Monster Chronicles: My Daoist Skill Comes from Mythology
Chapter 214 - 199: The Spread of Taoist Teachings, the Initial Formation of the Donghua Alliance.

Chapter 214: Chapter 199: The Spread of Taoist Teachings, the Initial Formation of the Donghua Alliance.

"Thunder Division, step forward and receive the talisman!"

Twelve disciples stepped forward, their expressions solemn as they focused on him.

"Li Jin, bestowed the Grand Commissioner Talisman, Secondary Ninth Rank Spirit Official - Qi Eater!"

A young Taoist stepped forward, performed a respectful salute, and then reverently received the talisman.

"Zhu Ming! ..."

Song Lin proceeded to bestow the talismans to the disciples one by one.

The Taoist leaders nearby observed the ceremony with increasingly serious expressions.

The strength of Xuanke Temple was truly extraordinary.

Each of these young Taoists exuded a rich essence of thunder energy, gleaming like a sword honed to a razor edge.

Could it be that Xuanke Temple had discovered a source of Thunder Attribute True Qi for cultivation?

Judging by the aura of these disciples, their combat capabilities were undoubtedly formidable, akin to being the backbone of any Taoist temple they belonged to.

The crowd’s perception of Xuanke Temple’s strength shifted significantly.

Xuanke Temple not only had powerful Rampant Soldiers but also impressive Thunder Skills.

What they didn’t know was that Song Lin himself didn’t possess Thunder Attribute True Qi.

The thunder essence these disciples carried was cultivated through Thunder Skill training on their Path of Cultivation.

Before long, the twelve disciples of the Thunder Division finished receiving their talismans.

Non-cultivating disciples were entirely unqualified to participate in the talisman-bestowing ceremony personally hosted by Song Lin.

For this ceremony, Song Lin even had disciples who had received talismans three months earlier receive them again.

The primary purpose was simply to display greater numbers, with no real impact on the temple—it was merely a matter of retrieving their older talismans and bestowing new ones in return.

Shortly thereafter, the Thunder Division’s talisman ceremony concluded.

The temple masters sipped their Moon Brick Jade Flake Wine, quietly conversing among themselves.

This ceremony had thoroughly changed their impression of Xuanke Temple.

Previously, they had believed Xuanke Temple had promising potential, that its strength would merely grow over time, but not yet.

No one had expected Xuanke Temple’s strength to already be unrivaled.

One Core Formation Temple Master, twelve Divine Establishment Masters, and over a hundred Qi Cultivating Taoists.

Even the combined forces of ten smaller Taoist temples could not compare to Xuanke Temple alone.

From the venue’s opulent arrangement, it was evident that Xuanke Temple possessed substantial financial resources.

Recently, many temples struggling with resources due to the suspension of benefits began eyeing Song Lin with newfound fervor.

Taoists need food, drink, and cultivation resources; lacking them is absolutely untenable. Collaboration with Xuanke Temple seemed an increasingly viable option.

Huoyun found this somewhat surprising.

How could that man possess so many spiritual vein methods?

Was it sheer luck? Or purely exceptional talent?

If it were talent, then such aptitude was absurdly excessive.

It wasn’t just his cultivation progress being rapid—his comprehension of Taoist skills was alarming in its brilliance.

Huoyun could not believe in the existence of such a genius.

He was more inclined to suspect that Song Lin had encountered some kind of fortuitous opportunity, which allowed him to advance so swiftly.

Huoyun had even investigated Xuanke Temple’s procurement records in the Ghost Market—some items, curiously, had never been purchased yet appeared within Xuanke Temple.

This was conclusive proof of Song Lin’s elusive encounters.

Capital punishment might be avoided, but accountability could not—Song Lin would have to reveal everything sooner or later.

What Huoyun didn’t know was that Song Lin had secured those resources during a Blessing Ceremony transaction.

"Divine Medium Immortal Skill Vein, step forward!"

Song Lin commanded in a low voice.

Soon, Shi Yinhua led seven Qi Cultivating Taoists and twelve Fetal Breathing Taoist disciples forward.

Behind them were three white-robed women and two handsome men.

Aside from Huu Fei and Xiao Qi, the rest were newly transformed white foxes.

"This is my custom creation, the Divine Medium Immortal Skill Vein. Humans can borrow the fox clan’s strength for dueling, while fox spirits can utilize human power for cultivation."

Song Lin explained to the crowd.

He subsequently asked one disciple to demonstrate.

The chosen disciple was a newly transitioned Fetal Breathing Taoist.

Before the dharma altar, the disciple stood, forming a sword seal with his fingers and muttering incantations under his breath.

"Clear heavens, tranquil earth, eternal preservation of longevity, Immortal spells, manifest quickly! Command!!"

Upon finishing his chant, the disciple pointed toward the open ground outside the dharma tent!

Swoosh!

A flash of light flared from his fingertip, forming a ghostly flame the size of a person’s head.

Boom!

The Netherworld Fireball struck the ground, creating a pit two zhang wide.

After the spell was unleashed.

"What kind of spiritual vein is this? How can a Fetal Breathing Taoist exert the cultivation of Qi Cultivation?"

"Is this the Divine Medium Immortal Skill Vein? Seems like Xuanke Temple will dominate the Three Passes Leadership from now on."

"Interesting!"

Some among the crowd deduced its principles and began explaining to those around them.

In truth, it was not the disciple’s inherent ability, but rather a reliance on external power, akin to the Divine Strike technique.

Unlike Divine Strike, however, it did not require an establishment of temples or the offering of incense; it merely required the sacrifice of one’s own essence and Qi.

Nonetheless, it bore an uncanny resemblance to Divine Strike.

"Cough, cough!"

Huoyun lightly cleared his throat, his gaze sweeping toward the demon foxes.

They trembled under his stare, as if caught in the eyes of a mysterious predator.

Only after a long pause did Huoyun withdraw his gaze, shifting his attention to Song Lin as he queried: "How do you propose to ensure that these fox spirits won’t harm humans? If they brazenly consume human essence and Qi, would that not invite disaster into your home?"

"Indeed! Humans and demons tread different paths, Master Song must remain vigilant at all costs!" Capital Management Master Bai Hao interjected sarcastically.

"Master Song seems rather at ease with the demon clan. During the last Dragon Abyss Conference, wasn’t it Xuanke Temple that emerged unscathed? Is there a hidden story to that, I wonder?"

The Capital Institute lecturer chimed in.

Their remarks prompted the surrounding crowd to look at Song Lin differently.

The last Dragon Abyss Conference had seen devastating losses for most parties. Should anyone prove a connection with the demon clan, collective outrage would ensue.

Song Lin slowly approached, his eyes locking onto the one who spoke, saying:

"If you have evidence, present it. If you don’t, stop spreading slander behind my back. If you’ve been instructed or simply dislike me, then draw a line in the dirt—we’ll settle this in a life-and-death duel! Agreed?"

His words were brazen and commanding, immediately proposing a mortal duel, utterly disregarding Master Huoyun’s status.

Even the least perceptive in the crowd could see the tensions between Huoyun and Song Lin.

Some marveled at Song Lin’s audacity, believing him unafraid of following the path of failure like Chi Hai; others speculated that Song Lin must have a formidable background to stand unbent before a Taoist leader like Huoyun.

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