Monster Chronicles: My Daoist Skill Comes from Mythology
Chapter 41 Innate True Spirit, Taiyin Golden Pupil (Seeking Further Reading)

Chapter 41: Chapter 41 Innate True Spirit, Taiyin Golden Pupil (Seeking Further Reading)

"Not bad, not bad."

The Tongshou Taoist praised repeatedly.

He had not expected that a pawn he casually placed back then would turn out to be so effective.

Though he had anticipated Song Lin would pass through the trials smoothly, he hadn’t foreseen this fellow not only killing Li Xuan but also defeating Chi Yang to secure the leader position in one fell swoop.

"How did you manage it?"

The Tongshou Taoist asked with curiosity.

"Nothing special—just catching them off guard."

"That’s true. At your level, there isn’t much difference between individuals."

The Tongshou Taoist swept his sleeve, and a serpent-like black smoke emerged.

It formed into a mass of dark clouds to support the two of them.

Whoosh!

The dark cloud soared upward, providing a panoramic view of the expansive Taoist Temple complex.

Only Taoists of the Tongshou’s level could fly above the Taoist Temple.

The Taoist Temple occupied nearly an entire urban district, with tens of thousands of Taoist disciples and servants combined, and Taoists moved back and forth above.

Outside the city lay slums and entertainment quarters — a juxtaposition of bustling Mortal World and the bizarre, mysterious Taoist Temple. frёewebnoѵēl.com

One world split into two separate realms.

Song Lin couldn’t help but feel a sense of melancholy.

In this world, Taoists were not as serene and uninvolved as those of his previous life. The Xuanke Temple occupied vast swaths of land and shops, and even half of Shanyin County’s tax revenue was handed over to Xuanke Temple.

The temple master was, in fact, the thousand-mile Marquis who governed the million-strong populace.

No wonder everyone aspired to become a Taoist.

Song Lin, currently just a Taoist disciple, faced restrictions on his movements. If he became a proper Taoist, gaining freedom to lodge outside and opportunities to perform duties externally,

he would experience what true privilege meant.

The Tongshou Taoist led him to an alchemy room shrouded in swirling flames.

"Everyone, get out!!" he bellowed.

The doors opened, revealing four sweat-drenched servants.

The distinction between servants and Taoist disciples lay in possession of the Child Talisman.

"Fire One, Fire Two... Fire Four. These four are Firework Warriors tasked with guarding the Pill Furnace. From today on, they are your subordinates."

"Greetings, Lord Dianzao. Greetings, Manager."

"Work in the alchemy room is relatively easy — all you need to do is deliver a fixed amount of pills each month," the Tongshou Taoist assessed Song Lin briefly and continued, "I recall the leader position comes with the reward of selecting a Taoist Skill. What did you choose?"

"Nine Yang Sword Talisman."

The Nine Yang Sword Talisman could transform into a talismanic sword; its power slightly surpassed the Three Yang Sword Talisman. What’s more, it was a one-time-use spell that could be redrawn after use.

"A pity. While the Nine Yang Sword Talisman is powerful, its strength varies greatly from one Yang to Nine Yang. You’d have been better off choosing the Five Metals Mysterious Qi Technique."

"The Five Metals Mysterious Qi Technique?"

"Indeed. It’s the cultivation technique I practice now. From low to high stages, it involves ingesting lead, iron, copper, silver, and gold. Upon reaching the highest level, you may gain the Undamaged Body. Perhaps you could become my apprentice..." It was then that the Tongshou Taoist revealed his true intent.

Song Lin looked at Tongshou’s eager demeanor and instinctively wanted to refuse.

As if sensing his thoughts, the Tongshou Taoist chuckled and said, "Young people still don’t understand the importance of power. Suit yourself."

After arranging matters, he commanded the dark cloud and departed, disappearing into the horizon.

Once Tongshou had left, Song Lin entered the alchemy room, where the heat and medicinal aroma pervaded the air.

He quickly familiarized himself with the workflow of the alchemy room.

The Firework Warriors were foreign slaves who worked tirelessly day and night while lodging and food were provided.

There were dozens of such alchemy rooms within the Taoist Temple — each was required to submit ten portions of powdered medicine and five Qi Nourishing Pills per month.

This workload might be heavy for other disciples, but for Song Lin, who excelled in alchemical techniques, it was relatively manageable.

He stayed for three days, producing this month’s quota before returning to his quarters to practice the Nine Yang Sword Talisman.

If he could craft the Three Yang Sword Talisman, it would possess a power equivalent to the Three Yang Fire Sword.

Over the next month, Song Lin focused entirely on cultivation — practicing fetal breath and Qi Cultivation by day, while honing the Nine Yang Sword Talisman at night. Eventually, he succeeded in crafting the Three Yang Sword Talisman.

The slowed flow of time in the Moon Cultivation World wasn’t without its perks.

When busy in reality, one could occasionally step into this world for training, even every two or three days.

Inside the Moon Cultivation World,

Song Lin — now an infant — had just consumed Laurel Water.

Boom!

Suddenly, a roaring explosion echoed through his mind.

A strand of Yin Attribute True Qi inexplicably emerged within his body.

This True Qi was generated by the Peace Qi Cultivation Song technique.

The appearance of this strand signified the state of Meditation.

Meanwhile, a moon-shaped mark materialized on the infant’s brow.

Upon witnessing this, the witch exclaimed: "Innate True Spirit! Innate True Spirit! Great Witch!"

The witch’s cries summoned the Great Witch, who arrived with a group of individuals. The crowd gathered around Song Lin, marveling and expressing awe.

Song Lin, utterly bewildered, listened for a long while before understanding the significance of the mark on his forehead.

It was the symbol of awakened abilities for those practicing Moon Cultivation.

Moon Cultivators didn’t rely on cultivation techniques; they subsisted on moonlight and Laurel Water. After reaching a certain age, they could awaken their abilities, signified by the mark on the brow.

Most people went their entire lives without awakening, and those who did acquired abilities that varied greatly.

An earlier awakening indicated greater talent — an infant awakening abilities, like Song Lin, was categorized as the highest talent, deemed an Innate True Spirit.

Information within Song Lin’s mind shifted, showing his new realm as Meditation and his Divine Skill as:

"Taiyin Golden Pupil!"