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

Cold, heavy, powerless, unable to move.


When Wang Yuan, who had indulged in drinking at Long Bo's enthusiastic reception, slowly opened his eyes again in a daze, it seemed as if a milky white fog was gradually dissipating before him.


He then realized he had become a creature with a serpent's body and a human face, yet he felt as if he were paralyzed, completely unable to control this body.


He watched helplessly as another of his kind, also with the body of a serpent and the face of a human, bound him tightly with a copper chain that had been cursed with witchcraft.


"Erfu! You treasonous subject dare to kill me?!"


But no matter how fiercely he struggled and cursed with red eyes, it was all to no avail.


The subordinate he had called Erfu, with a hideous smile on his face, picked up a golden spear glittering with precious light and thrust it fiercely into his heart.


Chapter 499 Nightmare