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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.

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Chapter 130: By the Turbid River, the flower drums play, the Red Dragon falls off Yunhe Bridge!

"Ah ah ah—!"

"Mom! Don't, please!"

"Help..."

Even as the border army atop the city walls still desperately resisted, the occasional corpses that broke through the defenses continued to send endless screams into the City God Temple.

The Winter Official, quietly kneeling before the statue, had aged so much in just half a two-hour period that he hardly looked the same.

It seemed like a mere gust of wind could take his life right there and then.

His appearance was withered and frail, but his eyes still glowed with a frightening intensity.

A dragon shadow still circled above his head, using the six lines as a foundation, continuously evolving one divination diagram after another.

"Cough cough, the extraction of the Dharma Prohibition is only temporary, a stronger 'Dragon Qi Prohibition' will re-cover this city in a quarter of an hour.

Regrettably... I can't wait any longer, and neither can the people of Luoyang.