Beihai Whaling

"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.

Killing Dao Fruit

On the banks of the Luoshui River, large trees toppled, and birds in the forest took flight in alarm.


A thunderous roar split the air, and Wang Yuan, with his clothes in tatters, was once again sent flying. He pushed off against a thick tree trunk with his feet, then lunged at Zheng Yong once more.


One an "Integrated Force," the other a "Non-Human," the two combatants clashed flesh on flesh, the fight having already lasted the duration of a cup of tea.


Though Wang Yuan was consistently on the defensive throughout, every time he was knocked down, he immediately sprang up from the ground, lively as a dragon, to continue taking hits.


Amidst the clash of the two martial techniques "White Tiger Military Art" and "Mystic Armor Military Technique,"


every inch of his skin, every muscle fiber was being relentlessly tempered, rapidly breaking through the limits of the human body and converging towards a much more formidable type of being.


Chapter 45 Today, Non-Human Again