Killing Dao Fruit
Chapter 125 - 122: Thunder Roars Dispelling Demonic Miasma, Karmic Fire Refines the Masses of Evil!

Chapter 125: Chapter 122: Thunder Roars Dispelling Demonic Miasma, Karmic Fire Refines the Masses of Evil!

Excited, together with seven other people, he entered the Elegant Pavilion.

Zhu Bo’an truly realized that the pleasures of the "Immortals" were incomparable to those of the mortal world.

The decorations of a mere brothel’s pavilion were extravagantly luxurious, almost comparable to the Luoyang Royal Mansion he had once been fortunate enough to visit.

He totally disregarded whether it was against the rules or not.

At the conference, food from the mountains and seas were served; all kinds of delicacies were available. It didn’t matter that there was a catastrophe outside, even in years of abundance he had never seen such a setup.

There were also some meats he couldn’t identify; they were tender and smooth, delicious in taste, yet he had no idea from what kind of animal they came.

Moreover, all these expenses were completely free.

He instantly felt that the wine tasted sweeter, the meat tenderer, and the people more beautiful here.

Lost in the joy, he felt as if he was floating and nearly forgot his own name.

Although the other seven possessed some spells and were considered first-class magicians,

most of their techniques were inferior Mixed Skills, none able to achieve Receiving Talisman to Enlightenment; they were only at the lowest hierarchy of the cultivation world.

Zhu Bo’an, a son of an official family, even looked down on them as they indulged greedily in the feast, their eating manners resembling those of a condemned man’s last meal.

The young man scorned these competitors, thinking inwardly,

"With beauties in front, such eating manners are indeed crude!"

However, that didn’t stop him from eating two extra bowls of rice in the company of the Nun Jade Cicada’s lovely presence.

After the wine went around three times and the dishes five, his face felt warm.

Ding—!

Accompanied by the sound of the jade chime, this peculiar conference finally got to the heart of the matter.

Besides Zhu Bo’an, the mortal youth who was merely enjoying himself unaware,

others were sitting upright with solemn expressions, even showing a resolve as if ready to eradicate all hesitations.

It seemed the conference was not just about selecting a joyous Taoist pair.

Without needing musicians to perform, stunning celestial music began to resonate throughout the pavilion on its own.

Dressing up in colorful garments like a flying fairy, Nun Jade Cicada lightly jumped onto a lotus platform barely larger than a basin.

Aftter a gentle bow to the audience, she stretched her arms and delicately began a dance called "Desire’s Extreme Joy Dance."

Her dance moves were sometimes sacred, at times enchanting, seeming as if she could ride the wind away at any moment.

Simultaneously, pieces of her clothing and jewelry began to slide off, her charms glimpsed intermittently with her movements, simply indescribable.

The audience was captivated, utterly entranced.

Ultimately when the Jeweled Crown fell from her head, her three thousand strands of hair dark as ink hung all the way down to her hips; surprisingly, the nun had not shaved her head.

The movements of the dance fluttered and retracted with the wind, her captivating eyes rippling seductively along her hairline.

With every gesture and look, she had hooked away not just the souls but the entire essence, energy, and spirit from all eight people present.

For every audience member attending the conference, they perceived the Divine Girl as not simply dancing on the lotus platform, but rather bewitchingly prancing upon their own bodies.

Suddenly,

one of the elderly men’s body shook violently, his eyes, previously lost in a dreamy pink, suddenly rolled back white, and he growled,

"This is the most worthy moment of my life!"

Immediately after, his desires were fully ignited, all his essence energy gathered at the crown of his head, explosively growing into a Blood Flesh Lotus mixed with red and gray hues.

The rolling essence and energy, like signals of war, merged into the body of Nun Jade Cicada.

Zhu Bo’an, who had been immersed in the ocean of joy, finally showed a spark of clarity in his eyes.

It dawned on him that perhaps the most expensive things were those given for free.

Moreover, among everyone present, it seemed he was the only one unaware of the consequences of failing the test—death!

Kongle Dual Movement Skill

It’s a sublime dual cultivation technique, essentially a great joy for both genders in their shared existence.

If the fate and physical constitutions were compatible, jointly cultivating the Kongle Dual Movement Skill enacting as Dharma Protector Ming King and Consort Ming, both of their cultivation speeds could instantly double.

If viewed from this perspective, it’s almost a divine technique everyone longs for.

However, awkwardly, it’s merely a Mystical Department Taoist Skill, with a major flaw in how one selects a Taoist partner.

Not just any man and woman can become Taoist friends and perform dual cultivation.

Because the most critical precept taboo of the Kongle Dual Movement is:

"During cultivation, when Consort Ming is in ’joy’, Ming King must be ’void’; and when Consort Ming is ’void’, Ming King must then be ’joy’.

Only then can they achieve the purpose of controlling desire through desire, enhancing their Taoist skills."

If they lose control during their dual cultivation, they might turn into beasts driven only by desire, or even more likely, just one such beast.

Therefore, if they cannot achieve this, no matter how strong the man is or even if his looks rival Pan An, he wouldn’t catch the eyes of the nuns.

The tenets of fate and physical constitution compatibility are profoundly esoteric, even the monastery’s abbess finds them hard to predict.

They can only test each through the "Desire’s Extreme Joy Dance."

If there were only two or three potential males to test, they wouldn’t mind using their own bodies directly to let them taste the sweetness truly.

With a larger crowd, they’d have to simplify the process.

The ones who survive are potential Ming Kings for dual cultivation; those who don’t are merely considered furnace dregs for energy harvesting.

And for the nuns of the Six Desires Monastery, naturally, the more Dharma Protector Ming Kings they have, the better, thus they hold the Kongle Dharma Conference every now and then.

Jade Cicada also had accumulated Dharma Protector Ming Kings, but half a month earlier, all were wiped out by Nie Renxiong’s "Yin God Sword - Taiyin Split Light" attack.

Hence, after recovering from her injuries, she was ready to replenish her ranks using the assistance of her fellow Daoists.

As for the inner workings and risks of the Kongle Dual Movement Skill, all these unaffiliated Loose People were well aware.

But for them, to be incorporated as Ming King into the Six Desires Monastery would be a great fortune, akin to being reborn.

I gamble my life for tomorrow!

It was also a cultivation version of "Granny, I don’t want to try anymore."

For many lechers, even if they ultimately failed and died, it was entirely worth it to have shared moments with a beauty in the "Six Desires Bliss Dance" illusion.

Among the eight people, only Zhu Bo’an had blundered into it.

But by the time he realized what had happened, his body still felt like it was floating to heaven, extremely joyful, but he was already no longer in control of himself.

The veins on his forehead started to throb incessantly, as if a blood flesh lotus was about to bloom above his head.

At this point, he was thoroughly frightened.

"Help, help, this isn’t the joy I wanted.

I won’t practice the Joyful Zen Technique anymore, I don’t want any Superior Mystical Department Taoist Skill.

I want to go back and choose the Sumeru Pot Heaven Skill, mom, dad, I’m coming home! I’ll never run away from home again!"

In the center of the Elegant Pavilion, a nun with only a single Golden Bracelet left on her left arm, continued to immerse herself in her "Six Desires Bliss Dance."

Once the "Kongle Dharma Conference" began, there were only two possible outcomes: life or death, with no room for withdrawing halfway through.

If one could endure for the duration of a dance, then just barely, their endurance was considered passable.

Almost as Zhu Bo’an’s eyes began to gradually whiten, about to prove with yet another flesh lotus that he was not the Dharma Protector Ming King destined for the Jade Cicada nun.

At that moment, the lights in the room dimmed suddenly, seeming to take on a tinge of deep blue.

Crack!

A hand as thin as paper, forcefully landed on Zhu Bo’an’s shoulder.

An extremely cold gust of air blew into his shoulder well point, swiftly circulating through his body, scattering all the whimsical thoughts in the young man’s heart.

Zhu Bo’an also shivered violently, suddenly coming to his senses.

But in the nun’s eyes, it was a Paperman, thin to the extreme, completely indiscernible in features, that squeezed through the window gap little by little.

It drifted leisurely to the mortal boy’s side and simply extended a hand to effortlessly interrupt his "Six Desires Bliss Dance."

She couldn’t help but cry out in surprise:

"Yin God Control?"

But in an instant, she reacted. If this had been a Yin God setting out like when Nie Renxiong commanded the sword, she would have been dead by now.

Her face turned grim:

"No, just a Red Seal Mage’s ghostly avatar.

Dare to meddle in my affairs, you are asking for death!"

Nearby.

Although Zhu Bo’an had escaped the trap, he was still terrified, with no more feelings of admiration for the beauty before him, only full of dread.

And this Paperman savior’s appearance was equally creepy, making his teeth chatter involuntarily.

But good upbringing still made him shakily thank Wang Yuan right away:

"Thank you, noble one, for saving my life. I shall never forget this great kindness and debt!"

But then Paperman Wang Yuan forcefully pushed him on the shoulder, causing him to step into the air and fall into a recently opened Yin Road.

As he was still dizzy and disoriented, he heard a clear voice next to his ear that contained no trace of ghostly aura:

"Less nonsense, if you’re grateful go thank your dad. Showing understanding for your family elders matters more than anything.

You are just a mortal. Follow the guiding lights; don’t look back, and once you reach the end, you’ll be in Luoyang City."

A guiding light formed of ghost fire shot out from Wang Yuan’s fingertip, illuminating the path ahead for Zhu Bo’an.

And at the moment the Yin Road closed again.

Sizzle—!

The Paperman was sliced into two by the nun’s knife-like palm.

The face of the Paperman, lacking even features, gave the nun a nonchalant once-over, and finally let out a scoff that nearly drove her mad:

"Tsk tsk, lady, before you were promoted to Red Seal, you were already at least... forty, right? You play quite wildly."

Then the ghost fire suddenly flared from under his feet, completely incinerating the Paperman.

"Ahh! You witch, I will tear you into a thousand pieces!"

In the Elegant Pavilion, the disrupted nun, poked where it hurt, suddenly began to stomp in fury, causing another tumultuous upheaval.

However.

What the ghost fire ignited was not just the Paperman but also the thousands of Mixed Element Thunderbolts prearranged in the entire street market.

Below the Hundred Ghosts Forest, countless ghost fires sprung up in an instant, enhanced by Wang Yuan’s Taoist skills, and erupted violently.

Suddenly.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!...

Accompanied by thunderous explosions like a fierce storm,

The entire Hundred Ghosts Forest shook violently, hurling wood chips and limbs, tiptoeing tiles and shattered corpses...

The primarily wooden constructions of the Wealth Qi Buildings, along with the demons indulging within, virtually ascended to the heavens simultaneously!

Following was like the roar of Zhu Rong descending to the earth, hell churning, and the fiery Karma Fire Red Lotus engulfing everything, turning the entire street market to dust and smoke.

However.

In the very center of the street market, the towering main building of the Wealth Qi Building, though also severely damaged, had not completely collapsed.

For it was a meticulously crafted Magic Artifact, which had enabled the market to unfold overnight thanks to the power of this treasure.

At this time, it also successfully saved the life of its owner.

"Thief! Who is it—?!"

In an outrageously frenzied roar, a brilliant line of golden sword light burst forth from the rooftop, sweeping across the surrounding sea of flames.

And after a lapse of half a month, it was the Yin God Sword once again!