Monster Chronicles: My Daoist Skill Comes from Mythology
Chapter 176 - 167 Black Water Xuan Snake, Trapped Dragon Situation (Combined) Part 2

Chapter 176: Chapter 167 Black Water Xuan Snake, Trapped Dragon Situation (Combined) Part 2

"Taoist, may I ask who you are?" Wu Meng was secretly startled.

"Didn’t you want to meet me yesterday?"

"So it’s you, Taoist. I am Wu Meng of Yuzhang. May I know your esteemed name?"

"Now I go by Song Lin. In the past, some addressed me as the East Lord."

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden light as brilliant as the sun erupted from Song Lin’s brow, flooding the room with scorching brightness.

When the light dissipated, tears streamed uncontrollably from Wu Meng’s eyes.

He roared angrily, "What sort of demon dares to impersonate our ancestor?!"

He couldn’t help but doubt.

In the current lineage of cultivation, its origins trace back thousands of years to the Yang God, East Lord.

If not for the cultivation skill passed down by the East Lord, the Human Clan would still be blood offerings to demons.

The Thunder Law Heavenly Soldier method Wu Meng practiced also stemmed from the East Lord.

Now someone suddenly claims to be his ancestor—who would believe that?

"Ahem, Little Wu, don’t get too worked up!"

Someone walked in.

The man was tall and imposing, clad in an elegant azure Coiled Dragon Robe.

At the sight of him, Wu Meng exclaimed in shock, "Your Majesty, why is it you!!"

As it turns out, this person was Mi Yun, the Grand Ancestor of Great Chu from over three hundred years ago.

After stepping down from the throne, Mi Yun had concealed himself to focus on cultivation.

As the master of the Emperor Sword, a sixth-generation Human Emperor by teaching lineage, after years of secluded meditation, it was only fitting that he would eventually become the second Core Formation cultivator of the Human Clan.

Upon seeing Mi Yun, Wu Meng instantly believed and immediately performed a respectful bow before the others.

"Greetings to the East Lord, greetings to Your Majesty!"

Wu Meng, having been born later, had never met Song Lin personally.

Adding to that, the numerous betrayals among the first Heavenly Mechanism disciples who descended the mountain taught Song Lin a harsh lesson. He set no specific missions, instead focusing on passing down the teachings—absorbing suitable ones and discarding unsuitable ones, perhaps for future reuse.

"By the way, I’ve brought my disciples this time."

"Disciples?" Mi Yun chuckled, unable to hold back. "You’d better check on them. Last night, the East Lord put them through a little test."

Mi Yun explained the test—the use of charcoal transformed into a woman. Anyone with charcoal marks on their body meant they had been swayed by the Illusion Realm.

Realizing trouble, Wu Meng hurried outside, kicking open each disciple’s room door one by one.

Seeing disciples covered in black from head to toe, Wu Meng erupted with fury. "You brats! Look what you’ve done!"

Door after door, disciples appeared filthy one after another, leaving Wu Meng feeling utterly humiliated.

Finally, he kicked open another door and found a disciple clean and tidy, rubbing his sleepy eyes. Wu Meng let out a sigh of relief.

"Well done. There aren’t many young people with such discipline these days."

Satisfied, Wu Meng patted the disciple’s shoulder. Glancing at Song Lin and the Grand Ancestor not far away, he felt he’d regained some dignity.

"Haha, Master, you flatter me!"

The disciple scratched his head sheepishly, revealing a mouth full of black teeth.

"You animal!!"

Wu Meng’s vision darkened, nearly collapsing.

"Master!!"

The disciples cried out in alarm, rushing to support Wu Meng.

"Out of my sight!"

Wu Meng had no expectations left. He decided to see what further disgrace this group could reach.

The soot-covered bodies weren’t the issue; blackened bedding was normal as well.

"Chairs are blackened too, the floor... the windowsill... the toilet... you beasts, even the beams are covered!!"

All thirty-one disciples had failed miserably.

Finally, it came to Xu Jingyang, one pleasant surprise amidst the chaos.

Yet Wu Meng had been so pushed to the brink that he even made Xu Jingyang take off his shoes to inspect his soles.

"Uh... Master, what are you doing?" Xu Jingyang looked bewildered.

"No need to look further. He’s the only one who passed." Song Lin laughed. "The other disciples can return and cultivate for a few more years before coming out again."

Wu Meng sighed deeply, feeling his educational efforts entirely wasted.

"Enough. Little Chen, take the rest back now!!"

Wu Meng’s tone left no room for negotiation.

The disciples, unwilling to provoke Wu Meng’s wrath, promptly left, except for Xu Jingyang.

"Your name is Xu Jingyang?" Song Lin regarded the young man with interest.

"That’s correct." Xu Jingyang was puzzled about the stranger’s identity, yet seeing his master’s respectful demeanor, he seemed to hold great authority.

After Wu Meng’s detailed explanation, Xu Jingyang expressed initial surprise but quickly regained his composure.

"Well-tempered."

Song Lin nodded slightly, wondering if this Xu Jingyang would become the legendary Heavenly Master Xu Jingyang.

From his disposition alone, this was the best Song Lin had ever encountered.

Menglian and the others were cultivating, preparing for their breakthrough to Golden Core.

This generation didn’t seem particularly remarkable aside from Wu Meng.

Xu Jingyang, however, showed promise. Though it might take him centuries, he had the potential to mature into greatness.

"Alright, let’s set aside unrelated matters. Let’s talk about the snake disaster. Mi Yun, do you have any intelligence?"

"It’s likely the Ancient Evil God Black Water Xuan Snake. As for stirring such trouble, I guess it’s attempting to transform into a dragon."

Demons don’t act without reason—either they face life-threatening issues or are on the verge of breaking through.

Given the widespread snake catastrophe across hundreds of miles in Yuzhang County, it could only be attributed to the Black Water Xuan Snake.

"Black Water Xuan Snake..." Song Lin furrowed his brows in contemplation.

It seemed his mission was to subdue this entity.

He could face it head-on or employ strategy. With Dafeng under his control, perhaps he could leverage something there.

With this in mind, Song Lin commanded the others to gather intelligence.

It would be best to pinpoint the demon’s hiding place.

After receiving orders, the group promptly set off.

Unexpectedly, this search took three months.

During that time, countless snake disasters were quelled, and innumerable giant pythons were slain, but the Ancient Evil God had yet to appear.

Xu Jingyang and Wu Meng had earned significant renown, while Chu Yun, Mi Yun’s disguised identity, also gained celebrated fame among the people.

Logically, such widespread activity should have already prompted the Evil God to take action, yet there remained no disturbances, raising Song Lin’s suspicions.

"Could there be a special reason preventing its emergence?" Song Lin pondered.

Seeing no other option, Song Lin decided to bait the snake into revealing itself.

Standing on open land, he waved his hand, summoning the Sun Jade Car.

Menglian and the others were still secluded within, and he refrained from disturbing their Foundation Establishment Stage cultivation efforts.

First, he cast a spell to conceal the Sun Jade Car, then climbed aboard it.

Whoosh!

Fierce winds erupted like ghosts wailing and wolves howling.

A clear sky suddenly turned dark and brooding.

The wind was evident, but no trace of the carriage could be seen.

In the mountains, Mi Yun witnessed this sight and instinctively gripped the Emperor Sword in alarm. Calming himself, he recalled that Dafeng had been subdued.

"The ancestor truly is extraordinary—even Dafeng yields to him."

Mi Yun marveled, knowing that conquering Dafeng signified mastery over Heavenly Phenomena.

Song Lin circled above Yuzhang County.

While passing the Pengli Lake area, the nearby mountains seemed to resonate faintly, exuding an ethereal energy.

"Hmm?"

Song Lin gazed toward the mist-shrouded mountains of Pengli Lake, sensing the fleeting but perceptible resonance.

Why hadn’t the Black Water Xuan Snake surfaced yet?

Looking at the mountain ridges below, an idea struck Song Lin as he entered the realm of Heavenly Human Connection.

The contours of the mountain range subtly formed a particular configuration.

"Trapped Dragon Formation! So that’s why! No wonder it hasn’t appeared."

Song Lin suddenly understood.

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