Monster Chronicles: My Daoist Skill Comes from Mythology-Chapter 338 - 295: Yuzhen Abroad, Qingxuan Emerges from Seclusion_2
Let everyone make full use of their potential and focus on cultivating the Dao.
The Taoist is a person with great ambition and decisiveness. He is ruthless enough to eliminate high-potential troublemakers, but he would rather not lose such harmonious atmosphere.
"With such an environment in the jungle, how can we not prosper!"
Luu Yunsheng immediately became highly motivated.
He cleared his mind of chaotic thoughts and prepared to focus wholeheartedly on his cultivation.
This jungle has a stage for advancement!
The next day.
Qingyu convened a lecture.
The mischievous girl who used to be playful has now donned a solemn Taoist robe, becoming one of the esteemed Three Capitals within the jungle.
Aside from her status not yet being official, everything else had already integrated into the Taoist Temple Jungle.
Not far away, Song Lin and Shi Yinhua were observing Qingyu’s lecture.
"Not bad, it seems the position of a lecturer is quite tempering." Song Lin remarked with a smile.
"Taoist Master, you’ve relaxed, but Qingyu over there is suffering."
The jungle was just recently established, and all records had to start from scratch.
Adding to that, new recruits have been brought in recently, and lectures needed to be conducted—Qingyu has been running herself ragged lately.
"Haha, compensate her after a while." Song Lin shifted the topic, then said again, "By the way, how is the Ghost Market being managed now?"
"Stable and improving."
Excluding the income from the eleven Taoist Temples, the jungle originally had an annual revenue of about three million. Now, with the addition of the Ghost Market, the annual revenue soared to eight million.
"Good. Find a few more blessed lands; ideally, each magic vein should have one excellent blessed land."
Chuu Yuying may be able to restrict visits from other jungles, but he cannot limit Earth Evil.
Being the same rank Master, Earth Evil has no obligation to follow that guy’s commands.
"Understood, subordinate will handle it."
"Later, summon Guu Yuchan over."
Song Lin was preparing to pass the Purple Mansion Realm cultivation technique to Guu Yuchan.
To completely fill the gap in the Cultivation Path.
Other dharma lines have paths leading to the Purple Mansion, only the Cultivation Path does not, which is unfair to Guu Yuchan.
Soon, Guu Yuchan arrived, and the relevant events need not be detailed here.
Song Lin returned to find a letter from Lu Mingyang.
In the letter, Lu Mingyang expressed that he was being threatened.
Although the letter did not specify who, Song Lin could roughly guess.
It was none other than Chuu Yuying.
However, Chuu Yuying wouldn’t target him without reason—the only possibility was the Heavenly Master’s instruction.
Only the Heavenly Master held vested interests with Song Lin, merely concerning that useless son of his.
"Trying to oppress me? Wait until next month."
Song Lin tore the letter apart and summoned his alchemy furnace.
Preparing to refine pills.
The crucial pills were the Qi Storage Golden Pill and the Spiritual Pill.
Beneficial for both True Qi and the soul.
Other pills like the Breaking Miasma Five Emperors Pill and the Illusion Spirit Pill were unnecessary to refine.
Currently, Song Lin’s cultivation level allowed him to proficiently refine Spirit Pills, qualifying him as a Spiritual Pill Alchemist.
Within the Holy Might Taoist School, he was considered among the middle-upper tier.
Adding to that, if he could master the Small Rejuvenation Pill technique, which included between one-to-three-turn alchemy skills,
he could firmly overshadow the alchemists of the Holy Might Taoist School.
Especially if he successfully refined a three-turn pill. Being young, Song Lin would surely cause a sensation.
Thinking of this, Song Lin buried himself wholeheartedly in alchemy.
Once he gains fame, he can commence publishing the Taoist Method Meeting, accumulating the prestige necessary to ascend as a Mage.
And, possessing widespread connections, he would then strike hard against Chuu Yuying’s reputation.
The furnace flames roared violently, mirroring Song Lin’s inner determination.
Perhaps there would be setbacks for a time, but as events unfold, the advantage would ultimately lie with them.
Public sentiment seeks stability—the future undoubtedly belongs to them.
At Yunzhou Society Commandery.
Chuu Yuying was burdened with countless tasks, already having forgotten about these matters.
The pressing matter was preparing next month’s magic meeting.
This time, aside from the Spirit Treasure Sect’s experts, it was rumored that notable figures from the Yuzhen Taoist School were also attending.
The Yuzhen Taoist School excelled at Summoning Ghosts and Gods and the way of pills.
With profound Taoist skill foundations, they couldn’t let the Outer Sect Taoists look down on them.
At this time, as Chuu Yuying was sorting through paperwork, he noticed Zhi Xin’s recommendation letter.
Hmm? Wasn’t the Heavenly Mechanism Minister off recuperating? Why was he managing affairs?
Opening the letter, he found it was a document recommending Song Lin to participate in the magic meeting.
Chuu Yuying pondered for a moment before approving, "Song Lin lacks sufficient qualifications. This conference is intended for showcasing the Taoist School’s strength—he can prepare adequately and attend next time."
This magic meeting was under his leadership. Without his nod, the nominations were decided by him.
In truth, Chuu Yuying didn’t want to admit he was worried Song Lin might cause trouble.
And the letter recommended him based on pills, which made him feel it might be a trap.
What if Song Lin exposed his unfair treatment in front of the Outer Sect Taoists?
Although Chuu Yuying felt the Heavenly Master’s actions were somewhat wrong, he didn’t want the Taoist School to lose face.
Unfair treatment was tolerable, but it’s better to resolve it privately behind closed doors. Having the Outer Sect know would be improper—after all, family scandals should not be aired.
With this in mind, Chuu Yuying naturally rejected Zhi Xin’s recommendation.
"Have Tianjie keep an eye on things; don’t let him force his way in. Block him, but don’t hurt him."
On the other side, Zhi Xin departed Mingxing Peak.
Preparing to locate the Eastern Hua Jungle’s Hidden Pulse’s site.
Every competent jungle has a Hidden Pulse.
Hidden Pulse refers to a concealed dharma line.
It generally carries out tasks that cannot be made public.
Additionally, if the primary vein is eradicated, it takes on the responsibility of continuity.
This was how Yin Spring Palace and Yin Fu Dharma survived calamity.
However, the Holy Might acted insidiously, having absorbed members from the Yin Fu Lineage. It likely killed those aware and forced the descendants to serve them.
Zhi Xin didn’t know if he could persuade them.
He could only rely on Tianyi’s guidance.
But establishing the Hidden Pulse was imperative.
Soon, Zhi Xin arrived at the Yuzhen Taoist School.
The Yuzhen Taoist School was situated by the sea, with the East Sea boundlessly vast. In its depths lurked demons exhaling breath, enveloping numerous sea regions in a faint Mirage.
Soon, Zhi Xin discovered a desolate island where the Heaven and Earth Essence Qi was moderately favorable.
"Excellent, this shall be the place."
Zhi Xin planned to select entirely new disciples.
Using stricter methods to have them comply with the Eastern Hua Rules, turning them into an unyielding blade for the frontline vein.
Ideally, picking individuals whose families were exterminated by demons or persecuted by Taoist Schools.
Such people were not in short supply—in this era, they were abundant.
"Song Lin, you must firmly wield this blade!"
Zhi Xin reflected inwardly.
These individuals would become loyal adherents to the Eastern Hua Rules, while simultaneously being a double-edged sword.
How this blade would be wielded remained for Song Lin to decide.
Trusting Song Lin’s excellent temperament, Zhi Xin believed he wouldn’t lose sight of his original principles.
Not in vain were his efforts and dedication.
Where to recruit individuals from... Zhi Xin preferred not to search externally, but within the Holy Might Taoist School.
These people should ideally have direct or indirect enmity with the Holy Might Taoist School.
With the weight of blood-feud hatred, the strength unleashed was unimaginable.
Zhi Xin used the **Qimen Dunjia** technique to conceal the island, laboring for two or three days before returning to the Taoist School.
The process was sufficiently discreet.
Unless Zhi Xin had a change of heart, no one would be able to uncover it. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶
At Mingxing Peak.
Zhi Xin returned here.
Suddenly, a tunneling light descended from the horizon.
A graceful woman gently alighted.
Her cloud-like hair loosely styled, neck slender and pale like snow, her presence akin to orchids, her eyes glistening like autumn waters.
Wu Qingxuan gazed at Zhi Xin, smiling radiantly.
"Zhi Xin, I’ve crossed the Heavenly Tribulation."
"That’s wonderful!" Zhi Xin exclaimed excitedly, stepping forward in familiarity as usual.
Unexpectedly, Wu Qingxuan stepped back and didn’t respond as usual, a hint of apology in her expression.
"I came here this time... solely to apologize. I... am actually not Qingxuan, I’m sorry."
"I harbor no ill intent; please allow me to explain in detail."
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