"True Demon Temple Master!" Song Lin raised an eyebrow. "So it’s the new temple master. A pleasure to et you."
"You flatter . Allow to toast you, Master Song." Qinghong respectfully downed the celestial wine in one gulp.
"That’s more like it. As one of the Three Great Taoist Temples, we ought to stand united." Master Chaozhen chuckled. "Co, sit next to ."
The person in that seat tactfully stood up and left.
Qinghong took the seat beside Song Lin. After their al, Qinghong leaned in and whispered to Song Lin, "Master Song, I truly owe you my gratitude!"
"How so?" Song Lin held his cup in his right hand and popped a piece of dragon liver into his mouth, chewing slowly.
"Had Tianwu not died, how could I have possibly beco the temple master?" Qinghong smirked quietly.
Song Lin was montarily speechless, unsure how to respond.
He truly couldn’t keep up with the thought processes of these people.
Before long, Huoyun stood up and surveyed the crowd. Instantly, the room fell silent.
"The Taoist School has issued a notification: The Dragon Abyss Conference is officially concluded, and the remnants of the demons’ forces have retreated overseas."
Many lives were lost in this war.
Approximately over sixty million people perished; fifty thousand Taoists were killed, including over four thousand from the Divine Establishnt Realm, six hundred from the Core Formation Realm, and seven from the Purple Mansion Realm. Nearly a thousand Taoist temples were wiped out in total.
"Now, I shall announce the rewards. Bai Hao! Moxian! Jinfeng!"
"Present!!"
Three elderly mbers of the Three Capitals stood up.
"To the three of you, I grant a bottle of Nine Yin Soul Stabilizing Pills, eight thousand Taoist rits, four thousand yin rits, and a promotion to Southern Dipper Upper Life Second Official of the Fifth Rank in the Tianling Office."
"Thank you, Taoist Master!!"
The Three Capitals knelt in gratitude.
...
Huoyun proceeded to grant promotions down the line.
So official certificates were not rely titles, but signified special privileges as well.
The Taoist School was akin to a divine country on earth, with its Heavenly Masters wielding the power to command heaven and earth.
"Song Lin!! Rewarded two thousand Taoist rits, three thousand yin rits, official certification unchanged, and granted recognition as Land Lord of three villages in i State. Rewards to be distributed within ten days inside the forest."
"Understood!"
Song Lin stepped forward to receive the talismanic certificate.
He examined it closely. It was a thin yellow booklet that, besides bearing Song Lin’s na and birthdate, also listed several strange nas and bore the Dharma Seal of the Taoist School.
"Huangpo Dao Village, East Ridge Village, Ancient History Village—Land Qi Eater of these three villages."
Seated, Song Lin carefully scrutinized the contents of the talisman.
"This is quite sothing." The Chaozhen Taoist seed to notice Song Lin’s confusion and explained, "A Land Qi Eater is similar to the legendary Land God. However, not all places qualify to produce a Land God. Those who do can extend their lifespan by three hundred years."
The Taoist Alliance had an office known as the Five States Society Commandery.
The so-called Five States referred to the regions under the jurisdiction of the Heaven and Earth Xuann Alliance.
This office controlled the earth energy of mountains and rivers within its territories, distributing positions based on mastery of this energy.
Song Lin’s position allowed him to grant the status of Land God to these three villages.
"I see," Song Lin murmured.
The ability to beco a Land God, with an extended lifespan of three centuries, wasn’t overly enticing to Xuanke Temple, which favored youth.
However, it might co in handy in the future to prevent a generational gap within the temple.
And if money was ever needed, the quotas could be sold—plenty of people would be vying for them.
At present, Song Lin held three posts: his primary role and two additional positions.
Still, these weren’t his main concern at the mont.
All he wanted now was to return ho, focus on his cultivation, and reach the Golden Core Realm as soon as possible.
Soon, Huoyun Taoist Master finished distributing the final rewards.
During the session, Huoyun and Chihai had a private conversation punctuated with bouts of laughter, giving the impression of a close relationship.
"Alright, with the rewards distributed, everyone may now take ti to rest and recover."
After the crowd dispersed, the Three Capitals remained alongside Zhao Wuji and Heluo.
"Lord, what are his thoughts on the matter?"
Huoyun’s face darkened as he enunciated coldly, "That man has a mind like oil and water—absolutely unyielding in opposing ."
"Why not kill him outright earlier?" Heluo’s slit pupils glinted with murderous intent.
"Impossible. In this forest, only I can take him down, and this person is extraordinarily cunning. If I fail to kill him instantly, the aftermath will be disastrous!"
Indeed, hosting this ceremony was also ant to test him out.
Regrettably, this man was too elusive to pin down.
If he were to be killed, it would have to be a swift and unexpected move, leaving no chance for resistance or leaks.
"We’ll wait for now. Let his guard down. Here, I have a list of nas—take care of these five individuals!"
Huoyun handed over a registry.
The nas included were all loyal followers of Chihai, with Song Lin’s na prominently on the list.
Eliminating these five would also serve as a warning to others.
Once Chihai failed to secure his spot this ti, Huoyun had a hundred ways to deal with him.
"I’ll handle Song Lin," Heluo volunteered.
Heluo still harbored deep resentnt toward Song Lin for slaying Tianwu.
"Let do it!" Zhao Wuji added, recalling how Song Lin had humiliated him in the past, leaving a bitter grudge.
Ultimately, the task was handed to Heluo.
For a re late-stage Divine Establishnt cultivator, it would be an effortless task.
Song Lin returned to Xuanke Temple and resud his seclusion for cultivation.
He practiced during the day and entered the story realm at night.
......
Undying Pill World.
Inside the Heavenly Emperor’s Secret Realm, twenty years had passed.
On a mountain stained crimson with blood, a jade carriage radiating golden sunlight floated overhead.
The Jade Carriage was entirely crafted from white jade, its surface intricately carved with mountains and rivers in relief. Small whirlwinds spun around its two wheels.
This was Dafeng, now tad and serving as the driving force of the carriage.
Song Lin stepped into the carriage.
The interior transford into a cave mansion.
It asured five hundred zhang wide and long, with mountains, lakes, palaces, and bamboo groves.
All these structures were fashioned by cultivators over the years.
After decades of refinent, the Sun Jade Carriage had been transford into a supersonic magic treasure, capable of flying ten li in a single mont—a true Divine Chariot.
Two decades had passed, and signs of instability were now evident within the Heavenly Emperor’s Secret Realm.
Song Lin summoned Tie Guan, Siyao, Yuci, Zhang Xuan, and nglian.
"Let’s leave together!" Song Lin addressed the group.
"Yes!"
These individuals were all at the Foundation Establishnt Stage.
Had they not been trapped in the Heavenly Emperor’s Secret Realm, they likely would have entered the Core Formation Realm by now.
As Song Lin often said to Dafeng, ti was their ally.
As ti marched on, more and more experts of the Human Clan would erge.
Song Lin had slain Dafeng, advancing his karma tally to one-fifth.
It wouldn’t be long before he broke through.
Before long, the group found their way out through a rift in the Heavenly Emperor’s Secret Realm.
Boom!
Upon entering the outside world, they were imdiately greeted by overwhelming winds.
The carriage shook violently, its whirlwinds threatening to break free but ultimately failing to escape.
Though the disturbance from Dafeng lasted only ten breaths, the surrounding fifty li fell into chaos.
"Hmph, Dafeng, it’s ti you accept your fate!"
Song Lin directed the carriage to cause further disturbances elsewhere.
This was to mislead the Evil Gods into believing that Dafeng still lived.
After over twenty years of absence, the world had entered the three hundred forty-first year of Great Chu’s founding.
The Grand Ancestor had abdicated two centuries prior, and now the fifth emperor ruled.
The realm was serene, the rivers clear, and the seas calm.
However, in Yuzhang County, a serpent calamity had erged. Along the roads, ten-zhang-long man-eating pythons were a common sight.
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