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

To borrow technique from Star Lord Taibai, one naturally had to pay a handling fee.


Old Master Wang believed in fair dealing, charging only a mere seventy percent interest.


Even if it later consumed great magic power to promote this beneficial practice widespread for the good of the people, others might make a small profit, but he would never be at a loss.


At the same time, outside Duan Zhiyin's delivery room.


Wang Yuan felt the Taoist skill inside him growing continuously and nodded in satisfaction,


"Though compared to a Sage of Dharma Image, this bit of profit is but a mosquito's leg.


Yet, it wins by its constant, unending trickle.


Even if I were to lie flat and idle away my days henceforth, I could still ascend step by step to the peak of Green Seal.


Looking up, he saw Zhou Jinghuan and Duan Xing'an, Zhiyin's brother, pacing nervously back and forth, casting anxious glances towards the delivery room.


Chapter 587: Turning Waste into Treasure, Filth Cleaning for Survival_3