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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 · Fantasi Timur
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269 Chs

Chapter 171: Ghost Market Strange Tales, A Chance Encounter with an Oiran

Outside Yunhe County, the surface of Mirror Lake was as smooth as a mirror.

With one two-hour period before dawn, a thick milky white mist quietly enveloped the lakeshore.

Deep within the fog, a red light suddenly lit up, resembling a lantern.

A group of people with odd appearances, who had already been waiting by the lake for quite some time, immediately stood up and walked towards the red light.

Boom—!

The red divine light suddenly surged, opening up a magnificent and ancient doorway in front of this nearly hundred-strong contingent.

The vermillion lacquered gate was inlaid with iron characters, with "Justice" cast on the left, "Reach the Sky" on the right, and the horizontal tablet reading "No Deceiving".

"So this is the 'Cloud Tower Ghost Market' where the heroic thief 'Here I Am' chose to consign his grains? It truly is extraordinary!