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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 · Oriental
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267 Chs

Chapter 217: Under the Gun, All Creatures are Equal!

The night was dark and deep, void of both moon and stars.

Boom! Boom! Boom!...

Resembling the rumbling of thunder, the sounds of war drums and cannon fire echoed back and forth across the sea, two hundred li northeast of Penglai Immortal Mountain.

In the depth of night, an unprecedented sea battle set this expanse of ocean ablaze, turning it into a fiery purgatory.

The sea surface was littered with burning warships, shattered planks, masts, and dying sailors clinging to barrels, wailing endlessly...

Countless had died here, and so much blood had been spilt that even the profound depths of the ocean appeared to take on a bleeding hue.

In this battle, one side was led by King Jing's, Zhou Jinhuan, who had taken the initiative to strike deep into enemy territory, targeting the Long Water Camp, one of the thirty-six camps of the Great Yan Navy.