Killing Dao Fruit
Chapter 150 - 147 Mountain Sea Tao, Xu Zhenzhi

Chapter 150: Chapter 147 Mountain Sea Tao, Xu Zhenzhi

Because of a slight delay along the way, Wang Yuan found many people had already arrived when he entered the temple.

Stone Buddha Temple had specially set aside a vast courtyard with gardens, artificial mountains, streams, and pavilions nested in layers. Among the mutually sheltering flowers and plants, over a hundred desks were arranged.

In the courtyard.

There were familiar demons and heretics whispering in pairs and threes, who knows what secretive schemes they were fermenting;

Some were already grasping the free liquor and drinking merrily, afraid that drinking slowly would let others take advantage of it; some took the opportunity of the crowd to set up makeshift stalls on the spot, exuding a commerce-savvy aura with not a trace of immortal spirit...

Because the divine skills and Daoist abilities of various sects and schools differed drastically.

Apart from the four levels of cultivation—Red Seal Mage, Yellow Seal Mage, Green Seal Sage, Purple Seal Immortal (Corpse Dissection Immortal)—the entire cultivation world has nothing to do with standardization.

Therefore, many things that are regarded as trash by you may be priceless treasures to me.

Not missing any opportunity for trade is the instinct of many loose practitioners.

The big and small stalls also filled this gathering with the atmosphere of a marketplace.

Apart from that one time he sneaked into the "Wine, Color, and Wealth Qi Tower," this was the first time Wang Yuan had attended such a cultivation meeting.

It was clear that with the decline of "Dragon Qi Prohibition," the level of such cultivation gatherings had suddenly increased quite a bit.

Having seen more and more cultivators, Wang Yuan could roughly estimate the strength level of these magicians with his [eyes as dark as indigo jade].

Before his eyes, several Red Seal Mages who were clearly out of the ordinary passed by.

As for the Yellow Seal Mages who had cultivated their own [Dharma Light], with even more distinct characteristics, there wasn’t a single one.

Apparently, the level of this gathering wasn’t too high; "Yin God Realm" was probably the limit.

"Taoist Fellow, given your age, this treasure is exactly what you need.

Whether your lifespan is nearing its end or not, consuming one [Blood Ginseng Life Extension Pill] can extend your lifespan by another ten years and add fuel to your longevity.

Such a precious and rare treasure that can extend life is a great fortune to come across just once in your life; you definitely should not miss it!"

Wang Yuan turned his head and looked at a small stall beside him.

A young man dressed in a mandarin jacket as a layman was peddling treasures to an old traveler with a knapsack on his back and straw sandals on his feet.

On the stall, there was a case made of bamboo, three transparent worm eggs stored in a small box, and a huge ginseng as long as a small child’s arm.

This ginseng was blood-red all over, with complete arms, legs, beard, and hair. Even the wrinkles faintly made up the panicked face of an old man, fully detailed and strikingly lifelike.

To say nothing of consuming it, just one glance made Wang Yuan feel greatly nourished.

So he stopped and listened with curiosity for a while.

Only then did he find out that what the other party was selling wasn’t the huge blood-red ginseng but the three "Blood Ginseng Poison" poison worm eggs in the little box.

One poison worm egg cost a thousand taels of silver.

Before the poison worms hatched, their eggs were to be parasitized within the year, month, day, and personal columns on someone’s life plate who had the same birth year, month, and day (either born on the same date or pushed back by a cycle of sixty years or afterward by sixty years).

The Blood Ginseng Poison would then absorb the life force and blood of the parasitized person to grow rapidly.

It would eventually become a half-flesh, half-rooted Blood Ginseng, a great medicinal ingredient for extending life that was also called [Blood Ginseng Life Extension Pill].

Consuming it raw could extend life and benefit longevity, enabling an elderly person on the brink of death to forcefully live an additional ten years!

However, the voice of Lady Peach Fairy came from within asking,

"Hehe, Dharma Master, this so-called [Blood Ginseng Life Extension Pill] is actually malevolent.

It’s a concoction researched by those madmen from the ’Peach God Tao’ Medicine Immortal Sect, in combination with their poison techniques.

Back then, our ’Purple Ganoderma Temple’ helped them sell a lot of them.

They indeed extend life for ten years, but they also cause the body, divine soul, and mind to gradually deteriorate.

After ten years, whether their lifespan has ended or not, they will turn into a huge Blood Ginseng and plant themselves into the ground.

A year later, they will ’rebirth’ being able to run and walk, but transformed into a different kind of demon, becoming prime material for refining the [Immortal Elixir].

It is said that the Medicine Immortal Sect secretly cultivates a garden full of ’Blood Ginseng Demons’ that they have killed."

"Not at all surprising."

Wang Yuan had long grown accustomed to the style of the cultivation world, and his way of thinking had also begun to turn bizarre.

He truly felt that in this world of divine deceit, if harming a single life could yield ten additional years of lifespan, it was too cheap.

Now it seemed, if it was because others were still eyeing your "principal," then it made complete sense.

In the records of the White Jade Scroll, the ’Medicine Immortal Sect’ was founded by ancestors Zaofu of the Ying and Zhao clans, possessing three fundamental immortal formulas which were progressively advanced.

[Immortal Elixir] for consumption allows entry as [Red Seal Mage], extending life beyond its original limit by ten years.

[Penglai Immortal Formula] for consumption allows entry as [Yellow Seal Mage], extending life beyond its original limit by thirty years.

[Yaochi Immortal Formula] requires six of their own mages as great medicine, refined over a cycle of sixty years. For consumption allows entry as [Green Seal Sage], extending life beyond its limit by a cycle of sixty years.

The old man looked to be in his fifties, with nothing particularly divine about him.

But when faced with the young man who was insistently pushing the "treasure" into his hands, his eyes, full of stories, sparkled with intensity as if they could see through the flesh and straight into someone’s heart.

He waved his hand and simply refused, saying,

"I have no need for it. You’d better keep this fine thing for yourself to enjoy."

Snap!

But as he pushed away, the box containing the three worm eggs suddenly fell to the ground, and two of them were directly smashed.

The stall owner suddenly became desperate and grabbed the old man’s sleeve:

"You can’t go! Old man, you owe me for my treasure!"

Seeing this.

A Taoist who had been watching, enthusiastically stepped forward, trying to mediate the situation:

"Let me, an outsider, say something fair. Actually, both sides are at fault here.

How about the old gentleman makes a compromise and buys all these eggs, so the stall owner doesn’t suffer too much of a loss, and you, sir, won’t be taken advantage of either?"

The young stall owner was still arguing:

"This isn’t about money at all. A single worm egg is worth ten years of life span, and it’s hard to buy even if you have the money!

Is my price of a thousand taels too much? Why should I give him a discount?"

Wang Yuan, who had been watching the commotion with interest, heard the Peach Fairy inside him continue:

"Dharma Master, although they might look similar on the outside, I’ve dealt with hundreds of ’Blood Ginseng Poison’ and I’m certain the two that broke are fakes. Only the last one is real.

This person has a wicked heart, targeting old men who seem easy to bully. He not only wants their lives but also to drain their wealth.

Among us evildoers, his way of doing things is particularly ugly.

Watch, even if that old gentleman negotiates the price down to five hundred taels, he will definitely go for it."

At this moment, three or four other onlookers beside them started suggesting their own ideas, helping the buyer and seller quickly settle on a compensation plan, buying everything, good and bad, for two thousand taels.

"Alright, then, I’ll take a loss. Just my bad luck today.

For two thousand taels, take them all."

Once the stall owner reluctantly agreed, the pressure immediately fell on the old man.

Facing the endless persuasions and mediations from the crowd.

The somewhat overwhelmed old man, who seemed to be standing alone against the others, stroked his beard and suddenly turned to Wang Yuan, the only one who had not joined in the persuasions.

He cupped his hands and, with a look of distress, asked him:

"Young man, you can simply call me Old Xu. My name is Xu Zhenzhi.

I’d like to ask you, under what circumstances can one prove that a person is clearly planning to swindle someone?"

Wang Yuan was taken aback, but soon he understood what the old man was getting at.

He felt this was a clever man.

He glanced at the young stall owner’s face, which was growing ugly, and responded with a hint of amusement:

"When he says, ’This isn’t about the money’?"

With an evaluating look, he saw that the malicious young man wasn’t even a Red Seal Mage.

He himself had killed many such crooks in Luoyang City and was naturally not afraid of offending people.

The old man nodded in rapid agreement, looking most convinced, then swept a glance at the onlookers and asked another question:

"Young man, I’d like to ask in what circumstances can one prove that a person has actually been bribed?"

Wang Yuan, in a perfectly coordinated response, said softly:

"When he says, ’Let me speak a word of justice’?"

Inside Wang Yuan.

"Pfft! Giggle... Hahaha..."

Huang Wu, Lady Peach Fairy, and even the usually stoic Nie Hongying, couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

Though each of their laughter sounded different, all were incredibly pleasant and melodious to the ear.

However.

Including the stall owner, the four or five onlookers around them simultaneously changed their expressions.

But in the end, they chose not to confront head-on.

Their composed harmony alerted them that they might have picked the wrong "easy target."

The next moment.

Click... Creak...

The group of onlookers suddenly contorted their bodies, transforming into lifeless wooden puppets that crawled into the box on the stall by themselves.

The stall owner then shouldered the box and walked away.

From beginning to end, it was all a one-man show of "Puppetry" with virtually no flaws, a marvel to behold.

Wang Yuan clicked his tongue in amazement and was about to leave when the seemingly ordinary old man stopped him again:

"Taoist fellow, please wait a moment!"

Wang Yuan stiffened, instinctively feeling that this request might be somewhat ominous.

As he slowly turned around, he saw Old Xu looking serious and saying to him:

"I come from ’Mountain Sea Tao’, and while I’m not good at fighting, I am quite adept at the art of geomancy and energy flow.

In the cultivation world, it’s rare to meet someone as kind-hearted as you, young man.

Heed my advice: after this ’Dragon Gate Meeting,’ leave the Turbid River Area as soon and as far as you can!"

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