Monster Chronicles: My Daoist Skill Comes from Mythology
Chapter 49 Qiuci Ancient Immortal, Yellow Emperor’s Story

Chapter 49: Chapter 49 Qiuci Ancient Immortal, Yellow Emperor’s Story

Inside the camp.

Liu Xiu was just about to sleep when he saw the room fill with light, and a Taoist walked in slowly.

Seeing the Taoist, Liu Xiu saluted, saying, "Greetings to the Immortal!"

"The meteor that descended earlier must have been your handiwork. Such great power is more than enough to reshape heavens and earth."

"Now, do you believe it?" Song Lin smiled, then took out a jade scroll from the Qiankun Cloth Bag. "Take this object to Pure Moon Mountain and explain your purpose. There will surely be someone to assist you."

The world is full of demons and monsters. If one desires to contend for the throne, support from Abnormal Soldiers is essential.

"From now on, secretly order your people to investigate the whereabouts of the Exotic Treasures. Listen closely—the second treasure is the Jade Chicken, the third is the Valley Wall, the fourth is the Queen Mother White Ring, the fifth is the Green Treasure..."

Exotic Treasures were passed down from the Taixu Bright Mirror. As the Great Witch, my mind also holds knowledge concerning them.

Each Exotic Treasure possesses unique abilities, though this particular aspect Song Lin is unaware of.

He carries two Exotic Treasures; there’s no need to mention the thirteenth treasure, the Moon-piercing Raft.

The first treasure, the Xuanhuang Talisman, also remains enigmatic. It is said to dispel mortal epidemics and wicked forces; yet after extensive research, no apparent ability was discovered.

Very quickly, Song Lin relayed all the information, recording everything on paper.

Liu Xiu took the record and swore, "As long as a single descendant of the Liu Family survives, we shall never forget the Immortal’s trust!"

Liu Xiu was someone who always repaid kindness. Not for Song Lin’s promise, but for the mere grace of saving him, he was willing to face even the fires of hell.

"It’s not nearly that serious. You’re just looking for objects, that’s all. Remember—search secretly. Don’t make a public spectacle of it."

"Understood." Liu Xiu suddenly thought of something and asked, "May I ask the Immortal’s name?"

"Song Lin by surname and name, Taoist title Taixu Immortal."

After speaking, the dark clouds dispersed, and the bright moon hung high.

Song Lin rode the Moon-piercing Raft and vanished into the horizon.

Not long after, Song Lin arrived in Shouchun County, where he taught the alchemical methods for Simple Yellow and White Skill, Hidden Dragon Breath Emission Powder, Poria Calamus Powder, Mica Ganoderma Pill, and Jiachen Yang Qi Pill.

He also instructed everyone to research further pill recipes.

The art of alchemy was profoundly intricate. Simple Yellow and White Skill resembled a shortcut technique—it revealed its effects but not its principles.

Through this approach, one could at best refine top-grade spiritual pills, but transitioning to higher-grade pill recipes seemed utterly inadequate.

Before departing, Song Lin likewise provided information on the Exotic Treasures. Then, taking advantage of pre-dawn darkness, he set off in the direction of Chang’an.

The Moon-piercing Raft was indeed fast, but its limitations were equally significant. It could only be used at night under moonlight; during the day, it was nothing more than a broken wooden raft.

Chang’an City, Weiyang Palace.

Wang Mang was awoken late at night.

A green-skinned Yaksha knelt before him.

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"What happened?"

"The army has been utterly annihilated!! All dead!"

Wang Mang immediately stood up, incredulous:

"What? Do you even know what you’re saying? Forty thousand men—forty thousand pigs couldn’t even be slaughtered that quickly! And you’re telling me they failed?"

"Your Majesty, it’s true."

Wang Mang didn’t even bother wearing shoes as he rushed out of the palace.

"Your Majesty, it’s cold outside..."

"Get lost!!"

He arrived at the grand hall and knelt before the Immortal’s painting.

"Immortal, grave news! The army has been defeated!!"

The Immortal in the painting, wielding a Jade Ruyi and Vajra Sword in his left hand, radiated brilliant golden light.

The golden light illuminated the entire palace, forcing Wang Mang to shut his eyes.

When the light dissipated, a two-zhang-wide cloud of darkness materialized before him.

The pitch-black cloud moved slowly, vaguely taking on a humanoid shape, its interior glowing with treasure light.

"The army was defeated? Were the Exotic Treasures found?"

"No, they weren’t. I humbly beseech the Immortal to intervene. Once I unify the world, I’ll certainly uncover the whereabouts of the treasures."

Wang Mang knew this was his leverage.

Had it not been for his mission to locate five Exotic Treasures, the Immortal would have surely abandoned him long ago.

"Hmm? You think this seat needs you? I’ve supported you for decades, yet you’ve not even found a single clue. Useless! Why should I keep you alive?"

A deep male voice rumbled from within the cloud.

Whoosh!

A beam of dark light shot out from the cloud, aiming straight for Wang Mang’s face.

"Immortal, spare me!! Give me one more chance!" Wang Mang was drenched in cold sweat.

The dark light halted.

"Fine. I’ll spare your life one last time. Who obstructed you? I shall personally eliminate them. This is your final opportunity."

"Liu Xiu! Liu Xiu defeated the forty-thousand-strong army. If we kill him, we can..."

Boom!

Before he could finish speaking, an ear-piercing sound rang out. Golden light exploded, collapsing the hall.

"Hmm?"

The Taoist formed from the cloud let out a faint murmur. A pitch-black water curtain materialized, blocking falling debris and golden light.

As the smoke cleared, a Taoist appeared mid-air above the two figures.

The Taoist stood atop a three-zhang-long Red Dragon, flames coiled around his arms, and a Three Yang Fire Sword hovered beside him.

Song Lin stared at the cloud-shaped Taoist below.

This figure of pure black mist emitted an overwhelming sense of danger.

"Fifteen years ago, the demon behind the Heavenly Dog Eating the Moon—what connection does it have with you all?" Song Lin asked.

"And if it is our doing? What business is it of yours, little brat, hmm? A Moon Cultivator?"

Whoosh!

Upon spotting the moon pattern on Song Lin’s forehead, the cloud Taoist attacked instantly. A Vajra Sword emerged from the void, aiming straight at Song Lin’s brow.

"So it was you all!"

Song Lin’s heart stirred, and the Three Yang Fire Sword clashed with the Vajra Sword, emitting the sound of metal striking metal.

Two tongues of flame surged toward the cloud.

The cloud Taoist likewise sent out two columns of dark water.

The water extinguished the flames and continued to press forward.

Song Lin’s eyes turned pale green. Under the Taiyin Golden Pupil, everything slowed immensely, revealing weaknesses.

He shifted his body slightly to dodge the attack.

Clang clang clang!

The two figures darted back and forth under the moonlight.

The two flying swords collided more than ten times in a single breath, their Sword Qi and flames tearing through the surroundings. Palace buildings crumbled, sending courtiers fleeing in all directions.

Meanwhile, the Green Forest Army advanced toward Chang’an City, with Wang Mang nowhere to be found.

The two exchanged blows dozens of times.

Boom!

A torrent of black water, carrying immense power, rushed down. Song Lin dodged once more, but the water destroyed houses in its wake.

"How strong!!" Song Lin thought silently.

Not only were the spells strong, but the Vajra Sword was formidable. If not for the augmentation from the Heavenly Lady City Breaking Skill, the Three Yang Sword Talisman would’ve already been damaged.

Even more terrifying was the opponent’s Water Technique—it was practically divine. Could it be that he integrated water properties into his True Qi?

Song Lin’s cultivation in this realm was at Grand Circulation (equivalent to the Qi Refining Realm, not yet refined True Qi). This opponent undoubtedly exceeded Grand Circulation, possibly reaching the legendary Primordial Realm.

According to Pure Moon Mountain’s theory, the Primordial Realm involves simultaneously absorbing Sun Essence and Moonlight, potentially equivalent to refining True Qi.

Realizing this, Song Lin entertained retreating thoughts. The future was long—he’d return to kill this foe after attaining the Primordial Realm.

Bang!

Yet another water flow assaulted him.

Song Lin narrowly evaded.

Suddenly, he sensed a suffocating pressure around him.

Looking up, he saw a massive Jade Ruyi looming overhead.

"An Exotic Treasure?"

"Haha, remnants of the Moon Cult! You gatekeepers are finally going to die once and for all, aren’t you?" The cloud Taoist laughed.

The Jade Ruyi, as large as a house, descended with tremendous force.

It seemed inescapable.

At that moment, the moon pattern on Song Lin’s forehead emitted dazzling light.

A jade-yellow plaque materialized in the void, bearing Song Lin’s name.

As soon as this object appeared, the Jade Ruyi shrank dramatically, trembling intensely before slowly pausing beside the Xuanhuang Talisman.

"The Xuanhuang Talisman? Impossible! Wasn’t this artifact lost to the mortal realm long ago?"

The sight of the Jade Ruyi being drawn toward the Xuanhuang Talisman sent the cloud Taoist into a frenzy. He rushed to the talisman and grabbed the Jade Ruyi, as though it were his lifeline.

Seizing the opportunity, Song Lin unleashed a tongue of flame.

The flame penetrated the cloud and exploded.

"Ah! Curse you!!"

The cloud mist spewed fire, nearly losing its shape, but it still clung to the Jade Ruyi and escaped toward the horizon as a streak of cloud-light.

"The Xuanhuang Talisman..." Song Lin gazed at the floating talisman in the void.

Other Exotic Treasures have unique Divine Skills, but the talisman’s capability is suppression of other treasures—thus, its power to "dispel mortal epidemics and wicked forces."

Song Lin rummaged through the rubble and dragged out Wang Mang.

"Who is that person? What’s their background? Tell me everything, quickly!"

"When I was young, I traveled the world and passed through the ancient Qiuci city in the Western Region. In a cave, I discovered an ancient mural. Beneath the mural lay a Jade Ruyi, from which the Immortal emerged. He identified himself as Wud Yun, a Qingyun Ancient Immortal."

"Where exactly? What else was depicted on the mural?"

Wang Mang, being a Great Scholar, had studied the murals over the years.

To save his life, he revealed everything he knew.

"The mural tells a story. In the era of the Yellow Emperor, there was a Heavenly God named Yayu. Yayu had the face of a man and the body of a dragon. ’Wei’ incited ’Er Fu’ to kill Yayu. The Yellow Emperor was enraged, punishing Wei and Er Fu, and ordered Yayu to be carried to Kunlun Mountain..."

"And then?" Song Lin asked.

"That’s all. The later parts of the mural remain undeciphered."

Wang Mang knew nothing else about the cloud Immortal and thought of him merely as a wish-granting entity.

"Die!"

Song Lin decapitated him with a single stroke and then flew toward Qiuci.

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