Monster Chronicles: My Daoist Skill Comes from Mythology

Within the Heavenly Master's Dojo, the Holy Might Heavenly Master suddenly stood up, disbelief written all over his face.

"This is madness, absolute madness!"

He never expected Zhi Xin to have such a move up his sleeve.

This move was called the "fish perish, net is torn"!

Zhi Xin was ostensibly his deputy, the Heavenly Mechanism Minister, and one of the top five figures in the Taoist School.

The prior inaction was largely due to Ziyun's plan.

Who could have predicted that this neglect would lead to such a disaster?

The Holy Might Heavenly Master immediately flew toward the Donghua Jungle.

Mingxing Peak.

Ziyun's face twisted, her formerly impassive expression finally breaking.

"Hurry up and retract the order!"

Ziyun understood the implications of this action all too well.

Zhi Xin had completely torn off the facade and, under his own name and the Heavenly Master's name, declared war on the demons.

He had also exposed the dealings between the Taoist School and the demons.

As the one leading the demon extermination, Zhi Xin would undoubtedly gain the upper hand in public opinion, while the Heavenly Master would be left to endure scorn and criticism.

If the Heavenly Master had known, why had he not killed the demons himself and instead punished those who did?

If he followed Zhi Xin's lead and killed demons, would that not merely bolster Zhi Xin's reputation?

"Why issue the command to stop?"

Zhi Xin countered.

"Acting on impulse—do you realize how many enemies you've made?"

"Haha, freedom is exhilarating—what care does one have for the floods that may come after?"

Zhi Xin seemed almost insane.

His voice reverberated throughout the entire Taoist School.

"Well done!!"

"As expected of the Heavenly Mechanism Minister! I've long found them unbearable."

"Kill the demons!"

Since it was the Heavenly Mechanism Minister himself who had spoken, a portion of the members began to follow orders and slaughtered the troops brought by the Elephant Clan's Saint Son.

How the aftermath would be handled was a problem for the Heavenly Mechanism Minister and the Heavenly Master; their only concern was the thrill of the fight.

Yet some felt uneasy, choosing instead to wait and observe.

One thing was certain: a significant group found the act deeply satisfying.

Of course, confusion abounded as well.

Why could the Elephant Clan's Saint Son strut around freely within the Taoist School, killing indiscriminately?

In the Donghua Jungle, Song Lin paused when he heard Zhi Xin's declaration.

He then looked at the Elephant Clan's Saint Son in his grasp, smirking coldly:

"Did you hear that?"

"Let me go—my father is the Demon Lord of the Elephant Clan!"

Even staring death in the face, the Saint Son remained defiant.

"Alright, since you're so fond of games, let's play one together."

Song Lin smiled.

"You—!"

The Saint Son saw the calm in Song Lin's gaze and immediately swallowed the arrogant words he had prepared to say.

"Here's the deal: I'll ask you a question. If you guess correctly, I'll let you go!"

Song Lin's smile was inscrutable.

With his right hand, he tightly gripped the Saint Son's neck, preventing Yunhai from daring to act rashly.

"Calm down. Don't make a move!"

Yunhai now realized something was amiss.

This lunatic—he couldn't possibly be serious, could he?

Before Yunhai could speak, Song Lin continued, "Guess how you'll die. Get it right, and you live. Otherwise…"

The surrounding crowd was speechless.

Isn't this certain death no matter what?

Crack! Before the words were even finished, a horrifying scene unfolded.

Song Lin swiftly snapped the Saint Son's neck.

The Eight Sceneries Divine Sword cleaved the fleeing Divine Soul in half.

The Saint Son's soul was utterly annihilated!

The crowd was aghast!

Song Lin had truly slain a demon!

"How dare you!"

Yunhai's eyes flared with rage as he manifested a towering dharma image.

A colossal palm descended upon Song Lin.

The entire area, spanning a thousand miles, was locked down as though immobilized.

A master of the Heavenly Tribulation realm left no openings in his moves; every strike was a lethal one.

Given the absolutism of Song Lin's act, Yunhai showed no mercy, choosing to kill without hesitation!

"Who dares!"

Zhi Xin finally arrived, and the two dharma images clashed in the sky.

Boom!

The heavens erupted in brilliant bursts of light like fireworks.

Heavenly and Underworld Slaughter, along with Mei Hua, exchanged glances and revealed their dharma images in unison.

"Taoist Yunhai, show mercy!"

"Stop!"

Meanwhile, Yin King, Chuu Yuying, and others intervened to separate them.

The rest chose to spectate.

This time, internal strife erupted within the Taoist School itself.

Most of those who stepped in to intervene sympathized with the Human Clan and were dissatisfied with the Taoist Alliance's appeasement policy. Since Zhi Xin had retaliated so openly, they were more than happy to seize the opportunity to align with him.

"Stand down!"

Golden light illuminated the world as the Holy Might Heavenly Master descended slowly.

The combatants immediately ceased their fighting.

Some stood behind Zhi Xin, while others aligned themselves with Yunhai.

The Holy Might Heavenly Master gazed across all directions, taking in every scene within the Taoist School.

Indeed, a single stone had stirred up a thousand ripples.

A transaction that initially involved only the upper echelons of the Taoist School—although humiliating, it had been an immutable norm for thousands of years.

No one had expected Zhi Xin to use his position as Heavenly Mechanism Minister, and even his own name, to rally dissent amongst the discontented and uninformed.

Now, the entire delegation of demon envoys had perished, and as the Heavenly Master, he now bore his share of the blame.

But there was another option: to offer up Zhi Xin, Song Lin, and the heads of some individuals as a peace offering, along with tenfold reparations.

If he pursued this path, however, it would undermine his legitimacy within the Taoist School.

How could punishing those who exterminate demons bring anything but ridicule?

Moreover, Zhi Xin was the very person he had appointed as the Heavenly Mechanism Minister.

To take the second option would only lead others to believe he was sacrificing his subordinates to save himself.

The Heavenly Master approached Zhi Xin and spoke in a low voice:

"You've really put me in a dilemma. Do you not care about your future anymore?"

He had to admit, Zhi Xin had succeeded.

Succeeded in forcing his hand.

Now, only two paths lay before him: either placate the demons and lose the loyalty of many, plunging the Taoist School into disrepute, or support Zhi Xin's decision and deal with the fallout later.

Everyone turned to the Heavenly Master, waiting for his decree.

The Holy Might Heavenly Master closed his eyes and slowly announced:

"Zhi Xin's demon-slaying merits should be rewarded. Yunhai, stand down."