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Killing Dao Fruit

"Nine Heavens cast down the Undying Tree, from the tomb the Immortal's bones were fetched; Taoist Venerable tut-tutted as they drank blood plasma, Old Buddha relished in the chew of meat; Beasts and livestock rang the Dharma Drum, city foxes and hole-dwelling rats boiled in the pot; In the Immortality Wine, the resentful spirits were fishy, at the Killing Banquet, the Dao Fruit was bitter!” In this world where Daoist Skill manifested, countless Sect Cultivators, Side Door Magicians, princes and scholars, officials of high rank and nobles all coveted immortality! Owl God Tomb, stealing heavenly secrets, Pearl Gathering Skill, Holy Infant Pill, bone effigies, Yin God Shrine, human-transformed monsters, Undying Elixir, Red Line Poison, Blood Immortal insects, Mermaid Meat, gold-threaded robes, Five Poisons Primordial Spirit, Seven Star Life Extension... They killed and harmed life only to steal the "Killing Dao Fruit" borne upon that Undying Tree! Until... a sly "Fishing Man" came to this world. Wang Yuan, born with the Small Book of Life and Death, had but a simple and unadorned dream: Amid bustling strings and smoky vistas, on a night bathed in moonlight, in peace and quiet did I lean on the rail, savoring the wind, toasting to the stars. With his "Bride in bridal clothes," watching the sunrise at Taishan in the morning, admiring Qionghua in Luoyang at noon, and drinking under the aurora by the North Sea in the evening. "But you all smell so incredibly fragrant! No more, none shall escape, for today I shall crowdfund Cultivating Immortality! Please... my treasure, turn around!” The blood-red veil of the Bride abruptly fluttered to the ground.

Beihai Whaling · Eastern
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Chapter 91: Settling the Aftermath in the Tomb, Accidentally Entering the Red Sleeve's Invitation (Seeking Subscriptions)

Three "two hours" later, at 7 p.m., it was also the beginning of the night watch.

Wearing a green shirt and with a Tiger Head Saber strapped to his waist, Wang Yuan stepped through the chilling wind and emerged from the "Yin Road" into the Owl God Tomb.

Even with mental preparation, the sight of the bustling festival scene before his eyes still rendered him slightly transfixed.

What appeared before Wang Yuan was not the cold and icy underground palace of a tomb, but... the vast Luoyang City!

In the flourishing city, lights were shining brightly everywhere.

The burning candle grease almost turned the night into day.

In the bustling night market, brimming with people jostling shoulder-to-shoulder, there was Qianghu currency, fragrances, jewels, furs, fine painted silk fans, delicate color paper fans, filigree dresses, Casual Scarves...