Monster Chronicles: My Daoist Skill Comes from Mythology

Heavenly Dawn is an extremely rare phenomenon where the sun seemingly rises anew, transforming the deep night into day.

Of course, the sun doesn't actually rise again; such claims are mere mortal conjectures.

However, those who cause this phenomenon are without exception supreme beings of the highest order.

"Ziyun breaking through to the Primordial Spirit stage?"

Song Lin's heart sank in shock.

Could this mean Ziyun's plan had succeeded?

Wouldn't it then mean that Zhi Xin's life was in grave danger?

At this thought, Song Lin couldn't sit still any longer.

He quickly summoned the eight members of the Evil Exorcism Altar.

"What's the current state of the Taoist School?"

Song Lin inquired.

"The Spirit Prohibition Mansion of Earth Evil clashed with the Department Director Chuu Yuying, and the family members of Earth Evil in the mortal world were injured."

"One of Heavenly Slaughter's disciples was killed."

"Was this your doing?"

"No, we merely stirred things slightly, not expecting their conflict to escalate so drastically, almost to the point of a fight. We heard the Heavenly Master's favoritism had left them quite dissatisfied."

Xiangling, with her mischievous and playful personality, chuckled.

For someone at the Purple Mansion level, assassinating a junior would be child's play.

The internal strife within the Taoist School grew increasingly intense, which only served to benefit Song Lin's plans.

But waiting any longer was not an option.

"Sword Guards, summon the Three Capitals and Five Masters, the Qimen Five Qi Taoist, twenty-seven temple masters, and half of all disciples above Qi Cultivation. All must convene!"

Song Lin issued the order for everyone to head to the World in the Pot.

An hour later, all had arrived.

Song Lin remained silent, and no one dared ask questions.

After entering the World in the Pot, Song Lin made his way to Mingxing Peak.

Along the way, he sent messages to Earth Evil and Heavenly Slaughter, arranging for their meeting on Mingxing Peak.

Song Lin was the first to arrive at Mingxing Peak.

Before long, Heavenly Slaughter and Earth Evil arrived—a tall and a thin figure, respectively.

"Greetings to the two seniors!"

"Hmm. We owe you greatly these past days."

Earth Evil smiled.

Thanks to Song Lin personally refining pills of exceptional quality and speed, and at affordable prices, Earth Evil had made significant progress in cultivation and felt deeply grateful.

At this rate, overcoming the Fire Tribulation in a hundred years might become a much easier ordeal.

Thinking of this, Earth Evil regarded Song Lin with deep gratitude and said, "In the future, if you wish to rent a blessed land, this old man will ensure you get the lowest price, no concerns about permissions required."

"Many thanks, Senior."

Heavenly Slaughter, a stern-faced middle-aged man, likely due to his position as the Black Prison Master of Yunzhou's military forces, always exuded a forbidding and rigid demeanor that deterred others from approaching him.

Upon hearing Earth Evil's promise, Heavenly Slaughter's expression remained icy, though the corner of his mouth seemed to twitch slightly, offering no response and maintaining his detached composure.

Earth Evil seemed to sense his thoughts and couldn't help but tease, "What now? As a token of gratitude, will you prepare a luxury cell for Song Lin should he ever land in prison?"

"Cough, cough! Don't spout nonsense. How could Song Lin possibly end up in prison? This is the Black Prison Mansion for heinous offenders; it's not somewhere just anyone can enter."

The three chatted idly for a while.

Song Lin suddenly spoke, saying, "The reason I invited you two seniors here today is to inquire about something."

"What is it?"

"Is the anomaly we saw yesterday caused by Senior Ziyun's breakthrough?"

"Not yet. It's only a precursor to the breakthrough; there's still a long way to go."

"I see."

Song Lin felt a sense of relief.

If Ziyun had already broken through, it would mean everything was too late; now, there was still time.

"I heard there's been some trouble between the Yunhai City Lord and you recently?"

Song Lin asked.

At the mention of this, both men's tempers flared.

"Outrageous! What kind of riffraff dares meddle in the Taoist School? I know Yunhai, but what are his clan members even worth? And now Yin King's underlings are sticking their noses in too, as though the Taoist School belongs to their family?"

With no outsiders present, Earth Evil didn't hold back his curses.

"You, Song Lin, have real guts. Back then, killing the Heavenly Master's son was such a satisfying move."

They didn't harbor much grudge against the Heavenly Master himself, but they certainly had a bone to pick with his relatives.

To be the Taoist Alliance Master yet unable to deal with these riffraff was truly a bitter pill to swallow.

"Do the two of you know when Senior Ziyun will successfully break through?"

Song Lin asked.

"No idea. You'd need to ask Mei Hua about that."

"Alright, I'll inquire with him."

"Strange, why are you so concerned about Ziyun? Didn't Zhi Xin tell you?"

Huff!

Suddenly, thick white clouds gathered overhead, forming dense layers that completely enveloped Mingxing Peak.

"I'll tell you myself."

An elderly Taoist with a long white beard descended from the cloud layers.

This man was none other than Mei Hua.

Mei Hua walked up to them and addressed Song Lin, saying, "You've already sensed it, haven't you?"

"Exactly."

"What are you talking about?"

Earth Evil was utterly confused.

"I don't know the full truth, but I do know one thing—Zhi Xin has been set up."

"What?"

The two exclaimed in shock.

Mei Hua briefly explained the situation.

As a master of divination, Mei Hua could deduce many things from subtle signs. His expertise in Mei Hua Divination was especially adept at interpreting future events.

After all, Mei Hua was a peer of Zhi Xin.

While the details might not be entirely clear, the general picture was unmistakable.

"It should be something like this…"

The two listened intently, their expressions growing increasingly grim.

Mei Hua explained that Wu Qingxuan was likely one of the Heavenly Master's people, and after her resurrection, she had no interaction with Zhi Xin.

Wu Qingxuan's breakthrough was enabled by Zhi Xin's Secret Technique.

Zhi Xin's technique came at a tremendous cost.

"I don't know how many times this technique can still be used, but this will undoubtedly be the last. At best, it will severely damage Zhi Xin's Primordial Energy, causing his cultivation to regress; at worst, it will annihilate his soul."

"Zhi Xin isn't in seclusion at Mingxing Peak; he must have used this Secret Technique. My divinations with Mei Hua Divination indicate extreme danger—almost certain death."

"Not in seclusion at Mingxing Peak… Then is he at Purple Cloud Peak?" Heavenly Slaughter pondered briefly and asked.

"No, not at Purple Cloud Peak either."

"Then it must be in Xuanyu City."

Among those present, all were thousand-year-old old monsters.

How could they not grasp the truth of the situation?

If their suspicions were correct, the Heavenly Master must have intervened.

Perhaps he had coerced Zhi Xin into helping Wu Qingxuan break through to the Primordial Spirit stage.

"Damn it, why is he so invested? Those two must be lovers, right?"

Earth Evil swore, his dark face flushed red with anger.

Was there no longer any sense of justice within the Taoist School?

How could someone as gentle and refined as Zhi Xin be so bullied?

Was it true that honest people were simply meant to be squeezed dry and crushed to death?

"Is there really no way out?"

Boom!

Earth Evil suddenly rose to his feet.

The stone table before him shattered in an instant.

The mountain quaked, and the stars' brilliance reflected his rage.

"Calm yourself. Don't act rashly—we don't even know if it's true yet." Heavenly Slaughter, comparatively more composed, turned to Song Lin and asked, "Song, is what Mei Hua said true? Don't hide anything."

"It is more or less as Master Mei Hua said."

"What audacity!"

Earth Evil's face darkened like stormy waters.

To them, Zhi Xin was like an elder brother, a benefactor in times of need.

They raged both for Zhi Xin's sake and out of fear for their own fates.

If someone as selfless and diligent as Zhi Xin could be treated so callously, what would their futures hold?

What if Holy Might turned its gaze toward them one day?

"No, I must confront the Heavenly Master and demand an explanation."

Earth Evil prepared to head to the Taoist School.

Mei Hua remained calm and said coldly, "What explanation do you expect? This is the Taoist School's second Primordial Spirit cultivator. Do you think your words will make the Heavenly Master change his mind and revoke the decree?"

"Can't the Spirit Treasure Celestial Master intervene? I'll head to the Spirit Treasure Sect and see!"

Heavenly Slaughter spoke up.

"The Spirit Treasure Celestial Master? Remember the fiasco around the starlight tribute payments? Who knows if the Celestial Master tacitly agreed to it?"

Mei Hua's response was like a bucket of cold water.

"Regardless, I must seek justice. If we delay any longer, Zhi Xin will die. Heavenly Slaughter, will you come? What about you, Mei Hua?"

"I won't engage in futile efforts."

"Song Lin?"

"Of course, I'll go. But if negotiations fall through, I hope you won't stand in my way…"

Song Lin's voice turned icy.

"What are you planning?" Earth Evil couldn't grasp Song Lin's intentions. "Don't act recklessly."

"Haha, I know what I'm doing."

They were already in the World in the Pot.

At worst, he'd escape overseas and never again endure this nonsense.

He couldn't rely on others—at most, they'd make a show of force without causing more trouble.

"Fine. Let's leave now."

...

The Heavenly Master's Dojo.

A certain Cave Heaven Blessed Land.

Ziyun sat cross-legged on the Seven Treasures Lotus Platform, suffused with a purple mist that exuded an otherworldly profundity.

The seventy-two streams of radiant light swirled behind her, making her look like a Heavenly Lady descended to earth.

Opposite her sat a withered Zhi Xin.

Ziyun's eyes were as still as ancient wells; by now, all emotions had left her heart.

To walk the solitary Great Dao, why concern oneself with the judgments of others?

"You may begin."

"Very well."

Zhi Xin smiled faintly before sitting facing Ziyun.

The compass spun relentlessly, calculating a heaven-defying fate alteration to complete Ziyun's Taoist Realm.

A mysterious gaze seemed to lock onto the two from the void surrounding the blessed land.

Time passed.

Zhi Xin grew increasingly frail.

Ziyun was about to break through her final barrier.

The anomaly in Yunzhou persisted, spreading far and wide.

The entire Taoist School now knew of Ziyun's impending breakthrough.

All celebrated this remarkable occasion!

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