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 Huotong Mountain was the outer palace of the Dragon and Tiger Temple.


On another neighboring peak, a regional assembly of cultivators in Liangzhou, known as the Dragon and Tiger Meeting, took place.


This property, belonging to the Dragon and Tiger Temple, relied on solid financial strength and exceptional martial power for protection. In the land of Liangzhou, it existed like a territorial tiger.


Neither the "Cloud Tower Ghost Market," "Netherworld Square," nor "Wealth Qi Tower" could dare challenge its prestige.


The cold wind was biting, and snowflakes fluttered around.


In an elegant and tranquil teahouse at that place, two people were sitting around a stove.


One, a handsome young monk in moon-white robes with red lips and white teeth, and the other, a bright girl in a water-green silk dress and matching embroidered shoes.


Chapter 475: Hearsay Becomes Believed by Many