**Chapter 525: It’s Not That You Can’t Solo, It’s That You’re Not Capable**
Lin Moyu’s presence outside the dungeon didn’t last more than five seconds. The heavy snowstorm outside made it difficult for most people to notice Lin Moyu.
However, the person who had previously noticed Lin Moyu entering rubbed his eyes again, "I saw him again."
The people beside him had drunk some alcohol, their faces flushed red, "Saw who?"
"That guy who went into the dungeon alone, he came out."
"Where?"
"He went back in again."
His words immediately drew a burst of laughter.
"You must have had too much to drink, who would go in?"
"Or maybe you saw a ghost, there’s no one there."
No one believed him.
The idea of someone soloing the 12-person Kunlun Divine Palace dungeon was unheard of.
These people’s knowledge wasn’t as extensive as Lin Moyu’s, so they wouldn’t have gone to the academy library or even the royal secret archives to research.
In their minds, it was impossible for anyone to solo the Kunlun Divine Palace dungeon, even the beginner stage.
A pair of eyes appeared in the snowstorm.
It appeared a thousand meters high in the air, looking down.
Its cold gaze swept over the people through the snowstorm.
No one noticed its existence.
Finally, its gaze stopped at the dungeon entrance, unmoving.
Lin Moyu entered the dungeon for the second time, and his speed was even faster than the first.
The undead army, combined with the toxic witches, was simply the ultimate weapon for slaughtering the small monsters in this dungeon.
As many as came, that many died.
The experience increased slowly but steadily.
A 3% experience gain was already quite good.
A level per day was many times faster than other professionals.
After level 50, others would take months or even half a year to level up once.
"Only my sister could probably level up faster than me."
Thinking of Lin Moxian, it had been a long time since he last saw her.
The last time was in the Ancestral Lands.
Lin Moxian was even busier than him, without a moment’s rest.
It was indeed not easy to become a disciple of a semi-supreme expert.
Thinking of Lin Moxian, Ning Yiyi, and Mo Yun.
Each of them was rushing forward without pause.
**[Killed Kunlun Demon Bull, experience +5,800,000]**
Seeing the prompt, Lin Moyu remained expressionless.
He looked at the place where the Kunlun Snow Grass had appeared earlier at the pass but was disappointed to find nothing this time.
"I was a bit delusional."
Lin Moyu chuckled softly, laughing at himself for thinking too much.
He left the dungeon and prepared to enter again.
Suddenly, Lin Moyu frowned slightly and looked behind him.
He felt like someone was watching him.
His sixth sense was extremely sharp, and he would definitely notice if someone was watching him.
But after scanning the area, he didn’t find anyone.
People by the tents and fires were minding their own business, chatting away.
"I must have felt wrong."
Lin Moyu thought to himself as he used a cooldown talisman to reset the dungeon.
This time, to level up, Lin Moyu brought three high-grade cooldown talismans.
One was his own, and the other two were borrowed from Bai Yiyuan and Meng Anwen.
The three high-grade cooldown talismans combined could reset the dungeon 150 times, which was enough for him.
Lin Moyu repeatedly cleared the dungeon, with his efficiency gradually improving from 40 minutes per run to 30 minutes.
In less than a day, Lin Moyu leveled up to 54.
All his attributes and skills improved.
However, Lin Moyu’s brow became increasingly furrowed.
The feeling of being watched grew stronger, occurring every time he left the dungeon.
But he couldn’t find the source no matter what.
"It should be an existence at least above level 80, possibly even a professional."
"Who has their sights on me? Could it be someone from the Demon Worshippers? Or maybe a dragon or demon has infiltrated?"
Lin Moyu pondered but couldn’t find an answer.
Over the years, the human race’s defense system had become quite robust.
For demons to enter, they would have to pay a heavy price.
And the strength of those who could make it through wouldn’t be that great.
The likes of the Flame Demon Sovereign would be the limit, and at most, a Seduction Demon Sovereign could send an avatar.
If a low-level deity came, Lin Moyu was confident he could make sure they couldn’t leave.
"I can’t figure it out, so I won’t think about it anymore."
"When the enemy comes, I’ll deal with them, and when the water comes, I’ll block it."
He stopped worrying about it and focused on clearing the dungeon.
After level 54, the experience requirement increased again.
Each run could only yield about 2.5% experience, much slower than before.
But it was still within Lin Moyu’s acceptable range.
It would take 40 runs to level up, and at his pace of half an hour per run, it wouldn’t take a day.
Gradually, Lin Moyu’s presence was finally noticed.
The first person who had noticed Lin Moyu shouted, "Look, I told you I wasn’t wrong, there really is someone soloing the Kunlun Divine Palace."
"This guy must be crazy, going in and out like that, is he joking around with cooldown talismans?"
"Look closely, he’s using high-grade cooldown talismans, and more than one."
"How extravagant, what kind of status does this guy have? High-grade cooldown talismans aren’t something ordinary people can get."
"Who knows, but no matter what, why is he going in and out like that?"
Everyone was puzzled.
Someone tried to call out to Lin Moyu and ask, but Lin Moyu ignored them and did as he pleased.
"I’ve calculated, he comes out every half hour, almost without fail."
"What a waste, high-grade cooldown talismans are very costly to replenish energy."
"Maybe he just doesn’t care."
"Some people are just richer than others."
As they were feeling envious and resentful, Lin Moyu came out again.
This time, his body was glowing, the glow of leveling up.
The aura released during leveling up couldn’t be fully contained and leaked out, immediately startling everyone.
"He actually leveled up, he was grinding levels in there."
"How is that possible, someone soloing a dungeon to level up? What kind of joke is this?"
"Which of you brothers has a high level, check what level this guy is."
At this moment, someone not far away said, "He was 54 before, just hit 55."
The one speaking was a level 68 professional, just a step away from the third job transition.
His words carried weight.
"He really is leveling up in the dungeon."
"What a weirdo."
After reaching level 55, Lin Moyu cleared the dungeon again, but his experience only increased by 1.5%.
Calculating this way, he would need to clear it at least 67 times to level up. At his fastest pace, it would take 34 hours, over a day.
Checking the remaining uses of the high-grade cooldown talismans, he had 77 left.
Just enough for him to reach level 56.
"I was a bit too optimistic, I didn’t expect the experience requirement to increase so much."
"It will take a day and a half to level up once."
Lin Moyu muttered to himself, but his actions didn’t stop.
After leveling up, he continued clearing the dungeon while replenishing his undead army.
At level 55, he had 35 witch generals, with a summoning capacity of 1,050, bringing the total number of skeletons in his undead army to 36,750.
Still using the average distribution method, each of the three types of skeletons numbered 12,250, not too many or too few.
Although the attack power of the skeleton archers and snipers currently paled in comparison to the skeleton berserkers.
Especially under the [Strengthen] skill, the difference in their offensive power was vast.
But Lin Moyu believed that since the skill existed, there must be a reason for its strength.
He just hadn’t discovered it yet, or perhaps its true power would be revealed in the future.
Not only did some professions become stronger later on, but some skills did as well.
With the talent enhancements, the skeleton berserkers’ four attributes had reached 312,000, with just one attribute being comparable to a lord-level BOSS of the same level.
If all four attributes were added together, even a world BOSS would pale in comparison to the skeleton berserkers.
If one day the skeleton berserkers’ vitality increased, they would become existences stronger than world BOSSes.
Lin Moyu even fantasized that if he reached the deity realm one day, would the skeletons also reach the deity realm? If he led an undead army of hundreds of thousands or even millions of deity-level undead, what kind of scene would that be? A quantitative change leading to a qualitative change, even facing a supreme expert, Lin Moyu would have a sliver of confidence.
After using up all the charges of the three high-grade cooldown talismans, Lin Moyu leveled up again right in front of everyone.
He used his actions to tell others that he really was soloing, not just extravagantly wasting resources.
Lin Moyu also used his actions to tell the world that this dungeon wasn’t impossible to solo, it was just that they lacked the capability.
This was a slap in the face to all the doubters.
Finally, he checked his level.
Level 56 (13%).
"After 56, each run will only yield about 1.3%."
The transmission stone in his hand activated, and with a flash of light, Lin Moyu disappeared from the spot.
At that moment, a streak of light flashed in the sky, landing precisely in a certain space.
Lin Moyu, in the midst of teleporting, immediately sensed something was off.
"I’ve been waiting for you to make a move!"
The corners of his mouth curved up slightly, as the enemy hiding in the dark had finally made their move.
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