Monster Chronicles: My Daoist Skill Comes from Mythology
Chapter 205 - 191: Reopening the World, Confucian Heavenly Five Emperors!

Chapter 205: Chapter 191: Reopening the World, Confucian Heavenly Five Emperors!

"Yes, precisely the Moon Brick. With this treasure, I can rapidly refine soldiers."

Song Lin was not deceiving anyone.

Back when the Xuanke Temple still didn’t have the Temple Emperor Seal, they used corpse bones to refine Rampant Soldiers, and the Moon Brick served as a major material. The speed of refining soldiers was several times faster than before.

The Moon Brick was made of the Seven Treasures—such as Golden Ying, Tridacna, Agate—and combined with the secret techniques of the Moon Cultivating Clan.

It contained an immensely rich amount of Moonlight Power, which was far superior for cultivation by ghosts and other beings than absorbing ordinary Sun and Moon Essence.

Some Taoist Temples without resources for Qi Refinement even purchased them to refine qi, obtaining Seventh-rank Yin Moon True Qi.

The Moon Brick trade had already become the Xuanke Taoist Temple’s largest source of income, generating at least 250,000 Dharma Coins per year, attracting untold numbers of coveters.

If not for Song Lin’s formidable reputation, he likely wouldn’t have been able to safeguard this vast source of wealth.

The three men, learning of the Moon Brick’s capabilities, immediately brightened with excitement.

"Excellent! Let’s settle this—start with 8,000 pieces for me!"

Yang Ji decisively made the call.

Yang Ji wasn’t short on money; he was short on time.

Managing troops as Merit Officer took up a significant amount of his time, leaving him no opportunity to cultivate.

Spending money to buy time seemed like a worthy trade to him.

Soon, the group finalized their purchase contracts.

These three alone accounted for an annual share of 150,000 Moon Bricks.

This additional income of 150,000 Dharma Coins for the Taoist Temple would allow them to greatly enhance their resources moving forward.

Song Lin began considering whether to expand the number of the temple’s members and disciples.

Due to raised entry requirements, the number of Taoist disciples had always remained limited.

Of course, the lack of funding was also a contributing factor.

Currently, the temple had nearly 300,000 in annual surpluses.

The plan was to increase the number of Taoist disciples to at least 1,000, Qi Cultivation practitioners to 500, and Divine Establishment experts to 20.

This would create an overwhelming advantage over other Taoist Temples.

Other than Shanyin County, disciples could also be recruited from nearby Taoist Temples in areas like Yunze County that sought allegiance.

Consistently absorbing new talent was the only way to steadily build the temple’s strength.

"Mr. Song, I have pressing matters to attend to. I must now take my leave."

Yang Ji rose to bid farewell, while Po Jun and Xianlu also prepared to depart.

Song Lin escorted them all to the door.

"Travel safely, esteemed Taoists."

Watching the three fly off, Song Lin turned to head back and resume his seclusion.

"Please wait, fellow Taoist!"

Song Lin turned back and saw that it was Yang Ji.

Yang Ji, his single eye fixed intently, stepped forward and whispered, "Do you still remember Lu Mingyang?"

"Of course I do."

Song Lin had a deep impression of that individual.

After all, Lu Mingyang was the stepping stone Song Lin had once used to rise higher.

"Lu Mingyang was formerly the head of Capital Management in Tianling Jungle. Recently, he obtained the title of Taoist Master. He now wields considerable influence and is backed by a strong following. Be cautious moving forward," Yang Ji warned in a low tone.

Song Lin pondered for a moment before solemnly responding, "Thank you for the reminder."

After Yang Ji departed, Song Lin reverted to his usual poise.

"With too many debts to count, what’s the harm in offending one more?"

Since he was already at odds with the nearby Fire Cloud, gaining an enemy in Lu Mingyang hardly seemed consequential.

During this relatively peaceful period, he decided to use his free time to open a new world.

Inside the secret chamber, Song Lin sat cross-legged, his gaze fixed forward.

He did not open the new world right away.

First, he habitually considered his objectives and the rewards he sought.

A world of stories was no mere online game. It required both time and effort.

Though he had the Little Golden Altar Cave Heaven, Song Lin disliked wasting the potential of a new world.

"The upcoming goal is to expand influence, then learn new Taoist Skills to increase their variety. After all, no Heavenly Master could rely on just one Taoist Skill alone," Song Lin thought to himself.

Fire Cloud was likely still busy dealing with the aftermath of Chi Hai’s death, leaving neither the time nor the right opportunity to deal with him for now.

It was foreseeable that as Song Lin’s strength grew, their long-standing conflict would only intensify.

Eventually, it might culminate in a life-or-death confrontation similar to what happened with Chi Hai.

Chi Hai, having achieved Great Success in Core Formation, required the resources of Mei Mountain Blessed Land to make a breakthrough.

But Mei Mountain Blessed Land had become Fire Cloud’s personal territory, making their clash inevitable.

Song Lin reasoned that if he didn’t want to be isolated in the future, he would need to escalate their conflict into a rivalry between factions.

In summary, his immediate goals in the real world were to eliminate enemies and multiply allies.

At the same time, he needed to master more Taoist Skills to strengthen his abilities.

The Mountain Demon Temple, Five Ghosts Temple, and Yunze Temple all hosted disciples practicing at his Taoist Temple.

Beyond Water Techniques, Song Lin even authorized the teaching of certain sect-exclusive skills.

These included Qigong, Thunder Skill, and techniques related to Refining Rampant Soldiers.

Only partial teachings were offered, with the intent of cultivating individuals loyal to Xuanke Temple and cultivating dependents who would rely on him in their spiritual practices.

This cultivation of followers bore similarities to forming a dense jungle network.

He spared no cost in disseminating cultivation techniques for this purpose.

A single unified Taoist Temple was essentially an impossibility.

Historically, there had been attempts to consolidate all Taoist sects into one massive organization.

Yet within a century, such endeavors always collapsed, often from internal strife.

The diversity of Magic Veins, conflicting interests, and lack of a unified foundation made collaboration difficult. Leaders of each branch resisted subordination, clashed with peers, and defied superiors.

Who would willingly trade the autonomy of a regional vassal for the constraints of a middle-ranking official in a single sect?

Even the most formidable Heavenly Master could suppress dissent only temporarily; external threats would inevitably fracture the unity.

But this train of thought was wandering too far afield.

Inspired, Song Lin pulled out a brush, ink, and paper to outline detailed guidelines for the Three Refuges and Nine Precepts, along with criteria for selecting disciples and Taoist followers. Once finished, he summoned a Taoist disciple.

"Here, deliver this to the three temple masters."

The disciple departed, and Song Lin closed the door. He then proceeded to the great hall, where the Little Golden Altar Cave Heaven was stored, preparing to unlock a new world.

In the secret chamber of the grotto heaven, Song Lin summoned the Erlang God and Seven Great Saints, sealing the windows and doors with restrictions.

"Anyone who trespasses dies!" Song Lin declared with grim resolve.

Anyone entering under such circumstances was unquestionably harboring malicious intent.

Then, Song Lin drew a dagger and sliced open his palm, forcing out a drop of essence blood.

The essence blood floated mid-air rather than falling to the ground, forming a strange rune.

The rune glowed with a crimson light, illuminating the entire chamber.

The red glow on his face shifted, making his expression appear ominous and indecipherable.

The new world opening at the Core Formation Stage was bound to be vastly different.

Who knew how many wondrous spells awaited?

The Tao of Refining Soldiers had already matured, with the Mystical Character Jade Scripture providing a complete system. It now required only methodical cultivation and occasional attempts at deeper comprehension of new Mystical Characters.

With this free interval, Song Lin intended to delve into something new.

[The Fragrant Wind Guides to Daluo Heaven, Moon Earth Cloud Stairs to Greet the Cave Immortal]

[World]: Upper Immortal

[Thirty-Six Heavens]: Earth Immortal Realm.

[Time Flow Speed]: 1:1 Month.

[Descent]: Soul

[Category]: Central Plains Myth, Middle Ages Myth.

[System]: Confucian Haotian Five Emperors Divine System.

[Karma Effect Cycle]: None.

"Central Plains Myth?" Song Lin mused aloud.

It was his first encounter with this mythological system.

The Central Plains Myth was quite eclectic, with differing depictions of the Heavenly Emperor and Five Emperors lacking consensus.

The Confucians followed one set of beliefs, while Taoism adhered to another.

There were also distinctions between the Innate Five Emperors and the Acquired Five Emperors.

In some versions, the Heavenly Emperor was Haotian. In others, it was the Jade Emperor.

But the system here was specifically designated as the Confucian tradition.

"The world is named Upper Immortal? Could it be that story?"

Suddenly, a familiar tale surfaced in Song Lin’s mind.

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