Weird Cultivation: I am the Yellow-skinned Taoist Master

The Yellow Springs region was deathly silent.

Chen Huangpi, the brass oil lamp, the ghost that takes lives, and the fox mountain god—all four of them pretended nothing had happened.

No one mentioned that outlandish, suicidal idea again.

Well, neither Chen Huangpi nor the brass oil lamp said anything.

Neither the vengeful ghost nor the fox mountain god heard anything.

"Haha, the weather is so nice today!"

"Yes, how come I never noticed how unique the scenery of the Yellow Springs Region was before?"

"The scenery is beautiful, but it can't fill my stomach. Chen Huangpi, I'm hungry, I want to eat lamp oil."

"Then let's go back to the capital."

Chen Huangpi was indeed a little hungry.

His mind left the Book of Souls, and the brass oil lamp jumped out as well.

"Huang Er, what are you doing out here?"

"They don't like me and want to stay far away from me."

The brass oil lamp was quite depressed. Actually, it really wanted to stay in the Book of Souls, so it could figure out how this piece of Yellow Springs Yin Soil evolved.

However, the vengeful ghost and the fox mountain god were truly afraid.

After all, it had already thought of becoming an elder of the abbot.

Who dares to get too close to it?

"It's okay, Huang Er, I won't look down on you."

"Nonsense, you're the first one to bury the abbot, so what right do you have to look down on me?"

These words made Chen Huangpi feel guilty.

He stammered, "I just had a wild imagination. My intentions are good. Even if I made a small mistake, my master wouldn't blame me."

"If the abbot really punishes me later, you must speak up for me."

"Of course."

Chen Huangpi patted his chest and guaranteed.

The brass oil lamp brought tears to my eyes.

It knew that if the abbot really wanted to punish it...

Chen Huangpi certainly won't speak up for himself.

And it will offer up the dried yellow peel immediately.

Of course, the brass oil lamp also knew that Chen Huangpi was sure he would do this.

After all, he knew himself and himself as well as a farmer knew manure.

"Let's go, this godforsaken place is actually quite big."

The brass oil lamp said, "Get out of here as soon as possible and go back to the capital to settle things."

They were still in that strange cave.

Below is the passage that the Palace of Reincarnation sent them to the human world.

The exact depth of this passage is unknown.

In short, even the Yellow Springs Yin Soil bears traces of repairs and reinforcements.

……

At this moment.

At the very top of this cave is a vast, well-organized space.

Or rather, it is a mausoleum.

The imperial tomb of Emperor Da Kang.

Moreover, a team is currently exploring the innermost part of the imperial tomb from its entrance.

This group of people belonged to the seven prominent families of Dakang.

The ancestors of the five great families of Song, Liu, Han, Meng, and Li had previously discussed with these seven prominent clans and entrusted them with the task of exploring the secrets of the imperial tombs.

Emperor Dakang had a very secretive plan.

This is something that the powerful families are well aware of.

They had only vaguely understood the plan before, but now, with the news from the secret agents lurking around the Emperor of Dakang, they also learned some clues.

That is, the imperial mausoleum.

The Directorate of Ceremonial Affairs has been recruiting people to enter the palace.

Ostensibly, he was a eunuch.

In reality, after being castrated, these eunuchs would transform into Golden Core cultivators.

All you need is a bronze sphere.

The powerful families know about that stuff.

The Great Kang Dynasty rose in rebellion and overthrew the previous dynasty by using this method of creating elixirs to quickly raise a massive army.

Such a Golden Core cultivator is fundamentally different from a normal Golden Core cultivator.

Although their strengths are roughly equal.

But he could no longer make any progress.

You could say he was just a puppet.

These puppets were constantly being sent to the imperial mausoleum by the Great Kang Emperor, as if the mausoleum were a bottomless pit, and no number of Golden Core puppets would be enough.

Naturally, the powerful families couldn't sit still.

However, trespassing into an imperial tomb is a capital offense.

Emperor Da Kang would certainly not let this go.

Therefore, the five great families will not get involved in this matter; instead, the seven prominent clans will step forward.

This team is quite strong.

Each family produced a city god and many deities under his command.

This made things even more difficult for the seven prominent families.

"Everyone talks about the five surnames and seven noble families, but when it comes to the real test, you'll see who's the joke."

The seven city gods harbored deep resentment.

Because they don't actually exist in Da Kang.

It was the wealth accumulated secretly by the seven noble families, concealing their true intentions. These city gods were secretly taken away from birth and carefully nurtured in secret.

As for why they did that.

All I can say is that they all have their own agendas.

After all, the taxes on the Great Kang Dynasty were getting heavier and heavier, and in recent years even the emperor had stopped attending court. All sorts of demons and monsters were appearing one after another, and there were signs that the country was doomed to perish.

But they never dreamed of this.

The five great families were surprisingly well aware of this.

When the Song family patriarch specifically named these individuals without official status to do this, they realized just how terrifying the five great families truly were.

How naive their own ancestors seemed in front of those five.

But there is no way.

If you obey, there's still a chance to survive.

If they don't listen, the seven great clans will surely perish before the Great Kang Dynasty falls. A city god couldn't help but sigh, "Those ancestors are like this, yet the one who can suppress them to the point of submission, and who even calls them His Majesty in private, must be just how terrifying."

"The first thing that person did after ascending the throne was to move the capital."

"At the time, there was a lot of opposition in the court, but somehow, one day it was suddenly pushed through, and from then on, those old ancestors bowed down to His Majesty."

A certain city god who knew something about this said with trepidation, "This emperor, whether in terms of skill or wisdom, is far beyond what ordinary people can match. Otherwise, the Great Kang would have been ruled by the aristocratic families long ago."

In fact, this occurred before Emperor Da Kang ascended the throne.

The Great Kang Dynasty was basically dominated by powerful families.

Until this person came up, starting with the relocation of the capital, the situation was turned around. He had a lifespan of eight hundred years as a Nascent Soul cultivator, and during that time, he had engaged in countless battles and confrontations with the powerful families, both openly and secretly.

Today, who in Dakang still remembers the old capital?
In the last few decades, Emperor Da Kang stopped attending court and spent his days in the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Otherwise, the Song family would definitely not have the final say in Xuzhou City.

There will definitely be a close advisor of the Great Kang Emperor above them to keep them in check.

As these deities explored deeper into the imperial tomb...

They also encountered those Golden Core puppets.

At the same time, they also discovered that there were many powerful gods present here.

Some are no less powerful than them, and some are even stronger.

Fortunately, they brought many things with them to hide themselves this time.

It can be said that the seven prominent families risked their lives and fortunes.

Therefore, there is no need to worry about being discovered in the short term.

Even if they were discovered, it would only happen when they entered the innermost part of the imperial tomb and uncovered its secrets.

By then, they would have relayed everything they had seen and heard back.

So naturally, they weren't afraid of being discovered.

"Death is nothing to me, I have no fear."

"But why are there no secret guards protecting this imperial mausoleum?"

Given the importance of the imperial mausoleum, it would be reasonable to deploy as much manpower as possible to guard it.

The secret guards were the most loyal force under the control of the Great Kang Emperor.

It would be really unreasonable not to send some over.

The city gods of the prefecture exchanged glances.

Suddenly, an absurd idea popped into their minds.

Could it be that His Majesty doesn't actually trust those secret guards...?

This is combined with the behavior of the aristocratic families.

The city gods immediately understood.

"There are their spies around His Majesty..."

One of the city gods exclaimed in surprise, "How dare they be so bold? Aren't they afraid of being discovered by His Majesty?"

"Since you dare to do it, you must not be afraid of being discovered."

"However, His Majesty must have noticed the signs, which is why he didn't send any secret guards over."

"After all, who would have thought that there would be such a secret in the imperial tomb?"

"Look, what are those Golden Core puppets doing?"

Upon hearing this, all the city gods of the prefecture turned to look in that direction.

After passing through the secret passage of this underground imperial tomb, one arrives at the mass grave used for burial. The mass grave is currently empty, with countless Golden Core puppets carrying huge, strange stones into it.

Those strange stones looked extraordinary.

It can be described as a rare and precious treasure.

The city gods approached cautiously.

Then you can see that at the very center of this mass grave is a huge furnace.

There were eight gods even more powerful than them, sitting cross-legged in the eight directions, spewing forth raging fire from their mouths.

On this furnace, a ladder was also cast from divine iron.

The Golden Core puppets went up and threw the strange stones in. As the furnace turned, the strange stones were melted and refined, eventually turning into a puddle of water no bigger than a palm.

And this is just the beginning.

While the strange stones were being refined on one side, golden core puppets continued to transport the stone water into the imperial mausoleum on the other.

The city gods of the state were extremely uneasy and terrified as they watched this scene.

Monks possess spiritual awareness.

The divine senses are even more acute.

They sensed that they might have come into contact with something they shouldn't have.

They couldn't have imagined the consequences.

"Follow them, and once we've investigated, we'll immediately extinguish our divine fire, annihilate our divine souls, and vanish into thin air."

The city gods of the state made a decision.

Their mission is to uncover secrets and deliver messages.

It's impossible for us to get out alive.

Originally, they thought that if they were exposed, they might be able to survive by fighting back.

In retrospect, it was undoubtedly a pipe dream.

The deeper one goes into the imperial tomb.

The more uneasy the city gods became.

"This imperial tomb doesn't look like an imperial tomb..."

"How come I can't even see a side chamber..."

Outside the imperial mausoleum, everything looks normal. This is a mountain range a hundred miles away from the capital of the Great Kang Dynasty, and the mountain where the tombs of the Great Kang emperors are located is called Dengtiantai (Ascending to Heaven Terrace).

The mountain has been completely hollowed out.

Outside, temples and palaces were built.

It is a place for the descendants to worship, and it has all kinds of gardens with flowers and birds.

But inside the imperial tomb, apart from the initial secret passage and the burial pits, there was nothing else.

Even now, when I think back on it.

That burial pit wasn't actually a burial pit.

It was a place for smelting rare stones.

This is a place disguised as an imperial tomb, but its purpose inside is unknown.

“Look, that’s a statue of a deity…”

The city god of a certain state saw a small hill piled up on the way to the deepest part of the imperial mausoleum, with many broken and dilapidated statues carelessly discarded together, which looked quite horrifying.

The statues looked terrified, as if they had once been gods, but were now dead.

"Why do these statues of gods lack the warmth and vitality of incense offerings and human worship..."

The city gods are deities who attained godhood on the spot. Their physical forms are made of clay and wood, and their power comes from incense and human worship. Without these, they would turn to dust.

Now, they have encountered beings similar to themselves, yet entirely different. (End of Chapter)