Book 15: Chapter 33

The Story of Daoist Yins Fall

Daoism and Buddhism had competed for supremacy for as long as the martial world had existed. They had both had terms at the top. Even though other sects had produced disciples who rose to fame or dominated a field, no one had yet to steal their thunder. Were Daoism and Buddhism to come together, theyd have made up the majority of the martial world.

At the top of Daoism in the current generation was the sect that had stood out from their establishment Wudang. They had famous disciplines and outstanding members throughout their history, but Daoism never equalled Wudang. Before Wudangs rise, several schools of Daoism had existed for centuries, many of which were eager to prove themselves superior to Wudang. Prior to Wudang, there were four schools of Daoism that were considered the leaders of Daoism.

Mount Guanfens Lotus Sanctuary, Mount Longhus Sage Manor, Luyis Ziji Palace, Xiandus Transmission Platform had still remained the pillars of Daoism teachings. Lotus Sanctuary messed up due to carelessness and fell from their prosperous days. Ziji Palace and Sage Manor exhausted themselves over the course of their prolonged compet.i.tion. Still, their status in the martial world never changed even when Wudang rose.

When I was playing Daoist and running around on Mount Wudang with Chicken Yun, I often heard daoists conversing about the teachings of Daoism, so I had a complete map of the martial world. Due to my training in Tai Chi, I was always eager to visit the four sects and see what their elites were capable of. Never did anyone mention Daoist Yin, and youd never find his name in any forest, shrine, building, or written record. I doubted even Wudang knew about him. I was one of the few people who knew him because there was a Daoist on Mount Daluo Uncle Wushan.

Daoist Yin was the name Uncle Wushan used when he travel-. Let me restart because thatd be insulting Grandmaster. Daoist Yin was the name Uncle Wushan used when he harmed the human r-. Let me restart because thatd make him sound as powerful as s.h.i.+fu. Daoist Yin was the name Uncle Wushan used when he sought vengeance against the human realm.

Although Uncle Wushan gave off the vibe of a master monk who could sit as still as a rock, he had some years in his youth where he was off his rocker, especially those few years. I believe it was the few years following me starting to grasp Yijin Jing and ending his manhood. Following his realisation, he cried at heaven and cried with his head in his hands all the time. To fight his depression, hed leave the mountain to drink, gamble, watch plays, eat into the middle of night and cry when he pa.s.sed a brothel. Drowning his woes in alcohol and then waking up in another city was commonplace. As well, hed pick fights wherever he went.

Aside from drinking, Uncle Wushan picked fights fight to the death type whether it was to quell his sorrow or get revenge on the world. Those days, he was at every fight regardless of where they were held. As if that wasnt bad enough, he fought dirty when he didnt need to. After agreeing to start on three, hed poke their eyes, trip them, or choke them on the count of one. He single-handedly ruined tournaments of all manner. People would be having respectable duels when a slovenly-dressed drunk Daoist would descend from the sky, spew a bunch of illegible words and then start fighting regardless if it was one on one or himself against a group. When he lost, hed roll around on the ground as a b.l.o.o.d.y punching bag whilst eating a beating. When he won, hed keep challenging people, disregarding the purpose of the gathering, event, tournament or whatever it happened to be. Ignoring all the martial arts tournaments, he won twenty-plus tournaments for husband selections, which resulted in twenty-plus ladies not being able to get married. He wasnt afraid of death, so he challenged people out of his league. Unexpectedly, he kept improving as a result of surviving all the fights. When Uncle Wushan finally sobered up a little and realised Mount Daluo had a reputation to protect, he started going by Daoist Yin to continue his ways.

In his prime, Uncle Wushan went to the Western Regions to challenge Ximen Chuideng. He was sent back to Mount Daluo in a donkey cart. In his worst days, he challenged chickens. Due to him being severely injured to begin with and forgetting he didnt have a beak, they beat him into a b.l.o.o.d.y mess, too. He was close to home that time, though, so he returned to the mountain on his own.

It wasnt all bad news, though. Thanks to Uncle Wushans rampage, he inadvertently sabotaged a fair number of crooks plans and destroyed a number of criminals dens.

Those days, Mount Daluo was a household name, but we still remained a mysterious sect since n.o.body was active in the pugilistic world. Grandmaster was always snoring. s.h.i.+fu was always courting women. Whenever s.h.i.+fu hit someone with intention, hed basically kill them. Those who survived took it as an honour and would spread their legacy everywhere they want. As a result, Mount Daluos reputation took a hit. That was why Uncle Wushan deserved to be credited with establis.h.i.+ng Mount Daluos reputation in Beijiang. That being said, our reputation wasnt stable until Second and Sixth were active.

At one point, s.h.i.+fu tied up Uncle Wushan and dragged him back to the mountain for him to calm down. After several years of training and levelling up, Uncle Wushan left the mountain again.

Although General Manager Bais description of Daoist Yin wasnt too detailed and she had only seen his true appearance a few times, everything she mentioned added up. I couldnt imagine there being a second Daoist Yin with the same skill level and characteristics, but I couldnt understand why he would teach her martial arts. Moreover, I never saw her perform any skills with Mount Daluo roots. Sure, I never learnt Mount Daluos martial arts, but I had seen plenty of the skills. My Night Net Book was the culmination of countless nights of burning the midnight oil to copy my predecessors cla.s.sics to barely come up with.

Putting aside Bai Lians techniques, although she was flowery in execution and not exceptional in combat, her internal disciplines mental cultivation did have the sophistication Id expect from my uncle. My question was, when did he come up with the discipline and why I had never heard about it, especially since the internal disciplines principles had no connection to Mount Daluos.

Uncle Wushan was a branch member of Mount Daluo. Therefore, he was far more restricted in what he could learn compared to me. Without permission from the patriarch, we werent permitted to teach outsiders martial arts. Their creations had to be recorded into the sects records. We included even me.

Yijin Jing and Tai Chi werent Mount Daluos disciplines, while Ancient King String was my own research. Though I did teach Tang Ye my Ancient Kings mental cultivation, I didnt teach him the full skillset, so it was arguably only just giving him advice. Only Flash and Night Steps, which I taught Su Xiao, fell into the realm of things I needed to get approval on first. I was allowed to start teaching my successor ahead of time in order for them to succeed me; however, I still needed to report it to the patriarch in person. If s.h.i.+fu didnt approve, then Id have to erase the skills from s.h.i.+fu or beg him to let me. Bai Lians situation was different.

Bai Lian started learning from Uncle Wushan many years ago in the capacity of an official disciple. Uncle Wushan had returned to the mountain many times during that time, yet I never heard anything about him taking in a disciple from anyone. Either Uncle Wushan hid the fact, or s.h.i.+fu knew about it but didnt mention it to me. My gut told me there was more to it than what met the eye. I just didnt believe Uncle Wushan would betray Mount Daluo, so I couldnt figure out why hed do this.

You sound like you know my s.h.i.+fu or something.

I stared into Bai Lians eyes for a while before making up my mind to tell her the truth. Even though it was a sect secret, on account of her safety, I determined that hiding it would be riskier to her. s.h.i.+fu cared for the sect policies as much as I cared for waking up in the morning none at all. However, he was equally extreme in executing outsiders who learnt out knowledge without permission. In the event that Uncle Wushan taught her behind s.h.i.+fus back, I had no way of predicting what hed do to Bai Lian.

I dont know if it counts as knowing him, but Let me be honest with you.

I described Uncle Wushans appearance and all his feats, his habits, everything taking an interim in the middle to teach Lord Zi another nine techniques so that he was occupied. Of course, I gave her the full history of Daoist Yins origins, as well. It went without saying that she was incredibly shocked. She always thought her s.h.i.+fu was a modest recluse with no special interests, and she never questioned the origins of her skills.

Ming Feizhen I think that is my s.h.i.+fu.

Glossary

Ziji Palace Ziji is the name of a star and the Jade Emperors palace.