Monster Chronicles: My Daoist Skill Comes from Mythology
Chapter 310 - 281: As the Dust Settles in the Mortal World! (Long - )

Chapter 310: Chapter 281: As the Dust Settles in the Mortal World! (Long Chapter)

"Temple Master, Taoist Zhi Xin has come to visit."

"Where is he?"

"Waiting at the grand hall."

Song Lin entered the grand hall.

He saw Zhi Xin and Wu Qingxuan seated, with the Taoist disciple standing by to serve.

"Purple Mansion? No wonder you’re so confident." Wu Qingxuan remarked in surprise.

She hadn’t expected Song Linzhen to break through to the Purple Mansion Realm within ten years.

"Greetings, esteemed seniors!"

At that moment, Wu Qingxuan gestured toward the table. A booklet suddenly materialized on its surface.

"This contains all the information on Zhengsi. Study it thoroughly; only by knowing your enemy as well as yourself can you achieve victory in every battle."

Song Lin picked up the booklet and inspected it, finding that it indeed detailed Zhengsi’s information meticulously.

Zhengsi, the third son of the Holy Might Heavenly Master, had two elder brothers who were cultivators at the Purple Mansion Realm, named Lingfu and Lingjian respectively.

Born with Taichu Purple Qi, he naturally did not need Qi Refinement and Spirit Stabilizing. Currently at Purple Mansion, he possesses the Purple Mansion True Gang and practices the Taishan Golden Lock Linked Ring Hidden Escape True Technique, wielding the five-tiered Purple Mansion Divine Powers of Heaven, Earth, Dragon, Ghost, and Man.

Magic Treasures: Eighteen Acquired Spiritual Treasure Purple Lightning True Gang Flying Sabers, and one Innate Spiritual Treasure named One Qi God Transformation Tripod.

Song Lin fell into deep thought.

While they were both at the early stage of the Purple Mansion Realm, he wasn’t overly concerned about Zhengsi’s combat strength.

His Eight Sceneries Primordial Spirit wasn’t something to be underestimated.

With the Alchemical Flower and Heavenly Hero cultivation states, coupled with the ability of the Eight Sceneries Primordial Spirit Sword to alter the Heavenly Phenomenon, as well as the Heavenly Escape Sword Technique, he was practically invincible within the same realm.

The only disadvantage was the disparity in Magic Treasures.

However, once he unleashed his Little Giant Spirit God with its three-headed, six-armed form, boasting a cultivation level equivalent to Purple Mansion Early Stage, combined with the strength of three Divine Dragons, he could rival Zhengsi.

Additionally, he had the Dragon Mansion Jade Gourd Flying Saber, an Acquired Spiritual Treasure, and the Emperor Sword, a top-tier Acquired Spiritual Treasure.

Song Lin decided he wasn’t at a disadvantage.

He was not like ordinary cultivators.

With countless worlds as his resources and a steady stream of treasures and knowledge, his confidence surged.

"Having confidence is good. Speaking of your duel, I’ve calculated a little about the outcome," Zhi Xin said.

"Oh? Who emerges victorious?"

"In the early stages, Zhengsi has a better chance of winning, but..." Zhi Xin’s tone shifted. "In the mid-game, you’ll gain the upper hand, with the tide turning in your favor. However, in the critical moments, things will sharply reverse, and Zhengsi will secure victory."

"Why?" Song Lin asked in confusion. "How can I counter this?"

"I don’t know. The divination shows that no matter what, you’ll suffer a fatal backlash. I suspect it’s due to a tremendously powerful Magic Treasure!"

"This Treasure has an extraordinary counter-attack ability. If you want to break its influence, you’ll need to seize the opportunity where life springs from death!"

"How does one turn death into life?" Song Lin queried.

The mention of the despicable Zhengsi and his deceitful patron, Holy Might, made Song Lin curse inwardly.

"Before this Treasure kills you, its host’s defenses are nearly nonexistent; that will be your only chance to turn the tables! Act swiftly! You’ll have about a one-in-a-thousand chance, the rest depends on Tianyi."

"Tianyi?" Song Lin’s expression turned peculiar. "Tianyi cannot surpass human resolve. I will undoubtedly triumph."

"Then I wish you a smooth journey. Tomorrow, Little Qing and I will come to witness."

Seeing Song Lin radiating such confidence, Zhi Xin no longer worried.

The following day.

Song Lin departed with the upper echelon.

Zhengsi and his followers had left the Mei Mountain Jungle days earlier.

Song Lin traveled in a flying carriage to Yunzhou, where golden light surged into the clouds, arriving at a city suspended amidst darkness.

Today, Xuanyu City was particularly lively, with many familiar faces gathered.

By Chuu Yuying’s side stood the City Lord Yunhai.

When Chuu Yuying spotted Song Lin’s arrival, she greeted him with a smile: "You’re here? That is your battle arena!"

Chuu Yuying pointed at a celestial body in the sky.

"There?" Song Lin questioned.

Yunhai waved his massive hand.

The carriage and those aboard suddenly vanished.

When Song Lin opened his eyes, he found himself standing atop a vast platform.

The platform was made of large, dark green jade stones, stretching over a thousand miles, with engravings of intricate sunken carvings resembling runes on its surface.

The edges of the platform bordered the void, with gales howling past. They were on a towering high stage.

Above them floated countless auspicious clouds, drawing innumerable gazes.

Opposite Song Lin stood a pallid young noble.

This man was Zhengsi.

Locking eyes for a brief moment, Zhengsi sneered coldly, refraining from speaking.

At that moment, a golden beam streaked across the sky.

Atop the beam stood a man with delicate features, red markings at the corners of his eyes, exuding the scholarly aura of a literati.

The man’s golden-silk Mystic Robe was embroidered with the symbols of sun, moon, stars, mountains, and rivers.

"Greetings to the Heavenly Master!"

As the man appeared, the crowd bowed deeply.

"So this is the Heavenly Master?"

Song Lin’s thoughts flashed, surprised at the handsome appearance of the Thunder Striking Mountain God in his youth.

"Blades and swords know no mercy. Bear the consequences of life and death. If you surrender immediately, the fight will cease—do you understand?" the Heavenly Master declared.

"Understood, Heavenly Master!"

Song Lin replied.

As the words fell, the Heavenly Master vanished once more.

"Let the battle begin!"

With the Heavenly Master’s command, the duel commenced.

The pitch-black sky lit up with eighteen glowing purple orbs.

The orbs, as large as millstones, emitted arcs of purple lightning that intertwined mid-air, then surged toward Song Lin.

The Purple Lightning Divine Gang Flying Sabers tore through the void, screaming sharply.

Zhengsi initiated a probing attack, showing no urgency to kill Song Lin outright.

Song Lin flipped his right palm, revealing a snow-white sword in his grasp.

As the sword appeared, the heavens began to snow.

Each snowflake carried intense freezing energy, causing the flying sabers to slow and scatter erratically upon impact with the snowflakes.

"Purple Mansion? Impressive!"

Zhengsi’s figure flickered and melded into the void.

Boom!

The pitch-black sky became tinted with hues of purple as the Purple Lightning Divine Gang surged forth from an unknown origin.

The spectating crowd murmured amongst themselves.

"The Taichu Three Realms True Gang Purple Mansion—truly a pinnacle technique!"

Shhhhhh!

Hundreds of purple lightning bolts descended like a torrential storm, saturating every crevice.

Song Lin remained motionless, eyes closed in meditation.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, which erupted with dazzling golden light.

"Kill!"

Eight radiant beams of light, each spanning hundreds of meters, materialized above his head.