Killing Dao Fruit
Chapter 581 - 536

Chapter 581: 536

Including the Weaving Fairies and Wenqu Sun Killer, they all subconsciously stopped their tasks and turned to look toward a corner of the lakeshore.

Suddenly, as if from nowhere, a huge contraption appeared, made up of many iron pipes connected together.

Everyone’s pupils couldn’t help but shrink in unison, as they lost their voice in a scream:

"What kind of monster is this?!"

A monster?

In the eyes of mortals, those structures of wood and iron, their mouths exhaling white steam and constantly emitting loud roars, indeed qualified as monsters.

The "mouth" of this monster devoured the colorful clouds that flocked to it, and from its "rear" it output strips of colorful cloud brocade.

There was no need for someone to control the spinning wheel with great care, no need for another to press the pedals with their feet, manually controlling the shuttle...

From beginning to end, there was only a handsome, young monk with soot still on his face, buzzing around the machines like a busy bee.

What he was doing, though, no one could understand.

Unlike those mortals who were dumbstruck, the gaze of the Weaving Fairies and Wenqu Sun Killer was frozen on those two kinds of machines that were both familiar and alien.

It was only with great effort that they managed to squeeze a voice from their throat, trembling slightly:

"Are these spinning wheels and looms? How could such terrifying creations exist in this world?!"

Just now, both their families were focused solely on each other and paid no mind to what others were doing.

Only now did they realize in shock that on "Golden Cicada’s" steam-powered spinning machine, there were as many as eighty spindles installed.

Sixteen times more than theirs!

The steam-powered modernized automatic loom had its weaving efficiency increased fortyfold compared to the original "pedal loom"!

What was even more merciless,

Wang Yuan had equipped the same spinning machines, eight in total, and there were two looms ready for use.

Under this four-to-one machine ratio, the yarn spun by the spinning machines was sufficient to keep the looms running non-stop!

Leaving those handcraft workshops tossed so far behind that not even a shadow could be seen.

Furthermore, tending to ten machines at once was the basic ability of shift leaders in Sewing Machine Hell.

If even this could not be achieved, not a single red flower would be awarded.

Especially as colorful clouds continuously flew in automatically, the only task Wang Yuan was responsible for was manually transferring the spun yarn onto the looms.

Industrialized mass production from big machines revealed its ferocious fangs for the first time in the region of the thirty-three heavens best known for weaving.

It was also mechanical mass textile production’s first direct confrontation with the small-farm economic structure.

If the latter was considered a pinnacle battle between two unparalleled swordsmen, the former was the merciless "explode for me" without regard for martial virtue!

The final result was naturally a crushing blow.

"Terrible! It’s just too terrible!"

"Such power is even more terrifying than a well-disciplined army of Daoist Soldiers!"

When the machinery began to roar, that extremely precise industrial beauty felt utterly terrifying to these naturally chaotic Deceit Gods and Evil Gods.

Both their hearts and the Killing Dao Fruits within their bodies began to tremble nonstop.

This was the ultimate opposition between the "order" of the Mortal World and the "disorder" of Heavenly Official!

And another form of the Human Dao Torrent!

The momentum of the Human Dao is vast and mighty—those who follow it will prosper; those who oppose it will perish.

Even Deceit Gods who can twist their respective domains are but struggling ants at death’s door in its presence.

Rustling...

Especially for the Weaving Fairies whose essence is "Textile", they seemed to hear rushing water by their ears in their trance, as if about to completely engulf them.

With minds blank, they still tried to turn the tide with their skilled craftsmanship.

But the faster the movement, the more chaotic the task at hand became.

Crack—!

The Red-Clothed Immortal accidentally snapped all the silk threads in her hands.

A mouthful of fresh blood also gushed out fiercely.

There was no need to wait until the end of the game time of two hours; even a fool could see that the overall situation was already decided!

On the Huntian Instrument, the jugs representing day and night were tilting at a frightening speed.

An icy killing intent instantly enveloped everyone but Wang Yuan.

What frightened the Weaving Fairies even more to death was,

Their Divine Position as Weaving Fairy, crucial for shaping the Key of the Gate, seemed to be more of a flirt than the seven of them; it was already fluttering as if eager to leave and throw itself into... into Old Wang’s embrace!

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