Killing Dao Fruit
Chapter 448 - 445: Heaven’s Law is Clear, Retribution is Certain

Chapter 448: Chapter 445: Heaven’s Law is Clear, Retribution is Certain

On the night of the new moon, the moon had almost completely vanished from the sky, leaving behind only the thinnest sliver of a silver crescent.

The Power of Taiyin in the universe also reached its monthly nadir at that moment.

All cultivators who drew their strength from this power, especially mages capable of the "Borrowing Heaven and Earth" technique, found their abilities significantly diminished.

This naturally included the Rabbit, long trapped in the Nine Nether Land.

Ever since it was banished to the Nine Nether Land by Wang Yuan with the help of the Small Book of Life and Death on the fifteenth of August.

It had not eaten a single person, nor even seen any living creature up to now.

It is commonly said that there are thirty-three heavens above and nine depths below; the "nine" of "Nine Nether" is only a metaphor, representing the very bottom of the Underworld.

It is also the lowest realm among the three domains of Heaven, the Mortal World, and the Underworld.

In this place, cold winds hissed and black fog rolled in dense clouds; one could see neither highs nor lows in the landscape, nor any signs of life to the left or right.

There were mountains, peaks, ridges, caves, and streams. But the mountains grew no grass, the peaks didn’t pierce the sky, the ridges had no travelers, the caves didn’t admit clouds, and the streams carried no water.

Everything here was merely a manifestation of the most primal Yin Qi of this world, a land utterly devoid of Yang.

If a prisoner lacked the proper privileges, the Nine Nether Land was boundless to them, and even if they ran at the speed of light, they would absolutely never escape.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

A medicine mortar that had once been caked with dried flesh and bloodstains was now sparkling clean, able to reflect one’s face.

It was cleaner than if it had been licked by a dog.

At this moment, it was held in the hands of the Rabbit, whose fur was a pure, unsullied white, pounding away at a few dark yellow and blackened dry bones in the mortar.

There was no telling how many years ago these remnants might have belonged to an unfortunate cultivator who was buried here.

With a pair of red eyes staring intently at the bones, the Rabbit’s overwhelming hunger emitted two chilling green lights.

After pounding laboriously for most of the day, only with the added power of the Deceit Realm could it barely grind the bones, which were not much stronger than stones, into a pitch-black toad pill.

Tossing it into its mouth, it chewed fiercely several times before swallowing it with extreme reluctance and difficulty.

Yet the pair of ears atop its head limply flopped down.

This garbage, unfit even for dogs, barely counted as a mouthful for the Rabbit; after eating, it felt even hungrier than before.

But looking at its current behavior.

It seemed to have benefited from eating quite a few No-Life Dao practitioners in Yunjing City’s Three Yang Small Realm previously, exhibiting a significantly enhanced level of intelligence.

It now appeared even more human-like than the Old Almanac ever had.

If it could eat a few more people or seize one or two Divine Positions born of the Taiyin Star, it might immediately satisfy the prerequisites to hold a Killing Banquet.

And transform into a true Deceit God with a complete sense of self.

Humans! I want to eat humans!

Suddenly.

The Rabbit’s long ears shot up and turned towards the depths of the Nine Nether Land.

From that direction, a melody like the chiming of silver bells, coupled with a delightful laugh, drifted over with the howling Yin wind.

And with it came an intoxicating fragrance all too familiar to it.

That was... the Doumu Taiyin Monarch.

Eat——!

The Rabbit’s eyes blazed with bloodlust as it let out a high-pitched shriek.

Instantly, it executed the "Black Hare’s Flight" technique, streaking toward that direction as a beam of light.

A hundred li away.

A small spring gurgled as it spewed out chillingly cold water.

Yet as soon as it filled a small pond about ten feet in diameter, the water eagerly evaporated into thin air.

Transforming into a piercing cold wind overhead, it surged into the sky, then swept across the lowlands of the Underworld.

In truth, this was not water but condensed Netherworld Yin Qi.

"Xiao Yuan, look quick, we’ve found another one, we’ve struck it rich! Teehee..."

At this moment.

Huang Wu still retained her charming appearance of a fifteen-year-old girl.

One hand lifted the hem of her light blue dress to reveal two slender, fair legs, her bare toes painted cherry-red, dipping into the clear, shallow liquid.

With her other hand, she scooped up translucent white pebbles from the bottom of the water, collecting them in the fold of her dress.

She looked like a mortal fisherman’s daughter picking lotus pods, a lotus emerging from the water, a scene fit for a painting.

But this liquid Netherworld Yin Qi was highly toxic. Ordinary people would wither and die instantly upon contact.

To Huang Wu, however, it posed no issue; Netherworld Yin Qi was the very Earth Spirit Qi she needed for practicing the Taiyin Moonlight Technique.

As long as she didn’t bathe in it for an entire day, it would be beneficial with no drawbacks.

Wang Yuan examined a pebble that Huang Wu had retrieved. He could faintly see that each stone enveloped a bit of milky liquid.

This was the well-known Earth Vein Spirit Milk of the cultivation world.

It was perfect for refining and cleansing embryos of magic treasures. With more of these, even upgrading the quality of one’s lifebound magic treasure was feasible.

In the hands of an alchemy master, it could even cleanse Daoist contamination and resist the madness deep within one’s soul.

It was rare for him to work so hard, pulling consecutive shifts for seven or eight days straight, but finally, he could take a break with Huang Wu.

Coming to this Nine Nether Land, although there was no beautiful scenery to behold, just these drips of Earth Vein Spirit Milk made the journey well worth it.

"Our Cloud Tower Ghost Market, in addition to the special black dog blood, can now add a truly native Underworld series."

"Not bad, not bad, this place has great potential for making money."

Wang Yuan stood to one side, nodding in approval to his sister.

For thousands of years, the Yin Yang Realm had been strictly segregated, with many Underworld specialties, the "Earth Essence Treasures", being rare and highly sought-after treasures in the Mortal World, virtually priceless.

With this imbalance of supply and demand, if handled properly, you could sell materials from the Underworld, that are as common as baskets full, in the Mortal World for sky-high prices!

What’s more, the only one qualified to tap into this treasure trove right now was Wang Yuan himself, since he had sole possession of the "Small Book of Life and Death" and the "Yin Yang Dharma Body".

There seems to be a special term for it: a Trader who shuttles between the two realms.

Moreover, Wang Yuan had advantages that other "Divine Transformation" Mages didn’t have.

Others’ "Dharma Domains" are ephemeral, emerging from their own Dharma Light and fading with it, not separate spaces, but his "Other Shore Three Realms" is different.

Even when it was the Ghost Realm, it already relied on the crack between the Yin Yang Realm, possessing a certain reality.

It could perfectly serve as a large warehouse, transporting a massive amount of materials through the "Earth Gate" in one trip.

Once inside the Cloud Tower Ghost Market, just release them little by little, intermittently initiating hunger marketing, and you could definitely make a fortune.

Beyond high-value-added industrial products, Old Master Wang had finally extended his reach towards major raw materials.

The Wang Family’s business empire had viciously carved out another large chunk.

Of course, if you hold the mighty "King Yanluo" Divine Position of the Heavenly Department in your hands and still only aspire to be a mere Trader,

then it has to be said:

Too small!

The vision is too limited!

"The Underworld Development Plan", "Trade Portals", "Economic Special Zones", "Reform Pilot Projects"...

A series of great ideas one after another sprang from Wang Yuan’s heart.

He just needed to make them a reality.

However, there’s a small problem that needs to be dealt with now.

Wang Yuan turned his head and looked at the white shadow racing towards him from behind. He shifted slightly, positioning himself perfectly between it and Huang Wu.

Boom!!!

They collided, from extreme movement to extreme stillness, and a thunderous explosion sounded in the air.

Not only did Wang Yuan not get instantly packed into the "Medicine Mortar" and pounded into a beautiful frog pill like those Demons did before,

but instead, the "Rabbit", who launched an attack with the speed of "blackbird flies and rabbit runs", as fast as lightning, seemed to have slammed into a mountain and was sent tumbling back.

In its blood-red eyes, there seemed to be a trace of human disbelief.

Wang Yuan didn’t wait for it to land.

He chuckled and already had a Seal formed with one hand in front of his chest, uttering a low shout,

"Dharma Domain·Other Shore Three Realms, open!"

Whoosh—!

A wind colder than the Nine Nether Land swept up, fluttering the clothes of Wang Yuan and Huang Wu, and blew the "Rabbit" straight into the "Yama Palace".

It crashed heavily onto the stone steps in front of the hall.

The Rabbit, after all, was equivalent to a "Divine Transformation" realm "Deceit God".

Around it, a terrain-like Deceit Realm instantly unfolded, resisting the "Ghostly Spell" of the Yama Palace with its own Power.

It didn’t immediately believe that it was dead, and its own formidable power remained unscathed.

But atop the great hall, a dignified voice rang out:

"Crime: The ’Moon Essence Jade Rabbit’ attempted to consume my beloved wife and failed. The crime is unforgivable.

Sentence: to be cooked in red sauce, stir-fried in dry pot, served cold!"

Crack!

The judge’s mallet struck down.

"Attendants, come on, bring me Sichuan pepper, star anise, chili powder... Prepare everything!"

Dharma Domain’s first layer, the "Yama Palace".

It formed the first layer of rule upon the original Ghost Realm.

Effect: justice will be served, karma is inescapable!

Once the enemy is dragged into the Yama Palace, influenced by "Ghostly Spell", they will forget what happened before.

When they believe they are already dead, they become a completely powerless ordinary person, at the mercy of the Living Yama to knead and roll as he pleases.

Even if they weren’t affected by the Dharma Domain’s "Ghostly Spell" and realized the truth about the Yama Palace,

they would still need to fight their way through the eighteen levels of Hell to escape.

The heavier the "Debt" on the enemy, the stronger the enhancement to Wang Yuan’s Dharma Domain, and the more severe the punishment he can inflict.

In the same realm, the more Yin Soldiers and Ghost Generals stationed in the eighteen levels of Hell, the stronger the power of this layer of Dharma Domain.

And there was no longer any need for the initial inconvenience of looking for an excuse of "kneeling with the left leg first" to take action.

The "Rabbit" had just come to its senses.

Sizzle...

A pot of hot oil was suddenly poured over its head.

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