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

Forty li east of Yunjing City lies Fenglin Town.


"Indeed, indeed, after eating grass for several months, today I can finally enjoy a meal fit for a human.""


A burly man with a long face sat on a stool, delicately sipped his wine, and then ate a fennel seed, his face showing an expression of utmost enjoyment.


Although in these times, for ordinary families to have a bowl of muddy wine and a dish of fennel seeds is already a very luxurious enjoyment.


Yet to be intoxicated to this extent was still quite rare.


Unlike his leisurely manner, the aged tavern owner glanced several times at the yellow dusk outside and the street that was already empty.


Finally, he couldn't resist coming over to the long-faced man, smiling apologetically, and said,


"Sir, it's getting dark. You should leave soon, as we need to close up."


"It's said that Liu Yidao has made his way to our Fenglin Town.


Chapter 373: Sword Master! Executioner! Demons run amok!