Monster Chronicles: My Daoist Skill Comes from Mythology
Chapter 105 - 104: The Five Thunder Righteous Skill, Recruiting Fire Cloud

Chapter 105: Chapter 104: The Five Thunder Righteous Skill, Recruiting Fire Cloud

"The day I return shall be the moment of my rebirth."

Ever since witnessing Shi Yinhua’s unique constitution, Jiuyou had an idea emerge in his mind.

This person’s physique suits me; it can be used for possession.

But that alone isn’t enough. If it’s just a simple possession, then next time I’ll have to find a new body again.

Because the demonic qi within me keeps growing.

Possession causes irreversible, permanent damage to the soul, and Jiuyou’s secret technique only allows for one chance.

Thus, he thought of using the Five Thunders Heavenly Heart Technique to suppress the demonic qi.

The Five Thunders Heavenly Heart True Method isn’t merely a spell for unleashing lightning; it is a secret technique uniting Heaven and Man. Once mastered, one can summon wind and thunder, control ghosts and gods, ward off disasters, and invoke blessings.

This technique can effectively suppress the demonic qi.

With Shi Yinhua’s constitution, which transcends the Five Elements, combined with the trump card I left behind, obtaining the Five Thunders Heavenly Master Seal is certain.

...

Mei Mountain Blessed Land.

Under a blood-red moon, Song Lin arrived at the mountain peak. The Five Thunders Heavenly Master Token was enormous, approximately three feet three inches in length, its entire body resembling a ruby, radiating an eerie crimson glow that pulsed intermittently as if alive and breathing.

Song Lin adjusted his thoughts, then reached out to grasp it.

Boom!

A deafening explosion echoed through his mind, followed by an immense, majestic voice.

"Thunder is the mandate of Heaven."

"Thunder arises from the Five Elements. A cultivator gathers the Qi of the Five Elements to form the Five Thunders. Thus, the Thunder Art aligns with the Innate Dao, and the Thunder God dwells within my being."

The Thunder Art is more than just a method to summon lightning; legends say it is one of the magic skills passed down from the Sanmao Heavenly Court.

This Dao emphasizes the connection between Heaven and Man and the cultivation of the inner core.

To master the Thunder Art, the key lies in refining the Qi of the Five Elements within the Five Organs.

At this moment, a phantom appeared in Song Lin’s mind.

This figure, akin to a traditional master, had white hair and a long beard, displaying an ethereal, transcendent demeanor, with faint thunder inscriptions etched upon his brow.

"Who are you?" Song Lin asked cautiously.

"I am Xuan Yin, a strand of divine consciousness from the Shenxiao Patriarch of Mei Mountain Jungle. Are you here to receive the Divine Skills?" the elder replied.

"Indeed."

"Then leave; you are not the candidate I seek," Xuan Yin said bluntly.

Dammit, even a mere strand of divine consciousness acts so arrogant.

Song Lin cursed silently in his heart.

"Uh, could you at least explain why?" he asked.

"Your character is not ruthless or decisive enough, and it fails to meet my expectations," Xuan Yin stated without hesitation.

Song Lin fell silent.

From the void, a dark-red book materialized: the Monster Chronicles.

Song Lin’s mind immersed itself into its pages.

Inside the world of stories, a Five Thunders Heavenly Master Token suddenly appeared in his hand.

This Heavenly Master Token was the very same artifact from the real world.

With the token in hand, the elder’s divine consciousness emerged again in his mind.

The same rhetoric as before.

"What must I do to have you teach me the spell?"

Inside the realm of stories, Song Lin was less polite.

"Hmm? You dare talk back?" The elder grew furious and swept his sleeve.

Song Lin’s consciousness was expelled.

"This old man’s resistance is off the charts," Song Lin muttered.

He needed to think of a way to deal with this stubborn spirit.

With this in mind, Song Lin began inspecting the Heavenly Master Token. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

Its body was crafted from gemstone, flawless in every aspect.

Its surface was inscribed with thunderous cloud seals in five distinct colors.

Being merely a divine consciousness, it had to be hidden somewhere.

All that was needed was to locate its hiding spot and destroy it. Divine consciousnesses were fragile, much like programs, and lacked substantial power.

Considering this, Song Lin dove his mind back into it.

"Get out!"

As expected, the elder remained stubbornly defiant.

Taking a moment to think, Song Lin summoned Yuann Hong.

"Take this artifact and soak it in dung—let’s teach him a lesson."

"Uh, Altar Master, there doesn’t seem to be any excrement nearby," Yuann Hong replied, looking distressed.

"Grab some bird droppings or fish waste—see if the old man submits."

"Understood!"

Yuann Hong strode away decisively.

Xuan Yin wasn’t expecting such treatment for a sacred object.

"Stop!!"

"Cease your actions!"

"You beast! Stop this instant! Ugh!"

"Help! I’m the Patriarch! How dare you!"

"I yield!"

In no time, Yuann Hong returned, holding the Five Thunders Heavenly Master Token.

"Lord, I’ve pinpointed its location. It kept emitting light just before," Yuann Hong reported, pointing to a specific area.

Upon closer inspection, the text surface of the Heavenly Master Token wasn’t merely made up of characters; each character was composed of countless intricate runes.

The area Yuann Hong indicated was within one particularly complex character—above the symbol for "Thunder" and below the symbol for "Boom."

Song Lin infused his finger with True Qi and gently swiped over the spot.

When his mind entered again, the elder’s presence was already gone.

Back in the real world.

The onlookers only saw Song Lin staring at the Heavenly Master Token in silence for several minutes.

Inside the mental realm, Xuan Yin glanced at Song Lin’s blank gaze impatiently. Though a few minutes weren’t much, he felt it was an affront.

"Are you pretending to be dumb? If you don’t leave soon, I’ll eject you," Xuan Yin grumbled.

Suddenly, Song Lin chuckled, "Old relic, farewell."

With that, his consciousness returned to reality, erasing the divine fragment.

Whoosh!

A line of unfamiliar information appeared in his mind:

"Innate Five Thunder Heavenly Heart Generalization True Technique: Thunder, the pivotal mechanism of Heaven and Earth, wields supreme authority, encompassing all within the Three Realms and Nine Lands."

This was genuinely unexpected. It wasn’t merely a spell but the foundational doctrine itself—the path to cultivation through the Qi of the Five Elements and the Heavenly Human connection, capable of reaching the realm of the Purple Mansion. Xuan Yin was also at this level.

Furthermore, the Five Thunders Heavenly Master Token was a mid-grade Spiritual Artifact, superior to a Magic Artifact. Infusing True Qi into it could summon wind and thunder with overwhelming power.

The foundational method emphasized talismanic techniques—everything could be inscribed with talismans. Thunder Law talismans were particularly unique, requiring only the Thunder symbol at both their head and tail.

Returning to reality, Song Lin gazed at the Heavenly Master Token, thinking: yet another Spiritual Artifact.

Previously, only the Temple Emperor Seal qualified as a Spiritual Artifact. Now, he had another.

At this moment, Shi Yinhua awoke and, seeing the object in Song Lin’s hand, turned pale.

This was the second time.

The first was when competing for the Leader Token.

This time, just as before, he fell short by a single step—and to the same person.

This birthed a deep sense of failure within him.

"Thank you for letting me win." Song Lin patted Shi Yinhua on the shoulder.

"You flatter me, Mr. Song," Shi Yinhua replied. Though prideful, he bore no resentment, acknowledging his inferiority with ease.

It was simply an embarrassment to his master’s teachings.

After all, Song Lin was also from Xuanke Temple.

As a Taoist of Xuanke Temple, seeing a fellow disciple shine ought to bring joy.

Reflecting on this, Shi Yinhua swallowed his disappointment and said, "Congratulations, Mr. Song."

"Haha, thank you," Song Lin replied, slightly surprised. This man might look sinister outwardly, but he has an unexpectedly forthright character.

Whoosh!

A sudden sensation of spinning and confusion assaulted them.

Both returned to the square of the Mei Mountain Taoist Temple.

Before them stood Master Huoyun. Nearby stood other eliminated cultivators, their gazes complex as they looked at Song Lin.

"Impressive indeed. Would you consider joining the Mei Mountain Jungle for advanced training? I can offer you a position among the Eighteen Heads," Master Huoyun proposed.

The Three Cities, Five Masters, Eighteen Heads.

Among Mei Mountain’s inner ranks, this was no small offer.

Such are the perks of winning the title of Leader—a leap to the top.

Song Lin contemplated briefly before ultimately declining.

"Forgive me, Taoist. Jiuyou Temple Master has shown me great favor..."

Song Lin respectfully declined.

His target was still the position of Temple Master.

As Temple Master, one enjoys unfettered freedom. No matter how good Mei Mountain Jungle may be, there would still be several superiors above him.

Besides, he was no longer the naive youth he once was.

Beneath Mei Mountain Jungle, most Temple Masters were in the Divine Establishment Period. These Temple Masters of Divine Establishment Perfection generally presided over populations of tens of thousands.

Xuanke Temple, however, was one of the trio possessing Core Formation Temple Masters and also had the "Upper Pure Three Cave Five Thunder Scripture."

If Song Lin became Temple Master here, combined with Xuanke Temple’s scale, he would have a chance to be specially granted the "Upper Pure Three Cave Five Thunder Scripture."

Having this scripture would enable him to participate in the sixty-year Phoenix Platform Dragon Throwing—a competition for Jungle Taoist positions. The future would be limitless.

Master Huoyun paused momentarily, then laughed, "Very well, I respect your decision. You outsiders may rest here tonight and depart for your Taoist temples tomorrow."

"Understood!"

The next day, Song Lin departed, accompanied by Wang Ziyue and Shi Yinhua.

Meanwhile, news reached Jiuyou.

"Song Lin? It’s him?" Jiuyou murmured, slightly bewildered. His gaze grew profound. "This boy is more mysterious than I expected... Perhaps he’s not a bad choice after all..."