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

A huge cloud of swirling colors unfurled before their eyes, its destination unknown.


Reclining leisurely with legs crossed within the Three Realms Beyond, Great Fate severely gulped a mouthful of his self-brewed chilled fine wine.


Mortals' souls pass through one dream realm and are immediately sent to the next, and ultimately, without exception, they are completely assimilated by 'Yellow Millet Village.'


In each dream realm, there are affiliates belonging to the Hundred-Eyed Spirit Official, varying in number and strength.


Essentially, their organizational structure is not much different from the sects and Weird in the Mortal World.


They all suck blood in layers, sustaining the sanity and promotions of those at the top."


"Before coming here, I thought we could only rely on batches of cannon fodder to try our luck in countless dream realms.


Chapter 531: Colorful Cloud Shop Weaves Brocade, Seven Fairies Seeking a Son-in-law