Killing Dao Fruit
Chapter 461 - 458: Red Spider Lily, Third Disciple

Chapter 461: Chapter 458: Red Spider Lily, Third Disciple

It seemed that Wang Yuan’s gaze caused intense pain, and although Zi Buxu’s activation level was not high, the survival instinct within still ceaselessly wailed.

Even under the heavy suppression of the Cycle Heaven Star Realm.

The features and limbs originally belonging to a girl in the bloom of youth began to twist incessantly under violent struggle.

Crunch! Crunch!

Wang Yuan also realized that this "Weird" seemed to be an information black hole.

Apart from the taboo mentioned by the Heart Communication Conch, it was completely impossible to discern its height, weight, or any other useful information through the senses.

He couldn’t bear to let the girl Huang Wu was holding continue to suffer.

Driven by her will to survive, each meaningless squirm was unbearably heart-wrenching.

It even made Wang Yuan, who had long been accustomed to countless bloody scenes, feel compassion in his heart.

No matter how strong a person’s mind is, when confined in a dark closed environment, their mentality will gradually become disordered and they will slowly go insane.

The fear of confinement stems from this.

The solitary cells in prisons are also a kind of cruel punishment that everyone dreads.

What’s more, the girl had been completely deprived of her limbs and all senses, including touch, the extent of confinement unmatched, perhaps even losing the concept of time.

For her, every prolonged minute and second were a tremendous torment to both body and spirit.

Wang Yuan even began to suspect.

The so-called "Zi Buxu·Avatar".

Perhaps they were those victims of failed espionage, contaminated little by little in such an extreme madness where cries to heaven went unanswered and pleas on earth were unheeded.

A thought crossed his mind.

Woo woo woo...

Suddenly, a cold wind rose in the night, and bits of cold ghost fire inexplicably appeared.

Wang Yuan’s toes touched the ground, and he floated in the air, his "Two Realms Dharma Body" blurring like a ghost shadow, then slowly placed his feet under that dark shadow.

Then, disregarding Zi Buxu’s desperate struggles, he suddenly entered its body.

It was the most basic ability of all fierce ghosts—possession!

But in this world, the only "fierce ghost" daring enough to possess a Yellow Seal "Weird" might just be him—the King of Ten Thousand Ghosts.

"Dominate!"

Just as he used Shen Xiaoyu’s mouth to utter these two words.

Both the avatar of Zi Buxu and its main body, hiding somewhere unknown, instantly lost control over this body.

"Return!"

Cycle Heaven Star Realm rules: All things are prepared for me, countless entities, all are straw dogs!

As long as it was within the coverage area of the Dharma Domain, everything within the Dharma Domain would be at Wang Yuan’s disposal, to be used by him.

Air, soil, plants, the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Mechanism... even people falling into this realm.

Wang Yuan’s own power and Daoist Skill would also greatly increase.

As long as their realm was below "Divine Transformation", they would not have even a hint of room to resist before him.

Even though Wang Yuan had no clue about the "knowledge" corresponding to Zi Buxu.

It didn’t prevent him from using his own power to return each of Shen Xiaoyu’s organs, orifices, one by one to their rightful owner.

Touch, limbs, eyebrows, mouth... the girl gradually regained her wholeness.

The Zi Buxu avatar, having no more value to squeeze out, quickly burned into ash amidst the Dragon Energy of "Red Dust Ten Thousand Feet".

Shen Xiaoyu perceived something unusual beneath her without waiting for her eyesight to return to clarity and sprang up from Huang Wu’s embrace, tumbling back onto the snowy ground.

Barefoot and stumbling backward, she had already lightning-fast drawn another pre-loaded triple-eyed firearm.

Once her vision was restored, fierce light fiercely shot out from her eyes, like a trapped beast ready to fight its enemies to the death.

Clear cut, not the least bit clouded by her previous confinement.

"Eh?"

Only when she saw the kind and friendly nodding Wang Yuan and Huang Wu did she realize she had been rescued, and she hurriedly lowered the firearm in her hand.

The girl didn’t recognize Wang Yuan who had played "Song Bingyi" and had once crossed paths with her.

But Wang Yuan recognized the young girl at once, even impressively remembering her brave performance from before.

"It’s safe here now."

Before a mage, all firearms are no different from toys, they are not only unannoyed, but rather appreciate the girl’s immediate reaction.

Wang Yuan waved his hand, and the boots and gloves that had fallen to the ground as her limbs were deprived, one by one fell back into Shen Xiaoyu’s hands.

"Not bad, not bad, to remain conscious for such a long time with all senses sealed off, your mental resilience far exceeds my expectations.

If Xiangsi and Forget Sorrow, who are Meng Po’s assistants, had even one-tenth of your endurance, they wouldn’t be clamoring to resign and reincarnate."

As he looked her up and down, the Small Book of Life and Death opened by itself.

When Wang Yuan’s Merit Golden Wheel soared to two million and he became the only Yama of the ten halls, his power also greatly increased.

Apart from those who had already formed their own universe, and preliminarily mastered their own fate, no longer drifting along with the secular world like the Green Seal Sages,

all sentient beings who had shown their faces before Wang Yuan would display a portion of the most basic information on the Small Book of Life and Death.

Name: Shen Xiaoyu, fourteen years old, lifespan of seventy-two years...

Life Chart: "Heavenly Yi’s Noble"

Heavenly Destiny, Intention Fate, Emotional Fate, Heart Fate, and Life and Death Destiny, the heavier the bond with the noble, the deeper the connection, the better the luck of "Heavenly Yi’s Noble" will be.

The limit is "Purple Qi Comes from the East"!

But before the life chart of the "Heavenly Yi’s Noble" was activated, her efforts and returns would never be proportional, and her days were doomed to hardship and loneliness.

When it rains, it pours, and encountering headwinds when sailing late; the rope tends to break at its thinnest, and bad luck seeks out the most unfortunate!

If she couldn’t endure it, there was no need to think about thriving afterward.

Shen Xiaoyu lost her mother in her childhood and her father in her teens, growing up facing several life-threatening ordeals she barely survived.

Before her chance meeting with Wang Yuan and leaving her hometown, she had hardly ever had a full meal in her life.

Compared to her, Xin Xiaowei, a "Poverty God," who might have her mother to send her off even at her deathbed, although living a hard life, was undoubtedly much luckier than Shen Xiaoyu.

What was astonishing was,

Despite enduring countless hardships, there were few traces of torment from suffering in Shen Xiaoyu’s eyes.

None of the expected: inferiority complex, arrogance, cynicism, extremeness, solitude...

Just a resilience like wild grass and an extremely tenacious life force.

If born as a tree, I would prosper with joy. If born as quiet grass, I too would flourish in green.

If life kisses me with pain, I will respond with song!

Unaware that she had just exposed her entire past in front of the two.

Putting her shoes back on and standing up, Shen Xiaoyu suddenly remembered what she was just about to do, and urgently called out,

"Right you two, brother and sister, this is very urgent.

I just learned from the memory of a soldier from the "Crow Army" that there might be a big problem with "Dragon Elephant Tao" in Liangzhou.

They secretly support this beastly army; there must be a scheme behind it.

The safety of countless people in the southwest depends on it. Please help me tell the "Nine Soldiers"; they might be the only ones who can stop Dragon Elephant Tao now!"

Seeing Shen Xiaoyu, who had just narrowly escaped death but immediately thought of others, Huang Wu couldn’t help but feel a surge of maternal instinct.

She stepped forward, took the girl into her warm, fragrant embrace, and gently stroked her head.

She also asked curiously,

"Xiao Yu, you just experienced the dangers behind "Zi Buxu."

Getting involved in such matters concerning the survival of a state, or even a nation, one small misstep can lead to total destruction without even a chance for reincarnation.

If we hadn’t just happened to pass by, you might already be dead. Aren’t you scared at all?"

Shen Xiaoyu was slightly taken aback, lifted her hair, and showed Huang Wu two fierce-looking scars on her head from some time ago.

Though she was young, she seemed to have brushed with death more than once.

Under Huang Wu’s astonished gaze, her face broke into a big smile, as bright as the noon sun, dazzlingly brilliant:

"I won’t show you the other wounds on my chest.

Some are from harpoons, some from dog bites, and once I was nearly impaled by a flagfish that jumped onto the boat.

But I’ve gotten used to such things.

I believe that what I ought to do should not be done with hesitation."

For a moment,

Huang Wu felt that the person in front of her was no longer a frail girl, but a brilliantly shining gem.

A once inconspicuous ore, now repeatedly polished by life’s hardships, became increasingly brilliant.

She mused,

"The hardships you’ve endured from a young age seem to be your most precious asset..."

Shen Xiaoyu playfully stuck out her tongue, her youthful charm apparent, but her words greatly surprised Huang Wu.

"Sister, I don’t want to suffer either, it’s just... unavoidable!"

Never believe that suffering is praiseworthy; suffering is just suffering, it does not lead to success and is not worth pursuing.

Endurance of will is a byproduct of inescapable hardships.

Even the hardships one believes are refining in some aspects are actually meaningless.

Waking up at four in the morning to chop wood, feed pigs, work the fields, and eat chaff and vegetables—Is it hard? Of course, it’s hard.

But what does it contribute to a person’s growth?

Once you change environments, all that suffering becomes worthless.

If someone tells you to embrace suffering, saying young people should endure hardship, immediately give them a big slap; that person definitely has no good intentions!

Of course, suffering itself is not an asset, but reflection on suffering is.

Like... how to avoid suffering in the future!

"Giggle, you’re right! They throw mud at me, and I slap them right back! What’s the point of planting lousy lotuses anyway.

Born with ’Heavenly Yi’s Noble’?

From now on, I’m your master’s wife, and I’ve got your back. I won’t let you suffer anymore."

Huang Wu was slightly taken aback, then broke into a laugh like silver bells, snapping her fingers.

"Wang Xiaoyuan!"

Since sister declared that she would take her on, the silent Wang Yuan standing behind her naturally had no objections.

The only regret was that the third disciple was a girl, which might make her feel a bit more guilty when exploiting her compared to Zhu Bo’an and Gao Jisheng in the future.

Opening the "Small Book of Life and Death", a heart seal flashed through.

A skill that Shen Xiaoyu, even in her dreams, could not have wished for, "Earth Department Taoism - Red Spider Lily Blooming Skill", had settled into her heart!