Chapter 22: Jiugong Mountain, Return

On the way, Lin Yuan played with eighteen small black banners in his palm.

This set of Hundred Poison Subduing Divine Banners was already pitted and scarred from burning. The power of the Sui Fire carried by the Merit Golden Lamp was extremely strong.

But the essence of this wu artifact was much stronger than the Soul Banner Lin Yuan had seen before.

But this wu artifact was now half-ruined, and Lin Yuan looked down on it.

A wisp of Merit Flame appeared in his palm, and he destroyed the eighteen Hundred Poison Subduing Divine Banners.

Chisongzi was by his side, his gaze constantly lingering on that antique-looking Merit Golden Lamp on Lin Yuan’s shoulder. He had witnessed the power of this ancient lamp firsthand.

Many cultivators were immobilized by the precious light emitted by this golden lamp, and in just an instant, they were refined to death by the divine fire within. It could be called a supreme treasure.

“Brother Lin Yuan, is this the magical treasure you wanted to refine?”

Chisongzi looked at it with great envy.

Lin Yuan rolled his eyes. Chisongzi had been eyeing this treasure along the way, but Lin Yuan paid him no mind. However, Chisongzi changed the subject.

“Brother Lin Yuan, this time we killed people from the Hundred Poison Tribe. There might be some trouble?”

Chisongzi’s expression turned serious.

He put away his other expressions, looking worried.

The Hundred Poison Tribe was a Divine Demon Tribe, with extremely strong power. Although the Yunxiangshi Tribe didn’t know the full background of the Hundred Poison Tribe, it was certainly far above the Yunxiangshi.

“You’re wrong. The people from the Hundred Poison Tribe weren’t killed by us. They were eaten by that ferocious beast in the river!”

Lin Yuan said calmly.

“But the Hundred Poison Tribe probably won’t reason with us?”

Chisongzi’s face was gloomy.

“It’s not that serious. Although the Human Race is small, our strength lies in unity. Although the Wu Sect is powerful with its myriad tribes, the many large tribes within the Wu Sect don’t submit to each other. Among them, there are large tribes friendly with our Human Race tribes. Even if the Hundred Poison Tribe suspects something and targets us, they won’t move against us easily without solid evidence!”

Lin Yuan wasn’t worried at all. Chisongzi glanced at Lin Yuan. He didn’t agree with Lin Yuan’s optimism.

How could Lin Yuan be so sure!

Lin Yuan’s mind was entirely on something else.

The two Innate Divine Demons on Hidden Mist Mountain had finished their discourse and had already left. But his Taixiao Dao Ming Scripture was still not complete.

Lin Yuan understood far too little about the Path of Turbid Sha and Divine Demons.

Lin Yuan had heard that many powerful Divine Demon Tribes possessed complete Turbid Fiend Demon God inheritances.

Also, over the past dozen or so days, with the help of the Yunxiangshi, he had learned that a thousand miles away from Hidden Mist Mountain, there was another divine mountain called Jiugong Mountain, where Innate Divine Demons often gathered and communicated.

Thinking it over, Lin Yuan decided he must go take a look.

As for joining the sects of those famous and renowned Demon God Dao Lords he knew of, Lin Yuan didn’t have that thought for now.

Another more important reason was that the number of cultivators wanting to join the sects of Demon God Dao Lords was as many as fish in a river. Standing out among so many cultivators wasn’t easy. It was better to be practical and take advantage of the peace in the Primordial World to go everywhere and fill in the gaps in his knowledge.

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Jiugong Mountain was a huge spiritual mountain, tall, handsome, and beautiful, with ancient trees reaching the sky, exceptionally spiritual and elegant.

Arriving before the mountain, Lin Yuan could clearly sense a strong, mighty presence, like the spiritual veins of the mountain, with thousands of auspicious auras and arrays of lucky clouds.

“It truly is one of the famous spiritual mountains of the Primordial World!”

When he heard the Yunxiangshi mention this spiritual mountain, Lin Yuan remembered it was the spiritual abode of True Lord Puxian, one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Jade Void Palace.

But at this time, the master of this place was not True Lord Puxian, but an Innate Divine Demon called Jiugong. This Innate Divine Demon named Jiugong was extremely sociable and often invited friends to Jiugong Mountain to discuss the Dao and talk about the changes between Heaven and Man.

Lin Yuan glanced around. Having stayed with the Yunxiangshi Tribe for so long, he had developed feelings for it. Setting out alone again on the path of seeking the Dao felt truly lonely.

In an instant, Lin Yuan looked far towards Jiugong Mountain. Around Jiugong Mountain, amidst the white clouds and white cranes, many streams of light frequently descended.

It looked quite lively.

Relying on his innate senses, Lin Yuan could see several vast auras filling the sky above this spiritual mountain.

Many streams of light flew in from outside the mountain; they were living beings coming to listen to the Dao.

These beings all landed on the white jade steps at the foot of the mountain. Seeing this, Lin Yuan also descended, landing his escaping light, and entered the mountain on foot.

Inside the mountain, there were many child attendants transformed from white cranes serving, offering spiritual fruits to the beings in front, relieving their fatigue.

Listening to the conversations of the many beings nearby, these beings were all quite famous from various places in the Primordial World. This treatment made many beings secretly envious, but they didn’t dare to act out of line.

The atmosphere here was peaceful and harmonious, extremely pure and quiet.

Many streams of light landed, and they all whispered a few words to people nearby, then followed the example of those in front, finding a step to sit on and listen to the Great Dao proclamations from the mountain.

Being able to listen to the Great Dao proclamations was a rare fortunate opportunity. At this time, the Primordial World could be said to be a place where a hundred schools of thought contended. Sectarian biases had not yet formed. Although the Innate Divine Demons had formed Dharma Lineages, distinct from each other, they still upheld the ancient customs.

Lin Yuan knew that this ancient custom was already beginning to disappear.

You have to catch up on your studies early, or you’ll miss this great opportunity!

Lin Yuan maintained great enthusiasm about this. Even if he understood just a part of the true meaning, it would be immensely beneficial.

Not to mention completing the Taixiao Dao Ming Scripture he was creating, even if he cultivated one or two divine powers, that would be a remarkable gain.

Like the Reverse to Innate State method Lin Yuan obtained before, it was extremely precious.

The beings who arrived one after another almost all had such thoughts. Occasionally, their glances at other beings held a trace of strange expressions – vigilance, comparison, or cold detachment.

Many beings were secretly competing.

The Great Dao is not lightly transmitted. Those who can understand the lecture have the affinity, not necessarily because of their foundation or fortune. All beings have a chance.

When there are many people, naturally there are superior and inferior. Everyone wanted to stand out among the many beings.

“It’s you again?”

Just as Lin Yuan sat down, hearing this voice, his expression shifted. He looked to the side and was slightly taken aback.

He had run into a fellow student.

It was a short, elderly man, carrying a dark green turtle shell on his back, with a unique face and a pair of bean-sized eyes, who was looking at Lin Yuan with great surprise.

Daoist Xuanyu looked at the seated young man with surprise. He had seen this cultivator at Hidden Mist Mountain. The other had extremely strong talent. He never expected the other to also possess great perseverance, following him all the way to Jiugong Mountain to listen to the Dao.

“Greetings, Fellow Daoist!”

Lin Yuan smiled slightly, said nothing more, sat down cross-legged, and waited for the discourse of the Innate Divine Demons above to begin.

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Lin Yuan felt that establishing the Twenty-Four Solar Terms and cultivating the Twenty-Four Dao Charts was probably the most correct thing he had ever done. Among the many beings listening to the Dao on Jiugong Mountain, he might not have gained the most, but he certainly didn’t gain little.

Once the thousand-year period passed, walking out from the silver portal, Lin Yuan’s manner carried a trace of warm, innate, profound light.

After years of listening to the Dao, the Taixiao Dao Ming Scripture was much more complete. Of the mysteries of the Innate Being, Lin Yuan understood most of them.

Within the Mud Pill Palace, the Primordial Origin Embryo, after a thousand years of nurturing by the Dao Charts, had blossomed with lively light. Especially that Merit Golden Lamp; after a thousand years of nurturing, even a Heavenly Mansion Rare Treasure was only like this.

“The path of the Innate Divine Demon is alluring!”

Secretly sighing in his heart, Lin Yuan felt his constitution, which was constantly being tempered by the Innate Thunder Method at this moment.

Could this be considered an Immortal Root and Dao Bone?

Probably the greatest harvest of this journey was going from the Acquired State to the Reverse to Innate State!

In an instant, Lin Yuan looked towards the direction of the Shilang Tomb. The lightning circle he had set up had actually been broken open?