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

Wang Yuan couldn't help but feel warmth in his heart. Sister Ruan truly treated him as a candidate for the "Corpse Dissection Immortal" that the Dou Department prepared for cultivation.


In his past life, he had experienced the struggle of forging his own path alone and after suffering many losses, he deeply understood how crucial it was to have a dedicated guide.


Just a little guidance at critical moments could save him from taking so many detours and prevent him from being senselessly battered and bruised.


It's not that the gap in awareness between people is truly vast as heaven and earth.


Rather, the experience, vision, and access to information of a guide are beyond the reach of ordinary people.


At critical times, they can naturally make more appropriate choices.


In this Heavenly Gate where life could be taken at any moment, this was even more the case.


Chapter 507: Marquis of Wind, Rain Master, An Unexpected Encounter