Monster Chronicles: My Daoist Skill Comes from Mythology
Chapter 54 Tianzhu Monk, Queen Mother White Ring (Seeking Followers)

Chapter 54: Chapter 54 Tianzhu Monk, Queen Mother White Ring (Seeking Followers)

Kunlun Mountain, Liangfeng Peak.

This is the highest point of Kunlun Mountain, said to be the dwelling place of the Queen Mother of the West.

Beneath the moonlight, Song Lin toyed with a Jade Ruyi.

This object, no larger than a palm, was engraved with ancient and rustic patterns. After a period of exploration, he had roughly figured out its usage.

It could transform into a massive fake mountain to crush enemies, weighing a staggering hundred thousand catties. He did not know what material it was made from.

If Wud Yun had this artifact, it would truly be difficult to deal with.

"It’s a pity that it is restrained by the Xuanhuang Talisman; only a Great Witch can wield the power of exotic treasures."

As he collected more exotic treasures, his power grew stronger—a process that started with difficulty but gradually became easier.

Unlike his predecessor, the Great Witch, who acted with casual predestination, he excelled at utilizing the strengths of the mortal realm and scanning the human world with the Taiyin Golden Pupil under the moonlight.

At this thought, the moon pattern between Song Lin’s brows glimmered, and a wooden raft appeared out of thin air.

He ascended to the Nine Heavens aboard the Moon Chariot.

Originally, he had come to Kunlun Mountain seeking the Queen Mother of the West, but now it seemed that he had been overthinking—this world’s Kunlun Mountain held no such being.

It would be better to return and focus on Qi Refinement.

Taixu Bright Mirror Year Twelve, 140 years in the Human World.

His Qi Refining Progress reached one-third, and the Door of Wonders breakthrough reached the Grand Circulation.

Taixu Bright Mirror Year Thirteen, 150 years in the Human World.

Emperor Ming Liu Zhuang heard rumors of an alien god in the West and dispatched physician Cai Yin and scholar-disciple Qin Jing to Tianzhu seeking truth.

In the Human World year 153, monks She Moteng and Zhum Falan, at the invitation of Eastern Han envoys, returned to Luoyang, the imperial capital, carrying Buddhist scriptures and statues on white horses. The monks conversed with the Emperor into the night, and the Emperor decreed the construction of Baima Temple in commemoration of these white horses bearing sacred texts.

From then on, the foreign religion of Tianzhu began spreading to the Central Plains.

They thought their plan well-hidden, but all of it was closely watched by the divine eyes above.

Taixu Bright Mirror Year Thirteen, 156 years in the Human World.

Zhang Fuheng entered Sichuan, traversing Beiping Mountain, Qingcheng Mountain, and other major peaks. There, he encountered Elder Huang Dao Liu Chong and Zhang Hee, using talismans and elixirs to heal people.

Imperial Palace.

Liu Zhuang was now a middle-aged man with streaks of white hair. After nearly twenty years on the throne, his governance in both civil and military matters was commendable.

Beneath the blade of the Han Army, he brokered submission agreements with the Southern Xiongnu, Qiang, and Wuhuan barbarians along the borders. The only remaining adversary was the Xiongnu far off in the Northern Desert.

Within the grand hall, two high-nosed, deep-eyed foreign monks from the Western Region sat before Liu Zhuang.

Servants presented treasures before Liu Zhuang.

One was a palm-sized White Ring, and the other, an iron hook shimmering with metallic luster.

"What are these objects?" Liu Zhuang asked curiously.

"This is the Queen Mother White Ring, capable of summoning the Kai Ming Beast; with it in hand, the Emperor can subjugate foreign realms to submission."

"This is the Silkworm Hook, able to ascend to the Nine Heavens and harvest the Celestial Immortal’s silkworms."

The two foreign monks explained. Upon seeing such extraordinary treasures, Liu Zhuang could not put them down.

At this moment, a dignified woman approached Liu Zhuang.

It was Lady Qin, his consort. frёewebηovel.cѳm

She was also the third-generation Mountain Master of Pure Moon Mountain.

"My lady, you’re here? Look at these divine items—can they be used against the Taixu Immortal?"

Ten years ago, Yin Lihua had succumbed to an old injury. During her time, although she worked toward royal centralization, she never entertained the thought of opposing the Door of Wonders.

Instead, she would chastise Liu Zhuang’s irreverence.

After Yin Lihua’s death, these younger generations, who had never seen the Big Meteorite Technique, naturally assumed the so-called Taixu Immortal was undeserving of the name and merely a misinterpretation by the world.

Especially after meeting the two monks and gaining their support, Liu Zhuang’s confidence swelled further.

Upon seeing the treasures, Lady Qin’s eyes immediately lit up and she said, "Indeed, it is precisely these items."

These were the treasures that the Taixu Immortal had tasked them with finding. Upon seeing them today, they were indeed extraordinary.

"If we can gather all thirteen artifacts, we will surely pacify the realm," Lady Qin remarked.

Indeed, their plan was to keep the treasures for themselves.

With the aid of the royal family, Pure Moon Mountain had developed considerably over the years, producing many formidable figures.

Several of the first-generation elders had broken through to the Grand Circulation, and combined with the two monks of the Primordial Realm, their strength rivaled that of the Door of Wonders.

"Your Majesty, let us lay a covert trap to bait the Door of Wonders and the Taixu Immortal here, and then eliminate them all in one stroke. What say you?"

"But they are large in numbers..." Liu Zhuang hesitated.

"No matter; we have even more people." With that, Zhum Falan pulled a ruby-like object from his sleeve.

"This is the Western Poison Snake Dragon Eye, capable of emitting toxic rays—any living entity it touches will dissolve into pus."

"Excellent. Tomorrow, I shall issue the decree."

"No need!"

Suddenly, silver moonlight filled the vast hall.

Song Lin, with fiery horns and black hair, descended accompanied by Ju Wuba.

Behind him stood twelve Rampant Soldiers with blazing horns, enhanced versions created through the Refining Soul Technique.

"Moon Cultivator?"

Zhum Falan’s face turned pale with fear, his body rapidly expanding into a towering figure with a horse’s head, standing over two zhang tall.

The monk behind him transformed into a demon horse clad in green armor.

The horse-headed figure spat out a mouthful of black smoke.

Crash!

The scene shifted: the magnificent palace transformed into an endless yellow desert.

Ju Wuba stood beside Song Lin, gripping two massive Primordial Hammers, his expression tense.

"Don’t be nervous!"

Song Lin remained calm.

Crash!

Suddenly, the soil ahead split open, revealing a massive multi-headed cobra—none other than the Naga, a demonic creature from Tianzhu.

"Evade!"

Song Lin shouted softly.

Ju Wuba quickly scrambled down, attempting to dodge the cobra’s attack.

"Not that!"

In his transformed state, Song Lin now stood half a head taller than Ju Wuba, effortlessly grabbing Ju Wuba by the collar. Without even glancing at the cobra, he raised the Bone-shining Mirror with his left hand and aimed it at the void.

Shua!

A crimson beam struck the mirror, reflecting straight back.

"Ah!"

A heart-wrenching scream echoed.

The desert and cobra receded like a tide, returning to the original grand hall.

The green-armored heavenly horse dissolved into pus, and Zhum Falan had his right arm corroded by the reflected poisonous beam.

Song Lin’s pupils transformed into a faint blue hue—indeed, the Taiyin Golden Pupil had seen through the illusion realm.

Zhum Falan, shocked, hurriedly summoned two artifacts, only to have them struck down by the Xuanhuang Talisman the next moment.

"You—you’re the Great Witch? Impossible! Why would the Great Witch descend to the mortal realm!"

"Weren’t you always focusing on moon cultivation?"

"Your intelligence is too outdated," Song Lin chuckled.

The moment those words fell, the Jade Ruyi smashed down heavily.

Boom!

Zhum Falan was reduced to a bloody pulp—another wizard slain, leaving five remaining.

They hadn’t anticipated him possessing the Taiyin Golden Pupil; otherwise, their defeat would not have been so disastrous.

After this, this group would likely hide even deeper.

Song Lin retrieved two more exotic treasures.

Now, he held five in total, bringing karma to two-fifths completion.

"Where do you think you’re going!"

Elsewhere, Ju Wuba smashed Lady Qin into minced flesh with his hammer, while the twelve Rampant Soldiers eliminated Pure Moon Mountain’s disciples and guards, before finally seizing Liu Zhuang.

With disheveled hair, Liu Zhuang remained calm, declaring: "I am the Emperor. You vile demons and heretics, sowing chaos in the empire—you will face divine retribution in the days to come!"

"Us, sowing chaos? Where were you when we used medicine and talismans to save the people? You emperors, driven by personal ambition, oppressing all beings—collaborating with foreign monks and barbarians to consolidate your rule. Who, then, are the true instigators of disorder?"

Ju Wuba was so furious, even his nose seemed crooked.

He remembered the Five Ridges incident: in an effort to weaken the Door of Wonders, the court hadn’t sent a single soldier, leaving all responsibilities to himself. Yet in the end, the Emperor reaped all the glory.

Song Lin refrained from arguing, instead reflecting—had he perhaps been too trusting of history?

Perhaps this world had no Eastern Han at all but was an entirely different dynasty.

Perhaps Liu Xiu had perished at the Battle of Kunyang, and the New Dynasty had ruled for three hundred years.

And perhaps, there was no such thing as altering history.

Existing in this era, his actions were the creation of history.

With this realization, Song Lin extended his finger and pointed—Liu Zhuang perished.

18th year of Yongping: the Emperor passed away, posthumously titled Emperor Xiaoming. That night, Baima Temple was engulfed in flames, the foreign monks dead, and all scriptures destroyed.

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