Killing Dao Fruit
Chapter 455 - 452: Old Master Wang’s Boundless Merit

Chapter 455: Chapter 452: Old Master Wang’s Boundless Merit

"Your work station has arrived, get to work, off you go!"

Two ghost soldiers simultaneously kicked, sending Wu Wentcai, who was petrified with fear and about to turn and flee, tumbling into a large pit.

This "True Spirit," on the brink of being completely corrupted by "Innate Evil," was rotten to the core, but the survival instinct remained.

He had no desire whatsoever to be crushed into a pulp by the stone mill that pursued him relentlessly from behind.

"Ahhh ahhh ahhh..."

Despite his incessant wailing, he had no choice but to summon all his strength, like drawing on the force of nursing, to catch up with the stone mill in front of him and join the other punished ghost prisoners in pushing it forward with all their might.

From above, came the chilling urging voices of the two ghost soldiers:

"King Yama decrees that any team of sin-laden ghost prisoners that manage to crush a ghost in front will be rewarded with a day’s work in the factory.

If any member of the team falls behind and gets crushed, the entire team will bear the consequences and go without rest for the day!"

This was all thanks to the system designed by Boss Wang.

Three waves of people, one chasing the other, competed against each other, none daring to be even a step slower, creating a whirlwind of rivalry.

If you don’t get rolled to death, then you’ll be worked to the bone!

In Wang Yuan’s past life, there was an interesting hypothesis that circulated.

—What would you do if you were given a hundred thousand dead soldiers?

The top-rated answer: Throw them onto the factory assembly line, a monthly salary of five thousand including food and accommodation, and just wait to collect five hundred million a month—wouldn’t that be delightful?

Today, this dream has finally been realized.

Except, it’s not dead soldiers but dead ghost prisoners.

The evil ghosts in hell live on qi and cost practically nothing, making them far more economical than any dead soldiers.

Of course, when he stipulated that the ghost prisoners must work four "Two Hours" in "Sewing Machine Hell" every day, it didn’t mean that they could go back to the eighteenth level of hell to rest at other times.

Rather, it was to go back and continue to be punished!

The tongue-pullers pulled tongues, the oil-caldrons boiled, the heart-cutters cut out hearts...

Having the fortune to work in the nineteenth level of hell is what truly constituted a blessing.

Therefore, every ghost prisoner cherished this opportunity for labor reform immensely and truly volunteered for overtime work!

This was especially the case for those already being gradually contaminated by the "Killing Tree" with "Innate Evil."

"Innate Evil," at its essence, is a kind of soul disorder.

The prison life of the nineteenth level of hell, however, is best suited for reforming individuals.

Correcting from absolute chaos to absolute order, "Innate Evil" is perfectly matched with the highly militarized, mechanized, and repetitive grueling assembly lines!

Working here, their chaotic souls can be molded bit by bit into a "mechanical mind."

Just with meticulous transformation over a few decades or a hundred years, those whose souls were disordered by "Innate Evil" could inevitably be led back on track.

This would fundamentally resolve the evil tricks of the "Underground Master" and the "Killing Tree" poisoning the whole Human Dao.

Moreover.

The "Underground Master" had no ability to communicate between Yin and Yang before eliminating Wang Yuan and acquiring the "Small Book of Life and Death."

Thus, he couldn’t perceive in real-time that the souls he had sent had been intercepted by someone else.

It might take him decades to notice Gao Jisheng’s thievery at "Reincarnation Lake."

By that time, the situation might well have been reversed.

As such, the significance of this "fully automated Ghost Power Factory" was not just about making money for Old Master Wang.

It had been elevated to preserving the well-being of all sentient beings and maintaining the balance of the Heavenly Dao!

With every turn of these Ghost Power Mills, a substantial "Heavenly Favor" would be deposited, accelerating the progress of Wang Yuan’s "Earthly Que Golden Book."

A steady stream ensured both flood and drought insurance.

Wang Yuan also considered these mills as his "Automatic Cultivation Machines," arguably the greatest invention in the Underworld.

Through all ages and including the future, there might be no other black-hearted factory owner who could achieve what he, Old Master Wang, had accomplished.

"I joined the ’Nine Soldiers’ and unlocked the ’Yin Department Ghost God Division’ of the Ninth Divisions Immortal Officials, and upon settling in the Yin Department, I immediately opened the nineteenth level of hell.

It truly is the greatest benevolence, boundless Merit indeed!"

Hiding behind the "Gods are Three Feet Above One’s Head," Wang Yuan nodded in self-satisfaction as his gaze encompassed the entire eighteenth level of hell.

He couldn’t help but silently applaud his own "innovation" once more.

Just as the nineteenth level of hell was bustling with activity.

Flapping—!

Calamity Butterflies fluttered about, constantly moving throughout the entire Yin Department, centering on the eighteenth level of hell, appearing and disappearing intermittently.

One moment in dreams, the next back in reality.

Each Calamity Butterfly carried with it a Feather Forest Guard, each of whom was a top scout in the Great Yan Army, easily capable of mastering the "Daoist Skill" of the Red Seal.

Wherever they passed.

Every now and then, ghostly beings who had identification tokens and some Fengdu access rights would be abruptly dragged into dream realms, without even a chance to scream, and then reappear back at their original spots as if nothing had happened.

It was obvious.

At this moment, they were playing the role of the espionage department "Ventilation Department" under Wang Yuan’s, King Yama, command!

The person directly in charge was Huang Wu.

Based on the confessions of the sturdy men they had captured earlier, there turned out to be quite a few informants from various Yin Mountain Ghost Countries infiltrating the departments of the entire Yin Department.

Although they were not Yin Officials carefully selected by the Heavenly Dao and granted Ghost God positions.

They were the lowest-level Ghost Officers and Ghost Soldiers who didn’t even possess a single "Red Decree," but their numbers were far from few.

Just as the group of Yin Officials from the Seventy-Two Divisions had said, how many official Yin Officials were incorporated within the entire Yin Department?

And how many ghosts were currently detained? How many new ghosts from Red County Shenzhou and the vast surrounding lands poured in every day?

The few official Yin Officials, Ghost Officers, how could they manage them all?

Previously, the intelligence that Wang Yuan had left Fengdu Ghost City was leaked by these indispensable small fries.

And the ruthless Old Master Wang wouldn’t let them off just because they were "temporary workers"; dismissal wasn’t the end of it.

"Report, the junior clerk Yu Qian from the tenth hall has returned to face charges!"

"Report, Liu Qian, the ghost soldier from the Seventy-Two Divisions’ Inspectorate Department, has returned to face charges!"

"..."

One by one, they fell into the pre-opened "Three Realms on the Other Shore."

Supervised personally by the "Avatar of Taibai," they were verified, asked not a single question, killed on the spot, and then revived on the spot.

Wang Yuan had long known that the "human heart" should not be directly confronted.

Things like "Yin Morality" and "Debt," which could be observed, always focused on actions, not intentions.

No matter how malicious the thoughts were, as long as they did not lead to actions, they would not accrue Debt, and thus could not be detected.

This was also the reason why, although there were over a hundred types of Daoist Skills listed in the "Earthly Que Golden Book," Wang Yuan insisted on promoting the "Black Law Judge Method."

Taboo: One could only be good, not bad.

This kind of taboo was an irreplaceable advantage, particularly necessary for the stability of the Yin Mountain Daoism system.

Especially at this juncture, with the "Yin Mountain-Backside Major Development Plan" gradually unfolding and the Immortal Officials about to arrive in large numbers.

These embedded spies had to be removed immediately, captured into the "Cycle Heaven Star Realm" to become his most loyal "straw dogs."

The ability of the "Calamity Butterfly" to "Dream Divination" was more than a match for dealing with those minor characters.

"This time we caught 182 in one go, and all of them were successfully turned.

This reverse spy network should be sufficient to deter the gaze of the "Underground Master."

What’s more important is the ability "everything is prepared for me" comes from the Nine Cauldrons, from the Heavenly Dao, and is not traditional Ghost Dao Techniques.

Even if the "Underground Master" is a Demi Immortal, it would not be easy for him to discover, and the conditions for the major development have finally fully matured."

In the backyard of the Yama Palace, among a complex of palaces even more imposing than the Mortal World’s Imperial City.

Wang Yuan, sitting cross-legged on the Jade Couch, withdrew his "Gods Within Three Feet Above the Head."

Then he listened as Huang Wu, leaning against him, reminded him:

"The first batch of judges from the Seventy-Two Divisions, Xin Ruoheng and her daughter Xin Xiaowei, have just descended. They were immediately scooped up by the Wealth Department and the Calamity Bureau.

It will be at least two or three days before they can settle the backlog of their affairs and be free."

Wang Yuan nodded:

"As expected, the motivation to strive and the degree of poverty are proportional. They might be strong contenders for top sales in the future.

I’m very optimistic about their potential."

Huang Wu, however, looked at him with a taunting smile:

"The degree of poverty might well be proportionate to... the obsession with snagging a wealthy husband, right?"

Before Wang Yuan, now a little off-color, could react, Huang Wu spun around and threw herself into his arms.

Wang Yuan instinctively caught her, but immediately his face turned red.

In the blink of an eye, it was no longer Huang Wu in his arms, but that plump beauty with the melon seed face—Xin Ruoheng.

He had already had a variety of profound experiences with Huang Wu’s "Moon in the Water and Flower in the Mirror" illusory transformations: princess, lady, female general, dancing girl... whatever type he wanted, she had it all.

Furthermore, at this moment, "Xin Ruoheng" had the pure innocence of a girl and the ripe charm of a matron in perfect harmony, seemingly better than the real Xin Ruoheng.

Wang Yuan was immediately gripped.

"This..."

In the next moment, Huang Wu transformed again, her clothing like rainbows and feathers, beyond worldly beauty, radiating a chill like that of the Moon God.

She twinkled her alluring starry eyes at him.

"Xiao Yuan, this is what Chang’e really looks like!"

The next moment, two ethereal white rabbit ears sprouted from her head and a round puffball appeared behind her.

Wang Yuan suddenly felt a slight warmth in his nose.

"Jade Rabbit?! This is so thrilling?"

"There’s even more thrilling stuff; do you want to see it?"

Huang Wu’s face showed a mischievous smile as she was about to transform again.

But suddenly, a golden light flashed in front of her.

Click!

Five golden rings had already locked around the slender limbs and the long neck of "Chang’e," suspending her in the air in an enticing pose.

It was the "Brahma and I Golden Ring" that he had taken from Ganga.

Effect: Forces the person who is locked to enter into a yoga cultivation state, losing the ability to resist, allowing the owner of the rings to manipulate them into eighteen different postures.

Huang Wu’s body immediately went limp, and she could only bat her big eyes innocently at him.

"Xiao Yuan, what are you doing?"

Having regained his senses, Wang Yuan sneered:

"Ha, Sister Chang’e, do you think I’m that foolish? The power obtained from Taiyin Star is inherited from Chang’e and the rabbit. The next one is clearly... a toad! Daring to scheme against me? I’ll show you no mercy!"

He took off the Red Embroidered Shoes from the feet of his ’sister,’ reached out, and began to tickle her moonlight-white soles.

"Hehehe... Have mercy, have mercy, Xiao Yuan, good brother～"

The rabbit-eared "Chang’e" squirmed trying to avoid the tickling, pleading sweetly in her brother’s arms, her captivating eyes seemingly could drip with water.

Although Wang Yuan’s mental age as someone who had lived two lifetimes actually made him older than Huang Wu, making him ample as her elder brother, these pleas sounded to his ears like adding fuel to the fire.

Suddenly feeling the "beast blood boil," he quivered, sprouted two tiger ears on his head, and a steel-like tail from his back, and with a roar, leapt towards the pitiful little white rabbit.

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