Monster Chronicles: My Daoist Skill Comes from Mythology
Chapter 119 - 115: Demon’s Bias Troops, Colleagues’ Differences

Chapter 119: Chapter 115: Demon’s Bias Troops, Colleagues’ Differences

The group divided into three contingents and departed.

Ze Valley was a mountain valley filled with swamps.

Nearby was Mountain Forest County, where the True Demon Temple was located, far from the sea and, in theory, very safe.

The rain grew heavier and heavier. Though it was midday, visibility was so poor one couldn’t see their own hand.

In such conditions, the group naturally wouldn’t take to the skies.

They rode through the forest on paper-white horses provided by Song Lin.

The mundane rain falling from above had no effect on the paper horses.

Riding at the front was Youyun, followed by Song Lin, Shi Yinhua, Wang Ziyue, Li Hu, and others.

Behind them trailed more than twenty Taoists and over eighty advanced Taoist disciples.

"Senior Brother, what’s the plan next?" Shi Yinhua asked.

"I’m not sure. Let’s see what the temple master arranges," Song Lin replied.

This war would last two or three years at least.

Originally, they had considered confronting Jiuyou directly, but it seemed the timing wasn’t right, and Jiuyou didn’t appear inclined to give them the chance.

"Understood."

"In any case, let’s follow Senior Sister to Ze Valley for now."

Even Song Lin was unsure about the situation.

...

Elsewhere, atop a high mountain.

The summit was shrouded in sinister darkness.

Beside Jiuyou lay dozens of corpses, all cultivators from the Taoist Temple.

The ground was slick with blood, the deceased cultivators’ faces frozen in terror. Each had a deep, gaping wound on their necks.

These were killed by demons, and worse—familiar demons.

Jiuyou wiped the blood from his lips and gazed into the distance, a faint smile curling up.

In truth, the intelligence he had received indicated that Ze Valley had the highest concentration of demons. He intentionally left the most dangerous area to them.

Song Lin was different from Shi Yinhua.

Shi Yinhua carried no reputation; even the Mei Mountain Jungle was unfamiliar with his name, so capturing him for body-snatching would be straightforward.

But Song Lin was different—he was the leader of the Three Passes and a holder of the Five Thunders Heavenly Master’s Token.

Even with demonic cover, any misstep would easily expose his identity.

This time, Jiuyou planned on quietly taking over his body.

During the Dragon Abyss Conference, "Jiuyou" would meet his demise, and Song Lin would become the temple master.

To prevent exposure, everyone who knew Song Lin had to die.

Jiuyou exhaled a breath of green mist, which transformed into four ghostly figures.

"Greetings, Master!"

"Are the materials prepared?"

"Everything is ready."

"Keep a close watch for me. Report any unusual movement immediately, understand?"

"Yes!"

As soon as the words left his lips, the ghostly figures vanished.

Meanwhile.

Song Lin and his company had arrived at Ze Valley.

The group stood on a high vantage point, looking down at the valley floor—a boundless plain of strange hues and colors.

On closer inspection, the vibrant patches of color were actually Miasma.

The ground was a muddy mess, faintly revealing animal and human skeletons, green moss, and the putrid waters of decay.

Song Lin even spotted an enormous bull carcass at the bottom of a thirty-zhang cliff. Bloated from soaking in water, its skin was riddled with holes of varying sizes, teeming with writhing maggots.

The sight made Song Lin feel as though the valley was a centuries-old fermenting vat of rot.

Even the smell alone was enough to make him nearly pass out.

"Are we going down there?" Song Lin asked, his heart recoiling from the scene.

"No! We’ll guard the entrance, ensuring no demons break through!" Youyun replied.

The terrain was formed by the narrow gaps between several mountains. The main exit was on the other side, within True Demon Temple territory.

They were stationed near a lower cliff, where demons might attempt to break through.

At the same time, they needed to guard against nearby mountain demons taking advantage of the situation.

Youyun glanced around at the group. Aside from the Taoists, who had higher levels of True Qi, the rest were drenched by the rain.

With this in mind, Youyun suggested, "Let’s set up some tents first."

"I have paper houses. We can use those directly."

Song Lin took out five paper houses and tapped each one lightly. The paper houses dissolved into white mist.

The mist enveloped an area spanning a hundred zhang.

Soon, five small courtyard houses materialized on the spot. Each house had a courtyard and a few rooms, enough to fit three to five people each comfortably.

However, the white walls and tiles gave off an eerie vibe.

Under the pitch-black sky, the white houses appeared harshly glaring.

Witnessing Song Lin’s remarkable spell, Youyun marveled, "You’ve mastered quite a few spells."

"Just minor tricks, nothing worth mentioning."

The group entered the houses to rest.

With shelter from the wind and rain, everyone immediately felt a much-needed sense of security.

Youyun summoned Song Lin, Shi Yinhua, Wang Ziyue, and Li Hu—several senior members—to the main hall for a meeting.

Once everyone had gathered, Youyun spoke, "The Dragon Abyss Conference is fraught with danger but also offers great opportunities. Each time, Taoist Temples vanish. Earn enough yin merit, and you might even get promoted to temple master."

"Temple master?"

The group exchanged questioning glances.

Song Lin, in particular, fell deep into thought. So there was another route to becoming temple master, after all.

However, the temple masters from less prominent counties couldn’t compare to the Xuanke Temple.

Most oversaw populations of just two to three hundred thousand and didn’t even study the Upper Pure Three Cave Five Thunder Scripture. Becoming such a temple master required either breaking through cultivation stages or painstakingly earning yin merit.

Otherwise, why would Ziyuan care so much about the position of temple master? It was simply because she wished to inherit the Upper Pure Three Cave Five Thunder Scripture of Xuanke Temple.

Nonetheless, becoming a temple master wasn’t a bad fallback plan.

"Of course, there’s still plenty of time. For now, our priority is to guard Ze Valley."

The group remained stationed there for three days.

They worked in three shifts, taking turns monitoring the surrounding environment.

What they didn’t know was that a demon army of three thousand was advancing toward their location, led by a Core Formation Stage Great Demon.

Demons were intelligent beings with the ability to strategize. Upon arriving, they first rallied the local scattered demons.

Three thousand demons took to the skies, appearing as a massive blood cloud drifting across the horizon.

Within half a day, these demons would clash with Song Lin and his group, but they remained unaware, still trusting Jiuyou Temple Master’s intelligence.

Inside one of the rooms, Song Lin’s spirit entered the Blessing Ceremony.

There were still a few scattered participants around.

"The vanguard has landed. The North Sea Fish and Spirit Treasure Celestial Master are fighting near the shore. Most demons have scattered, with the bulk congregating south of the Heaven and Earth Xuanmen Alliance and continuing to spread."

"Any demon movement maps? High prices offered!"

"Of course, there is. This one comes from the Xuanqing Heavenly Master," replied a mysterious man wearing a ghost mask.

Song Lin thought for a moment and said, "I’ll take one. I’ll trade pills for it."

Returning to reality.

A map appeared in Song Lin’s hand.

Red marks indicated demon strongholds, blue ones represented Taoist Temples, and thicker lines signified stronger forces.

Other annotations indicated terrain names, with hundreds of demon contingents moving chaotically across the map.

It was then that Song Lin noticed one particularly large demon force heading in... Ze Valley’s direction?

Meanwhile, the so-called Hu Mountain Jiuyou had mentioned lacked even the shadow of a ghost, clearly a ploy to set them up as cannon fodder.

"That old dog really is scheming behind our backs," Song Lin cursed inwardly.

If not for his alternate intelligence source, he might have fallen for their trap.

It was clear Jiuyou was trying to silence potential threats and prevent anyone from exposing his demonic collusion.

With this in mind, Song Lin summoned the senior members.

"I suggest we retreat. This eerie calm before the storm—something feels off. I suspect the demons are brewing something."

Song Lin couldn’t state his true reasons outright.

As soon as he spoke, Youyun immediately rejected the proposal, snapping, "If you want to desert, just say it! This is the master’s arrangement, and no one is to retreat. Besides, the master said this is one of the safer checkpoints—do you not trust the temple master?"

...

(Tomorrow marks the beginning of a new month—time to aim for a daily ten-thousand-word streak to make amends.)

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