Weird Cultivation: I am the Yellow-skinned Taoist Master

That time and that moment.

It is located far from the Bridge of Helplessness.

On the boundless land of Yin, a battle among the Yin gods has been raging for decades.

The spirits all looked as if they were made from the same mold.

Wearing tattered clothes and a brightly colored straw hat.

It is over three meters tall, with thin and long limbs.

The battles fought by the Yin Gods are neither like those of cultivators nor like those of human armies.

Two opposing yin spirits are pressed together.

Strange characters appeared on each other's foreheads.

The words burst forth with light.

A moment later, the winner moves on to the next opponent.

The losers then turned and attacked their former comrades.

The battle was silent and stealthy, with an inexplicable sense of absurdity.

On the Yellow Springs River, about several hundred miles away from the battlefield.

An old ferryman was rowing frantically with his bamboo pole, and the bamboo raft was covered with tiny people.

"I'll leave immediately after delivering this batch."

This ferryman is an old acquaintance of Chen Huangpi.

Decades ago, Chen Huangpi left the Yin Earth of the Yellow Springs.

The underworld deities under the rule of the Seventh King of Hell started acting strangely.

A powerful Yin deity was born.

And, for some unknown reason, a series of major battles suddenly broke out.

at the very beginning.

That Yin deity only had a few hundred subordinates.

The more they fought, the more they gained, and within a decade or so, they had brought all the Yin Gods surrounding the Sixth Palace under their command.

At first, the ferrymen noticed this.

But since they couldn't go ashore, they didn't bother with them. Later, seeing that things were getting increasingly wrong, the Yin spirits were acting like they'd gone mad, trying to bring the war to the Sixth Court of Hell. The ferrymen couldn't sit still any longer.

After the cataclysmic changes in the world.

The earliest batch of Yin spirits and ghost messengers in the Yellow Springs Yin Land have long since died, or transformed into evil spirits.

Who knows what kind of chaos this newly born Yin spirit will cause by stirring up such a great war?

After all, the Emperor Yin is dead.

For millions of years after their deaths, the newly born Yin spirits have been silently mining the Resurrection Jade to create new Yin spirits, thus creating a continuous cycle.

"Why are those who use hoes not using hoes, but instead coming to fight?"

This is what the ferryman, the first to discover that something was wrong with the spirits, said.

The ferrymen tried to stop it from happening.

but.

The Yin God who dominates the war has already gained power.

Furthermore, it has a legitimate position.

The gods roam day and night.

boom! ! !
A deafening roar, like a thunderclap, suddenly erupted!

The ferryman's thoughts were interrupted, and he looked in the direction of the sound.

It was a ten-meter-tall Yin spirit with pale, bloodless skin, wearing a bamboo hat, and cold, merciless eyes. It was filled with a murderous aura and was carrying a bamboo pole.

The previous sound was the noise produced by the Yin spirit swinging its bamboo pole and striking the target.

"Don't rush me, I'm already paddling!"

The ferryman said aggrievedly, "This batch will be sent to the battlefield immediately. Don't rush me. I'm more anxious than you are."

But what responded to it was another loud bang.

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything, I'll row."

The ferryman was truly frustrated.

This spirit cannot speak, but it can make sounds to express its meaning.

As for the bamboo pole that makes the noise.

Ok……

It was stolen from the ferryman a long time ago.

If the bamboo raft hadn't been separated from the ferryman and turned to ashes, this eerie spirit would have already made its move.

Unfortunately, he was blessed by the divine authority of the day and night wandering gods.

This maverick Yin God not only commands his subordinate Yin Gods, but also gathers the power of other Yin Gods into his own.

Although the divine duties of the day and night wandering gods have an upper limit.

Once the gathered power reaches a certain level, it can no longer rise further.

But the ferrymen are the same.

They really couldn't handle this damn thing. "Fight! Fight!"

The ferryman thought angrily to himself, "You have over a million Yin Gods under your command, and the Sixth Palace also has over a million Yin Gods. You're not the only one who patrols day and night. Even if you fight for millions of years, you still won't be able to conquer the Sixth Palace."

That is indeed the case.

This great war has lasted for decades.

By now, all the Yin spirits from both sides have been deployed to the battlefield, and the fighting is incredibly fierce and evenly matched.

One second ago, you were the Yin spirit on my side.

The next second, I will be the Yin spirit on your side.

Therefore, the war has escalated to the point where both sides are competing to see who can create Yin spirits faster.

Every day, the ferryman's bamboo raft transports newborn spirits to the battlefield.

The ferryman's bamboo raft left afterimages.

The Yin spirit then shifted its gaze.

It was created very recently.

But it knew that it was special and different from the others of its kind.

Because it has a name.

His name is Huang Twenty-Four.

This name was the first sound it heard after it became conscious.

It will never forget that sound.

Of course, there are two other voices.

A voice, deep and cold, rang out.

The other one is very eccentric and sarcastic.

Huang Ershisi knew that these were its two uncles, and its father was named Chen Huangpi.

Although I don't know why my surname isn't Chen.

But Huang Twenty-Four didn't care about any of that.

It only remembered that when its father left the underworld, he told it that he would come back and that it should protect the family business for its father. Another uncle told it to take whatever it wanted and not to disgrace its father.

but……

However, his father's family business was seized by someone else.

It took them a long time to reclaim the territory of the Seventh Palace, and there are still nine areas remaining.

And there's the River of the Underworld...

The ferrymen have taken over the Yellow Springs River.

But I can't beat them right now.

Because I am just a wandering spirit day and night.

After conquering the Sixth Palace, I will ask the Nine Netherworld Lamp there to grant me an even higher divine position. Then I will continue fighting, and sooner or later I will reclaim all of my father's family business.

Huang Twenty-Four had only this goal on his mind right now.

It felt that as long as it could do it, it would be very happy when its father returned to the underworld.

That image comes to mind.

Huang Ershisi grinned, but its appearance was truly terrifying.

It looks extremely ferocious.

"Let's go, let's go!"

The ferryman moored the bamboo raft on the shore, and with a forceful sweep of his bamboo pole, the little people on the raft were all thrown onto the Yin Earth.

As soon as the little people landed, their figures instantly grew larger.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of Yin spirits joined the battlefield.

After doing all this.

The ferryman, as if he had seen a ghost, rowed his bamboo raft and headed towards the Bridge of Helplessness without looking back.

……

the other side.

On the Naihe Bridge.

The brass oil lamp had been gone for who knows how long.

The scene before us has finally begun to change.

The brass oil lamp saw a grand hall.

No, to be precise, it should be a palace.

The Palace of Reincarnation.

That palace stood on the Yin Earth, with the Yellow Springs flowing through its center.

Behind this palace was complete darkness.

It looks as if this is the end of the Netherworld.

Furthermore, the walls of the Samsara Palace were covered with hands and feet, and the plaque above the entrance barbican had eyes, from which many fleshy buds grew and wriggled incessantly.

Upon seeing this, Chen Huangpi couldn't help but exclaim, "Ah Gui, your Reincarnation Hall in the Yellow Springs is truly unique; it even has hands, feet, and eyes!" (End of Chapter)