Killing Dao Fruit
Chapter 375 - 372: Recruiting the Poverty God, Weird Evil Monk

Chapter 375: Chapter 372: Recruiting the Poverty God, Weird Evil Monk

In that dilapidated little courtyard, filled with the aroma of meat,

"It’s finally ready."

Xin Xiaowei fearlessly reached to pull off a large, tender rib from the fragrant deer chops that she had taken off the fire.

Just as she was about to put it in her mouth,

She suddenly noticed two exquisitely beautiful little girls standing in front of her, having appeared seemingly out of nowhere.

On their pale foreheads, each had a pair of crystalline small horns, resembling those of a dragon species.

They were dressed in aqua-colored Chimaexia, where even a single corner of their garments could buy at least ten of the fattest old sows.

Below the embroidered skirts were two enchantingly sinuous snake tails, one black and one red.

The girl with the red tail was eagerly staring at the rib in her own hand, her mouth corners sparkling with droplets.

The girl beside her, looking almost exactly like her but with a noticeably more mature air, was trying to pull her away, but couldn’t budge her an inch.

After a few moments of stalemate,

Unable to resist Hualing’s pitiful eyes, Xin Xiaowei mustered her tremendous willpower to move the rib away from her mouth and held it out to the girl.

"Little sister, are you hungry too? Here, you can have this rib."

If one could activate the Dharma Eye, they would see seven golden halos behind Xin Xiaowei’s head, forming a glorious "Merit Golden Wheel."

It also meant that this girl, who had achieved a Double Divine Position at the mere age of nineteen, had accumulated a whole seven hundred thousand "Yin Morality."

Although she was poor and didn’t always hold strong principles, her heart was incredibly kind.

After thanking her, Hualing took the rib Xin Xiaowei handed over and devoured it with greasy lips while never forgetting to compliment:

"Delicious, so delicious! You’re such a nice person, sister, and your cooking is even better!"

Taking advantage of her cousin being busy with important matters, the sisters had sneaked out to wander around.

Following the scent, Hualing, the little foodie, finally found a kindred spirit today and spared no praise.

Sweet-mouthed, she easily won people’s favor.

Unfortunately, Xin Xiaowei, who was beaming with joy after passing a rib to Zisu as well, didn’t realize that the word "delicious" was all too cheap for Hualing.

If it was edible, she would praise it as delicious.

As a snake demon, her diet included live fish, frogs, mice, lizards, cicadas, dragonflies... nearly covering everything.

In her menu, there were probably many dishes that even Xin Xiaowei, who stood at the top of the food chain, would hesitate to try — the ultimate dark cuisines.

Zisu and Hualing, who had been trained for a long time by their cousin Huang Wu, ate more elegantly and delicately over time.

Xin Xiaowei, having no such restraint, ate the remaining deer chops, bones and all, crunching them down completely.

After finishing, she still seemed unsatisfied, staring like a Starving Ghost at the bones left in the twins’ hands.

Seeing her covetous, green-eyed look, the sisters instinctively handed them over.

Xin Xiaowei didn’t mind the residual saliva and crunched down the remains as well.

She then happily shared two stewed pig’s feet with the sisters and, after drinking the last of the broth, finally sighed contentedly.

"Ah, happiness. This is the best meal I’ve had in a year.

With this greasy foundation, as long as I avoid fights, I can live for another half year,"

Logically, within the "Nine Soldiers," one point of "Yin Morality" corresponds to one point of "Merit."

Considering the rates at which a million merits could get one a favor from the Green Seal Sage,

Xin Xiaowei should have been a rich woman by all accounts.

Unfortunately, no matter what form of wealth it was, if she saved even a penny, countless unexpected situations would immediately make her spend it all.

Also, due to her Life Formation and Divine Position, she was reluctant to make contact with anyone.

She simply entrusted the "Nine Soldiers" to convert all the Merits she earned into supplies and send them to her birthplace, Beggar Camp.

She herself survived on eating grass, earth, and drinking the northwest wind.

For the same reason,

As a pure fourth realm "Military Leader," she was inherently not affected by the "Dragon Qi Prohibition."

She had no hurry to claim additional Ghost God positions or to enlighten the "Merit Golden Wheel."

But now, a regulation within the "Nine Soldiers" stated that each additional divine position one claimed came with an additional monthly allowance.

Moreover, the "Yin Department Ghost" as a newly established Ninth Division had a policy bonus allowing them to receive twenty percent more than the other eight divisions!

This was Xin Xiaowei’s direct motivation to advance and become the first "Yin Department Ghost Judge."

Her second intention was hoping that the "Yin Department Judge of Financial Records" could control the adverse effects of the "Poverty God," so she wouldn’t always be so poor.

It is known that the poorer the mortals in the world, the stronger the divine power of the "Poverty God," a position associated with extreme negative emotions, becomes,

which could always bring about contamination by the "Killing Tree."

After several attempts to exterminate the "Deceit God·Poverty God," the "Corpse Dissection Immortals" also realized that the best way to prevent weeds in the field was to plant crops.

Thus, Xin Xiaowei, who was compatible with the fate chart, became the stubborn crop that would not be overgrown by weeds.

Just by bearing this divine position and preventing its harm, she was continuously doing good deeds.

Just by being alive, she was equivalent to someone who was constantly slaying demons and exterminating ghosts.

This was how she had accumulated a full seven hundred thousand "Yin Morality."

Unfortunately, as the saying goes, she was made and undone by the Poverty God; she couldn’t spend a single penny.

"Xiaowei sister, how pitiful! Sister, shall we take her home? After all, Cousin is rich, and he can definitely afford to take care of her!"

Hualing looked towards Zisu, who was nodding vigorously next to her, expressing profound sympathy for this "Poverty God."

However, Xin Xiaowei could only smile bitterly.

Even if kind-hearted people wanted to look after her as a "Poverty God," the first requirement was wealth, which starts at being rich enough to rival a country.

The most critical aspect, however, was having a high-enough status and a strong enough fate to suppress her "Strong Body, Weak Wealth" formation and the divine position of the "Poverty God."

...

At the same time, not far from a small courtyard at the edge of a warehouse.

"My warehouse! You can’t go, you owe me for my warehouse and the horse feed!"

Having accidentally heard the great secret of the "No-Life Dao" and realizing the situation seemed quite serious, Wang Yuan had just come down from the wall somewhat dazedly.

He then saw a middle-aged merchant dressed in silk clothes, along with an apprentice, charging towards him furiously.

Seeing the half-collapsed warehouse, he cried out in despair and quickly grabbed Wang Yuan’s sleeve, his spittle almost spraying Wang’s face.

He adamantly demanded that Wang Yuan compensate him for his losses.

For some reason, Wang Yuan felt inexplicably irritated upon hearing the other’s tearful and snotty yells.

He slightly raised his hand and remotely snatched a wisp of life fire from the man’s shoulder, holding it in the palm of his hand about to extinguish it.

If the life fire were extinguished, the man’s life would end instantly, and not even an immortal could save him.

"Xiao Yuan!"

Just then, Huang Wu, who had emerged from the "Five Senses Altar City," grabbed Wang Yuan’s hand, preventing him from extinguishing it.

Seeing the serious and concerned expression on his sister’s face, the irrational irritation in Wang Yuan’s heart suddenly eased significantly.

There was someone in the world who could always make him subconsciously temper his temper under any circumstances.

Only then did he feel in the mood to scrutinize the man’s karma and debts.

Although his attitude was poor, this merchant’s overall balance of "Yin Morality" and "Debt" was average, belonging to neither good nor bad category.

He might sell inferior goods as quality ones in business, but he also donated porridge and repaired bridges.

He certainly did not deserve to die.

Wang Yuan exhaled softly, calming his emotions, and tossed the man two silver ingots, each weighing fifty taels.

It was enough for him to repair the broken warehouse and refill it with dry hay.

No longer bothering with the now pleased merchant, he pulled Huang Wu and turned to leave.

At that moment.

Wang Yuan still thought he was simply worried about the unsolvable "Singing Rhyme Child" and felt irritable for a moment, not taking the impulse to kill seriously.

Yet, he didn’t know this was the sign of "Red Dust Karma" beginning to entangle him.

Unexplained irritability, nightmares at night, constant restlessness and impatience, growing impatience, intense desires, drowsiness when reading scriptures, etc.

These conditions would induce various misfortunes and bind him with others in causality.

Then, it would cause the "Red Dust Karma" to accumulate thicker and bind him tighter in its webs.

Wang Yuan had not taken two steps when an oil lamp suddenly jumped out from the Ghost Realm, with Monk Wu Hua’s voice coming from its wick:

"Taoist Fellow Wang! Our Zhengguo Temple was originally surrounding and killing the ’Oil Seller’ today, but we accidentally fell into an ambush, leading to the appearance of another ’Yellow Seal Strange.’

It’s not just us; for some reason many demons and deceitful beings suddenly appeared near Yunjing City."

"The ventilation bells set up by ’Imperial Dragon Guard’ are ringing non-stop."

"If Taoist Fellow has leisure to lend a hand, this monk and Zhengguo Temple would be greatly thankful!"

"Another ’Yellow Seal Strange’? One that specifically kills monks? Can there be such fierce deceit in the world?"

Listening to Wu Hua’s description, Wang Yuan’s brow furrowed more tightly.

In countless beloved stories, the villains who are extremely evil always liked to target women and children.

But there had never been an antagonist who specifically targeted high monks and old Taoists, digging out their relics and golden cores.

Yet today... it had truly come!

The "Evil Monk" was such a "Deceit" that liked to collect "Bone Relics."

It specifically liked to hunt down monks with deep cultivation, extracting their "Divine Skills Dharma Seals" to embed in their skulls and string them into a chain of relic beads.

Hearing this description, Wang Yuan realized that this must be the beginning of the "Six Desires Red Dust Path" taking effect.

He promptly activated the regional communication network of the "Myriad Phenomena Heavenly Net."

To the nearest light dot, he sent an invitation for team formation between "Immortal Officials":

"Team up to slay demons and remove deceit, with meals and accommodation provided, merits kept by oneself, daily payment, 500 taels or equivalent goods per day, any questions?"

To team up with this "Poverty God," an ordinary "Immortal Official" might not be able to withstand it.

But speaking of having a robust fate and high status.

Who could be a more suitable choice than Old Master Wang, who possessed a "Broken Life Chart" and two great divine positions from the Heavenly Department?

As soon as he finished speaking, Xin Xiaowei on the other side didn’t even ask who they were up against before she jumped up:

"Me, me; no one knows better than I how to kill ’Deceit’!"

After all, in this world, what "Deceit" could be more terrifying than poverty?

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