Under One Person: I Have a Billion Taoist Gods Within Me

Li Yuan sat quietly in the inn room, the lights dim.

His eyes were slightly closed, but his mind had already transcended the confines of this small room.

A series of future scenarios, some clear and some blurry, flowed and reflected in the mirror of his Daoist mind.

One of the figures, ferocious and twisted, carrying a torrent of bloodlust, is sliding towards the abyss along a predetermined path of destruction.

And this figure was none other than...

Liang Ting.

In the future, the infamous and notorious "White Owl" will be among the entire race.

The unparalleled master of the Ink Tendon Soft Bone lineage, unmatched throughout history.

This person is exceptionally gifted, possessing both ingenious mechanical skills and the secret arts of talismans.

Moreover, they have all cultivated to the Grandmaster level, and their strength is enough to make many famous elders wary.

Their fighting style is ruthless and unpredictable, using any means necessary, even going so far as to modify their own flesh and blood into a killing weapon.

Its infamous reputation is built upon countless acts of bloodshed and cruelty.

However, the root of this heinous evil lies in the ultimate state of "nothingness".

Behind its power lies a coldness and distortion etched into its very bones from the very beginning of life.

Liang Ting was abandoned by his parents as an infant because of his extremely ugly appearance.

After joining the Ink Tendon Soft Bone School, I received no warmth whatsoever.

Instead, because of his appearance and his taciturn and aloof nature, he suffered endless ridicule and long-term contempt from his fellow disciples.

This daily cold stares and trampling, this inhuman treatment...

Like the most insidious carving knife, it sculpted Liang Ting's heart, which might have originally been just sensitive and insecure, into something completely distorted and cold.

He no longer craved ordinary warmth and acceptance.

They then became extremely eager to be "seen" and "valued".

Even if that "seeing" is fear, and that "paying attention" is hatred.

It's better than being completely ignored and disappearing like dust.

Therefore, they resorted to the most cruel and brutal methods to commit violence and evil.

This became Liang Ting's only way to prove his "existence" and gain the "attention" of others.

Ultimately, this pent-up destructive urge, accumulated over many years, will turn against its closest source.

The school of teachers who gave Liang Ting his skills, but also brought him countless pains and humiliations.

Judging by the timing, it happened during the Lu family's grand banquet.

The horrific tragedy that will shake the world of supernatural beings—Liang Ting's extremely cruel and ruthless slaughter of the entire Ink Tendon Soft Bone Sect, leaving no one alive—is about to happen.

That was the turning point when Liang Ting completely plunged into the abyss and transformed into the "White Owl," and it was also the beginning of his infamy truly resounding throughout the world of supernatural beings.

Li Yuan slowly opened his eyes, as if he "saw" the blood that was about to gush out.

They also "saw" Liang Ting's soul, which blossomed abnormally amidst slaughter and destruction, yet roared hollowly.

He had no intention of changing Liang Ting's nature.

Because that's almost delusional.

His twisted mindset had long since become one with his astonishing skills and extreme behavior.

It cannot be transformed by human power, nor can it be saved by Taoist methods.

Forcibly reversing it is tantamount to destroying its very existence.

This was not what he sought.

What he needs to do is not to futilely "save" or "correct".

It is not so much "guidance" as "exploitation".

Liang Ting craves to be "watched" and desires to prove his "existence" value through extreme means.

Then, give him a grander, more "just" stage that can better satisfy his twisted desires!

What could be more important than the upcoming battlefields where the fate of China rests on...

Using the most ruthless and cruel methods, they slaughtered those damned foreign invaders, becoming the "devil" and "white owl" feared by their enemies...

It is more likely to attract worldwide attention and better demonstrate the weight of its "existence".

Liang Ting's expertise lies in ink-based techniques, flexible bone and muscle techniques, and mechanical talismans...

Especially that kind of ruthless fighting style that's willing to modify oneself and use every means to the extreme to achieve one's goals...

It is precisely the time to prepare for that brutal war to come and to deal with those ruthless aggressors.

The sharpest, most ruthless, and most effective "poisoned blade"!

If left unchecked, it will sink into madness and self-destruction, eventually becoming a terrifying symbol within the entire sex, only knowing how to vent its destructive desires.

That would be...a waste of resources.

The scourge of Japanese pirates will one day engulf the land, its cruelty, its brutality, its madness in destroying all civilization and traditions...

It needs to be cleansed in a more decisive, ruthless, and efficient way.

Moreover, Liang Ting is also a key pawn in his future plans, involving another important force—the "Tang Clan".

The Tang Clan and Quanxing Sect, the Jia Shen Rebellion, and the various entanglements with the future—Liang Ting's existence can serve as a subtle yet powerful entry point.

This matter needs to be addressed on the eve of Liang Ting's complete annihilation of his family and his utter descent into darkness.

The opportunity is fleeting.

However, the Lu family's grand banquet was imminent.

Li Yuan no longer had time to personally travel to the distant northern lands where the Ink Tendon Soft Bone Sect was located.

But this is not an obstacle for him.

The Great Way is profound and all-encompassing; why should it be bound by physical form and distance?

Li Yuan got up and walked to the table.

On the table were only a stack of ordinary yellow paper, an old inkstone, half a piece of cinnabar, and a cup of water without roots—extremely simple.

He did not grind ink or mix vermilion; he simply stood quietly in front of the table and slowly closed his eyes.

Sink your mind into the most mysterious and profound part of the inner landscape.

In an instant, the inn, the lights, and even one's own physical senses receded like the tide.

Only the magnificent and ancient [Da Luo Divine Palace] stands majestically within the interior!

The palaces stretch endlessly, numbering in the millions, each brick and tile condensed from pure Daoist essence, flowing with primordial light.

The palace was filled with countless divine thrones, from the Three Pure Ones, the Four Emperors, and the Star Lords of the Heavens, to the gods of mountains and rivers, the officials of the Thunder Department, and the talisman envoys...

All the deities recorded in Taoist lineages and even folk beliefs have a phantom sitting upright, intertwined with divine light, majestic as the sea, yet harmoniously unified under the supreme will of this palace.

At this moment, Li Yuan's thoughts stirred slightly.

The focus is on various religious areas within the palace related to "the origin of talismans," "spiritual enlightenment," "remote divine communication," and "cross-realm communication."

Especially noteworthy are the divine thrones of "The Supreme Lord of the Three Mountains Talismans", "The Mysterious Lady of the Nine Heavens", "The Daily Duty Officers of the Six Jia and Six Ding", "The Azure Boy Lord", and "The Primordial Elder of the Azure Spirit of the East"...

The light suddenly shone brightly, resonating with his heart from afar.

"Borrowing the power of Heaven and Earth, using talismans to communicate with all the gods."

Li Yuan silently spoke the true words in meditation, his thoughts entering the depths of the Great Luo Palace.

In an instant!

The Daoist aura of the relevant deities in the Great Luo Palace was activated, transforming into strands of "divine spiritual light" that were invisible to the naked eye but contained infinite creative potential.

Following the mysterious connection, it slowly flowed out from the ancestral aperture between Li Yuan's eyebrows and manifested in the real world.

Li Yuan kept his eyes closed, but his right hand naturally rose, his index and middle fingers forming a sword gesture.

The fingertips did not touch any actual object; they merely traced lines in the air.

The first stroke, from top to bottom, is like opening the gates of heaven, invoking the authority of the "Three Mountains Talisman General God"!

Wherever the fingertips passed, the void seemed to be cleaved open by an invisible brush, leaving behind a solidified, lingering purple-gold mark.

Its shape resembles a dragon or snake rising from the land, or the first opening of cloud-like seal script, containing the meaning of governing all talismans and laws under heaven.

The second stroke, from left to right, is like a golden bridge, drawing in the spiritual light of the "Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden" secret mantra!

The purple-gold light traces intertwined and changed, giving rise to countless intricate and mysterious lightning patterns and star points, whose arrangement and combination subtly corresponded to the principles of military formations, battles, and divine transformations.

It endows the talisman with the fierce divine power of "execution" and "barrier breaking".

The third stroke, a looping and turning motion, like a swirling Tai Chi symbol, mobilizes the power transmitted by the "Six Jia and Six Ding Duty Officers"!

The trail of light suddenly became ethereal and fluid, forming the prototype of a void passage that transcends distance and ignores all obstacles.

Ensure that the message and power contained in the talisman can accurately reach the target.

The fourth stroke, tapping the void, is like planting a spiritual seedling, gathering the opportunity for growth and development from "Qing Tong Jun" and "Qing Ling Shi Lao"!

The final touch of purple-gold light fell into the center of the rune, like the finishing touch on a painting, or like sowing a seed of innate spirituality in the chaos.

The entire void rune suddenly "came to life" and was no longer a static pattern.

It is like a miniature spiritual life form with breathing and a pulse.

At the core, one can vaguely see the illusory figure of a solemn and majestic divine official holding a talisman.

This talisman is not an ordinary talisman written on paper.

Instead, Li Yuan uses himself as the fulcrum of the Great Luo Palace in the present world.

It directly mobilizes the authority of the myriad gods' Daoist essence, condensing a "Daoist contract" and a "spiritual embryo" in the void!

It carries a wisp of the original divine thought of Li Yuan, a clear "guiding" instruction, and a magnificent Daoist charm sufficient to briefly manifest miracles.

The light from the void runes flowed and gradually solidified.

Finally, it condensed into a palm-sized, transparent talisman that flowed with a radiant glow of purple-gold and milky white, and slowly drifted down.

It was silently "printed" in the center of that ordinary yellow paper on the table.

The yellow paper moved on its own without wind, as if smoothed by an invisible hand.

The void seal, like mercury spilling onto the ground, perfectly blended into the fibers of the paper.

In an instant!

The texture of the entire sheet of yellow paper seemed to have undergone a fundamental change, becoming as warm and smooth as ancient jade, and as tough as rhinoceros leather.

Mysterious patterns, identical to the runes in the air, appeared on the paper on their own. The light was restrained, yet it exuded a spiritual fluctuation that made one's heart tremble.

Success!

Li Yuan's eyes remained closed, but his mind had shifted from the grand level of constructing the talisman to the more subtle and mysterious stage of "shaping".

He raised his left hand, pinching the base of his middle finger with his thumb, while his right hand, using a sword gesture, lightly touched the talisman on the table, which was no longer made of paper.

"The wondrous methods of the divine palace are the key to creation."

The talisman is the bone, and the thought is the marrow.

A spiritual light transforms the paper into a human form.

By order of the Duty Officer, the Six Jade Maidens will tailor cloud-like garments.

Illusion, reality, inversion, reversal; folding paper, forming a person!

The incantation is not recited.

Instead, he directly communicated with the "Duty Officer" and "Six Ding Jade Maidens" in the Great Luo Palace using his divine thoughts, and issued the highest decree!

On the table, the yellow paper suddenly emitted a soft, milky-white halo!

In the halo, the paper seemed to lose the constraints of matter, transforming into a "spiritual light" with infinite plasticity.

It began to fold, stretch, twist, and change on its own!

It's like the "gestation" and "birth" of a life form!

First, the outline of the "head" condenses in the light, and the faint shadows of facial features emerge. Two points of vermilion red light appear on their own at the position of the eyes. Although there are no pupils, it seems to be able to see into the netherworld.

Then the "torso" and "limbs" differentiated from the light flow, in harmonious proportion, with purple-gold runes flowing at the joints, forming internal energy channels and power hubs;

In the smallest details, the "fingers," "ankles," and even the folds of "clothing" are all naturally formed as the light flows, creating a seamless whole.

Throughout the process, the Taoist aura of the relevant deities in the Daluo Palace was continuously infused.

The "Duty Officer" is endowed with the power and characteristics of "transmitting missions and traversing between Yin and Yang";

The "Six Jade Maidens" tailored a flexible "form" that best suited its movements;

The divine thoughts and guiding instructions contained within the talisman itself become the core "soul" and "memory" of this newborn "spirit".

A few breaths later, the halo suddenly receded.

On the table stood a tiny figure about seven inches tall, made entirely of "jade paper" with faint purple-gold runes flowing around it!

It is no longer a flat origami, but a jade doll with a subtle three-dimensional feel, as if it were finely carved.

With a solemn expression and upright posture, he possessed a profound and majestic air despite his small stature.

Especially those eyes, dotted with vermilion, deep and calm, when looking directly at you.

It made one feel as if they were facing a projection of Li Yuan's own gaze.

As the paper figure took shape, it naturally turned towards the direction of Li Yuan's true form, bowed, cupped its hands, and performed a perfectly standard Daoist kowtow.

The movements were fluid and natural, without any hesitation, as if they possessed independent intelligence and etiquette.

Li Yuan's gaze fell on the paper figure, still clear, yet carrying a hint of the scrutiny and approval of a creator.

He flicked his fingertip, and a point of pure, crystal-like spiritual light, containing a trace of its fundamental light, entered the paper figure's brow.

The paper figure trembled slightly, and the purple-gold runes around it shimmered faster.

Those vermilion eyes shone with a bright red light, their vitality surging, as if a dormant object had been infused with a true soul.

All information about Liang Ting, the location of the North, the current state of the Ink Tendon Soft Bone Sect, and Li Yuan's "guidance plan" and "bottom-line requirements"...

The power of talismans and the authority to communicate with divine thoughts, which can be used when necessary, are all fully activated and integrated at this moment.

"The matter concerning Liang Ting will proceed according to plan."

"The north is far away, so go early and come back early."

Li Yuan spoke, his voice calm, yet it seemed to carry an invisible command.

The little yellow paper figure bowed again, indicating that it had accepted the order.

Li Yuan said no more and simply waved his sleeve.

The guest room windows were silently open, and a cool night breeze blew in.

The paper figure swayed and transformed into a pale golden stream of light that was somewhere between reality and illusion.

Like a light leaf falling in the night wind, it suddenly flew out of the window and disappeared into the deep night sky.

They shot northwards, towards the location of the Ink Tendon Soft Bone Sect's mountain gate!

Its speed surpasses that of a flying bird, and with the protection of talismans, it can conceal its form and hide its presence, making it extremely difficult for ordinary cultivators to detect.

These methods are almost like the legendary magical arts of "turning beans into soldiers" and "cutting paper into horses."

Yet it appears even more profound and lofty, its foundation lying in the unique inner landscape of the Daluo Palace.

With Li Yuan's current level of cultivation, combined with the divine Daoist principles of the Great Luo Palace, his methods have long since transcended the ordinary and entered the realm of sainthood, no longer bound by form.

Now, with a single talisman and a touch of divine thought, I draw upon the divine essence of all gods as ink, transforming the inanimate into a spirit child.

Crossing mountains and rivers, we will manipulate the trajectory of a malevolent star that is about to fall into complete darkness, leading it to a grander, yet more "suitable," bloody journey.

That's enough.

The windows closed quietly, and the room returned to silence, with only the flickering light of the lamp.

Li Yuan sat back down on the futon, his breathing becoming calm.

It was as if the "drawing talismans in the void and communicating with spirits by folding paper" technique that had just impressed any master of the talisman school was nothing more than a matter of breathing.

He calmed his mind slightly, leaving the matters in the north to the paper figure containing his own divine thoughts and the Daoist charm of the Great Luo Palace to handle, as it would naturally have its own spiritual response.

He needed to focus his attention back, becoming calm and collected, in order to deal with the even more complex and intricate human game at the Lu family banquet tomorrow.