White Ape's silhouette approached from afar and soon, he was right in front of them. On White Ape's back, Zhi Yin looked pale. When he saw Lin Jin and Shang'er, he was stunned for a moment before he got down and bowed.
"Thank you for saving my life, Curator."
"Master, don't move!" Lin Jin noticed Zhi Yin's problem. With a flick of his wrist, a needle flew out and pierced one of Zhi Yin's acupoints. The next instant, Zhi Yin grimaced in pain. His veins bulged as if something was wriggling in them.
Soon, Zhi Yin felt like retching. He bent over and vomited.
Red, green, and white, he vomited a mess. Flesh worms could be seen wriggling in his vomit.
After vomiting, Zhi Yin looked much better. He bowed at Lin Jin and said, "Thank you for your help, Curator. Otherwise, I would have to return to Daluo Temple to break this curse."
After asking, Lin Jin found out that Zhi Yin had gone to the Qiao family in Reed City to subdue White Ape. At the time, Zhi Yin was afraid of harming the innocent but White Ape escaped first. Later, he found out that White Ape was afraid of harming the citizens of Reed City.
After that, he and White Ape fought several times and were evenly matched. Of course, Zhi Yin still had the upper hand. But then, that old Taoist ambushed him and White Ape and he were both captured.
White Ape was restrained by the immortal-binding rope while Zhi Yin was afflicted with a curse. His life had been worse than death for the past few days.
Fortunately, Zhi Yin's resolve was strong enough to hold on.
"We don't know where that Taoist came from but he was skilled in insect manipulation. I'm afraid even the Rector might not be his match," Zhi Yin said with lingering fear.
Monk Zhi Yin's abilities were not bad. He had been vanquishing demons for the past decade, so he could not help but be arrogant. Therefore, it was not necessarily a bad thing for him to suffer such a huge loss this time.
Lin Jin wanted to know more about what Zhi Yin said.
The mountaintop where they fought was now a mess. Shang'er's Object Manipulation had uprooted all the trees on the mountain and moved many boulders elsewhere.
The boundless sea of poisonous insects had dispersed but there were still some insects left. Goldy was enjoying his meal. Lin Jin glanced at Goldy but didn't notice anything out of the ordinary. That was because Shang'er had told him that Goldy had pecked out a golden cicada from the old Taoist and ate it.
The remains of the old Daoist priest looked a little horrifying. Speaking of which, he had died to the poisonous insects he had summoned, so he deserved to die.
However, poisonous insects only ate flesh and blood. They would not gnaw on bones, clothes, or anything else. Therefore, after carefully inspecting the scene, they found a lot of things.
Tucked inside the old Taoist's robes were more than ten insect amulets, each of them looking menacing. Lin Jin also found a purple booklet with the title 'Insect Scripture' written on it.
"How arrogant!" Lin Jin frowned at the words on the booklet.
In this world, anything that could be called a 'sutra' or 'canon' was an extraordinary work of writing, including cultivation methods. Ordinary magical techniques could only be called 'minor techniques' or 'minor techniques'. Moreover, most of the people who cultivated them were modest. Those who dared to use the name 'sutra' or 'canon' were profound magical techniques that could be passed down to future generations.
Lin Jin also noticed that the author of this Insect Scripture was named 'Taoist'. In other words, the person who wrote this was that old Taoist.
For a cultivation method that the old Taoist had researched and written himself and named it 'scripture', it was clear how conceited he was.
However, in all fairness, the magical techniques that the other party had unleashed earlier were indeed very powerful, especially the Ten Thousand Insect Sting. Within a radius of ten kilometers, all of the poisonous insects were startled and attacked the flesh and blood in the surroundings in a frenzy. Furthermore, the other party had been able to gather a sea of insects to form all sorts of offensive and defensive items.
Lin Jin wasn't a conceited person so although he thought the old Taoist was being arrogant at first, after giving it some thought, he realized that the old Taoist was indeed the world's number one expert when it came to insect control.
Others probably wouldn't be able to achieve the old Taoist's level with similar spells.
It was a pity that while Lin Jin was a little curious about insect control, he knew that he shouldn't bite off more than he could chew. There were so many spells in this world and there were all kinds of cultivation methods. How could he learn all of them? Even if he could, he wouldn't be able to learn them all.
As the saying went, quality was more important than quantity.
Although Lin Jin wouldn't learn this' Insect Scripture ', he could keep it and pass it on to a well-behaved and knowledgeable person in the future.
This way, this spell wouldn't be lost and it wouldn't bring disaster to the world.
Besides this Insect Scripture, Lin Jin also found another booklet.
This booklet didn't contain any spells but something similar to a diary. One glance and Lin Jin's attention was drawn to it.
It included the old Taoist's background and the origin of his abilities. Also, based on the few words in this booklet and Lin Jin's deductions, he basically understood why the old Taoist had his eyes on him.
Just as Lin Jin thought, the old Taoist had been targeting Lin Jin from the start.
Speaking of this old Taoist, one had to admit that he was a character.
Dao Monarch!
Lin Jin had occasionally heard Black Crow and Madam Ghost Child mention this name. He seemed to be an incredible figure in the villainous world several hundred years ago.
For a period of time, Dao Monarch even unified the villainous world. Even premium countries had to obey his commands.
One could only imagine how capable this Dao Monarch must have been.
There was also one more thing Lin Jin knew from hearsay. Not only was this Dao Monarch highly skilled, but he was also an incredible beast appraiser.
Of course, Lin Jin didn't believe all of these rumors. Moreover, a character from several hundred years ago had probably been dead for who knew how long. Why should he care if he wasn't related?
However, this booklet left behind by the Taoist contained information about Dao Monarch.
Dao was the title Dao Monarch bestowed upon his disciple.
This dead old Taoist was actually an 'insect cultivator'. According to the booklet, Dao Monarch passed down the 'Six Beast Daoists' and the insect cultivator was only one of them.
The other five Daoists, from the few words in the letter, could be summarized as: Dragon Daoist, Tiger Daoist, Crane Daoist, Corpse Daoist, and Ghost Daoist.
Together with the insect cultivator, they were known as the 'Six Beast Daoist'.
Upon reading this, Lin Jin laughed out loud.
Was this Dao Monarch a chuunibyou patient? How could he come up with such a silly idea? Truth be told, if Lin Jin were in his shoes, he would feel an inexplicable sense of shame.
However, when Lin Jin saw the portrait that the insect cultivator had drawn for the Dao Monarch, Lin Jin was stunned.
The insect cultivator's handwriting was decent. Lin Jin could tell from the tiny regular script in the book. Generally speaking, people with good handwriting would have decent drawing skills too.
To Lin Jin, Insect Cultivator's drawing skills were impressive. The details were drawn perfectly and the Dao Monarch on the page was vivid and lifelike.
What surprised Lin Jin was the Dao Monarch's face.
The Dao Monarch was wearing a mask.
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