Monster Chronicles: My Daoist Skill Comes from Mythology
Chapter 304 - 275: Harmonization of Yin Yang, Outside the Holy Might Taoist School.

Chapter 304: Chapter 275: Harmonization of Yin Yang, Outside the Holy Might Taoist School.

"The fairy’s kindness is beyond words, but I have recently attained an epiphany. I fear I will ascend soon and cannot accept the fairy’s invitation."

Song Lin declined.

"No matter, today’s matters do not concern the future. If we let such a connection slip away, wouldn’t it be a pity?"

The Mount Tai Woman softly covered her red lips, her eyes shimmering.

Under the moonlight, her snow-like skin radiated a faint glow, her beauty beyond mortal comprehension.

"Fairy, in that case... I shall accept."

The Mount Tai Woman’s words implied there was no need for commitment, no obligation to adhere to the mundane rites of engagement.

Having spoken this much, to refuse again would seem ungracious.

Creaaak!

A gentle breeze stirred, the door closed.

Song Lin stepped into a wondrous world.

Mind and body merged seamlessly with the Great Dao, his five senses completely rejuvenated.

The union of form and spirit—this was his first time experiencing such a marvelous state.

Within the Alchemy Dao lies the art of sexual alchemy, a righteous path. In the past, he did not comprehend it, but now Song Lin had gained an insight.

The principle of Yin-Yang transformation is itself one of the Great Dao, or one might say, it is an indispensable Dao for all living beings.

Previously, Song Lin lacked understanding of this aspect.

Now, it seemed he had filled in this gap in knowledge.

Not only had his personal cultivation speed increased, but his mind was suddenly flooded with knowledge regarding Netherworld Seal Characters.

This knowledge was far from mere literacy.

It encompassed everything from the essence, Qi, and rare treasures of the Netherworld to classifications of ghosts and monsters, methods of identifying various Netherworld blessed lands and cave heavens, and the locations of Ghost Demon activation zones.

In the real world, there were very few experts versed in Netherworld Seal Characters, but they did exist.

However, those with as profound an understanding as Song Lin could likely be counted on one hand.

The deeper his understanding of the Netherworld’s rules, the less pressure he would face in dealing with them in the future.

The underworld and the human world followed similar rules.

When humans cast spells or arrays, even if Song Lin didn’t recognize a particular array, he could still dismantle it using his accumulated knowledge.

Understanding Netherworld Seal Characters meant he could discern the specifics of demons encountered during battles, identify the weaknesses of their arrays, and navigate peculiar Netherworld sights without being at a loss.

Three days and nights passed.

Song Lin mastered the Netherworld Seal Characters and delved into their deeper mysteries, naming his findings "Netherworld Yin Seal."

This accomplishment directly saved him decades of cultivation effort.

The next day, the Mount Tai Woman returned to the Netherworld for her cultivation.

There were countless matters in the underworld; she could not linger during this period.

After digesting his newly acquired knowledge, Song Lin headed to Zhongnan Mountain where the Taizhen Sect was located.

Compared to the south, which was rich with numerous magic veins, the Taizhen Sect dominated the north in unity.

Aside from the Taizhen Sect, the entire north only consisted of its extended branches.

If not for Master Bai Mei emerging from Emei Mountain,

it’s likely Emei Mountain wouldn’t have had the chance to claim the leadership of the Righteous Path.

Song Lin was perusing the treasure book of the Taizhen Sect.

The book was titled "Purple Cloud Divine Thunder Secret," and it elaborated on many Thunder Technique Essences.

This Thunder Technique differed from the Five Thunders True Method that he practiced. The Taizhen Sect’s Thunder Skill prioritized offensive power over inner cultivation.

On the table lay beads of various colors.

These were the Thunder Pearls of the Taizhen Sect.

The green ones were Yin Thunder, refined from the menacing Yin and resentment Qi of the earth, used specifically to corrupt Primordial Spirit Magical Artifacts, dissolving them upon contact.

The crimson ones were Flame Divine Thunder, tempered with fire poison, intensely explosive and insidiously toxic.

The pitch-black ones were Gui Water Divine Thunder, representing unending vitality and persistent continuity.

The translucent ones were Heavenly Sound Divine Thunder, reverberating with thunderous peals to unsettle the heart and spirit.

The multi-colored ones were Nine Sons Divine Thunder, dividing into nine and unleashing devastation across a hundred miles.

Among them, a thumb-sized bead was the highly confidential Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Divine Thunder of the Taizhen Sect.

This thunder required no rare materials.

The Taizhen Sect Hierarch once used this divine thunder, and its activation depleted 480 years of Dao cultivation, affecting a range of a thousand miles with nothing spared within.

Unfortunately, Emei Mountain was prepared and interrupted the process.

Otherwise, this single divine thunder would have been enough to overturn the situation at the time.

"Eight Jiazi, 480 years of Dao cultivation... I can’t afford to use this thunder."

Song Lin smiled bitterly.

His current cultivation, even with a complete tally, amounted to barely over 200 years of Dao cultivation.

If he used this thunder, he’d owe over 200 more years of cultivation!

However, the other Thunder Pearls were more manageable.

The Taizhen Sect’s approach was commendable: refining the Thunder Pearls in advance made them ready for use. Activating them required only a bit of True Qi or Mana, vastly more convenient than preparing them on the spot.

"Not bad."

Song Lin mused to himself.

He then returned to the palace and handed over the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder to the people of the Qionghua Sect.

After all, he couldn’t take it with him, so it was better to leave it with them as protection.

In the outskirts of the capital, Spirit Mountain stood in grandeur.

Lush grass and vibrant greenery vied for attention, while ancient trees stood tall and luxuriant.

The peaks were veiled in mist, the terrain undulating like a coiled dragon.

According to elderly villagers at the base of the mountain, one could see celestial palaces in the sky during thunderstorms.

At this moment, a golden chariot streaked across the starry sky and landed atop the mountain’s palace.

In the jade courtyard before the palace, numerous Taoists were seated, inhaling and exhaling Primordial Energy in cultivation.

Gongsun Jiuniang floated in the air, her body enveloped by fiery red Sword Qi.

Her Fire Sword mastery was nearing perfection; breaking through the final bottleneck to cultivate the Wind Sword would allow her to ascend as a Core Formation Earth Immortal.

Song Lin appeared at her side without a sound.

Gongsun Jiuniang sensed his presence and opened her eyes.

"Your Majesty, you’re here!"

"Hmm. The Taizhen Sect’s Thunder Skill—have your people trained in it? Has anyone practiced the Cultivation Method from last time?"

"Some disciples have achieved Qi Sensing using the Cultivation Method,"

Gongsun Jiuniang replied, then accepted the secret manual from Song Lin’s hands.

Over the following months, Song Lin focused entirely on cultivating Thunder Skills.

He reached an entry-level mastery and became proficient in crafting Thunder Pearls.

Having made progress, he promptly returned to his cultivation in the real world.

In the space of fifteen days in the outside world, Song Lin had already gained entry-level mastery in this school of thought.

...

In Mei Mountain Jungle Blessed Land,

Zhengsi had constructed a Taoist Temple.

One day on the outside equated to ten days within.

This gave him tenfold the time for cultivation compared to others.

Inside the main hall, Zhengsi listened intently to the reports from his subordinates.

"Taoist, the Yin Mountain demons have all been eradicated, but they’ve recently started smuggling in people from outside, clearly to purchase Yin Merit."

A Taoist reported.

"Moreover, I’ve negotiated with the people of Xuanke Temple—they’ve agreed to stop purchasing supplies from that area."

Zhengsi sneered, saying, "Keep a close watch on them."

Cutting off Donghua Temple’s funding sources and their access to Yin Merit routes was essential.

Unless they sent their disciples out to complete Demon Extermination Tasks far and wide,

in which case, they might have an opportunity to act.

Deaths during Demon Extermination tasks were common, and when the time came, they could simply blame it on the demons.

Zhengsi returned to seclusion once more.

In truth, he didn’t see this as a significant matter.

This was merely an appetizer, a slight annoyance directed at Song Lin for humiliating him at the renaming ceremony.

The true punishment he had planned for Song Lin lay nine years away on the battle stage.

The decade-long wager was equivalent to a hundred years in the blessed land.

With the added support of Magic Treasures and the Dao cultivation accumulated during this period,

even if Song Lin broke through to the Purple Mansion in the interim, how could he possibly match him?

It would merely be inviting one’s own humiliation.

From start to finish, Zhengsi only saw Song Lin as a stepping stone.

The position of Taoist seemed insignificant to him.

By defeating Song Lin, his renown would rise another notch, and he could conveniently pass the Taoist position to one of his subordinates in the next Phoenix Platform Dragon Throwing ceremony.

He himself would then aim for the role of Department Director within the Taoist School.

And from there, ascend higher step by step.

...

Donghua Temple.

Inside the Master’s Hall,

Song Lin convened with the former members of the Thunder Department, including Guu Yuchan.

A dozen people gathered in the hall, silently holding their breath, deeply engrossed in reading the booklets in their hands.

Apart from the cultivation techniques, each booklet was annotated with insights and key points by Song Lin.

"How long will it take to master this?" Song Lin asked.

"Within two months, most likely. Mastering the Divine Thunder Secret and crafting Thunder Pearls shouldn’t be hard, but the materials are a problem. For instance, a single ordinary Yin Thunder requires two units of Yin Fiend Qi, each unit costing 1,000 dharma coins. Along with other materials, the cost for a single Pearl totals nearly 3,000 dharma coins."

Producing a hundred Pearls would cost 300,000.

A thousand Pearls would reach three million.

The entire alliance had an income surplus just over one million, with Donghua Temple contributing half.

The dream of using thousands of Divine Thunder Pearls to landscape an area was utterly unattainable.

Each Divine Establishment Taoist having one or two Pearls as a backup was already an accomplishment.

"Could we open up a market? Sustain it through profits?"

Someone suggested.

Guu Yuchan’s eyes lit up, saying, "That could work! A disposable Divine Thunder Pearl of sufficient power could indeed fetch a good price."

"But opening up the market might be difficult."

Guu Yuchan lamented.

Since Zhengsi had been offended, many people avoided doing business with the Donghua Alliance.

In the past, products like the Moon Brick were significant revenue sources.

But now, many Taoist Temples had severed ties with Donghua.

Their income had dwindled, and the funds allocated for constructing new Taoist Temples had left the alliance with little remaining resources.

"I’ll figure something out. You all just focus on learning."

Song Lin pondered for a moment and said.

It seemed he would have to seek out Zhi Xin.

Recently, Zhi Xin emerged from her seclusion, but he had yet to find the opportunity to visit.

Song Lin stepped out the door.

Whoosh!

A red-clad girl descended from the roof, carrying a fragrant breeze.

"Master of the Temple!"

The girl called out sweetly.

"Qingyu? Why are you here?"

Song Lin asked in confusion.

"The Commandery Princess sent for you."

Qingyu beamed with joy, unable to hide her excitement.

"Commandery Princess? Who is that?"

Song Lin asked, perplexed.

"Qingxuan Left Official, also known as Master Zhi Xin’s Taoist partner."

Qingyu explained the situation in detail.

Only then did Song Lin understand.

It turned out Zhi Xin was working to bring her Taoist partner back to life.

Song Lin had indeed heard such rumors before and hadn’t expected them to be true.

Even more surprising was Zhi Xin’s cultivation being advanced enough to revive someone.

"The Da Yan Heavenly Mechanism Skill truly harnesses the wonders of heaven and earth."

Song Lin murmured to himself.

But it could only be used three times in a lifetime, and each use came with a considerable cost.

For those who viewed women as mere possessions, it certainly wouldn’t seem worth the effort.

Yet this showed Zhi Xin to be a deeply devoted person.

"What?" Qingyu heard Song Lin muttering softly.

"Nothing. So, the senior sent you here?"

No wonder Qingyu, a Commandery Princess, would come to this remote area.

After all, in Wu Country, the Taoist Alliance had seven major factions, and the Taoist School boasted 32 branches.

Beyond that, there were over 500 smaller sects and more than 10,000 Taoist Temples spread across the wilderness.

If Qingyu hadn’t been sent deliberately, her arrival here would be too coincidental to believe.

"No, the Commandery Princess did not instruct me to come. I merely overheard her mention you favorably, so I decided to take the trip."

Qingyu, fearing Song Lin might think she had ulterior motives, quickly clarified.

"Oh, I see. In that case, take me to Mingxing Peak."

Song Lin couldn’t be bothered to overthink it.

The two flew together to the summit of Mingxing Peak.

Song Lin noticed a new straw hut in front of him.

Zhi Xin seemed to have anticipated his arrival and stepped out of the hut.

From another straw hut emerged a poised and elegant woman.

"Greetings, Master Zhi Xin, Taoist Ziyun."

Song Lin had learned Wu Qingxuan’s Taoist title along the way.

"Please rise." Zhi Xin looked at Wu Qingxuan and smiled, "This is the Song Lin I’ve mentioned to you."

Wu Qingxuan examined Song Lin with a warm smile. "Indeed, a remarkable talent. Please, take a seat!"

With a soft wave of her hand,

a golden light appeared before them, opening a resplendent golden door.

Beyond the door lay another world, full of celestial mist and intoxicating fragrances.

The group flew in together.

The scenery was breathtaking, with pavilions and terraces, winding bridges over gentle streams.

The party settled in a lakeside courtyard.

As Zhi Xin looked around, she remarked sentimentally, "Your Purple Cloud Cave Heaven remains as marvelous as ever."

Within the Cave Heaven, the essence was ten times denser than the outside world.

It housed numerous mutant beasts and rare spirit grasses.

It was larger by a few degrees than Song Lin’s World in the Pot.

The group exchanged pleasantries, catching up on recent events.

"Song Lin, why haven’t you apprenticed under Zhi Xin and moved to Mingxing Peak to cultivate?"

Wu Qingxuan voiced her doubt.

Indeed, it seemed strange that they didn’t address each other as master and disciple, and instead as Taoist peers.

Song Lin didn’t know how to answer.

He hadn’t formally apprenticed under Zhi Xin, yet Zhi Xin had undeniably taught him much.

If he answered truthfully, would it come off as disrespecting Zhi Xin?

Zhi Xin defused the awkwardness, saying, "Song Lin has grand ambitions. He must follow his own path. By the way, knowing you, you wouldn’t have come without a reason. What’s troubling you?"

Song Lin explained his difficulties.

Learning of his rivalry with Zhengsi, Wu Qingxuan regarded Song Lin with newfound interest.

Zhi Xin burst into laughter.

"That’s simple. So what if they try to suppress you? The Heaven and Earth Xuan Sect Taoist Alliance boasts five Taoist Schools. If they won’t engage with the Holy Might Taoist School, then don’t do business with them!"