Monster Chronicles: My Daoist Skill Comes from Mythology-Chapter 291 - 262: Cutting Down Mountains and Breaking Temples, Establishing a Mountain Monastery_2

Chapter 291: Chapter 262: Cutting Down Mountains and Breaking Temples, Establishing a Mountain Monastery_2

Song Lin jested.

"Your Majesty, my scalp feels somewhat itchy..."

Sun Jixue responded with a bitter smile.

"Guards, drag them out and execute them! What literary grandmaster? Utter nonsense!"

"Mercy!"

The group of corrupt scholars wailed and pleaded, especially Sun Jixue, filled with regret and hatred. If he had known earlier, he wouldn’t have come out. A shameful life was still better than an honorable death.

"Sun Jixue!! Look at the mess you’ve made!"

Under the shadow of death, the colleagues who talked about Taoist orthodoxy turned on each other, shirking responsibility and desperately calling for help.

Yet, none of it could stop the inevitable: heads rolling to the ground.

Sun Jixue only felt a sharp pain in his neck before his consciousness began to fade.

What a pity... The so-called Taoist orthodoxy was nothing more than an excuse. In truth, Sun Jixue was simply dissatisfied with being ignored by Song Lin.

...

Song Lin stood before the barbarian leader, Prince Yu.

"A hero of the Han people dying by your hand... isn’t without grievance!"

The burly man spoke in a peculiar tone.

"However, do you think killing us will bring an end to this? ... Our barbarian tribe... uh..."

Before Prince Yu could finish his threat, a soldier grabbed him by his braid and dragged him off like a wild dog.

"What nonsense..."

Song Lin rolled his eyes.

What followed was the familiar scenario of revenge.

Keeping these princes and nobles alive might yield greater benefits, but Song Lin had no interest in such dealings.

Revenge and justice were far more important.

The city of Yangzhou had suffered the most at their hands.

Involving the common people in vengeance would allow them to feel catharsis.

Song Lin decided to let the people unleash their creativity—there were 20,000 of them; they could do whatever they pleased.

They had ten days.

After ten days, he didn’t want to see a single living soul remain.

Moreover, he planned to arrange for painters to document everything and send it to the northern territories.

Securing Yangzhou symbolized the annihilation of Jing Country’s southern powers.

Of course, in the short term, Song Lin had no intention of marching north.

The barbarians were insignificant—only a few hundred thousand of them.

If it weren’t for certain people’s incompetence, they wouldn’t have been able to ascend to power in the first place.

With a ruler like Song Lin now in charge, taking them down was merely a matter of time.

However, this was the Demon World.

The enigmatic King Yan, the northern Great Demons, and the various elders and independent immortals from the major sects had yet to emerge.

(Correction from earlier Chapters: Core Formation refers to Earth Immortals, while Purple Mansion signifies Independent Immortals. The earlier Chapters have been amended.)

Song Lin felt it was time to pause and absorb the knowledge he had gained—preferably squeezing more information out of Zhengxin.

If that didn’t work, he’d have to visit Mount Tai’s Lady for answers in due time.

Year Four of the Golden Demon Era.

The southern territories were stabilized, Shenzhou’s culture and traditions were restored, and the north-south divide was firmly established.

Rebellions continually erupted in Jing Country’s northern regions, proving true the old saying that barbarians could not sustain power for a hundred years.

The Xuan Country established its capital in Jinling.

Across the land, the Emperor’s Sun God Chariot could be seen traveling, commanding Taoist Soldiers to quell unrest everywhere.

No corner of the realm was spared the Emperor’s tracks.

This state of affairs continued until the end of the year.

Within the World in the Pot.

Song Lin concluded his cultivation.

He sensed the information in his mind:

Name: Song Lin

Realm: Late-stage Core Formation

Taoist Realm: 230 years

Divine Skills: Golden Liquid Jade Liquid Rejuvenation Scripture, True Dragon Tiger Nine Immortals Scripture, Cloud Engraving Mysterious Character Jade Scripture, Xing Hepu’s Yingyang Book, Eight Sceneries Divine Sword, Heavenly Escape Sword Technique, Innate Five Thunder Heavenly Heart Generalization True Technique, Taiji Xuanzhen Heavenly Master Seal Scripture, Thunder Escape True Technique, Swordman Returning Pill Scripture, Assassin Chronicles Invisibility Technique, "Curse God Skill," "Yin Mountain Dharma Master Corpse Refining Technique," "Gu Refining Technique," "Jiuxiao Divine Talisman Spirit Method."

Enhancements: [Emperor Seal], [Qi Control Six Voids], [Emperor’s Qi Observation Skill]

Items: Dragon Mansion Jade Gourd, Five Thunders Heavenly Master Order, Taiji Thunder Seal, Temple Emperor Seal, Eight Sceneries Key...

"Four more Taoist Skills," Song Lin thought.

The last one was Zhengxin’s ultimate skill.

This cowardly man had confessed everything after only minor torture.

This technique was unique to this world, something they called the "Primordial Spirit."

It resembled the dharma image formed through mana in the real world but was incomplete.

One needed to gather one of the Three Flowers to activate the Primordial Spirit’s effects.

This technique differed significantly from the Purple Mansion Method.

Song Lin found this world’s methods quite suitable for him.

Three Flowers Gathering at the Top, Five Qi Chaoyuan.

The names alone sounded powerful.

Moreover, there was no need to break the Core; one could directly ascend to the Mud Pill Palace, forming the Three Flowers.

The resulting "Primordial Spirit" rivaled that of the Purple Mansion technique.

The Primordial Spirit here likely varied from the Purple Mansion’s Tribulation Crossing level Primordial Spirit.

Perhaps the name was similar, but the essence was different.

In the real world, the Primordial Spirit reached the Heavenly Master level, a being capable of obliterating heavens and earth.

Even in ascension to the Heavenly Court, they held high-ranking immortality.

Song Lin returned his focus to this cultivation method.

This technique could cultivate up to the level of Independent Immortal, allowing one to gather all Three Flowers.

This meant reaching the pinnacle of the Purple Mansion Realm.

However, cultivating it required mastery of the Jiuxiao Talisman techniques.

Song Lin deemed it unworthy—it wasn’t particularly powerful.

If swapped for the Heavenly Hero Realm’s heavenly-level techniques, it would be worthwhile.

Once armed with the Eight Sceneries Divine Sword, he would become unmatched across the Three Realms.

"No rush for now, Emei has plenty of techniques."

Song Lin mused.

Even Zhengxin had revealed the truth.

The top experts of this world were Independent Immortals (Purple Mansion).

The highest rank above the Sect Leader was the Supreme Elder.

Most of them had perfected Three Flowers Gathering at the Top.

They hadn’t appeared yet because they were preparing to cross their tribulations.

Independent Immortals underwent tribulation every five hundred years.

Their tribulations were endless until they ascended through enlightenment and became Golden Immortals.

With the calamities imminent, they were likely hiding away in preparation for their tribulations.

They would likely reappear after some time.

Not just the Independent Immortals, but also the Great Demons of all realms would go dormant for a while.

"Should I begin the northern expedition now?"

Song Lin pondered.

However, he couldn’t confirm if they were indeed undergoing tribulation now.

The timing of tribulations was a confidential matter; Zhengxin’s information might not be accurate.

The one who had rescued Chenhua that day was undoubtedly an Independent Immortal.

Song Lin decided it was better to wait for now.

He resolved to wait until the Ghost Gate opened in a few months to visit Mount Tai’s Lady and investigate further.

The southern population also needed time for recuperation, and reforms were necessary across various systems.

With that in mind, Song Lin returned to the real world.

...

The Master’s Hall.

Shi Yinhua and the others returned, blood-soaked from head to toe.

"How much yin merit?" asked Song Lin.

"Five thousand!"

"Why so little?"

"Five thousand is quite a lot. Yin Mountain is vast, and demons are prone to escaping. Moreover, we discovered numerous immoral temples—around two thousand Taoist Merit came from those."

Immoral temples referred to Taoist Temples not recognized by the Taoist School, many of which worshipped Evil Gods. Followers of Evil Gods were often heinously vile, making them a primary target of the Taoist School’s strict suppression.

"Immoral temples? Does that mean there are still residents in the mountains?"

"Yes, many."

"If we reorganize them into counties and villages, wouldn’t we gain even more yin merit?"

An idea sparked in Song Lin’s mind.

Slaying demons, dismantling temples, and expanding territory—all could yield a bounty of yin merit.

Shi Yinhua and the others hesitated.

"It’s unlikely. Yin Mountain’s terrain is treacherous and plagued by miasma. Reorganizing it wouldn’t benefit us; it would require massive expenditure of manpower and resources every year to sustain."

Additionally, the area’s essence and qi were typically lacking, providing minimal cultivation resources. The cost of transporting resources from outside the mountain was also exorbitant.

As Core Formation-level cultivators, they couldn’t waste their efforts acting as escort masters every day.

Thus, the region was essentially a liability.

Efforts would be better spent slaying more demons instead.

"No matter, I’ll handle it personally."

Song Lin recalled the corpse-refining and gu-crafting techniques from the Golden Demon World.

Particularly the Gu Technique, which offered a complete tradition up to the Core Formation Realm. Such barren and treacherous lands were perfect for gu-crafting and corpse-refining, naturally yielding rewards!

"Tomorrow, I’ll lead the charge personally—slay the monsters, demolish the temples, eradicate old ghosts, and secure Yin Mountain forever!"

If the Donghua Dharma Lineage was to thrive, relying on just eight Taoist Temples wouldn’t suffice.

At the very least, the living space needed to expand.

Yet, with the Taoist School’s established system, one couldn’t seize others’ territories at will.

Thus, the path forward was to slay mountain demons, dismantle immoral temples, and cultivate new lands, building Taoist Temples in the process.

If there wasn’t enough space to live, they would carve it out anew. It wasn’t against the rules and even earned yin merit!

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