Monster Chronicles: My Daoist Skill Comes from Mythology

"Fellow Daoist, you've grown stronger again."

Mao Zhong remarked with surprise.

Originally, Song Lin's cultivation level was slightly weaker than his, but now they were on par. Could a few months of seclusion yield such achievements?

This made Mao Zhong even more certain that Song Lin might be an Innate Divine Being, or at least related to one.

"I've gained some insights,"

"Our strength has accumulated enough; it's time to head out."

Song Lin said.

The world's limit might at most surpass his level by one or two realms.

This world is a Small Thousand World, so cultivation likely wouldn't exceed Harmonization.

"Agreed. Our target: all the Mountain Gods, City Gods, and Underworld Divinities within the Chen Dynasty."

Mao Zhong, too, was ready after his recuperation.

The priority now was to find the key, use it to unlock the Heaven and Earth Xuan Gate, and summon the Heavenly Court's troops.

...

Chen Dynasty, West Lake.

West Lake had always been a place frequented by travelers and wanderers. During the day, poets and lovers would roam, while at night there were songs and ornate pleasure boats.

Recently, a rumor had spread near West Lake. It was said that on nights of a full moon, if you poured wine into the water and shouted three times to invite the Daffodil Immortal to admire the moon,

a Daffodil Hall would emerge from beneath the water.

The Daffodil Hall was said to be resplendent, magnificent, and awe-inspiring.

At that moment, you could follow the Daffodil Immortal into the hall.

At first, it was regarded as a fanciful rumor, but it spread like wildfire. Everyone, from royals and nobles to commoners, and even monks and Taoists from temples, were discussing it.

That night, the shores of West Lake were packed with people, and the lake surface was covered with clusters of boats.

The Jinling Prefect even sent people to invite monks from the temple to perform rituals and cast blessings.

The bright full moon hung high, its clear reflection shimmering on the water's surface.

Splash!

With wine poured into the water, the crowd's loud voices rang out.

"We humbly invite the Daffodil Immortal to admire the moon."

Pop!

Ripples spread continuously across the water's surface. At that moment, golden light shimmered from the lakebed, as if something was rising up.

Splash!

A golden hall surfaced on the water.

Creak!

A gentle breeze blew, and the grand doors swung open.

Out walked twenty-eight children dressed in white robes.

The white-robed children stood in two rows. They had legs resembling those of White Cranes, tall and slender, with bird-like beaks on their faces.

The crowd fell silent, holding their breath in awe of this mystical scene.

There was truly an immortal among them!

Tap, tap, tap...

Clear footsteps echoed. From the hall, an elderly man with white hair and beard, exuding an air of immortality and detachment, walked out, radiating an extraordinary presence.

"Distinguished guests, please enter the small hall; everyone is welcome."

Multiple cobblestone paths unrolled from the main hall, and the crowd rushed to enter the Treasure Hall.

In the shadows, some people's faces transformed, revealing green skin and sharp fangs. It turned out that not everyone in the excited crowd was human.

Splash!

At that moment, the White Crane children bared their green faces and fangs, biting off half of someone's head in one gulp.

Simultaneously, parts of the crowd revealed themselves as ferocious, dark-faced evil ghosts.

A massacre began.

"Help!"

"Ghosts!"

The crowd began to regret their decisions, lamenting that they had believed in such tales.

Boom!

Suddenly, daylight broke.

The scorching sunlight bathed the land, turning night into instant noon.

The blazing, yang energy incinerated the ghosts into ash.

The white-haired Taoist, seeing this, turned pale and revealed his true form—it was a giant white python.

The white-haired Taoist didn't get far before Mao Zhong's Eight Diagrams Money Sword pierced through him.

Dozens of Taoists descended, slaying demons and exterminating ghosts.

Moments later, the demons were eradicated, and the people were left alive, having narrowly escaped death. The Jinling Prefect stepped forward to offer his thanks.

"No need; just be more cautious in the future."

Song Lin waved his hand dismissively.

The Taoists then departed for their next destination.

"The hundredth strange affair, and the tricks just keep coming."

This world gave Song Lin the feeling of ghosts lurking everywhere, unlike the straightforward demons of the Real World.

Most of them blended into the crowd, employing all sorts of schemes to prey on people, causing significant trouble for them.

"Brother Mao, I've noticed that the Taoist factions in this realm seem neither wholly human nor demon. What could be the cause of this?"

"A Demon Tribulation. The demonic energy from the outbreak has contaminated them. Plus, the Heavenly Dao itself is changing. If people don't adapt to these changes, even once-righteous sects can turn into heretical ones."

"So that's how it is. The world's progression—does it truly tend only toward greater chaos?"

Song Lin pondered.

A cultivator must not only manage themselves but also ensure their cultivation techniques align with the era's shifts.

It seemed the Real World's chaos wasn't an isolated incident; it was rooted in problems with the Great Thousand World's foundation.

Thinking of this, Song Lin yearned to create a cultivation technique that would never change.

However, this might require the accumulation of countless worlds.

In the years that followed, the two traveled with Taoists, quelling uprisings across the land.

For the most part, these involved small demons and monsters. Recently, they'd located the Demon King's domain and planned to attack the underworld on the fifteenth of July, the day Ghost Gate widely opened.

Until then, they would first retreat to Jiufeng Mountain to cultivate further.

"By the way, Taoist friend, may I borrow the Mao Mountain Technique of your lineage?"

The two had co-founded the Pure Yang Sect, each teaching their own preferred magic lineage, but Song Lin had yet to study Mao Mountain's techniques.

In hindsight, the Three Mao Heavenly Court's techniques could very well serve as the foundation for the Heaven and Earth Xuanmen Alliance's future doctrines.

Not only that, they were even more comprehensive than the Heaven and Earth Xuanmen techniques.

The versions might have differed by now, but this was the original template, certainly better than the later incomplete variations.

"Of course, you may."

Mao Zhong agreed without hesitation.

For a Heavenly Court, cultivation techniques were the least valuable resource.

"Thank you, Taoist friend."

Song Lin gladly accepted—it seemed this world's assistance would prove invaluable.

The techniques of the Heaven and Earth Xuan Sect and the Three Mao Heavenly Court would have immense utility in reality, where even Elder Tianji still believed the Heaven and Earth Xuanmen's turning point was Heaven's Mandate.

...

In the Real World, half a month later.

The ravaged world began to rebuild, with majestic cities rising rapidly under the labor of millions of Taoist Soldiers.

This battle allowed Shi Yinhua, Wang Ziyue, and Guu Yuchan to smoothly enter tribulation crossing.

Zhengxin went into seclusion and successfully overcame his Fire Tribulation, becoming a Thunder Tribulation Cultivator.

In Xuanyu City, the Taoist Alliance issued proclamations from the Heavenly Master's Dojo, summoning leaders from all factions, regardless of their location, to assemble promptly.

"Heavenly Master."

Taihua, Elder Tianji, and Shoucheng rose to bow courteously.

"Today, I convened you all to discuss several matters,"

Song Lin said. "First, the Yuanfu Sect shall be renamed Yin Spring Sect, and the role of Heavenly Master will be assigned to Zhonghuang Zi."

"Me?" Zhonghuang Zi was incredulous.

"Indeed."

Zhonghuang Zi bowed deeply, his voice trembling with emotion as he said, "Thank you, Heavenly Master."

The long-cherished hope of the Yin Spring Palace's predecessors had at last been fulfilled. How could his heart not swell with emotion?

Even in death, if he descended to the underworld to face his ancestors, he would do so without shame.

"Second, all those who died in this battle shall be compensated in full. If their True Spirit persists after death, they may be conferred the titles of Yin God and Earth Deity."

"The Twelve Prefecture System is hereby abolished. From now on, humans shall govern humans, while Yin Gods shall govern Yin Gods. They will not overlap."

This was a doctrine from the Donghua Taoist Sect, now applied to the Heaven and Earth Xuanmen.

Riding on the wave of their overwhelming victory, Song Lin could enact sweeping reforms without resistance.

"Understood!"

"Now, that's all for now. The rest of you may depart—Heavenly Master, please stay."

Song Lin refrained from issuing too many revolutionary decrees at once; his primary focus was on nurturing Primordial Energy for the time being.

"All of you should know the Donghua Rules. From now on, you must abide by them. You are given three years to adapt; after that, the Evil Exorcism Altar will oversee and enforce compliance."

"However, certain cultivation techniques..."

Spirit Treasure Celestial Master hesitated.

Some practitioners' Taoist Realm had already taken deep root; stopping or switching practices was essentially impossible.

"Then take a look at this."

Song Lin tossed out several jade scrolls. After the scrolls were passed around, Spirit Treasure Celestial Master's expression shifted to one of astonishment. He exclaimed, "Such comprehensive techniques—Heavenly Master, how did you procure these?"

"They are derived from my reflections on the Heaven and Earth Xuan Gate. Study them thoroughly and present them to me for widespread implementation."

At this remark, Spirit Treasure Celestial Master was utterly convinced. He admitted to himself, "I am indeed unworthy."

"Furthermore, Zhonghuang Zi, you are to lead a team in the search for the Dragon Head Master Seal. I give you a deadline—three years to restore the Heaven and Earth Xuanmen Alliance's full territory, and five years to unify the south."

"During this period, do not escalate local conflicts. Focus on holding the line."

"So soon?" The crowd was astonished.

"No, it's still too slow. There's a long road ahead before the whole country is unified."

Song Lin shook his head.

Once the Dragon Head Master Seal was found, he would reach Harmonization.

The day he achieved Harmonization would be the moment to launch the offensive.