Daoist was also shocked by Lin Moyu's number of spells, "So many spells, even in the past, were rare among the human race."

Then he suddenly exclaimed, "Wait, how many spells do you need to elevate?"

"Four."

The Green Sword Daoist asked, "Does that mean all your other spells have reached star level?"

Lin Moyu, feeling a bit embarrassed, nodded cautiously.

Pfft!

The Green Sword Daoist spat out his wine, spraying it a hundred kilometers away.