Monster Chronicles: My Daoist Skill Comes from Mythology
Chapter 192 - 179: Xuanke Small Golden Altar Cave Heaven, The Final Battle

Chapter 192: Chapter 179: Xuanke Small Golden Altar Cave Heaven, The Final Battle

Song Lin received the Transmission Jade Token from Taoist Zhi Xin.

A simple white jade carved into the form of a towering mountain, named Mingxing Peak, which is Taoist Zhi Xin’s domain.

Obtaining this admission token was akin to forging a connection with a notable figure.

This was not mere flattery, but the cultivation of one’s network.

The Taoist School is an extraordinarily intricate society where authority suppresses everyone beneath it.

If it weren’t for extraordinary circumstances, Huoyun could kill me effortlessly.

This is precisely why Song Lin decided to attend the magic meeting.

By gaining fame and associating with notable figures, whether Huoyun or Chi Hai emerged victorious, neither would dare openly target me.

I can seize the opportunity to expand my Taoist Temple, combining internal and external forces, strengthening to the point where I might aim for the position of Taoist.

This thought briefly flashed in his mind before swiftly disappearing.

"All materials have been submitted; you’ll receive a reply after some time." Taoist Xuanqi handed Song Lin a rune from the Communication Jade Talisman.

The so-called Communication Jade Talisman was essentially a jade pendant used to transmit messages—some were specialized, while others were universal.

Every person’s Transmission Jade Token carried unique rune markings. Upon obtaining the rune, one could send messages to the corresponding recipient.

"If that’s the case, this junior shall take his leave." Song Lin bowed respectfully before flying back to his Taoist Temple.

Mei Mountain Jungle.

Huoyun convened his routine meeting, where the Three Capitals, Five Masters, and Eighteen Heads were present.

Since it was merely a regular meeting, most attendees were avatars.

Even when encountering Chi Hai, Huoyun couldn’t be bothered to take issue with an avatar.

However, as others dispersed in small groups, Huoyun couldn’t resist pulling Chi Hai aside to inquire:

"Is Song Lin truly your pawn? Do you honestly believe he can surpass Zhao Wuji?"

Chi Hai frowned, swiftly connecting the question to the matter of the Divine Weapon Conference.

He had only recently heard about this incident himself.

Since Huoyun brought it up, he couldn’t afford to show weakness.

"Ahem, Taoist, don’t underestimate people. From what I know, Song Lin has made rapid progress in the Rampant Soldier Dao. Don’t look down on talent."

"Hmph!"

Huoyun scoffed, still confident in Zhao Wuji’s soldier-refining methods.

However, the notion that even Zhao Wuji might fail to deal with Song Lin didn’t bother him much.

The Rampant Soldier Dao itself was relatively undervalued. Even if Song Lin’s Taoist Realm was slightly higher, he’d most likely just make a brief appearance and fade away.

"I have pressing matters to attend to..."

Before Chi Hai finished speaking, hurried footsteps echoed from not far away.

A battered Zhao Wuji, accompanied by three representatives from the Three Capitals, walked swiftly inside.

Bai Hao, leader of the Three Capitals, wore a grave expression and said, "Lord, we have bad news."

"Was Wuji eliminated?" Huoyun was unsurprised; this outcome was hardly concerning.

Every year he participated, every year he was eliminated.

Huoyun had long given up on this individual—networking was all he hoped for.

"And also..." Bai Hao lowered his head, casting a sidelong glance at Chi Hai, "Another piece of news. Someone from the jungle has claimed the leader’s position at the Divine General’s Meeting."

"Don’t tell me... Song Lin?" Huoyun’s eyes widened, his fiery red eyebrows trembling, "Impossible! Is this true?"

The idea that someone specializing in Rampant Soldier Dao took the leader’s title was genuinely mind-blowing.

Seeing Zhao Wuji nod affirmatively, Huoyun’s heart sank.

This has become complicated.

He had initially worried that Song Lin’s mere attendance at the Divine General’s Meeting would boost his reputation, making him harder to suppress in the future.

But he never expected Song Lin would seize the leader’s position.

Even minor fame makes someone challenging to handle—let alone being a leader.

In the future, if Huoyun wanted to move against Song Lin, he wouldn’t be able to act recklessly. He’d need to discover an absolute weak spot, or the consequences of upper-level punishment would be unimaginable.

"What a pity..."

With three months until Phoenix Platform Dragon Throwing, during which individuals from both the Taoist School and court would occupy the event grounds, no action could be taken.

With less than a month left before their arrival, Huoyun originally intended to deal with Song Lin, but now that seemed unlikely.

"Song Lin now carries the nickname ’Rampant Soldier Ancestor.’ I suspect his reputation will quickly spread far and wide."

"Haha, a grandmaster, huh? Such audacity, such ambition!!"

Huoyun didn’t become enraged but rather laughed, his gaze deep and determined as a fierce killing intent surged within him.

Song Lin had thoroughly crossed him this time.

Huoyun vaguely sensed that Song Lin might become his greatest rival in the future.

He had never faced such a formidable competitor before.

Skilled, powerful, influential... possessing all of these traits at once—only Song Lin.

Could Song Lin kill the Five Masters now? Would he have the power to kill me in 60 years?

Perhaps 60 years from now, I’ll be nothing more than a slaughtered fish.

Huoyun made a silent decision—once Chi Hai was dealt with, Song Lin would be next.

Meanwhile, upon hearing the news, Chi Hai was momentarily stunned but quickly burst into laughter: "Haha, I truly have a good eye."

Without mocking anyone further, he found an excuse to leave.

He needed to find Song Lin and build rapport, to understand the situation thoroughly.

This event’s ripple effects wouldn’t stop here.

News of Song Lin from Xuanke Temple in Mei Mountain Jungle claiming the leader’s title spread rapidly from various channels.

Suddenly, the entire Taoist community was alarmed.

How many years had it been!

Mei Mountain Jungle, secluded and lacking prominent magic veins, rarely produced anyone who gained fame at major magic meetings, let alone someone taking first place.

Suddenly, everyone wanted to know who the master of Xuanke Temple truly was.

Inside Xuanke Temple, it was a scene of jubilation—firecrackers exploded, drums pounded, cheers rang out.

"Wonderful!!"

"Our temple master is invincible!!"

Shi Yinhua, Wang Ziyue, and Lin Qing from the Three Capitals exchanged glances, each seeing the excitement in the other’s eyes.

The temple master claiming the title significantly boosted the disciples’ cohesion and faith in their paths.

Song Lin stood on the stage, smiling as he watched the celebrations unfold around him.

"Everyone!!" Shi Yinhua jumped onto the stage, raising both hands to signal for quiet.

"The Divine General’s Meeting is a magic meeting organized by the Taoist School. Our temple master defeated numerous formidable opponents to claim the leader’s title—what does this signify?"

Below, hundreds of disciples lowered their heads in thought—indeed, what did it signify?

After all, the temple master claiming the title wasn’t the same as them claiming it; it merely bolstered their pride.

"It proves that the Rampant Soldier Dao is the Great Dao, supreme and legitimate, a true Righteous Path!!"

"Long live!!"

The crowd’s emotions erupted.

Then Song Lin lightly coughed, taking a step forward.

With a wave of his sleeve, golden light flickered, revealing a man-tall, golden wooden door.

"This is the Xuanke Small Golden Altar Cave Heaven. From now on, disciples with excellent progress in their studies may enter and cultivate within."

The wooden door was merely a frame, its center a deep, pitch-black void. freёNovelFire-com

Under the watchful eyes of all, Song Lin stepped through.

Inside was a space spanning ten zhang across.

The interior was dimly lit, its boundaries shrouded in intangible chaos, faintly shielded by a transparent barrier.

This was the Small Golden Altar Cave Heaven, where time flowed twenty days inside for every day outside.

Its lifespan equaled three years in the outside world—essentially allowing them to stay for a full Jiazi, or 60 years.

Song Lin had a plan: leveraging this precious Jiazi to elevate the Three Capitals, the Eight Deacons, and the most talented disciples to Divine Establishment.

From Divine Establishment to Perfect Divine Establishment, accelerating the overall strength of the Taoist Temple.

Simultaneously, Song Lin intended to use this Cave Heaven to fast-track his conquest of another world.

"This cave heaven can only accommodate ten people at a time; that should suffice."

Song Lin thought to himself.

He then divided the ten-zhang space into ten sections with bricks and wooden partitions.

Claiming one room for his own, he allocated seven others to the Seven Deacons who hadn’t yet achieved Divine Establishment, leaving two rooms for Shi Yinhua to arrange disciples’ competition for entry.

After finishing his arrangements, Song Lin entered the Undying Pill World once more.

This time, upon leaving the Heavenly Emperor’s Secret Realm, it would be the decisive battle against Xiang Liu and Wuzhiqi.

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