Killing Dao Fruit
Chapter 488 - 485 Mutual Schemes

Chapter 488: Chapter 485 Mutual Schemes

"Dogs that bite don’t bark."

Compared to the Qingtian Righteous Law Path that acts in great measure without a sound,

The Manxiang Temple and Yellow Heaven Righteous Dao, which flaunt their abilities, are just barbarians with muscles for brains, at best.

How could such a dangerous person ever lie dormant forever?"

By now, Wang Yuan had finally understood why Yellow Dragon Sage had chosen Langqiong County as his target.

First, the timing: usually, those Green Seal Strange Immortals along with the core members of the Tao Lineage would hide in their own Ming Jiu Cave Heaven.

Once the Grotto Heaven is sealed, their combined defenses would be on par with the Hutong Cave Heaven, making a forceful breach practically impossible.

Second, humanity: unlike the other two families who couldn’t even enjoy the New Year peacefully,

The Qingtian Righteous Law Path has no direct serious issues with the Dragon and Tiger Temple; their vigilance and defensive mindset would naturally be the weakest.

Plus, with the diversion Wang Yuan created in the Yin Department, they were most likely to reveal a flaw.

Third, the harm: Wang Yuan and Huang Wu only took a glace to know the great danger posed by Langqiong County; how could Yellow Dragon Sage not see it?

Uprooting this force had become an urgent matter.

And one last point:

Although the Sect had always been confronting the Nine Soldiers, the infighting within the Sect itself was equally fierce, if not more brutal.

Watching the giant beast "Dragon Elephant Tao" on the brink of falling, driven by interests, they would naturally swarm in, initiating a bloody feast.

But once their own internal troubles arose, they would certainly pounce on their former comrades without hesitation.

The worst outcome could be the complete annihilation of a Sect.

Take the Yellow Heaven Righteous Dao, for instance:

When they cried out "Heaven is dead, the Yellow Heaven shall rise," it caused such an uproar that even the Mountain Temple was completely uprooted, and the Daoists of this path nearly vanished from the mortal world.

Their subsequent attempts to rebuild the Tao lineage and Dharma veins, though always targeted, never had to worry about complete extinction,

Because the Heavenly Official was so aloof, there was never a concern that the lineage would utterly disappear.

Later on, a branch that fell onto the highland quietly grew and even founded the deceitful ground nation "Xiangxiong Kingdom," becoming the main stream of today’s Yellow Heaven Righteous Dao.

Yellow Zhao Temple also became the primary temple of this path.

Although their great nemesis was indeed the other two houses, Yellow Dragon Sage still chose to set aside personal grudges and plan from the most rational perspective of a leader of the Righteous Path.

Just eliminating either the Flower Hairpin Lady or the Child Rejuvenation Immortal to disrupt the balance of power within the Sect,

Would render further action by the Nine Soldiers side unnecessary.

The Yellow Heaven Righteous Dao, that has been eying the situation hungrily, and even the recently defected Manxiang Temple, would all be sharpening their teeth for blood, restless with anticipation.

Not only causing infighting, but this move could also buy the southwest at least another three to five years of breathing room.

This is far more ruthless than Yellow Dragon Sage charging into the highland alone or going on a killing spree in the sixteen strong nations.

"Unfortunately, even with a perspective beyond this era,

Before the agricultural and productive explosion, I can’t quite envision an upright way to confront this ’Qingtian Governance.’

Even if Big Cousin, representing the secular forces, could sweep through the southwest and completely secure this land,

I can ensure only that they live with fairness and dignity, like proper human beings.

The quality of life before the age of thirty-five will likely still fall short of the present.

Until my industry 2.0 scales up and the industrial workers, who prop up the entire civilization with their spines, start to take their positions in large numbers, the scene... hiss!"

Boss Wang couldn’t help but shudder at the thought.

Seeing that they had already flown to the southernmost part of Langqiong County, ahead lay Ming Jiu Mountain by the great lake "Kunmi Sea."

They spun around, changed into the local dresses, and touched down together on a lush green patch of grass on the cliff’s edge, sitting down with a plop.

Seeing Wang Yuan’s brows still tightly knitted, Huang Wu knelt on the ground, cradled his head onto her soft, warm thighs, and gently massaged his temples.

With her cool little hands, she tried to smooth out the furrowed brows.

"Sister, I’m fine."

Looking up, even though his view was obstructed by the mountains and he couldn’t see her concerned expression,

He still felt a warmth rise from the bottom of his heart.

Although they were waiting for Huang Wu to join him before he could promptly initiate the Promotion Ceremony prepared with One Drumming Spirit,

Wang Yuan never felt that his beloved sister was a burden, but rather a warm haven where he could rest and recuperate.

Each stop was for a better departure next time.

Even his subordinates, the Yin Officials, would never be as unfaltering as she was, standing by his side regardless of stance or right and wrong.

Even if one day he decided to side with the "Killing Tree," she wouldn’t utter a single word of objection, but would immediately follow him.

Of course,

Leaning in his sister’s embrace, Wang Yuan couldn’t help but reminisce about the days when he was three or four years old, firmly pinned down on her lap... being playfully flicked on the forehead.

This... is probably what life is about.

Every matter has two sides, and most likely it’s impossible to have the best of both worlds.

"Everybody likes to both uphold and overrule."

But now, the world is in its darkest and most difficult moment, and there is no second world for the Corpse Dissection Immortal to plunder for primitive accumulation.

What lies in Wang Yuan’s hand is the most likely trump card to defeat the "Killing Tree."

It is to decisively spark the Daoist Skill Industrial Revolution, to realize a material explosion, allowing the entire human society to achieve Dragon Energy ascension.

And then wipe them out!

Worst case scenario, let Sewing Machine Hell take on more burdens for the descendants of the Mortal World, after all, 007 won’t die a "human" death.

...

At the same time, within Ming Jiu Cave Heaven.

The two Green Seal Strange Immortals remained unaware that someone had their eyes on them.

In this Grotto Heaven with drifting azure clouds, the most central place was neither the Grandmaster Hall nor the temple that enshrined the Green Sheep Taoist.

It was a vast study.

Rustle, rustle, rustle...

In the elegant pavilion infused with the fragrance of ink, a beautiful woman of indeterminate age was engrossed in an aged, yellowed tome.

She wore a pale purple pleated skirt with colorful embroidery, fastened at her slender waist with a deep blue brocade waistband.

Her black hair was braided into playful little plaits, adorned with a single silver peach blossom hairpin, and a silver circle hung around her neck with silver bracelets on her wrists.

Delicate blue-and-white embroidered shoes graced her feet, revealing only a glimpse of her snow-white insteps beneath her skirt.

At first glance, she might seem like a young girl of eighteen, yet a closer look reveals a mature allure, ripe with charm.

One would never suspect that she was in fact an old sister who had reached the ripe age of seven hundred years and lived through several dynasties.

The long passage of years had not left her a hollow shell devoured by the Heavenly Official above; instead, it had bestowed upon her a rich scholarly aura, brewed with time.

Her cunning and skills are thus plain to see.

This was none other than the Flower Hairpin Lady, one of the dioscuri Green Seal Strange Immortals of the Qingtian Righteous Law Path and the chief designer of "Qingtian Governance."

At another desk in front of her sat a graceful young man dressed in red, the other Green Seal Strange Immortal, the Child Rejuvenation Immortal.

Unlike the Flower Hairpin Lady, his rise occurred during the anarchic upheaval of the last dynasty change.

Although he always esteemed the Flower Hairpin Lady above all, accompanying her to read books was indeed a torturous chore.

"Enough with that gloomy face.

I’ve told you countless times, intelligence is more important for longevity than strength.

Well, since you’re clearly not cut out for the scholarly life, go check on the Insect Cellar and the major cities. Make sure that the offerings for the Venerable God are ready. If He’s dissatisfied with this year’s offerings and lashes out at us,

I’ll push you forward to take the blame."

The Child Rejuvenation Immortal, who was on the complete opposite end of the spectrum from the Flower Hairpin Lady, instantly let out a cheer and darted away

This path focused on the Heavenly Department Dao Skill, "Green Bag Five Insect Scripture," which to the Sects seemed no different from the Earth Department Taoism.

Nobody dared to truly break through to the Purple Seal level.

Their entire mana was dependent on a single lifebound poison.

However, according to the Poison Scripture, "The method of crafting poison requires placing a hundred insects in a vessel, letting them devour each other; the survivor is the poison."

"Poison" is one of the most fiercely competitive creatures in the world. The Dao skill of Qingtian Righteous Law is also passed down in the same vein: if you can’t roll with others, you die!

But once they let go and devour each other, they would soon lose their nature and be devoured entirely by the high and mighty Green God.

Among the three Venerable Gods worshipped by Qingtian Righteous Law Path,

The Cang God represents Heaven’s "boundlessness," Yellow God represents "One Hand Covering the Sky, Heartless," and Green God represents "Survival of the Fittest, Nature’s Selection."

To avoid being eaten by the Green God, who sits atop the Poison Path food chain and has a voracious appetite,

The shrewd Flower Hairpin Lady had truly exhausted all means.

Watching the departing figure of the Child Rejuvenation Immortal, her eyes suddenly turned blood-red, and a strand of glistening saliva dripped from her mouth corner.

"Soon, soon, just a little longer."

In the tranquil periods that last a few hundred years, Mages bold enough to make waves are rare.

But in times of chaos, by overturning the all-encompassing Dragon Qi Prohibition, high-level Cultivators are bound to erupt en masse.

Martial Saints and Sages are the standard companions of Major Forces.

"At this year’s ’New Year’s Eve dinner,’ among the sixteen Poison Gods in my dream, there should be at least one ascending to Green Seal Level.

Store up grain, build high walls, and bide your time to become king! Dragon and Tiger Temple, Manxiang Temple, Yellow Heaven Righteous Dao, once you’re all worn out from killing, then it will be my turn to calmly step in and clean up the mess.

If the native Heavenly Dao grants Immortality through Merit, then I shall see if, after consuming two Green Seal Level Immortal Fruits of the same path, I can overthrow Human Dao in one fell swoop and make even the Killing Tree bestow upon me an Immortal Fruit equal to that of a Heavenly Official!

It’s high time those brainless Heavenly Officials stepped down!"

At this moment, the coldness and bloodthirstiness in the Flower Hairpin Lady’s eyes were, in essence, no different from that of other Strange Immortals.