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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 218: Old Almanac, Summoning the Flood Dragon

Ninghai State, Xuankong Flying Temple.

Early in the morning, a boisterous voice echoed through the ancient Daoist observatory:

"Master Qianxing, it has been many days. When are we finally going to act against the Water Virtue Flood Dragon?

You keep saying the time is not ripe, the time is not ripe. So when is the right time to make our move?

The two of us promised in front of Young Master Xue to capture Mrs. Long Shao alive and deliver her to him (Chapter 193).

Four days ago, when Daoist Fellow Shen Jiantong and the Zhong father and son went to scout for the Azure Dragon's whereabouts, their Soul Lamps went out one after another. Young Master Xue has already thrown a thunderous fit over this.

We, who are in charge of snatching the Water Virtue Dragon Robe, absolutely cannot afford any more slip-ups.

Delay leads to unexpected changes. If you do not act soon, I, Old Dong, will have to take matters into my own hands!"