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

Compared to the suddenly alarmed Wave Flipping Army, which had been stunned like wooden chickens, the King Jing Army, having been alerted earlier, responded much more quickly.


Moreover, in the arms trade, the export version is always at least a generation behind the domestic version.


The products from Dushuo Mountain were no exception.


Perhaps the Thunder Sails Cannon, capable of sinking a Great Yan Treasure Ship with a single hit, had not yet met the technological standard.


But the Demon Suppression General Cannon, a generation more advanced than the export Divine Might General Cannon, was already mass-produced, well sufficient for the Firearm Camp of King Jing's forces.


"Disciple summons the Demon Suppression General to the altar!"


As the artillerymen's chant thundered through the heavens, one by one, giants clad in black armor, clasping long spears and with a faint glimmer of lightning, answered the call.


Chapter 514: War Ghost, Asura King!