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

After the Matchmaker followed the surpassingly handsome man into the city, there was surprisingly a third wave.


Within the weird burning cinders beneath the city, two more fortunate souls belonging to the "marriage" path suddenly leapt onto the city walls.


They were two children, small in stature but with the faces of adults.


One held a lotus flower, the other a round box, hopping and leaping all the way, dancing toward each other.


Wherever they went, those who were "lovingly" facing each other on the city walls instantly merged into one, never to be separated for the rest of their lives.


The lotus and round box in their hands, "lotus" homophonic with "harmony" and "box" with "union," precisely symbolized unity and harmony.


Those "blessed" by them would from then on stick close like glue, with love stronger than gold, never able to be parted.


Chapter 380: Ying Huo Star Lord, A Message in the Red Leaves