Killing Dao Fruit
Chapter 456 - 453: The Fourth Disaster

Chapter 456: Chapter 453: The Fourth Disaster

It was just a blink of an eye, and more than a month had passed.

The chaotic warfare in Red County Shenzhou of the Mortal World continued as intense as ever.

Meanwhile, in the vast area behind Yin Mountain, each of the large Ghost Countries was also suffering under an evil wind underground, creating a dismal scene where every gust of wind and call of a crane resembled the presence of soldiers.

Many "Ghost Kings" and "Ghost Officials" were terrified by the constant stream of bad news from nearby.

Just the day before, it was wildly rumored that the heart and liver of a Ghost King from one family had been stolen; the next day, it was said that the ghost population of an entire country had vanished overnight;

Without even a moment to catch a breath, there was another rumor that a Ghost Country had been completely leveled, with no trace of its people or treasures left, leaving only ruins.

It was even cleaner than a locust passage.

Ghosts begged to gods and Buddha, fearing that the dreadful "natural disaster" might descend upon them.

Indeed, for them, it was an unpredictable "natural disaster"!

Insidious, unpredictable, and unavoidable, "luck" was their only reliance for survival.

Clang! Clang! Clang!...

Suddenly, alarm bells sounded over a Ghost Country, located near the junction of the front and back sides of Yin Mountain, much smaller than Great Yan County.

These various large and small Ghost Countries, called countries, were actually similar to the vassal states on Moluo Island.

Unless that "Ghost King" had very high Taoist Ability and commanded many Yellow Seals, basically each city was a country on its own with no strategic depth to speak of.

Once a war started, it was a decisive battle.

Accompanied by the harsh sound of alarm bells, streams of gold and red divine light carrying the essence of incense fire instantly flew across the dark sky.

A Lord Yama Decree issued by King Yanluo sealed off the entire city inside and out, allowing not even a whisper of news to leak.

"You are... Ghost Gods from Fengdu? How dare you, does King Yanluo really want to go to war with my Yin Mountain Ghost Country?"

But the newcomers ignored them, their eyes turning green as they gazed upon the Yinchen Wood, Ink Jade, and Xuantie used to build palaces.

Acting as famished as if they’ve been impoverished for eight generations, they charged in like ravenous dogs.

Suddenly, over a dozen Yellow Seals arrived!

Hisss—!

Seeing the imposing array of the enemies, the "Ghost Kings" and "Ghost Officials" below lost their souls in fear.

With hardly a hint of fighting spirit, they turned tail and ran without hesitation.

They were quickly overtaken, knocked to the ground one by one, and securely tied up with Binding Yin Ropes borrowed from the Black Rope Hell.

"Hehehe, caught another Yellow Seal ’Ghost King’ and a dozen Red Seal ’Ghost Officials’.

This haul not only allows us to plunder the treasures of an entire country, but with these Ghost Cultivators, we also offset that thirty percent tax. We’re rich, filthy rich now.

All thanks to Brother Qianshan, I, Old Xu, actually lived to see a day in the Underworld.

The more land my feet tread upon, the stronger my Lifebound Magic Treasure "Ten Thousand Miles of Mountains and Rivers" becomes, I’m still making a huge profit without wanting anything else.

Buddies, hurry up and work, let’s visit the next family before other Ghost Countries come to reinforce!

I just figured it out, today’s fortune lies in the northwest. Our luck hasn’t run out yet today.

This time we’ve managed to organize a large squad of more than ten people; we absolutely can’t let the others pick up an easy bargain."

Xu Zhenzhi’s voice cackled strangely as he herded these captives into the "Ten Thousand Miles of Mountains and Rivers".

He then repeatedly urged his Dou Department colleagues to speed up the burning, killing, and plundering.

All the Dou Department Immortal Officials behind him radiated divine light and were suffused with the essence of incense fire.

Clearly, they were not here in their true forms but had descended as Yin Gods, taking residence in divine bodies within the Underworld.

These Immortal Officials had already obtained divine positions in the Yin Department.

Even without Wang Yuan’s "Everything Readied for Me," they naturally received tremendous bonuses from the Underworld.

The "Underground Master" could restrain various ghosts due to his high position, and they could naturally do the same.

Armed with a Divine Decree, the temporary transition from Immortal Dao to Divine Tao was even more convenient than coming in their true bodies.

Even if their divine bodies were shattered, it wouldn’t matter at all.

They only needed a few months of recuperation and sufficient replenishment of their Incense Fire Vow Power, and they would be good as new.

Thanks to this, they were able to seamlessly handle duties in the Mortal World during the day and tasks in the Underworld at night without any conflict.

Protected by the "Small Book of Life and Death" for their True Spirits, equipped with divine bodies driven by incense fire, surrounded by countless wild ghosts everywhere, inspired by heavenly materials and earthly treasures scattered around...

All conditions were set; they were essentially a "Fourth Plague" from the Yang World!

For such formidable beings, staying up for seven or eight consecutive nights was nothing.

Only Immortal Officials who contributed nothing to the Heavenly Dao needed rest.

Overtime makes me happy!

Boom...

As these Dou Department Immortal Officials joined forces, clouds of dust enveloped the area, and the entire Ghost Country was torn apart.

The collected Earth Essence Treasures almost piled up like mountains.

The brilliant glow illuminated the eyes of each Immortal Official.

"Boss Wang above, Fengdu is my home, no one can make me leave!"

"I love overtime, and overtime loves me too. If I had to put a limit on this affection, I’d hope it’s... ten thousand years!"

"..."

The war of Magicians is vastly different from that of the Mortal World.

Beginning from the Great Development Plan ten days ago, their goal was not to occupy but solely for the plunder of people and treasures.

All were special operations, coming without a trace and leaving without a shadow.

Moreover, the internal structures of the major Ghost Countries, as porous as sieves due to the infiltration of "Straw Dogs," are completely indefensible against them.

Additionally, in the Mortal World, various schools of Daoist Skill flourished and mutually enhanced each other, with every school constantly modifying and transforming their methods.

The rate of progress was incomparably faster than that of the Underworld.

Compared to that, wasn’t the Yin Mountain Ghost Country, which had been sealed off for thousands of years and lacked even the invention of writing and the wheel, just like a newly discovered continent?

It was akin to a dimension-reducing strike.

Even now, most Ghost Countries had not yet figured out who their enemies really were.

What’s more, these groups forming to farm Monsters, were they not a band of war Monks based on the "Slaughter Science," each as cunning as the next?

"Fire Qilin Mace, quick!"

Guo Feihu, who was among the same Seven Luminaries as Wang Yuan, summoned the Lifebound Magic Treasure—Fire Qilin Mace in his hand.

It instantly transformed into a fire dragon that encircled the entire city, preventing any Wild Ghosts from escaping.

Then, he continually shrank the circle of fire, herding all the hiding Wild Ghosts into one place.

In the eyes of the Ghost People, the fiercely demonic Guo Feihu laughed menacingly:

"Those who do not wish to die, just go in obediently. From now on, all your food and lodging are covered by Old Master Wang."

Aside from various precious products of the Underworld, the Ghost People from all the Ghost Countries would also be escorted back to Fengdu City.

After undergoing trial, they continued to be diverted—some to the nineteenth layer of Hell to enjoy "blessings," and some to the eighteenth layer to shed a layer of skin.

Some entered Reincarnation, returning to the cycles of the Heavenly Dao.

Others were turned into "Straw Dogs" by "All Things are Ready for Me," and then distributed according to the merit of various Immortal Officials, organized into armies.

Getting ready for the inevitable direct confrontation that would come sooner or later.

Once a positive cycle formed, they would nourish war with war, growing stronger with each battle.

Soon, the following scenario would appear:

Immortal Official, "If the opponent is one, I’ll face them alone; if there are a hundred, I’ll still face them alone."

Ghost King, "Wait, put down the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in your hand before you say that!"

Very soon.

Aside from a few hundred Wild Ghosts who were specifically kept aside, the rest of the people from other Ghost Countries were all taken into the Map of Ten Thousand Miles.

Another Divine Light also lightly descended onto the city walls, revealing Xin Ruoheng, radiantly glowing as the Broom Star.

He took out three sticks of incense, a bowl of raw rice.

After lighting the incense and inserting them into the rice, he immediately visualized a lavish banquet in his mind, and with a breath of clear air in his chest, he suddenly blew onto the raw rice.

The smoke billowed where the clear air brushed past,

The original bowl of raw rice really turned into a large banquet, with fish, meat, chicken, and wine, at least seventy to eighty dishes.

It was indeed Dharma Food used to feed the Ghosts.

Whoo whoo...

Those Ghost Souls who could only sustain themselves on Qi on ordinary days immediately swarmed over, but no matter how desperately they gnawed, they just couldn’t get a taste.

They could only issue "yiyiyi" painful whimpers.

Why is it said that being able to reincarnate and become human in the next life is a blessing for Ghosts?

It’s because if one cannot step onto the path of Cultivation, being a Ghost is simply too bitter.

In the Yang World, they suffer from the wind and the sun every day, and in the Underworld, they endure the soul-eroding chill of the dark winds of Hell, only able to take refuge under the Ghost King and be exploited by him.

Even being driven to desperate straits, among Ghosts, besides the most common Qi-Eating Ghost, there are horrendous beings such as Feces Eating Ghosts and Food Scum Ghosts...

In the Underworld, without living humans to provide Human Qi, just the first step of Cultivation, "Refining Form," blocks countless Ghosts.

This also provided a good opportunity for some Immortal Officials.

Xin Ruoheng sat cross-legged in the sky, reciting continuously:

"Beidou aloft, rotating Kui Gang. Strike the mountains, they split; strike the water, it dries. Dispelling disasters and calamities, eliminating all misfortune...

Those follow the Gang shall live, those who defy shall perish. Where the heavenly decree reaches, misfortunes cease forever. God has issued an order, ordered the slaying of evil spirits. With a shake of the fire bell, demons and specters vanish..."

Behind him, seven large stars gradually brightened, casting starlight on those Wild Ghosts.

It was the Mystical Department Daoist Skill—Beidou Evil-Cutting Spell he was cultivating.

And those Wild Ghosts illuminated by the starlight also became spiritually responsive, chanting the spell along with her.

Gradually, their bodies emitted Spirit Light that resonated accordingly.

They were simultaneously granted the qualification to enjoy Dharma Food.

They began to feast heartily.

Inspired, the others chanted even more enthusiastically, and soon many of them gained Spiritual Response and were able to enjoy the wine and delicacies.

The Southern Dipper gives life, the Beidou governs death.

This spell, if sustained for 129,600 repetitions, could allow one to Receive Talismans and step onto the path of cultivation and, while achieving the Red Seal, also become the embodiment of this great spell.

As long as it is chanted, there will be a Spiritual Response, and ascending to the Yellow Seal could achieve a ’Curse Spirit’.

Xin Ruoheng clearly understood the principle that "A fence needs three stakes, a good man needs three supporters."

Although this Beidou Evil-Cutting Spell was merely a Mystical Department Daoist Skill, it had advantages not found in many other Earth and even Heavenly Department Daoist Skills.

That is, explosive proliferation!

"Go, spread this Beidou Evil-Cutting Spell to the nearby Ghost Countries.

The more affiliates you develop, the more Telekinesis you can share, and the sooner you can wield Daoist Skills!"

"Dharma Master, we obey!"

Behind Yin Mountain, thunder, fire, pestilence, battles, star constellations, the Three Mountains and Five Peaks, conjuring rain and clouds, the Gods of Good and Evil displayed their Divine Skills, stirring the Ghost Country into complete chaos.

The "Yin Mountain Major Development Plan" was officially on track, and the subjectivity of the Immortal Officials was fully mobilized.

Wang Yuan only needed to formulate policies, waving the conductor’s baton; perhaps in a few years or a decade, this plan would eventually bear fruit.

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