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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 · Huyền huyễn
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267 Chs

Chapter 207 Trapped in the Living Dragon Gate, Straying into Penglai Mountain

Thud!

Still shirtless, Wang Yuan tumbled out from the "Yin Road" and landed on his bottom in the sand, heaving for breath.

After successively enduring the triple assaults aboard the Great Yan Treasure Ship and the intense military formation clashes set by Mr. Wufeng, Wang Yuan, who had just broken through, was indeed significantly drained.

Fortunately,

"We've finally escaped."

Once again setting foot on land, the solid ground beneath him, did Wang Yuan begin to reclaim the sense of security that he had long missed.

Turning his head to look at Zhou Jinhuan, who was also gasping for breath from the internal injuries caused by standing firm against the cannon bombardment, he couldn't help but "concernedly" ask:

"Big Cousin, are you alright?"

This made the usually solitary King Jing's heart warm.

Having just met, Wang Yuan had already saved him twice; this capable young cousin was truly someone he could rely on!