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

"The golden hammer and jade iron sparkle on the fire bow, with the heavenly shaking drum booming deep and strong. The mighty Heavenly Gang Saint descends with true wisdom, the Immortal Heaven Talisman commands with radiant spiritual power!


To shock and dispel all evils without leaving a trace, I now summon the Thunder God. From all directions, a sudden blaze engulfs, and flags fly high under the daylight, waving through the void!


Imperial Decree, thunder strikes with the weight of ten thousand jun, fall!"


Sage Qingxia, dressed in a blue palace garment that seemed woven from clouds, draped in a thin mist-like cloud brocade, with her feet clad in ice silk shoes that tread upon the clouds.


In her hands, she held one green and one purple sword, their entire lengths engraved with runes and talisman characters, she spoke coldly, commanding the Heaven and Earth spiritual mechanism.


Chapter 497: The Twelve Ancient Corpses