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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 185: The Seven Treasures of Pure Fire, Dharma Conch Connects the Heart

After Wang Yuan and the other two reported their findings to their colleagues in Dengzhou Prefecture, everyone set out hurriedly to catch the Fanatic in their own jurisdiction.

As expected, half of Dengzhou Prefecture had already been plunged into chaos by the sudden appearance of these Weird incidents.

The Ventilation Bells, used to monitor the movements of demonic presences, also rang incessantly as if sounding the alarm of doom.

The officials, feeling as if their lives were nearly over, had abandoned all hope these past few days, indulging in reckless revelry, utterly unreliable.

The Imperial Dragon Guard could only gather the staff available and deploy all the Powerful Warriors who had received special training and mastered some Magic.

The divisibility of the Fanantic was an insoluble problem for ordinary people, but their actual strength was quite ordinary.