Killing Dao Fruit
Chapter 222 - 219: Killing Dragon, Fishing the World!

Chapter 222: Chapter 219: Killing Dragon, Fishing the World!

Because the people of Xuankong Flying Temple couldn’t cross the bridge, they had to take a long detour, and by the time they reached Yunhe County, the rain had already stopped.

After examining the scale of the rain-measuring device—Heavenly Pool Basin—in the Yunhe County Government, indeed one foot, three inches, and forty-eight points of rainfall had been recorded, not a fraction less.

Unfortunately, the faces of the gathered Magicians and Yunhe County’s County Magistrate Hu quickly turned extremely ugly.

Even though he was suppressed by the orders from the Xue Mansion, County Magistrate Hu still couldn’t help but mutter to himself,

"Demon! Demon!..."

This was because, just upon meeting, a disciple from the Xuankong Flying Temple instinctively paid respects to County Magistrate Hu, who was not young and was on the verge of retirement.

But the problem was that although County Magistrate Hu was wearing an official hat, the hair beneath it had all turned white, unmistakably making him a "white-haired elder"!

[Taboo]: Eating and drinking, crossing bridges, paying respects to white-haired elders.

Then, an extremely bloody scene viciously struck their vision.

The Old Almanac suddenly expanded, wrapping around the disciple who had no ability to resist in an instant.

Between the pages grew countless huge mouths drooling with saliva, chewing him into bone shattering pieces, blood and flesh flying everywhere.

After finishing, it even let out a long, satisfied belch.

The blood-splattered face of the spoiled old County Magistrate almost made him faint on the spot.

Without a doubt, this was a "trap" set in advance by the Old Almanac.

One needed to constantly fight against one’s own habitual way of living; a moment of carelessness could easily flip one over, resulting in a grisly death.

After employing the Old Almanac, one would indeed sail with the wind smoothly.

But in practice, the Old Almanac’s own [Taboos] could appear at any moment to oppose it!

If the executors died because they broke the taboos, regardless of how smoothly things went, they obviously wouldn’t be able to complete the task.

That was the malevolent game of the Old Almanac.

— Manipulating fate, toying with human hearts.

If you wished to borrow its power, you had to play along with it.

However, even though everyone was extremely terrified, the task ordered by Young Master Xue still had to be done.

After the sky cleared, the group, along with a large number of conscripted laborers, rushed to a low hill on the banks of the Turbid River.

When the Turbid River reached the Iron Bull Rock near Yunhe City, its raging, violent energy would slightly be blocked by this place, as if intercepted by a wall, then diverted towards Mirror Lake and Black Water Temple.

Mirror Lake would harness and nourish qi with the gentle landscape and lakes, then feed it back to Yunhe County along a stream called Mei Stream, sustaining and nourishing in symbiosis.

The qi of this mountain and lake, the Wishing Power of the entire county’s citizens, was all dispersed and transferred by Mrs. Long Shao’s Dharma Domain—"Mirror Lake," protecting Yunhe County from all directions and fostering the local land and water.

Of course.

This "Water Dragon Cultivation Formation" was something Mrs. Long Shao set up step by step over dozens of years, based on the Array Map provided by Qingyan, and naturally, others could also break it.

"Tianxuan, Tianji, the two of you command the laborers, follow the Array Map of ’Killing Dragon’ from the temple, nail all these Drought Bone Piles down, and twist the path of this ’Life Dragon’."

As Master Qianxing spoke, he shook his Talismanic Treasure Bag, taking out dozens of pitch-black coffins.

When the lids were opened, they were all filled with Zombies with talismans stuck to their foreheads—these were the Drought Bone Piles he referred to.

If a person’s corpse did not decay within a hundred days after death, the body would become a Zombie, causing a drought in the area.

At that time, people would dig up the grave, break the body’s limbs after opening the coffin, drag the body into the sunlight to wither, and then burn it, thereby curbing the drought.

But wicked Magicians of the Evil Path magnified this characteristic of the Drought Bone Piles to the extreme.

Used to lay foundation piles and arrange formations, they could precisely counter the Water Dragon Formation.

"Yes, Uncle!"

Two surviving young Magicians saluted and accepted the command.

Master Qianxing and Master Gu Xing took turns controlling their mantras, utilizing their own Mystical Flying Star Seal to calculate changes in the Earth Qi, constantly fine-tuning the Array Map, while chanting verses:

"Layers upon layers of tents are opened, moving intricately; entering the main to manage qi brings prosperity, with boundless growth.

Indeed, a fine aspect of a Life Dragon, this Mrs. Long Shao is no ordinary woman!

However, after our adjustments,

Your ’Life Dragon’ will be twisted into a ’Killing Dragon’! After leaving its ancestor, not seeing the true line, seizing qi through the path of calamity—this is an extremely ominous configuration!"

They took turns non-stop, bustling until midnight before the new formation was established.

"Taoist Fellow Dong, this is the place of the Dragon Ball of the Killing Dragon, please!"

After determining the Array Eye with the "Flying Star Fixed Disk Technique," Master Qianxing gave way to Third Dong of the Huanlong Clan.

The latter, who had been idly watching for half the day, did not shy away, taking out a gigantic, ghastly white snake skeleton from the Talismanic Treasure Bag and burying it right where the Dragon Ball was supposed to be.

The skeleton was three zhang long, with a snake head larger than a basket, and the head was directly facing Mirror Lake.

The Black-Faced Taoist Master Gu Xing stepped on Yu’s Step to perform the ritual, drawing in qi, and shouted in a low voice:

"With paths of calamity seizing qi, unruly and defiant, decree!"

Whoosh—!

A chill wind arose, causing everyone to shiver uncontrollably.

Immediately, emotions fluctuated, and all sorts of dark and chaotic thoughts within stirred restlessly, filled with a desire to destroy.

This showed that the malicious energy had already begun to influence the surroundings.

By using the "Drought Bone Pile" to adjust the soil quality, water flow, and geological changes here...gathering the killing dragon energy from the earth into the demon snake bones, they could gradually counteract the formation of Mirror Lake.

Draining the earth’s energy from one mountain and one lake, allowing the spiritual mechanism of heaven and earth to dissipate, turning it into a land of evil, a land of death, a land of extinction.

As for whether or not the hundred thousand civilians of Yunhe County would be affected, or how many would be injured or die and how much "debt" would be created, that was completely beyond their consideration.

If they were upright and aboveboard in breaking the formation, they would’ve likely already been discovered by Mrs. Long Shao with ease, and while the formation was still in its early stages, they could have all been executed cleanly.

But with the "Old Almanac," this was entirely different.

Under the "fate" arranged by the "Old Almanac," it’s feared that until the crisis erupted, others would have a hard time detecting the root cause.

Just wait seventy-seven days, and it would be the time when the Killing Dragon’s killing aura was at its peak. At that time, Mrs. Long Shao would not only be unable to borrow power from the Dharma Domain, but she would also be invaded by the killing aura, causing her Taoist ability to plummet drastically.

The evil of the "No-Life Dao" then rising up to attack her, one could capture her all in one net!

...

A pale crescent moon hung high in the sky.

Whoosh!

Above the waves of the East Sea, a small boat glided gracefully forth.

After Wang Yuan’s advancement to "Dao General," his "Water and Wind Attire" also advanced accordingly, and crossing the sea on a leaf was not difficult at all.

The young man and girl stood at the bow of the boat, gazing at the rapidly approaching coastline in the distance.

"Xiao Yuan, look quick, the yellow-blue divide there, we’ve reached the ’Living Dragon Gate’!"

Perhaps due to excessive nervousness, Huang Wu couldn’t help but cling tightly to Wang Yuan’s arm, yet she still could not suppress the increasingly intense beating of her heart.

"Sister, rest assured, with me and Big Cousin here, our concubine will definitely be fine," he said.

What exactly Zhou Jinhuan had said during the day, only the three of them—himself, Wang Yuan, and Huang Wu—knew, while others were completely unaware.

It was only known that as Wang Yuan and Huang Wu left Red-Tail Island, he also led his fleet back out to the sea.

Within the East Sea’s territory overseen by the "Long Water Camp," there were at least a hundred large and small pirate groups, both domestic and foreign.

If he could gather all the "Daoist Soldiers" under his command, they could form a force of five to six hundred Daoist Soldiers.

With the "Money Box" filled with the Xue family’s and Penglai Mountain’s substantial resources—one had money and the other had people—they were well equipped to stir up a storm in the East Sea when combined.

Under the combination of soldiers and bandits, even collecting "protection fees" from the countries of Tanhuan and Moluo might not be a problem.

Before parting, Zhou Jinhuan did not forget to mysteriously say to Wang Yuan:

The women of Tanhuan, the mountainous country, have extremely liberal customs, and their short tops hardly cover anything.

Many fine maids would be selected to fill the Great Yan Palace.

While the men of the volcanic island country of Moluo may be both dark and short, resembling monkeys, their women are fair-skinned with delicate and soft bodies.

Even women in their twenties, when their figures are fully developed, seem younger than fourteen or fifteen-year-old girls from Great Yan.

When he returned, he would definitely bring one back for Wang Yuan, this country bumpkin, to have a taste of something fresh.

Huang Wu, however, responded with a spin kick that hit him hard on the head while lifting her skirt, and she ran away with a cackling laugh.

Currently, the image on the "Heavenly Mechanism Mirror" stopped at "Life Creation Pill"; it seemed they would only get the next hint after sending the elixir into the "Living Dragon Gate."

But the three siblings knew very well that facing the obstructions of both "No-Life Dao" and Emperor Jianming, the task of rescuing Qingyan would be anything but simple.

At this point, nothing was more reliable than martial force.

As the currently unforeseen third party, the stronger the forces under Zhou Jinhuan were, the greater their chances of success were.

Wang Yuan didn’t think that just because he had made "Shan Jun" suffer a big loss, he could afford to overlook the "Yellow Seal Mage" in the future.

This "sly immortal" was defeated only because he was severely restricted.

Let alone himself, even a mortal navy could have inflicted heavy damage on him had they known a series of his "Precept Taboos" and could catch him off guard.

The whole process was just an application of conspiracy and trickery, not due to his actual competence.

Compared to such an opponent who could be exploited through his taboos, the unrestrained demons of the "No-Life Dao" were undoubtedly more difficult to handle!

As for that ambition of the future,

He would at least need to wait until Zhou Jinhuan advanced to the fifth realm, "Heavenly People No Leak," to become a "Martial Saint" before he would have the qualifications to contend for the throne.

This is why the Divine Land of Red County Shenzhou never had a "Cloth Emperor."

Without a foundation of martial force, one would not even make it out of the county government before being easily crushed to death.

Only after advancing to "Martial Saint" would one ensure safety when all the "Heavenly Officials" were outside the "Heavenly Gate" and have a chance to contend with other powerful figures to become a Founding Ancestor.

Moreover...

"Regardless of whether this investment succeeds or fails, any Water Virtue True Dragon that wants to stabilize the throne will inevitably need the ’Dragon Qi Prohibition.’

The power of the Yin Department and Dragon Energy are fundamentally the same source, and by now, I can almost confirm that the "Nine Cauldrons" that vanished on the night of the ’Hundred Schools of Thought’ knowledge revival are very likely in the Yin Department.

The way the ’Merit Golden Wheel’ has grown to this point already allows me to ignore the ’Dragon Qi Prohibition’ of Prefecture City.

Should I become the legitimate "Yin Heaven Son" in the future, the one who will fundamentally control the ’Dragon Qi Prohibition’ of Red County Shenzhou and the thousands of Human Ghost City Gods would not be any Emperor, but me, Old Wang, that’s for sure!

Either way, I won’t lose out."

Normally, power and duties should be equivalent, but contending for the Emperor in the mortal world is so exhausting, and what could be more comfortable than being Supreme Emperor?

Supporting the Water Virtue Flood Dragon Big Cousin might just be the most powerful move Wang Yuan, the Fishing Man, has cast in this world.

Angling...the entire world!

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