Killing Dao Fruit
Chapter 312 - 309: Soul-Shocking Evil, The Seven Fairies

Chapter 312: Chapter 309: Soul-Shocking Evil, The Seven Fairies

Even when surrounded by a group of blood-drenched, ferociously staring severed heads, with the stench of blood urging him to vomit, Wang Yuan didn’t so much as glance aside.

How could the widely known cultivation efforts of Old Master Wang have been in vain?

Such horrifying things might scare an ordinary person to death on the spot, but should they one day appear on his menu, they’d probably need to fight another battle over seniority and hierarchy.

Unfortunately, his composure did nothing to stop the rapidly mottling, mildewing, and rotting scenery around him, which then reverted to its true form.

"This is...?!"

When the entire backdrop crafted by "Deceitful Heart" had completely disappeared, the underlying true colors of "Taoyuan" gradually became apparent.

Although Wang Yuan’s mind was severely shaken, he didn’t dare show even the slightest involuntary reaction such as a frown or a pupil contraction.

He had known for a long time that the "Dragon Gate Inn," where human meat buns were sporadically served, was in reality a burnt, deceitful inn.

The utterly ruined and pitch-black appearance didn’t surprise Wang Yuan in the least.

However, every corner of the inn was carved with the all-too-familiar... "Emperor Mu Story"!

All six volumes were intact; some characters were neatly written, while others were sloppy or even frantic, as though a single person had taken great effort to engrave them little by little over an extended period of time.

"The Emperor’s steeds: Chiji, Daoli, Baiyi, Yulun, Shanzi, Quhuang, Hualiu, Lv’er....

On an auspicious day, the Emperor visited the West King Holy Mother. He then presented a white jade disc to meet the West King Holy Mother. A gift of pure brocade..."

And it wasn’t just inside the inn—all places where the true colors were exposed were densely filled with the "Emperor Mu Story."

It was as if he was continuously rewriting it, for fear of forgetting it.

"Indeed! I was not wrong."

Wang Yuan had long suspected that the occupant of the Earth Gate at Dushuo Mountain was a familiar stranger he had never met.

Now, seeing these biographies that had been rewritten tens of thousands of times, his suspicion was finally confirmed.

That person was undoubtedly Emperor Mu, Ji Man, who possessed the full body of "Peach God Tao" and "Yin Mountain Taoism’s" "Earthly Que Golden Book"!

This ancient man, who had once assisted the Heavenly Official West King Holy Mother in breaking through the Underworld with his status as Emperor, allowing the "Small Book of Life and Death" to appear in this world, had not died to this day.

Apparently, restricted by the "Heaven and Earth Anomaly," he could not cultivate the "Earthly Que Golden Book" and turned to cultivate the "Reincarnation" instead.

He then retreated to the Dushuo Mountain abroad and completely disappeared from the annals of history.

"But just look at the ’Emperor Mu Story’ everywhere here.

You know his condition must be very bad, probably anchor loosened, and he’s almost completely lost in the cycle of reincarnation."

Even though Emperor Mu’s Daoist skills had dissipated and turned into the vast Taoyuan Mysterious Realm, the root was still "Reincarnation."

As the Yin Mountain Taoist Master, Wang Yuan naturally knew the most crucial Precept Taboo of this Daoist skill:

"Remember! Remember! In the practice of Reincarnation, during constant rebirth,

You must always remember your original name and the most important events and turning points in your life, firmly anchoring to your first life!

Not only must you remember, but you must also make the world remember your name. The more people remember it, the wider the range, the better the anchoring effect.

Once you forget yourself, your Daoist skills will collapse, and life and death will be uncertain!"]

Nowadays, Emperor Mu’s story of the western hunt to pay homage to the West King Holy Mother has long become one of the most popular legends in the world.

Theoretically, the anchor should not come loose.

But he still needed to carve the "Emperor Mu Story" all over Taoyuan, constantly reminding himself, indicating that there must be a serious problem with his cultivation.

It might even be on par with the nearly consumed "Earth Mother’s Black Sky."

"Assuming Emperor Mu is half-mad, it would be completely reasonable for him to keep consuming those ’Breakers’ who are ’True Spirit Unobscured.’"

What he’s consuming is not people but the ’Earth Spirit Qi’ within their bodies, which he uses to ward off madness."

Magicians with profound cultivation have greater resistance to "Taoyuan," and those whose true spirits reincarnate have a greater chance of awakening their past lives and breaking through ignorance.

For example, Wang Yuan, a Yellow Seal Mage with stable Taoist ability and an unobscured true spirit, quickly regained his memory.

Ordinary people have relatively lower resistance to "Taoyuan."

After reincarnation, their memories and cognition are directly tampered with by "Taoyuan Mysterious Realm," unable to distinguish reality from illusion anymore.

However, as the number of reincarnations increases, ordinary people will gradually build up resistance and eventually completely discern the truth from the false, returning to reality.

This kind of resistance to falsehood is precisely a "Great Medicine" that can help Emperor Mu combat madness!

Matching this with the "Reincarnation" recorded in the "Small Book of Life and Death," this Great Medicine shares a unique similarity with a kind of "Earth Spirit Qi - Soul-Shocking Evil."

Children under the age of six, after being startled and calling back their soul, the evil energy produced the moment their soul returns to the body is "Soul-Shocking Evil."

Ordinary people practicing "Reincarnation" need to engage in good deeds everywhere, balance Yin Yang, and slowly collect this "Soul-Shocking Evil" for refining.

Emperor Mu’s method of breeding humans on a large scale and harvesting them regularly is naturally countless times more efficient than naively collecting evil spirits.

The flesh and blood of the human body can be consumed by Deceit Monsters, but the heads and true spirits must be kept.

It was those unoffered heads, combined with the power of the "Dragon Descendant," that directly shattered the backdrop of "Taoyuan" and exposed the true colors below.

Having confirmed the identity of the deceitful immortal behind Dushuo Mountain, Wang Yuan’s mind couldn’t help but recall the indescribable episodes that took place when Emperor Mu once paid homage to the West King Holy Mother, captured in the "White Jade Scroll" (Chapter 85).

Could it be that this deceitful creature was actually them...?

"Can you see it?"

Before Wang Yuan’s thoughts could continue to drift, the muttering of the dead once again reached his ear.

It made him immediately realize that now was not the time for random musings.

At this moment, as the Dragon Descendant had lingered for an extended period,

all that remained before him was the charred inn, broken stools, bowls and plates that contained peaches, and the Demons and Ghosts that had been cowering since the appearance of the Dragon Descendant...

as well as a group of worshippers completely unaware of their surroundings.

After that clever but misguided fellow was caught, "Deceitful Heart" was once again activated, refreshing the memories of those normal people, causing everyone to forget his existence completely.

The crowd was still merrily hoisting their cups, continuing to toast to the West King Holy Mother.

Several pairs of eyes, however, were watching Wang Yuan and Su Guyun from every angle without a blind spot.

After each massive wave of reincarnation, some "Breakers" with their True Spirits Unblurred would emerge.

The duty of this Yellow Seal Peak Dragon Descendant was to find all clever imposters and provide them as food for Emperor Mu.

"You can actually see them, can’t you?"

"Come, join us!"

"Why did I have to die? If I’ve been discovered, the others can’t live either. They can’t live, ha ha ha..."

Amidst a cacophony of noises that sounded like demonic chants, the real test of Wang Yuan and Su Guyun’s acting skills finally arrived.

Not only did they have to perform without props, but they also had to act in new identities vastly different from their usual habits, as female and male respectively.

The difficulty skyrocketed to hellish levels in an instant.

Su Guyun was used to disguising herself as an innocent and naive White Lotus, letting others lower their guard around her. Naturally, her acting was not lacking.

With the ordinary people toasting as a point of reference, even in a scorched tavern, a cup of plain water was savoured with relish by her.

She even had the leisure to shake her head and chant poetical verses:

"Flat peaches supporting the moon grant thousands of autumns of life, jade trees reaching the heavens for ten thousand years of youth!"

"Excellent! What a verse!"

"With that couplet, we can surely raise another great white flag!"

She won a round of applause from the crowd.

’This girl is indeed my strong opponent!’ he muttered to himself inwardly, as those numerous pairs of eyes watched intently, the "girl" brought the cup filled with plain water to her rosy lips with a hand as delicate as an orchid.

It seemed that due to her not being accustomed to drinking, she hesitated slightly.

Then she mustered the courage to down the "wine" in the cup in one gulp.

The onlookers seemed to taste the flavour of the drink from her facial expressions—clear, aromatic, rich, soft, smooth—exactly the taste of a fine Hua Diao liquor.

What was more astonishing,

was that despite only ingesting plain water, a blush gradually spread from her pale neck to her jade-like cheeks,

as if she was not good at holding her liquor, slightly tipsy from just one cup.

The daughter of the tavern owner may not have had any literary grace,

but the admiration and gratitude toward the West King Holy Mother that nearly overflowed from her sparkling phoenix eyes were genuine, a clear sign she was a devout worshipper of the West King Holy Mother.

This performance perfectly portrayed the delicate and sincere feelings of a girl at that moment in all its nuanced detail.

Anyone watching would feel a surge of pity.

Those ordinary people whose True Spirits were veiled, too, couldn’t help but offer the exceptionally beautiful girl benevolent smiles.

If there were judges present, they would undoubtedly score Wang Yuan’s acting with an average of 82 points, while the remaining 18 points would be given in the form of...666 to him.

The dead, however reluctant, had no choice but to depart one after another.

In the restored main hall, someone clapped and praised:

"This girl is so strikingly beautiful and so devout to the West King Holy Mother.

In this Flat Peach Banquet, she’s bound to secure a place among the seven fairies in charge of picking flat peaches from the Yaochi Fairyland in Heaven!"

No sooner had the words been spoken than a beam of Spirit Light descended suddenly from the sky onto the back of Wang Yuan’s hand, turning into a resplendent peach branch blooming with peach blossoms.

It appeared to be a special marker.

"Look, everyone, it’s the Peach God Seal!"

"The girl is surely someone recognized by Taoyuan!"

"Congratulations, congratulations, becoming one of the former seven fairies truly brings honor to your ancestors!"

It seemed... his performance had been a bit too vigorous, for even the Taoyuan Mysterious Realm, which excelled at weaving illusions, was deceived by Wang Yuan, choosing him as one of the most devout "seven fairies."

Even as he remained composed under the gaze of those dead, this sudden and unforeseen turn of events almost made him lose his composure.

’What the heck? Seven fairies?

And, say that again... where am I supposed to pick flat peaches?!!’