Killing Dao Fruit
Chapter 271 - 268: Heavenly Blood Rain, Clear and Muddy Dragon Ball

Chapter 271: Chapter 268: Heavenly Blood Rain, Clear and Muddy Dragon Ball

The pot above was named "Sea Delicacies and Mountain Treasures Chessboard Feast," a rich and savory soup base.

Below the pot, on the array foundation of Dragon Gate Mountain, were numerous disciples of the Three Yang Sect. They were performing sealing techniques with their hands, using their own Daoist skill to drive the array at high speed.

By harnessing the "Good Water White Lotus Skill" and the "Pill Fire Golden Lotus Skill," which refined water and fire, they fully extracted the essence of the ingredients in the pot.

Gurgle... Gurgle...

As one water being after another—each having cultivated for countless years and endured many hardships—surrendered their dragon heads with hope and became part of the pot’s contents.

No additional seasonings were needed, as an indescribable rich fragrance spread throughout Dragon Gate Mountain.

It wasn’t until the twelfth true dragon fell into the pot that the White Sun Bodhisattva, who had been eagerly watching the pot, could no longer restrain himself.

"That’s enough, gathering twelve at once is sufficient for this monk to make do and enjoy a bite,"

In theory, the heaven and earth spiritual mechanism accumulated over thirty-six years could transform up to seventy-two dragons, and if lucky, one could enjoy this hotpot six rounds in a row.

He then added the previously sliced dragon meat, dragon liver, dragon tendons... into the pot one after the other.

After a mere brief swishing through the soup, he couldn’t wait to dunk it into the prepared dipping sauce and stuff it into his mouth.

Tasting the supremely delicious flavor explode on his taste buds, the Bodhisattva’s body light vibrated with excitement.

"Good! Good! Good! This is the flavor, once every thirty-six years. My Five Organs Temple has truly been hard done by,"

While feasting on the dragon meat, he watched the bone dragons continue to swim obliviously in the soup.

This being who masqueraded as a Bodhisattva but was, in fact, an unparalleled demon, couldn’t help but get a hearty appetite and enjoyed the meal even more.

To become a true dragon, all one needed was to leap through the Dragon Gate, and in the process, be nurtured and guarded by a Bodhisattva with a compassionate face. Where else in the world could one find such a good deal?

In reality, it was merely the White Sun Bodhisattva lusting after the dragon’s liver and gallbladder.

What domesticated demons, they were nothing more than domesticated livestock!

At this moment, as the White Sun Bodhisattva was thoroughly enjoying the feast above, a group of disciples beneath the pot couldn’t help but swallow their saliva.

"Donkey meat on earth, dragon meat in heaven. What does this dragon meat taste like that even a Bodhisattva finds it so irresistible? How I long for a taste!"

Roar—!

Just then, an eerie howl, reminiscent of a dragon’s roar yet far more majestic and profound than the "true dragons" that had just transformed, echoed above Dragon Gate Mountain.

Following this, a pale mystical-yellow rain, carrying an attractive fragrance, fell from the sky.

Most of it landed right into the pot.

At the very center at the bottom of the pot, where the dragon energy essence boiled from the dragon bone, a somewhat ethereal "Clear and Muddy Dragon Ball" slowly took shape.

It seemed to represent a certain characteristic of the Turbid River, half clear and half turbid, with the dividing line resembling a vertically-standing dragon eye.

Just like the other thirty-five identical ones in the rosary worn by the White Sun Bodhisattva.

A small portion of the rain from the sky bypassed the "Sea Delicacies and Mountain Treasures Chessboard Feast" and fell upon the disciples of the "No-Life Dao."

This also revitalized the spirits of these disciples who were serving as "fire burning girls."

The "One-Eyed Stone Man" tearing through the dragon energy was meant to bleed the dynasty, and the light rain from the sky was, in fact, the "blood" of the Dynasty Dragon Vein!

Disciples involved in this were not entitled to share the dragon meat hotpot with the White Sun Bodhisattva, but they could still partake in this heavenly opportunity.

Simply bathing in the dragon’s blood could aid in their own dragon energy growth, enabling them to transform into the next Water Virtue Flood Dragon.

Then, in turn, they would share in the feast of this waning Fire True Dragon.

This was also one of the reasons why Xue Donglou tried every possible means to seize the Water Virtue Dragon Scale Armor.

Not only could it emulate Zhou Wenrui’s achievements, but it could also pick up the biggest share of the benefits at this moment.

At that time, Zhu Bo’an, who was usually seated quietly behind Su Guyun, suddenly felt restless.

Because a significant part of the light rain fell upon Su Guyun, the female Realm Mage, it was even more than all of the male Yin Gods in the Three Yang Sect who boasted of being the unrivaled candidates for the Little Ming King.

Even the lotus flowers formed above her head from the "Good Water White Lotus Skill" bloomed twenty-four buds in one go, indicating she was on the verge of breaking through the Yellow Seal.

This caused the older Realm Mages with the Yellow Seal Realm to nod again and again as they watched her.

However, it also made Su Guyun’s followers the center of the vortex.

Those few Senior Brother Yang, Senior Brother He, Junior Brother Ma—mentioned by Jin Changhao—who were intent on vying for the position of the Little Ming King, all turned their icy and murderous gazes toward her.

After successive losses of Xue Donglou, Jin Changhao, and even the Inverted Taoist, the higher-ups in the sect did not directly appoint a candidate for the Little Ming King.

Instead, they allowed the disciples to strive on their own, with the capable rising and the mediocre falling.

Originally competing against each other, how could a group of male Yin God Realm Mages tolerate being outdone by a woman?

"This is not good!"

Gurgle!

Zhu Bo’an couldn’t help but swallow his saliva. Even without using the "Three Vultures Power Technique" to see through hearts, he keenly sensed that the development seemed a bit troublesome.

Following this stunning White Lotus Holy Daughter should have been a great and beautiful task, yet once again, he felt a profound malevolence from the world.

Touching the Array Plate he kept in his sleeve, said to have come from a master of formations, he felt slightly more at ease.

’Master, when the time comes, you must make sure to kill them all cleanly. If you leave too many alive, you may end up sending off the white-haired to the black-haired!’

...

At the estuary where the Turbid River flows into the sea, the fleet had been holding their breath and had not revealed their positions.

Granny Denghua, through a loophole in the backdoor of the formation, was transmitting the scenes from a thousand miles away right before Wang Yuan and the others.

"It’s too tragic, all those Water Clan striving to leap over the Dragon Gate, only to have their souls shattered on the plate of the ’Strange Immortal’."

"On one side are ’success stories’ turned into dragon dishes, and on the other, the ’strugglers’ who follow one after another, this scene is truly ironic!"

"Yes, yes, they died such worthless deaths, even using plain water pots, not even a mandarin duck pot, heretics!"

"..."

Apart from the straightforward glutton Hualing, whose comments were somewhat inappropriate,

everyone else was greatly moved, each filled with righteous indignation, leaving behind sorrowful saliva over their tragic fates.

Wang Yuan noticed Xu Zhenzhi, who was beside him, carefully examining the scene of the "Sea Delicacies and Mountain Treasures Banquet," and leaned in to ask,

"Brother Xu, what do you think?"

Gently stroking his long beard, Xu Zhenzhi’s expression was somewhat solemn:

"The dragon meat, the dragon liver are secondary, the key is that Pearl of Clear and Muddy, formed from the fusion of the True Dragon Vein and the Heavenly Blood Rain!

Combined with the thirty-five pearls originally on the wrist of the One-Eyed Stone Man, they can form the number sixty-six.

I fear this is the crux of the so-called ’A single eye of the Stone Man incites the Turbid River to rebel against the world’..."

Hearing the explanation from Xu Zhenzhi, the ’Giant Gate Star Lord’ from the ’Mountain Sea Tao’, Wang Yuan and the others slowly realized the source of all disasters.

Although the One-Eyed Stone Man is an avatar of the Turbid River Calamity Face, it did not possess the power of the ’Green Seal Strange Immortal’ from the beginning.

In the No-Life Dao.

Pure rebels refer to it as the ’One-Eyed Stone Man,’ cultivators with no stakes call it the ’Killing Great Master,’ and devout believers honor it as the ’White Sun Bodhisattva’.

The prestige of these three titles increases in that order, also reflecting the path it has taken from an ordinary ’Weird’ entity to its current growth.

According to the records in the ’Nine Soldiers Guanlan Pavilion’, over the past thousand years, this One-Eyed Stone Man has been quite well-behaved.

However, as the ’Dynasty Dragon Qi’ of the Red County Shenzhou continued to move eastward, from Luoyang to Bianzhou, and then from Bianzhou all the way to the current Yunjing City,

the suppression of the Dynasty Dragon Qi on this One-Eyed Stone Man became weaker and weaker.

Until the late last dynasty, the slogan "A single eye of the Stone Man incites the Turbid River to rebel against the world" finally emerged in the No-Life Dao.

That indicated its power was probably already strong enough to overturn the Turbid River!

"Every thirty-six years, one Pearl of Clear and Muddy is created, collecting a total of thirty-six pearls, just making the number 1296, which is a complete cycle.

As long as it can use them to overturn the Turbid River, not only the entire north of Great Yan would be overturned,

this One-Eyed Stone Man born from the face of the Turbid River Calamity would also be able to break free from the constraints of the Turbid River and gain complete freedom!

It might even step into the mid-stage ’Sage Dharma Image’ realm in one fell swoop, condensing out the ’Turbid River Dharma Image,’ ’Nine Curves Dharma Image,’ or ’Clear and Muddy Dharma Form,’ becoming a significant threat.

If it weren’t for the Array Map your disciple provided, letting me catch a glimpse of the mystery within that formation, it might really have succeeded."

The goal of the ’Three Vultures Power Technique’ cultivation is to become the ’Yin God • Three Vultures Divine General’.

Having already successfully received the ’Receiving Talisman’ and advanced to Red Seal Mage, Zhu Bo’an could transform into countless avatars, becoming an army in himself, spotting the smallest details, and perceiving the Great Thousand World as clearly as flame.

Not to mention he himself was a participant in the formation.

Before the formation was completed, and the ’Sea Delicacies and Mountain Treasures Banquet’ had disappeared entirely, he easily memorized the entire array setup.

While he did not understand the parts unique to the ’No-Life Dao’ methods, it was enough for Xu Zhenzhi, a master of formations, to peer into its mysteries.

Indeed, this undercover agent has made a great contribution.

Zhou Jinghuan also interjected at this time:

"When will Little Concubine start her transformation into a dragon? Every time a Water Clan Spirit Monster succeeds in transforming, it takes away part of the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Mechanism, reducing her chances of becoming a dragon."

Wang Yuan and Xu Zhenzhi looked at each other, tacitly nodding their heads.

According to the Array Map, Xu Zhenzhi had specifically created an additional Array Plate as a backup key for the ’Sea Delicacies and Mountain Treasures Banquet’ formation.

It had no other use, but with Wang Yuan’s ’Life-Saving Money • Pearls’ that were spread beforehand, no matter what was stewing in that pot, it all had to share a significant portion with Old Wang!

And he wouldn’t even charge a processing fee!

Wang Yuan looked at the distant mountains and said with relish,

"There’s no need to rush; it’s not time yet, for now, others are more anxious than we are."

Their goal was to fish in troubled waters while both parties were battling for supremacy, not to spearhead the charge.

Acting rashly before the water is muddied would only turn them into another feast on the table of the Strange Immortal.

As soon as his words fell.

Boom—!

Accompanied by a thunderous explosion, the Stone Buddha Temple atop Dragon Gate Mountain collapsed into rubble.

"Bold rebels, won’t you come out and embrace death?!"