Monster Chronicles: My Daoist Skill Comes from Mythology

Song Lin was not in a hurry.

Now, karma had reached 99% fulfillment. Once it was complete, he could exchange it for the Heaven and Earth Xuan Sect key. With the Harmonization Puppet inside the treasure vault, he could initiate the operation to reclaim the Central Plains. Conservatively, it should be possible to restore the peak territories of the Wu Country.

Afterward, Mao Zhong stayed behind to refine Dharma Guardian Puppets.

Harmonization-level puppets were far more difficult to refine than Primordial Spirit ones.

Song Lin did not push for progress but instead gathered the remaining members of the Human Clan together. No longer were they scattered like loose sand as before; now they were concentrated in the southeastern corner of the continent, the original territory of the Wu Country.

The Human Clan's population had dwindled to less than twenty million, and the most urgent priority was to restore their Primordial Energy.

Another three years passed.

In the Real World, this equated to just over a month.

"Boom!"

On this day, golden light radiated across the earth, forming a colossal Eight Diagram in the sky.

It was none other than Mao Zhong breaking through.

With his breakthrough, the Harmonization Guardians were successfully refined.

Four Drought Evils, six Ghost Emperors.

"Taoist friend, I'm leaving the Heaven and Earth Xuan Sect here for you. Take the Tiger Talisman, and we'll meet again someday!"

Mao Zhong bid farewell to Song Lin.

"Farewell. We'll meet again soon enough."

Roughly 200,000 years, perhaps.

Mao Zhong leaped into the Heaven and Earth Xuan Sect. A flash of golden light, and his aura was no more.

After Mao Zhong left, Song Lin summoned Lin Zhen and instructed him:

"I, too, must leave. Peace reigns within the seas now, so use this time wisely to restore the Human Clan's Primordial Energy. Do not recklessly start wars."

"Disciple will remember this well."

"Also, take two Drought Evils and three Ghost Emperors. Seal the remaining entities within the Heaven and Earth Xuan Sect—I will retrieve them later."

While Lin Zhen didn't know the reason, he still agreed.

Song Lin, face solemn, patted Lin Zhen on the shoulder and said, "The days ahead will be hard. Don't give up."

With these words, Song Lin transformed into golden light and disappeared.

Lin Zhen, now akin to a new cultural ancestor for humanity, continued building up the Human Clan.

With the five Harmonization Puppets, they no longer feared any demons.

A millennium later came the Upper Pure Demon Tribulation.

Lin Zhen, as the strongest Harmonization cultivator of his time, led humanity in resisting the demons.

This was humanity's most glorious era. Lin Zhen preemptively smothered the Demon Tribulation in its cradle, granting humanity ten thousand years of peace.

Three millennia more passed. Lin Zhen reversed the mechanisms of the Heaven and Earth Xuan Sect, successfully reaching the Heavenly Court without using a key, earning him a place in the Immortal ranks, transcending the Small Thousand World.

As they say, prosperity inevitably fades. The Pure Yang Sect gradually lost its dominant position in the ensuing Demon Tribulations, and the Mortal World's structure began aligning with that of later generations.

Amid the chaos, the Pure Yang Sect even lost its original name, becoming the Heaven and Earth Xuan Sect instead.

The river of history flowed ever forward.

Flowers bloomed, flowers fell; the sun rose, the sun set. Each myth was but a fleeting wave.

There was nothing that could not pass away, and nothing that could not be forgotten.

Song Lin's name was no longer known. Lin Zhen's name remained only in fragments of legend.

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Real World.

Song Lin's consciousness returned.

"Finally, it's done."

Song Lin sighed as he always did.

Each world was a strange and wondrous journey. Returning always felt surreal, as if he had been gone for ages—after all, what he experienced was the real passage of time.

As for his next goal, Song Lin was already clear—it was the Heaven and Earth Xuan Sect key.

"Redeem the Tiger Talisman key!"

A flash of golden light, and a golden Tiger Talisman appeared in Song Lin's palm.

He then summoned the Heaven and Earth Xuan Sect.

"Does it really exist? Something from 200,000 years ago."

Song Lin was curious.

After all, he'd only put it in moments ago, but now, returning to the Real World, 200,000 years had passed.

Swish!

Song Lin flickered into the pocket dimension inside the Heaven and Earth Xuan Sect.

Since taking charge of the Heaven and Earth Xuan Sect's world, he'd relocated all the inhabitants. After all, the Xuan Sect was a suppressive weapon; if any turmoil occurred, the people inside would all die.

Song Lin opened his palm, letting the golden Tiger Talisman rise slowly into the air.

Above, a colossal golden Eight Diagram phantom appeared.

At the center of the diagram was a pitch-black hole, from which vast, chilling Demonic Qi leaked out.

"It's here!"

Song Lin said excitedly. Sure enough, it existed.

He did a rough count—twelve Primordial Spirit Guardians and five Harmonization Guardians.

In addition, there were numerous Bright Weapons.

This time, they could essentially resolve the Human Clan's crisis, no longer fearing a full-scale invasion from the demons.

With their current reserves, they could defend their territory with ease.

The six Harmonization Guardians might only rival one-third of Yujue Demon Country's strength, but who would dare provoke them? At the very least, they could use this power to restore their peak territories, easily protecting the Human Clan with force.

"It's not enough. The next Upper Pure Demon Tribulation is only four hundred years away. The world must be unified before the tribulation strikes again."

After the last world, Song Lin no longer focused on Small Thousand World internal conflicts. They needed swift and decisive victories to unify the entire world.

Demon Tribulations and the conflicts beyond worlds were now the main focus.

A Demon Tribulation was the eruption of a world's impurities.

The older a person grows, the more hidden ailments accumulate; the same logic applies to worlds. This was the 36th Demon Tribulation—just by looking at the state of sentient beings, it seemed this could very well be the end.

The Small Thousand World was vast, and the wider universe held countless marvels—stars that might even nurture life. Perhaps, over tens of thousands of years, powerful beings had also arisen there.

The world was rife with chaos and danger.

With this in mind, Song Lin closed the treasure vault. Now that its existence was confirmed, he could finally rest assured.

He thought of this as he returned to Xuanyu City.

Shi Yinhua arrived for a visit.

"Heavenly Master, the demons have retreated, and the entire Witch Country has mobilized."

"Why?"

"To stall us."

Shi Yinhua explained the events, including the demons gathering at the East Sea Extreme Cold Abyss for the secret realm. The demon retreat was likely to protect the secret realm, while the Witch Country sought to delay them.

Besides the Zhonghuang Zi who remained at the western border, the Spirit Treasure Celestial Master had also returned to the council chamber.

"By the way, has the whereabouts of the Dragon Head Master Seal been found?" Song Lin asked.

"Reports suggest it's in the hands of Chi Wujie from the Witch Country," the Spirit Treasure Celestial Master replied.

"Very well. One day, I'll refine a batch of Nine-Transformation Golden Pills. If you acquire the Dragon Head Master Seal, I'll let you use it first. Paired with the pills, it should make breaking through much easier."

"Me?"

The Spirit Treasure Celestial Master could hardly believe it—did he truly trust him so much?

Initially, he hadn't hoped for anything, assuming Song Lin would suppress him for life until Song Lin himself broke through to Harmonization. Only then would opportunities come his way.

Yet, Song Lin was unexpectedly generous.

"Of course, you."

While they were chatting, other high-ranking members arrived.

"Zhengxin, Yuanbo, and Disha, you three, join Chiyou to reinforce Zhonghuang Zi. Be sure to capture the Witch Country and retrieve the Dragon Head Master Seal."

Upon hearing this, opposition arose.

"We cannot. The Witch Country is inconsequential—the real threat is the demons. We ought to focus our main forces there. Using our key assets against the Witch Country would be falling into their trap."

"I feel the same. First, we should head to the secret realm with Chiyou and ensure the demons don't achieve their goals."

Chiyou, as the Heaven and Earth Xuan Sect's sole Harmonization-level entity, should be deployed prudently.

Everyone could see this point.

Song Lin tapped the table lightly, signaling for calm. He smiled and said, "No need to panic—Harmonization weapons are not limited to just Chiyou."

"There's another one?" The Spirit Treasure Celestial Master was astonished.

Where had it come from?

"Five!"

Song Lin held up five fingers. The crowd turned pale.

"Yesterday, I deciphered the treasure vault left behind by the Ancient Small Mao True Monarch and obtained all sorts of invaluable items!"

The news was too shocking to believe. Half-skeptical, the group only fully trusted his words when Song Lin revealed a portion of the treasure vault's contents.

Was this destiny?

The Heaven and Earth Xuan Sect had been around for countless years, and no one had ever discovered its internal treasure vault. Then along came Song Lin, who, in merely a year, unearthed cultivation techniques, guardian Taoist soldiers, and more. If this wasn't fate, what could it be?

"Taoist friends, the time for counteroffensive has arrived!"

Hearing about the five Harmonization weapons filled everyone with hope.

The Human Clan, downtrodden for ages, could finally see a path to revival. It was as if they were witnessing history in the making.

"Apart from those I just dispatched, all high-level cultivators at the Purple Mansion level and above should head to the Extreme Cold Abyss. The demons are converging there? I want to see what exactly they've dug up."

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(Requesting monthly votes; there's another Alliance Hierarch bonus update tonight. Don't think the numbers are exaggerated. I've seen Daoist texts where the Marshal of the Heavenly Canopy commands zillions of Heavenly Soldiers and Wields dharma bodies measuring 80 million feet tall. Now that's exhilarating!)