Killing Dao Fruit
Chapter 166 - 163 Fake Infant Corpse Guarding Technique, Demon Suppression General Cannon!

Chapter 166: Chapter 163 Fake Infant Corpse Guarding Technique, Demon Suppression General Cannon!

Hiss!

Seeing the sinister paperman before him,

even a strange mountain spirit who had devoured countless living beings couldn’t help but suddenly feel a chill at the bottom of his heart, drawing a sharp breath of cold air.

Another gust of cold wind blew from behind.

"Hee hee hee..."

The moment he turned around, a grand mountain phantom suddenly rose from the body of the mountain spirit, representing the famous East Mountain Taishan from the neighboring Dai State!

In an instant, the power of the mountain suffused his body.

Although his fists were the size of a child’s, around seven or eight years old, they emitted a terrifying destructive force akin to heavy artillery.

Amidst the rolling thunder,

the air was suddenly pierced, creating a huge hole, and the violent airflow shredded all the grass and stone stumps within a ten-foot radius into fluttering fragments.

Indeed, being an exceptional mountain spirit, even a Dao General, without the protection of a military formation, wouldn’t dare to face this simple punch head-on.

However, the only things ripped apart by this terrifying fist power were bits of paper drifting with the wind.

Compared to demons and the weird, Wang Yuan, although a conventional magician, had methods that seemed even more bizarre than ’weird’.

Just when the frightened little mountain spirit was turning its body, cautiously checking where the enemy was,

a sudden gust of cold wind swept over.

Right next to it, on a tree branch close at hand, several young men who Wang Yuan had frightened to the point of not daring to breathe, had already been stealthily rescued by "Mr. One-Eyed."

By the time the little mountain spirit realized that the newcomer actually cared about the lives of mortals, it was already too late.

It cried out in frustration, unable to find even a single hair of the enemy.

Although the mountain spirit practiced the Soul Leaving Mountain Spirit Skill, its real expertise was irreversibly in the path of close-combat military generals.

Strong in combat, yet somewhat lacking in tactics.

"It’s burdened with too much karmic debt, it must be thoroughly killed once before it can be useful."

The Mountain Spirit Temple was located at the junction of three counties (states).

The special ability known as "Dharma Eye," named by Wang Yuan and stemming from Huang Wu’s title "Princess Yunhe," was still effective.

Wang Yuan guessed that this "Dharma Eye" was likely a combined effect of Huang Wu’s life chart, ghost body, and their joined life plates, which could rival a ghost god within three feet overhead.

It was somewhat like a City God who oversees its subjects with the right of surveillance.

Thus, through the "Dharma Eye," Wang Yuan had already clearly seen the dark red karmic debt looming over the head of this little monk, like a dark cloud.

Converted into human lives, it must constitute at least several hundred.

After all, this mountain spirit responsible for the kitchen duty not only needed to eat humans itself, but the several dozen Golden Jade Demons nurtured inside the Buddhist hall needed food as well.

Ding ding ding...

Once the hostages were rescued, and there was no longer a need to worry about accidentally harming anyone, a pleasant sound of bells began to ring.

Countless musical notes instantly transformed into numerous invisible "Soul-Locking Hooks," drilling into the mountain spirit’s ears, firmly hooking its soul!

Few beneath the level of a mage could completely resist the power of "Yin Yang Unity Bell."

A tiny flaw was as good as the difference between life and death.

Crack—!

In the darkness, a strand of bright light erupted, suddenly turning into an exceedingly sharp sword light, faster than thunder and quicker than lightning.

In an instant, it had severed its head.

At the same time, Wang Yuan, who had switched back into his "Qiu Tiger" official robe, suddenly leaped out from the Yin Road and grabbed the headless corpse fiercely.

"Soul Capturing!"

Strands and wisps carrying the smell of earthy yellow smoke swiftly emerged from the mountain spirit’s corpse.

However, before the mountain spirit’s ghost body could coalesce,

Nie Hongying quietly appeared, raising her hand and smashing it into pieces.

Wang Yuan, stepping in a fighting stance and forming a "Willow Seal" with his hand, chanted the "San Tu Dew Spell":

"Alas, the long nights are painful, heated torment fills San Tu River. Intense flames enter the throat, forever causing thoughts of thirst and hunger. A sprinkle of dew rain, like the heat finding its cool. Divine soul births in Dao, nourishing everything."

"Please lend a bowl of San Tu River water! Imperial Decree!"

Where his hand seal directed, a strand of San Tu River water from the Underworld was delivered by the elder, turning into a misty rain and pouring onto the scattered earthy yellow smoke.

Sizzle...

After the dense earthy smell had dissipated, the smoke, which had turned pure white, finally began to reassemble,

slowly transforming into a small crouched ghost baby.

Its entire body was pure white, only inlaid with a piece of yellow jade on its forehead, the karmic debt on its head completely disappeared, and even its original appearance was entirely gone.

Wang Yuan had taken advantage of the moment the mountain spirit transformed into a ghost essence, scrambling its three souls and seven spirits, and then thoroughly cleansing its original "self" with San Tu River water.

This mountain spirit’s ghost body had completely become a blank slate, just like those infants who were just born.

Maybe even less than a newborn infant.

Essentially, as an exceptional type of ghost essence, it still had no gender like corporeal beings.

It wasn’t over yet.

A glimmer of heart light flickered inside Wang Yuan’s body, silently envisioning a jade-colored Treasure City, magnificent scenes of the Immortal Palace, under a sky of protective clouds, he sat quietly wearing a Crown Robe like a prince.

It was his own image from the "Golden Que Jade City Divine Skill."

He sliced his middle finger open and with a flick as fast as lightning, dabbed a droplet of his essence blood onto the forehead of the Ghost Baby.

An intense sensation of blood connection suddenly surfaced in Wang Yuan’s heart.

Then, opening a second pair of eyes, he saw a hand slowly retracting from his own forehead.

At this moment, the features of the Ghost Baby had formed once again, yet they no longer bore the sculptured beauty of the Mountain Spirit, but had transformed into the exact likeness of Wang Yuan himself.

His fair body was now covered with countless iron-enlaid silver hooks of golden scriptures, precisely those of the "Heavenly Department Dao Skill·Earthly Que Golden Book."

In the central dwelling, divided across four dimensions!

For the "Earthly Que Golden Book," the Earth Official, who presides over the center, is naturally of utmost importance, even considered the foremost among all the senses.

Thus, during the refining process, the treatment of the Earth Official is particularly stringent.

If the other four senses, venerating Wang Yuan as divine, still retained a complete self-awareness... the Earth Official had completely lost his self.

Apart from innately retaining the foundation of his "Daoist Skill Divine Power."

It was almost equivalent to reincarnation, starting from scratch, internally and externally transforming into Wang Yuan’s form.

One could say that this Ghost Baby had indeed become a split embodiment of him, the Dharma Master.

When Wang Yuan would later ascend to the "Yin God Realm," able to project his Yin God...

He could, just like Nie Renxiong and Senior Brother Song had done with their Yin God Sword, easily control this "Ghost Body."

Exercising a mighty Daoist technique known as the "Fake Infant Corpse Guarding Technique," constructing the Ghost Realm, traversing the hidden paths, possessing all sorts of mystical divine powers.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

With the Earth Official Ghost Baby taking charge of the Five Senses Altar, the "Jade City Golden Que Summoning Talisman" once again solidified considerably, ringing out with three celestial tones.

Wang Yuan’s heart felt even more grounded.

Having collected three of the five senses, especially the pivotal Earth Official, the "Five Senses Altar" finally began to resonate with each other.

Yellow, blue, and white divine lights circulated.

The gold and blue radiance in the "Divine Power Talisman" kept rising, the original one Zhang two’s bright light suddenly expanded to one Zhang five.

As Wang Yuan successively broke through his first calamity and gathered three of the five senses, his Magic cultivation and Daoist skills equally advanced leaps and bounds.

Having covered half the journey to attaining the three Zhang bright light breakthrough in the "True Qi Realm!"

...

Whoosh—!

When the richly rewarded Wang Yuan stepped out of the Yin Road, he had already arrived outside a Buddhist Hall in the midst of a sacrificial ritual.

The raucous chanting, still emanating from the brilliantly lit Buddhist Hall, had not ceased at any point from the start.

Clearly, the group of demons inside had not yet realized what had happened outside.

Only because, at this very moment, four floating talismans were twinkling faintly in the east, south, west, and north of the Buddhist Hall, forming a talisman formation that completely sealed off the inside from the outside.

This was known as the "Four Symbols Sealing Array!"

"Mystical Weapon Temple truly has deep roots and a huge family.

Even though its disciples have just broken through as Red Seal Mages, reliance on the sect’s thousand-year accumulated massive resources allows them to gain enormous combat power increases within a short period of time.

Even in fields that their sect’s Daoist techniques specialize in, they could easily catch up to the ’True Qi Realm,’ and even the ’Yin God Realm.’"

Clearly, in this operation to obliterate the demonic "Mountain Spirit Temple," Wang Yuan was finally not fighting alone.

Just like how he arrived at his jurisdiction, Yunhe County, six days early, another official sent here, the Forbidden Curse Colonel, also arrived swiftly.

Moreover, acting decisively and without hesitation, he began taking action.

Most importantly, this was actually an acquaintance.

The only survivor from Imperial Dragon Guard in Luoyang City, who lived through "No-Life Dao," Nie Renxiong’s direct subordinate— the youthful white-haired Qiu Shaobai (Chapter 132).

However, after all his colleagues had perished in battle, his hair turned completely white in an instant; he was no longer the young white, but Old White.

Yet, he turned misfortune into blessing and, in just a few days, not only recovered from his injuries but also managed to successfully "Receive Talisman and Enter Dao" and advanced to the realm of Red Seal Mage.

His proficiency in the "Thunderclap Mysterious Weapon Skill" was quite remarkable.

"Did you handle that lone Mountain Spirit quickly? Not bad, Old Wang!"

Qiu Shaobai, despite his full head of white hair, remained as ever the casual and overly familiar type, also particularly fond of nicknaming others.

Less than two hours after the two parties unified, Wang Yuan’s designations shifted from Captain Wang, Qianshan... gradually to Old Wang.

Already familiar with this colleague’s personality from their time in Luoyang City, Wang Yuan naturally did not bother being overly modest with him.

"Of course!

Old White, do we just take action now or wait for the two Colonels from Ninghai State to join us?"

Qiu Shaobai waved a big hand:

"No need to wait for them. Let’s wipe out the demons in the Mountain Spirit Temple and we, two brothers, split the spoils evenly. Isn’t hogging all the loot delightful?"

Saying this, he flicked the Mystical Weapon Bag crafted with Mystical Weapon Temple’s daoist techniques at his waist, and immediately, five huge dark objects arrayed themselves before them.

Watching Wang Yuan’s mouth gradually agape, Qiu Shaobai slapped his shoulder triumphantly:

"These are five ’Demon Suppression General Cannons’ my master passed to me after I received my Talisman!

Brother, today I’ll have you witness for yourself the thousand-year-old expelling demonic secret technique of Mystical Weapon Temple.

—Fire the cannon and blast his mother!"

"Imperial Decree! Summon the Demon Suppression General to the altar! Fire at will!"

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