Monster Chronicles: My Daoist Skill Comes from Mythology

"Without destruction, there can be no creation!"

Qingchen resolutely declared.

They had been building this for over a thousand years; there could be no room for failure.

Any hint of danger had to be eradicated.

To achieve greatness, one must possess great determination.

Of course, killing the Spirit Treasure Celestial Master was out of the question; Qingchen didn't dare to openly tear apart their relationship, which could lead to internal conflict among the Human Clan.

As for how to handle this, Qingchen had a rough idea.

The Spirit Treasure Celestial Master's celebration banquet lasted ten days and ten nights. During this time, many rewards were given to Song Lin, and numerous agreements regarding pills, artifact refining, soldier refining, and material trading were established between the various Taoist Schools and the Donghua Alliance that Song Lin belonged to.

These agreements brought at least two billion dharma coins in annual income.

This is the power of reputation.

The higher one's reputation, the more people will come seeking opportunities.

Song Lin returned to the headquarters of the Donghua Alliance.

In the Real World's Taiyi Jinhua Palace.

The team led by Shi Yinhua and comprised of left and right Immortal Officials was bustling about.

The left and right Immortal Officials were Xiangling and Qingyu, respectively.

The former was responsible for overseeing things under Song Lin's orders, while the latter was attached to Shi Yinhua, coordinating interactions among various factions.

In addition, there were also messengers, Historical Record officials, immortal servants, immortal children, and various assistants, numbering over a hundred.

Some of them were familiar to Song Lin by name, while others were not.

Song Lin summoned Xiangling and asked, "How are the people of the overseas Hidden Pulse coming along in their training?"

"The number has surpassed two thousand, and the other seven instructors have been imparting cultivation techniques and rules to them."

"Good, stop recruiting for now. This number should suffice. Also, regarding your bodies, I already have a corresponding solution."

Back when the situation was dire, Song Lin had offended Tianhe, and Zhengxin was also seeking revenge.

Before deciding to kill Ziyun, Zhengxin had prepared two paths for the Donghua Jungle.

One was to cultivate the Hidden Pulse so that, if they could no longer establish themselves here, they could flee overseas to seek development.

The second was to seek out the Yin Spring Palace for external support.

Fortunately, the assistance from the Yin Spring Palace was strong. Combined with the favor of the Spirit Treasure Celestial Master and the exposure of Tianhe's true identity, stability was restored, making overseas refuge unnecessary.

Back then, to cultivate Xiangling and others, Zhengxin had used a potential-stimulating method to accelerate their breakthroughs. However, the cost was that the eight original members only had a lifespan of sixty years.

In sixty years, if Xiangling didn't break through to tribulation crossing or if the other seven didn't advance to the Purple Mansion realm, they would face death by aging.

"Thank you, Palace Master!"

Xiangling's eyes lit up with joy.

"Hmm, you may leave now."

Song Lin's solution was alchemy, using high-grade Great Rejuvenation Pills. Pills of the seventh transformation and above could extend their lives.

After sending Xiangling off, Song Lin summoned Luu Yunsheng.

This burly young man, who had cultivated the Nine-Transformation Indestructible Body, was the head of the Alchemy Department.

Last year, he also achieved Core Formation and had cultivated the Nine-Transformation Indestructible Body to the third layer.

Song Lin retrieved a jade scroll and handed it to Luu Yunsheng, saying, "This contains the first five layers of the Nine-Transformation Mysterious Skill, which fuses with the 72 Transformations. Take it back and study it."

In the Taoist School, the only ones capable of cultivating the Nine-Transformation Mysterious Skill were the alchemists.

After all, only they could handle the massive consumption it required.

Cultivating the Nine-Transformation Mysterious Skill required mastery over Pill Fire and large quantities of pills to compensate for Taoist Realm expenditures.

Otherwise, the daunting demand for tens of millions of years of Taoist Realm in later stages was simply terrifying.

"How far have you cultivated the Rejuvenation Pill Technique?"

Song Lin inquired.

"Reporting to Palace Master, this disciple has cultivated up to the third transformation."

"Not bad. From now on, switch to cultivating the Nine-Transformation Mysterious Skill. You can set aside other spells for now, as cultivating the Nine-Transformation Mysterious Skill can also allow simultaneous mastery of alchemy."

Of course, Song Lin didn't call Luu Yunsheng over just to hand him a cultivation technique; he needed to push him harder.

Recently, numerous new business contracts had been signed, with pills being one of the Donghua Alliance's signature products, bringing in numerous orders.

Song Lin had accepted a reasonable number of orders, which he couldn't complete alone.

Luu Yunsheng forced a bitter smile, realizing he was being used purely as a tool.

After assigning the matters, Song Lin summoned the various high-level members and spoke about his success in aiding the Spirit Treasure Celestial Master to secure the competition, as well as the upcoming rewards and arrangements for the future.

In the World in the Pot.

The Emperor's four dragons roamed freely. In the square in front of the Longevity Palace.

The group was either standing, flying, or seated, listening to Song Lin speak eloquently.

Although it had been mentioned briefly before, none had imagined it would be so casually addressed.

"Now, regarding cultivation, the Heavenly Sword Two Forest has moved to the Eight Sceneries World, leaving only Tianling, Yin Fu, and Donghua forest in the external world. I plan to merge the territories of the other two forests into our own. Shi Yinhua, you will handle the arrangements."

"When will we seek revenge?"

Zhengxin suddenly asked.

He had an irreconcilable grudge with Tianhe.

Upon hearing this, Zhonghuang Zi, Yuanbo, as well as the high-ranking members of the Yin Fu lineage and Donghua Jungle all directed their gazes towards him.

Tianhe had too many blood debts to atone for.

"Not far from now. We'll settle this in five years, and at that time, I may need everyone's strength."

Killing intent flickered in Song Lin's eyes.

Tianhe could not be allowed to remain!

Only by swallowing the Holy Might Forest could they stand among the leadership of the Taoist Alliance, wielding influence over the greater situation.

The Donghua Alliance should not be confined to half a province.

At the very least, they must dominate all of Yunzhou. In worldly terms, this was the foundation of hegemony.

The land would be pacified, and they would surely shine with brilliance.

"Very well. When the time comes, we will not shirk our duties."

...

After everyone departed, Song Lin began cultivating, focusing on both alchemy and advancing the twenty-four cloud seal system.

Once the twenty-four cloud seal system reached perfection, he would be able to unlock the thirty-six cloud seal system.

At that point, he could once again cross the Heavenly Tribulation and achieve Thunder Tribulation Perfection.

This was Song Lin's goal for the next five years.

Even if he couldn't defeat Tianhe, it didn't matter.

The Spirit Treasure Celestial Master would undoubtedly protect him.

There was no rush in settling this debt.

...

In the Capital, the Eighth Prince, the Yan King, moved to the Eastern Palace, now prepared to ascend as the Crown Prince.

"The Emperor..."

The Eighth Prince murmured to himself, unable to conceal his excitement.

This was the Emperor's throne, after all.

How could he not be thrilled?

Although the Emperor was said to be a puppet, he still wielded absolute authority among mortals.

No need to worry about rebellion, no concern about losing his position.

Nor any fear that indulgence would lead to the decline of governance.

And after death, he could still become an Underground Master, enjoying a thousand years of longevity.

Nan Jing entered, her heart filled with joy as a mother seeing her son achieve greatness.

"My son, you are about to ascend the throne. Have you thought of a reign title yet?" Nan Jing asked with a smile.

As the Emperor's mother, Nan Jing would at least rank among the Five Elders and Eight Masters after his ascension.

Not only would this bring prestige, but it would also grant her a Grotto Heaven and access to a Heavenly Master-level path.

All of which would significantly aid her cultivation.

It might even provide the opportunity to cross the Heavenly Tribulation.

"Mother, you decide. Your son truly has no idea."

"Let's call it Tianxuan."

Heaven and Earth Xuanmen!

To commemorate the Heaven and Earth Xuanmen Alliance.

"As mother advises, once I ascend the throne, I will change the reign title."

"And after your ascension, reward the meritorious ministers generously. As for Wu Yi… never mind, grant him the usual rewards."

Nan Jing had come to terms with it now.

She knew she couldn't win against Song Lin. As the saying goes, it's better to resolve enmity than deepen it.

"Your son understands."

"You should rest well."

Nan Jing turned to leave but suddenly heard a muffled groan behind her.

"My son, you… no!"

Nan Jing roared in fury.

She saw a thin crimson line appear on the Eighth Prince's neck before his head fell to the ground.

News reached the Heaven and Earth Xuan Sect.

"Audacious!!"

At that moment, countless miles away, the Spirit Treasure Celestial Master abruptly opened his eyes, his pupils pure gold.

Boom!

Golden mana shot straight into the heavens!

The night sky was dyed entirely in golden hues!

A colossal golden gate spanning ten thousand zhang manifested in the sky.

The golden gate suppressed all directions, and twenty-eight ancient characters materialized in the void: Thunder, Heaven, Death, Wind, Fire, Tribulation, Mother, Sun and Moon, Dragon, Human, Shan Hai, River, Armor...

Each character corresponded to primordial divine techniques.

The Three Corpses Primordial Spirit took up positions based on the Three Talents formation, encircling the Heaven and Earth Xuan Sect.

Countless living beings witnessed this terrifying spectacle, and earthquakes rippled across the land.

The three figures spoke in unison.

"Who? Who has sabotaged my grand plan?"

The Spirit Treasure Celestial Master's fury surged to the heavens.

If he couldn't realize this was intentional, then he might as well kill himself!

"Qingchen, come out and face me!"

Someone had clearly interfered, and the greatest suspects were Qingchen and Jian Wuliang.

Starlight shimmered as a white-robed swordsman stepped upon sword light to arrive.

"Taoist, why such anger?"

"The Eighth Prince is dead. Was it you? Can you truly not tolerate me?"

The Three Corpses Primordial Spirit interrogated.

Immeasurable spells were ready to be unleashed.

Qingchen frowned and said, "You misunderstand, Taoist. I would never stoop to such despicable acts. Perhaps a demon is sowing discord intentionally."

The Three Corpses Primordial Spirit scrutinized Qingchen for a long time and said, "Fine. Then how do you propose we resolve this?"

"That's simple—select a new Emperor."

"Oh? Then who will claim the Emperor's throne and the Dragon Head position?"

"There has never been precedent for this, but by default, if the Emperor dies unexpectedly, the succession must be redetermined, and the position of Dragon Head Heavenly Master must naturally change as well, given your failure to protect him."

"Following protocol, the Eldest Prince, who ranks second, should naturally take the throne."

In the past, people exercised restraint and avoided flipping the table easily, as it wasn't worth it, and patience rarely required waiting beyond "a year."

Additionally, the Emperor typically had protective measures that made it difficult for anyone beneath the Heavenly Master level to harm him.

But no one had anticipated that someone at a Heavenly Master level would personally strike.

The Spirit Treasure Celestial Master first suspected Qingchen or Jian Wuliang, whom he had previously mocked.

In any case, the two were clearly allied.

"Oh? Then the Dragon Head Heavenly Master Seal, to whom does it belong?"

"Naturally, it will belong to our faction supporting the Crown Prince."

The wind whipped their robes, and starlight converged upon Qingchen Taoist, giving him an awe-inspiring presence.

In the past, the forces within the Taoist Alliance were evenly matched, so they had established a system of games to balance power.

Since the tenure for the Dragon Head position wasn't long, each faction would eventually have an opportunity.

But now, with power disparities emerging, the Xuanzong Sect and Nine Heavens Sword Tower combined were stronger than the other five forces.

Qingchen had the qualification to rewrite the rules.

The Three Corpses Primordial Spirit burst into wild laughter, the sound echoing in all directions.

"Hahaha, now I see it clearly! You people can't even play the game anymore. If so, let's disband! Everyone for themselves!"

"Then let's settle this with a battle!"

Crash!

The sky darkened.

An oppressive aura surged across the land, as nine beams of differently colored light slammed into the Three Corpses Primordial Spirit!

Biluo Red Dust, Nine Pure Immortal Light.

The two Heavenly Masters clashed.

Thus, the peaceful balance of the past millennia was shattered.