Killing Dao Fruit
Chapter 562 - 527: Wine, Lust, Wealth Qi, Puppet on Strings

Chapter 562: Chapter 527: Wine, Lust, Wealth Qi, Puppet on Strings

Having tucked away the Fertility Order, which was comparable to a divine artifact, Wang Yuan was about to completely cross the last layer of thin mist in front of him and enter "Xuan Tai Ping Yu Tian".

A cold, chilling voice suddenly came from his waist:

"Wang Qianshan, now that the battle is over, have you thought about how you want to die?"

Wang Yuan looked down and saw that Great Fate, who appeared incredibly petite compared to his own meters-tall Yama Dharma Body, was still firmly hanging on his belt.

When their eyes met, her extremely beautiful yet cold eyes shot out sharply cold, bone-chilling light.

It seemed that in the next instant, she was about to tear this fellow, who completely disregarded his own "boss", to pieces!

Unfortunately, Wang Yuan was well-prepared.

It was as if Huang Wu had firmly grasped his pulse, and he had likewise grasped Sister Ruan’s weakness early on.

He swiftly pulled out a bottle of Matchmaker, concocted from lotus, white rice wine, sugar pomegranate juice, egg whites, fresh lemon, and cherries, from his "Other Shore Three Realms".

He casually stuffed the bottle into her fiery red lips, adding:

"Not including this one, how about I offer you ten other new cocktail recipes you’ve never tasted?"

The blade-like sharpness in Great Fate’s eyes immediately melted away, transforming into deep, limpid autumn waters.

"Deal... glug glug glug... agreed, glug glug glug..."

Generally, the more someone lacks something, the more they emphasize it.

Those lacking "freedom" repeatedly stress "freedom"; those lacking "culture" emphasize "culture"...

Including Sister Ruan, and all the Corpse Dissection Immortals of the Nine Soldiers, they loved to keep the word "integrity" on their lips.

In reality, these cunning individuals, who might not appear once in billions, had all lived for hundreds to thousands of years.

’Integrity’, a component not only extremely prone to wear and tear, perpetually non-renewable, and very likely to slip away unnoticed, had long been entirely depleted.

Just like Ruan Hongxiao, a seasoned alcoholic, faced no integrity when confronted with fine liquor.

She guzzled down a bottle of Matchmaker, which particularly suited female tastes, and then licked her moist, rosy lips thoughtfully.

Only then did she exhale a sweet breath of alcohol, happily praising:

"Ah, Old Master Wang really knows his stuff, you certainly understand probabilities.

Use, just use!

In appreciation, next time you make use of your elder sister, no, on me, you only need to offer three types of liqueurs.

Everything is negotiable, by the way, do you want customized services?

Let me tell you, the ’luck’ added by touching the head is definitely not the strongest.

Based on the increase in luck, touching the head, face, hand, waist, leg, foot... we could actually come up with a rate chart!"

This elder sister, who had lived for over a thousand years, what storms hadn’t she seen?

To her, how much was face worth? Pragmatism is the King’s Way!

Even if Thousand-Day Drunk were sent to the experimental fields of Dushuo Mountain to enjoy the Ninefold boost of the "Four Symbols Twelve Yuan Chen Daylight Mirrors", it would still take three months before one could drink it.

And then she’d have to share thirty percent with Wang Yuan.

The taste of that broken barrel was picky, naturally, she, the alcoholic, was not to be outdone.

The prolonged wait was utterly excruciating, and getting the recipes in advance also greatly soothed the alcohol worm in her belly.

It was just being touched a little by the deputy for some luck, not losing a piece of flesh, why not enjoy it?

"Haha, well said, well said."

Seeing this woman’s eyes beginning to shift, and the eager light in them, she was perhaps already contemplating the idea of a forced sale.

To avoid a touch-and-go, which could be completely undefended,

Wang Yuan quickly reverted to his normal-sized Body and moved her aside.

He then hurried into the true "Xuan Tai Ping Yu Tian".

Phew—!

The majestic Heavenly Spirit Qi of another kind immediately swept over but did not infringe upon his mana at all, like water off a duck’s back.

Just as the Heavenly Spirit Qi, the Jishi Energy that Wang Yuan needed for his cultivation, came from the celestial Body’s Gastros, "Jishi Star", outside Heavenly Gate.

"Xuan Tai Ping Yu Tian" naturally was also the direct source of the corresponding Heavenly Spirit Qi, and it was of two kinds.

One was "Dream Desire Yellow Millet Qi" and the other was "Nine Stars Mystical Qi".

Moreover, coincidentally,

Wang Yuan just knew the Heavenly Spirit Qi used by the "Six Desires Red Dust Way" to interactively control the Red Dust Qi; it was these two types.

And now suppressing the second layer of Inner Scene Heaven and Earth, "Red Dust Ten Thousand Feet", was the Taoist Inheritance Artifact of the Six Desires Red Dust Way, "Six Desires Red Dust Umbrella"!

Following the rolling Heavenly Spirit Qi came an overwhelming sensory assault that broke through the upper limits of normal human endurance.

When he had previously visited "Xuan Tai Ping Yu Tian" from the South Heavenly Gate, he had seen that it filled with a dream-like colored mist.

The mist contained endless gold and silver mountains, fine silks, exotic delicacies, and breathtakingly beautiful women... embodying all desires and dreams of sentient beings.

Yet, only after actually arriving did he realize that his prior observations were merely one-billionth of the reality.

Mountains and rivers, trees, animals frolicking, and the gentle blowing of the breeze...

It was as if a paint palette had been overturned.

An array of rich, exceedingly intense colors surged simultaneously from all sensory organs: eyes, ears, nose, tongue, skin, and even a cultivator’s Spiritual Sense.

They flooded his brain like a fierce torrent,

making Wang Yuan, the Green Seal Sage who had achieved Spirit and Body Unification and become a Yang God, feel slightly dizzy.