Killing Dao Fruit
Chapter 372 - 369: Limb Regeneration? Calamitous Divine Skill!

Chapter 372: Chapter 369: Limb Regeneration? Calamitous Divine Skill!

Time rewound to a moment before a cup of tea could have been brewed.

At the very edge of this bustling dockside market stood a dilapidated little courtyard.

Although drafty inside and out, and with most of the furnishings missing limbs or hacked together in a way that carried the clear marks of hasty repairs, the shoddy craftsmanship was painful to behold.

But the courtyard was swept spotless, not a single weed could be found even within the smallest crevices between stones.

A delicate and pretty girl had already risen early, washed up, cleaned, and cooked.

Even though she wore an old cloth skirt patched in many places and a plain, unpainted thorn hairpin on her head, she kept herself neat and tidy.

She exuded a competence from every pore, along with an open-hearted acceptance of her life’s poverty.

Of course, you could also say she was heartless and thoughtless.

"Little One, Little Two... Xiao Wu, good morning to you all!"

Before eating, she didn’t forget to open her small, neatly sewn but poorly crafted purse and greet each of the five copper coins inside individually.

Clearly, the girl had a deep emotional attachment to her meager possessions.

She then rubbed her small hands together and started to ’enjoy’ the "sumptuous breakfast" laid out on the stone table in four or five bowls and dishes.

The first dish contained a bundle of straw, the second dish a pile of grass stems, the third a heap of tree bark...

Despite appearing to have a variety of choices, most were simply suitable kindling materials from a neighboring warehouse.

She had just sorted them and washed them clean in advance.

Thanks to the continuously receding water level of the Grand Canal, clean river water, at least, was still plentiful and free.

The sight of the girl eating these items was even more effortless than that of the Deer Spirit and Pig Spirit.

With a snap of her milk-white teeth, she chewed them to bits and swallowed them down with a grunt.

Not only was she unafraid of cutting her throat, but she didn’t even need to drink a mouthful of water.

On her side, the fourth dish contained a plate of white Goddess Earth, and the most impressive fifth dish was... completely empty, containing nothing but the north-western wind!

Thus she ate her grass, ate her earth, and occasionally took a gust of the northwestern wind, seemingly enjoying every bite.

"The taste of this northwestern wind is getting worse, sand and dust are rising from the north, and even the wind has a touch of earthiness to it. Thumbs down!"

After a few more mouthfuls, the girl suddenly remembered something.

She reached under the stone table and brought up a crudely made small clay pot, from which she carefully fished a few times with her chopsticks.

"Half of a small piece... no, perhaps only a quarter. Any more would be too much."

She took a tiny dab of fermented bean curd and solemnly placed it on a shiny large plate, serving it as her sixth dish: A Plate of Fermented Bean Curd.

She extended her tender tongue, licked the remaining sauce off the chopsticks, and exclaimed with utmost contentment:

"Ahh, to have five or six dishes for breakfast, one would be no less than a great household. Today’s meal is truly bountiful.

Another lovely day begins.

One day, I must visit and properly thank the owner of that fodder warehouse!"

But she immediately discarded this dangerous thought.

"No! Xin Xiaowei, Xin Xiaowei, you must not go knocking on doors for no reason, nor stay too long in one place, indeed you should speak little to others.

Every year the folk send away the Poverty God, having a hard enough life as it is. To not show up at their doorsteps is the best blessing you can give them.

I wonder if the Judge of Financial Cases from the Yin Department Ghost God Division can control this passive effect brought by the Poverty God, so I and those around me will no longer be so poor.

I’ll have to test it out on some rich-but-heartless scoundrel some day."

Undoubtedly.

This girl, who found joy in misery, was none other than the first Immortal Official of the Nine Soldiers other than Wang Yuan who received a divine position from the Yin Department Ghost God — the Poverty God, Xin Xiaowei.

And her life could only be described as more wretched than what the ’Small Book of Life and Death’ literally stated.

Such misfortune for a gal.

Should someone else trade places with her, they would likely go mad or have already died from gastric perforation and blood vomitus.

Unfortunately, even though her circumstances were already dire, Fate showed no signs of letting up on her.

Suddenly, the sharp senses of a fourth-realm Military Leader let her hear a loud shout:

"Brother Kong Fang, assist me!"

No sooner had the shout sounded than the only five copper coins in her purse disappeared instantly.

Watching this unfold with disbelief, Xin Xiaowei’s face collapsed and tears began to shimmer in her clear black and white eyes.

She was the epitome of heartbreak.

After a brief moment of stun, her mouth finally let out an agonizing wail.

Then she leapt up.

Powerful as gunpowder, her petite frame seemed to explode with strength. With just three steps, she had charged, bringing a terrifying wind with her, straight to the battlefield.

However, after her raging assault, her dearly cherished Little One to Xiao Wu had long since been obliterated, "reduced to ashes."

The roly-poly Junior Brother Qian was plucking the uninjured Luban Ruler from a scorched crater, laughing heartily.

Smelling the copper stench that clung to him, Xin Xiaowei was furious beyond measure.

"In all my life, I’ve despised nothing more than the rich with no conscience! Under the vast heavens, how dare you rob us, the poor—have you no shame?"

"I was planning to wait until Chinese Valentine’s Day, my birthday, to send off Little One, Little Two... Xiao Wu with tears, and exchange them for a bun to eat.

Now they’re all gone!

Your Highness is going to smash your head sideways!"

In her wrath, the girl swung her palm from ten paces away, with the Military Dao Dharma Image looming behind her.

The ferocious Earth Dragon, the Shaking Mountain Earth Dragon, was faintly visible in its form.

Boom—!

Her profound knowledge of Military Skills was cultivated from the ’Mournful Military Skill,’ which was not included in the officiated ’Thirty-Six Martial Arts Books of Great Yan.’

Originating from an organization with a very long history— the ’Beggar Camp’ established by the Immortal Official, Mournful Heavenly King, over fifteen hundred years ago.

Their purpose was to lead the common people in surviving through times of chaos and famine.

In fact, the peasant uprisings within the Great Yan Realm had started over thirty years ago and coincided with the time when the ’Dragon Qi Prohibition’ began to shrink extensively.

And then, one by one, it never stopped until now.

The number of refugees naturally increased, and a considerable part of them joined the "Beggar Camp".

Therefore, this "Mournful Military Skill" spread widely among the refugees.

Its combat power was not within its scope of consideration.

Anyway, no emperor since ancient times had ever relied on this military skill to establish their kingdom and win the world.

It was thus given the title of "the weakest military skill in the world".

But in terms of survival ability, no other military skill could match it.

Using this Daoist Skill to advance to the Non-Human Level "Daoist Soldier" was extremely easy, as long as one consumed a large amount of Earth Dragon (earthworms), they could quickly awaken the Innate Divine Ability "Melt Gold and Iron".

Digesting tree roots, bark, straw, drinking the stagnant water in ditches... and other things only wildlife could do posed no difficulty for them.

By the stage Xin Xiaowei reached, she could eat anything at all, even if it were rocks, dirt, or drinking the northwest wind, she could extract nutrients from microorganisms and Fine Worms.

There was no need to worry about starvation at all.

Even when not a drop of water or a bit of food could be found, they could still put themselves into a one-time hibernation that lasted for several months.

Though one could easily be found and killed by enemies during this time, it was a magical way to extend one’s life.

Of course, no matter how weak the military skill was.

Xin Xiaowei was still a Small Success Stage "Military Leader" after becoming a full-fledged Daoist Soldier, capable of slaying a Mage of the Earth Essence stage.

Moreover, in the presence of a "Poverty God", all "Wealth Qi" met its nemesis and became utterly useless as if it were dead.

Junior Brother Qian immediately went from extreme joy to sorrow.

Just Xin Xiaowei’s initial roar was almost enough to dissipate his "Yin God".

And the Taoist Master, who was hundreds of miles away though he had Cultivation of the Divine Transformation stage, was of no help in this pressing emergency.

Just as he was falling into despair, his eyes once again caught sight of Venus, which was fading with the break of dawn.

Remembering the efficacy of his just made prayer, like clutching at the last straw, he shouted:

"Star Lord Taibai, save me!"

Wang Yuan, pretending to be dead and hidden in a corner, had already recognized Xin Xiaowei’s identity through his sense of Yin Officials.

"Although this guy deserves a thousand cuts, he can’t die here.

After beheading my dragon and phoenix in the making, where else can I find someone to so smoothly deliver the ’Luban Ruler’ into the hands of the Six Desires and Red Dust Dao?"

Earlier.

The "Life Trading Coin" that had changed into a "Small Book of Life and Death" had become a part of the Taoist Inheritance Artifact "Six Desires and Red Dust Umbrella".

It was like leaving a crack in a door within the Taoist Inheritance Artifact for him.

If he added the "Luban Ruler", it would be enough to widen that crack just a bit so he, Old Wang, could sneak in... steal a little something-something!

With the safety of the entire Yunjing City at stake, he could not afford to fail halfway.

With a casual Exorcism and Disaster cast, it descended upon Xin Xiaowei.

The following palm strike suddenly skewed off course.

Although it left Junior Brother Qian half-dead, it ultimately did not take his life.

With just a moment’s delay, the narrowly-escaped Junior Brother Qian dove into the "Yin Road" through "money talks", all the while excitedly shouting:

"So amazing, so amazing! Star Lord above, from now on, I am your number one believer, a true Door Dog!"

Most Great Yan citizens were thorough pragmatists, adhering to very simplistic spiritual beliefs.

If gods arrive, worship the gods; if Buddha comes, worship Buddha; I’ll worship whatever benefits me, why should I care about where it comes from?

Moreover, apart from the "Nine Soldiers" themselves.

Who else could know whether there were actually living beings sitting behind the Divine Positions of those native gods?

"Poverty God" Xin Xiaowei, hearing the name of "Star Lord Taibai", did not continue to pursue and, staring at her own palm that had inexplicably failed, muttered indignantly:

"Does this annoying guy really have a connection with Taibai? Is it that effective?"

Then her eyes shifted:

"Should I also worship him?

Eating food, no shame in that.

I heard that Taibai is a big tycoon in possession of a Blessed Land; if I can latch onto that, I wouldn’t have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of my life, right?"

Xin Xiaowei showed none of the modesty and integrity expected of an "Immortal Official", immediately bringing her palms together and silently said to the fading Venus:

"Oh Star Lord Taibai, grant me a nest... ah, no, a meat bun please!"

After waiting for a while.

Of course, no meat bun appeared in front of her.

"It really doesn’t work. Should I go to Beimang Mountain to settle accounts with him?"

Xin Xiaowei couldn’t help but kick a small rock by her feet, looking dejected.

Suddenly, she heard two rustling sounds:

"Oh dear, my poor back! Ouch, my paddy cap! Lucky we have ’Limb Regeneration’; even eating dried grass allows us to recover swiftly.

Otherwise, this would have been the end for both of us."

The next moment.

When the fully recovered White Deer and Black Pig crawled out of the half-collapsed warehouse and looked up, they saw a pretty girl, licking her lips and eyeing them hungrily:

"Did I just hear you two say, your awakened Innate Divine Ability is ’Limb Regeneration’???

With you guys, who needs meat buns anymore, slurp~

Star Lord Taibai is really loyal! Slurp~"

Pig (Deer):...

Oh no —!!!

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