Monster Chronicles: My Daoist Skill Comes from Mythology
Chapter 95: Nuogao World, Qiuci Great Witch

Chapter 95: Chapter 95: Nuogao World, Qiuci Great Witch

The Jade Talisman from the Blessing Meeting transmitted a fluctuation.

Song Lin frowned and took the object out from the Qiankun Cloth Bag.

With a shift in his thoughts, his mind entered the world of the Blessing Meeting.

A man wearing a ghost-face mask had been waiting for a long time.

"Fellow Taoist, the knowledge on Divine Establishment and the records of lectures from the Great Heavenly Masters that you wanted."

The man’s name was Heavenly Ghost, and the items Song Lin brought for trade were pill recipes from Otherworld, which were relatively obscure. Of course, he had never used these recipes himself.

"Do you want me to transmit the physical items directly to you?" Heavenly Ghost asked.

"Transmit them to me? You mean physical items can be transmitted here?"

"Of course. We’ve all practiced the Void Capturing Technique, which allows the transmission of physical objects. This is a benefit bestowed upon us by the Heavenly Venerate."

The speaker was the Fire God, who held out a jade scroll.

Song Lin thought for a moment before exchanging for a copy, then recorded the insights on Divine Establishment from Heavenly Ghost. He would study the Void Capturing Technique at a later time.

His consciousness returned to the secret chamber.

Song Lin recalled the knowledge recorded in his mind.

The energy absorbed during the Divine Establishment Period differs from that in the Qi Refinement Realm.

The heavens are pure while the earth is impure; the qi absorbed during the Qi Refinement Realm is all impure qi. The soul is inherently delicate and cannot endure the corruption of impure qi, so pure qi is generally absorbed.

Pure qi is usually found in the heavens and is also divided into nine grades.

The Mei Mountain Jungle has official Sixth-grade Cloud Mist Clear Qi. Of course, most people choose to venture out in search of their own opportunities.

Generally, the higher the quality of energy used for Refining Qi and Spirit Stabilizing, the easier it will be for Foundation Establishment Breakthroughs later.

"The Peace Calming God Method has also been acquired, along with the knowledge. It’s time to start exploring a new world," Song Lin thought to himself.

If one wishes to master their own destiny, they must become stronger.

Song Lin slit his palm and summoned the Monster Chronicles.

Fresh blood formed three bloody characters: Nuogao Record.

[Eight steeds cover thirty thousand miles in a day; why does Emperor Muu fail to return?]

[World]: Nuogao (pronounced Nuo-Gao) Record

[Thirty-Six Heavens]: Four Heavenly Kings Heaven, Mortal World

[Time Flow Speed]: One equals fifty years, one equals one month.

[Descent]: Soul

[Types]: Western Kunlun Mythology, Buddhist Mythology, Eastern Penglai Mythology.

[System]: Buddhist Divine System, Penglai Divine System

[Karma Effect Cycle]: None

Song Lin’s thoughts shifted.

A dizzying sensation assaulted him.

When he opened his eyes, what lay before him was an endless desert wasteland.

Rolling yellow sand, scorching heat.

Song Lin swept across with his divine thought, finding himself in a foreign outfit—long robes with narrow sleeves adorned with gemstones scattered across his clothing. But how could they just be rocks? Was he a statue?

At the same time, a panel appeared before him.

Name: Song Lin

Cultivation Level: Divine Establishment Period

Taoist Realm: Forty Years

Divine Skills: "Guang Chengzi’s Qi Gong," "Taiyin Secret Technique," "Temple Taoist Skill," "Peace Xuanke Refining True Qi Technique"...

Enhancements: [Moon Cultivation Great Witch][Temple Blessing]

Items: Temple Emperor Seal, Cassia Tree, Taiyin Bone Mirror, Red Umbrella, Heavenly Demon Stomach, Nine Yang Sword Talisman...

The panel now included a category titled "Enhancements," which Song Lin himself had set; enhancements represented all passive spells.

"I’ve actually arrived with cultivation intact."

Song Lin remarked in amazement.

Behind him was an oasis with a clear pond at its center. Cows and sheep drank from the edges of the pond.

A stream formed by the outflow of the cold pond meandered toward a nearby towering city.

At the moment he glimpsed the grand city, memories flooded his mind.

"Moon Cultivation Great Witch!"

Because this world contained Kunlun Mythology, the enhancement of Moon Cultivation Great Witch had automatically activated, granting him the identity of the Kunlun Divine System.

In this lifetime, his identity was also named Song Lin, a deity long worshipped by the Qiuci nation who safeguarded the thousand-year-old exotic treasure known as Buzhu Spring.

Buzhu Spring was an inexhaustible water source, the foundation sustaining the livelihood of eighty thousand people in Qiuci.

Thud, thud, thud!

Just then, the sound of hoofbeats was heard from afar.

A group of soldiers approached in the distance.

The soldiers were clad in chainmail, with fabric wrapped around their heads and light veils covering their faces.

Leading them was a young general. Though he had a prominent beard like the deep-featured Qiuci soldiers, he bore the face of a Central Plains man.

They were soldiers tasked with guarding the spring.

Crunch, crunch!

As they passed by Song Lin’s statue, the statue suddenly cracked open, revealing Song Lin’s original form.

"Great Witch!"

The bearded general was initially startled, but upon seeing Song Lin, he immediately dropped to his knees and shouted.

"Greetings, Great Witch! Have you descended to avenge the late king?"

"Hmm? Who are you?" Song Lin asked in confusion.

"I am Bai Zheluo. My ancestor Bai Baili was appointed as King of Qiuci by the Han Emperor. That was over three hundred years ago."

Bai Zheluo was actually a Han man. During Ban Chao’s time, he had used the tactics of usurping nests to install Han people as kings of Qiuci’s key strongholds.

In Bai Zheluo’s grandfather’s time, ministers staged a rebellion and seized the throne, relegating the young members of the royal family to guard the spring.

"I see." Song Lin thought of refusing outright; he had no intention of taking this man’s side to help a former regime regain its throne.

Then Bai Zheluo added, "Since the upstart rebel took the throne, he destroyed your temple, Great Witch, and switched to worshiping bald donkeys instead."

This was intolerable. Song Lin despised monks the most, especially those who stole his business.

"How many soldiers does Qiuci have?"

"Twenty thousand!"

For a population of eighty thousand, Qiuci having twenty thousand soldiers was truly a case of military excess.

"And you?" Song Lin asked.

"Six steeds and twelve soldiers."

Speechless, Song Lin thought to himself, not even enough horses. Now he understood why the rebels hadn’t eliminated them entirely—they weren’t worth the effort of extermination. Six steeds and twelve soldiers wouldn’t even make a dent in the enemy’s defenses, not enough to risk public condemnation.

"Fine, I’ll take you there first."

Whoosh!

Song Lin unleashed a stream of crimson True Qi. The True Qi swept everyone into the air as he stepped on a ten-foot Red Dragon, vanishing from sight.

Qiuci City.

This city connected the Han lands to the Western Region and was the most prosperous locale in the region.

The streets were teeming with people, bustling under the blazing sun.

Laborers carried loads atop their heads, drenched in sweat, walking under the scorching heat.

Girls with fair skin covered their faces with light veils, jingling earrings dangling as they wore tight clothing that exposed their navels.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, wild winds took over the sky, bringing torrential rain.

The fierce wind knocked pedestrians off balance, while the rain flooded the streets, causing buildings to collapse.

The news quickly reached the Qiuci King.

In the city’s central dome-shaped golden hall, a middle-aged man dressed in white with upward turned eight-shaped mustaches watched dancers perform while the sound of the huqin filled the air.

This was the King of Qiuci, Azhu’er, a hero born with divine strength.

Ten years prior, the wealth of Qiuci disappeared mysteriously. When questioned, the prince who had attained the Buddha Fruit said, "It was the dragon. The dragon dwells in the North Mountain and is currently asleep."

Azhu’er personally carried his sword to investigate. As expected, he discovered a giant dragon ten feet long sleeping atop piles of gold and jewels in the North Mountain. He raised his sword to kill but reconsidered: "If I kill a sleeping dragon, who will know of my divine power?"

Instead, Azhu’er woke the dragon by force and fought it in brutal combat. The dragon, fearful of his divine strength, pleaded, "Do not kill me. I will serve you and follow your command."

This story alone showed the King’s ferocity.

At that moment, a subordinate reported.

"The prince said this is Central Plains sorcery, that a demon is in the city."

"Bring the dragon!" Azhu’er shouted.

His men went down to the basement. Soon, hissing noises echoed.

From the depths of the palace emerged a massive cobra.

The dancers screamed and fled in all directions, only to be swallowed whole by the cobra.

This was what the Western Region called a dragon, known in Buddhism as Naga.

Azhu’er rode atop the cobra’s head. One man and one dragon strode out of the palace.

Indeed, in the clouds above, a demonic Taoist riding a Red Dragon could be seen.

Azhu’er yelled, "Central Plains demon! Dare you come down and fight?"

With that, Azhu’er leaped off the cobra’s head and grabbed a nearby pillar, uprooting it and hurling it skyward.

"Mere brute force!"

Song Lin sneered and waved his hand. The Nine Yang Sword Talisman flashed, shattering the pillar into fragments.

The cobra hissed and spat a spray of black venom.

Before the venom could reach the sky, it was dispersed by the wind.

Song Lin descended rapidly to the cobra’s side, stabbing his sword through its head.

Boom!

Lightning split the air, striking Azhu’er squarely in the chest.

Even with a gaping hole in his chest, the robust warrior was still alive, crawling back in fear.

"Do you remember me?" Song Lin crouched down with a smile.

Azhu’er suddenly panicked, shouting, "Great Witch!! The prophecy has come true! Prince! The Great Witch is here!"

Before his ancestors usurped the throne, King Bai had issued a curse, vowing that one day the Great Witch would annihilate their lineage.

Unexpectedly, it was coming true now.

"Infinite Buddha! Oh, noble one, your mana is vast! Would you serve as my protector before my throne?"

A voice intoned a Buddhist chant behind Song Lin as a colossal handprint descended.

Song Lin turned sharply, his body encased in Moonlight Glaze, appearing majestic and serene, with his brow adorned by the sacred Moon Cultivation Pattern.

"Protector? Are you even qualified?"

Boom!

The mana-formed handprint struck the Moonlight Glaze Body, only to shatter into pieces upon impact.

The attacker was a short-haired monk of youthful appearance.

Upon seeing Song Lin, the monk’s expression switched from calm composure to outright shock: "Kunlun deity? Someone of Anagami-level Small Vehicle Buddha Fruit? Impossible!"

"Small what Anagami?" Song Lin muttered, perplexed, before blasting him with a bolt of lightning.

Meanwhile, Erlang God and Bai Zheluo led the Rampant Soldiers to execute Azhu’er.

Bai Zheluo presented the bloody head, prostrating before Song Lin in reverence: "Great Witch, the descendants of the Bai clan are willing to worship you for generations."

"Fine. Start by tearing down the Buddhist temple; those idlers accomplish nothing."

With the backing of the Rampant Soldiers and the Bai family’s legitimacy, Bai Zheluo quickly solidified his position as king.

Rumors of a cultivator riding a Red Dragon, slaying Azhu’er and the evil monk, and assisting in restoring rightful rule were soon quietly spread by merchants.

In Qi and Lu territory, by the East Sea.

An old man with white hair heard of the news, stood trembling, gazing into the distance with tearful eyes. He exclaimed with excitement, "Red Dragon! Red Dragon! Have you finally appeared?"

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