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

High-proof Baijiu did not align with the tastes of the literati and scholars at all, and the "wine" in poetry and classical masterpieces mostly did not refer to it.


In other words, suddenly traveling back to ancient times and expecting high-proof Baijiu to wildly succeed and be fervently pursued by the ancients was wishful thinking.


The mild-flavored rice wine was the revered art of Red County Shenzhou, whereas the spicy Baijiu was decidedly common and simply not popular!


Of course, now that there were no other choices,


even among various distilled spirits, those top-grade ones that caught her fancy had already been thoroughly tried by the jar of spirits.


Ruan Hongxiao was naturally familiar with this type of strong spirit made from sugarcane and obtained through distillation techniques.


It could only be praised for its "purity."


Chapter 502: Xiangfei Tears, Raising the Stakes - Part 2