Killing Dao Fruit
Chapter 61 - 59: Fierce White Tiger!

Chapter 61: Chapter 59: Fierce White Tiger!

The chamber was dark and quiet.

The atmosphere was eerie.

A yellow clay Dharma Altar had been prepared early, illuminated at its four corners by white candles that brightened the "White Tiger Seated Hall Painting" hanging on the western wall.

Overhead, yellow curtains inscribed with blood-red characters fluttered without wind, as if numerous invisible beings were hiding within and ceaselessly peering out.

Wang Yuan ignored these strange sights and noted that the time had reached the hour of the Tiger.

Using scissors, he cut a tuft of Tiger Fur from the forehead of White Mountain Lord, who had been asleep from beginning to end.

He then took a piece of yellow paper that had covered the face of a person who died at noon and cut out a palm-sized paper tiger from it.

With a mixture of Tiger Blood from White Mountain Lord and his own blood, he glued the black and white Tiger Fur onto the back of the paper tiger, maintaining the striped pattern.

He placed the paper tiger on the Dharma Altar.

Wang Yuan deeply bowed to the "White Tiger Seated Hall Painting," stepped on the characters "Tiger" and "Horse," formed the Divine Tiger Seal with his hands, drew a breath of eastern air, and recited the Tiger Transformation Spell seven times:

"To shed old flesh for new, to turn disaster into auspice, to follow my will, to adhere at my side, fierce when released, hidden when retracted, swift as the decree!"

With each incantation, he burned a Tiger Transformation Talisman.

He finished the incantation.

Using Peach Wood grown on the sunny south side of the mountain, he created fire by friction, which is fire from wood, and burned the paper tiger to dissolve into a bowl of Rootless Water.

He drew a dagger that had seen blood and killed living beings from his body, and with the fastest movements, he fully peeled off the Tiger Skin from White Mountain Lord’s lifeless body.

He removed the clothes from his body, wrapped the still-bloody Tiger Skin around himself, and drank the blackened Talismanic Water in one gulp.

Instantly, there was a reaction both inside and out.

The Tiger Skin seemed to come back to life, violently swallowing Wang Yuan into its abdomen.

Wang Yuan rolled on the ground.

Aw—!!!

A tremendous Tiger Roar echoed, making the entire quiet room creak audibly.

When he stood up again, he had transformed into a massive white-furred tiger.

This beast was nearly ten meters long, its fur a mix of yellow and white adorned with black stripes, and a majestic character "King" was embedded on its huge tiger head.

However, at this moment, the successful Tiger transformation of Wang Yuan was motionless.

Because the greatest challenge of cultivating the Transformation into Tiger Technique had just arrived.

In his tiger eyes, one was purplish blue while the other was gold, as if controlled by two independent minds, they glared at each other.

It was the not yet fully deceased White Mountain Lord, finally seizing this last moment to confront Wang Yuan—the man who had murdered, consumed, and skinned him—in revenge.

Starting from his feet, a bone-chilling coldness as if from the waters of the Netherworld slowly rose upward, reaching his elbows, shoulders, and finally invading his skull.

Throughout this process, Wang Yuan felt as if he was possessed by a ghost, unable to move at all.

Suddenly.

A mournful gale arose within Wang Yuan’s skull, and a dense fog engulfed his vision, from which a blood-soaked fierce tiger crazily charged towards him.

"Roar—! Eat! Eat! Eat!"

If White Mountain Lord could devour Wang Yuan’s Soul, it would mean finding a Scapegoat, allowing him to be reborn by borrowing another body.

But at this moment, the Tiger Spirit retained only a Residual Soul filled with malice and beastiality, completely devoid of reason except for hatred.

Even if it regained control of this body, it was most likely to immediately become a Fallen Demon, transforming into a bloodthirsty Monster.

In the standard practices of cultivating the Transformation into Tiger Technique, one would normally invoke the authority of the western White Tiger to suppress the malice and beastiality within the Tiger Skin.

Wang Yuan, however, had long since used the organs that should have been offered to the White Tiger to fill his own Five Organs Temple, turning them into sustenance for his ascension to Daoist Soldier, hence he could only rely on himself.

"Bluffing."

Wang Yuan was nonetheless undaunted.

To eradicate the Residual Soul of White Mountain Lord within the Tiger Skin was similar to the breakthrough as a Non-Human.

Brute suppression was all it took!

Wang Yuan’s body remained unmoved and unshaken, his momentum solid as a mountain, his body’s essence, energy, and spirit converged sharply as the White Tiger Holding Position exploded.

A Tiger Spirit even purer than White Mountain Lord’s Residual Soul charged forward in the whirlwind, smashing the tiger-shadow into pieces which burst into wisps of white mist.

Wang Yuan opened his mouth and inhaled, drawing it in and mixing it with the bowl of Talismanic Water, creating a warm current that flowed straight into his Dantian, and settled there with the Gathering Beasts Magic Skill.

Subsequently.

The mismatched colors in his tiger eyes vanished, merging into a solid gold-green, radiating divine light, terrifying to behold.

This was not yet over.

The Destiny formed by the White Tiger Holding Position and the physical power of the White Tiger Military Art fused within that body, initiating a reverse contamination and transformation on the Tiger Skin.

As his size contracted and expanded, the originally yellow, white, and black Tiger Fur gradually transformed; the white fur shone like moonlight with the gleam of silver, and the stripes were pitch-black as if from the Netherworld.

It was as if a true White Tiger had descended!

Taking steps with his four limbs, Wang Yuan discovered he was very adept at controlling this tiger body, manipulating it effortlessly without the adaptation period mentioned in the Taoist Book.

"This must be the boon of diligently practicing the White Tiger Military Art every day for ten years.

This Taoist Military Skill, fundamentally modeled after the White Tiger, even allows one to transform, either partially or wholly, into a fierce tiger in the third realm of Spirit Communication Transformation.

Each movement and posture of White Tiger Military Art encapsulates the essence of a tiger, having unknowingly mastered the everyday actions of a tiger.

"Moreover, having used the flesh and blood of the White Mountain Lord to successfully transform into a Non-Human, my essence was already a perfect match with this Tiger Skin. Naturally, everything was as I wished, comparable to an innate endowment."

Wang Yuan could only sigh again that in this world, cannibalism of the same lineage was indeed the way to profound cultivation.

He had eaten the White Mountain Lord over twelve days, donned its skin, and incidentally seized everything it possessed.

Such events, he feared, were continuously unfolding in every corner of this Divine Deceit World.

Then, he stomped his foot.

"Come out!"

Suddenly, a cold wind arose in the quiet room.

Five tiny ghosts with green skins appeared riding the wind, spinning around.

They were short with green skin, yet each had a big belly.

One had only one eye, another just one ear, one just one nose, one just a mouth, and one just an eyebrow.

It was none other than "Mr. One-Eyed," whom Wang Yuan had once deceived thoroughly.

They seemed completely unaware that beneath the greatly altered Tiger Skin, a different person was now present.

Upon seeing the imposing White Tiger, they immediately bowed in homage:

"Your servants greet the Mountain Lord!"

Then, the Five Ghosts used their incomplete senses to form a sycophantic expression, and with a voice as harsh as a broken gong, they eagerly said:

"We have missed you greatly these many days."

"The thought of not being able to share the Mountain Lord’s worries keeps your lowly servant awake at night."

"Recently, your servant has not been at your side, and you must be hungry, right?

Please give the order, and we, as Ministers of Food, will find a grand feast for the Mountain Lord."

"The Military Households practicing the White Tiger Military Art at the mountain base should provide the rations for the Mountain Lord."

"..."

Wang Yuan was not surprised by the performance of these Five Ghosts.

From the moment they turned into Chang Ghosts, they had completely lost their humanity, devotedly loyal to the tiger that consumed them, exhaustively seeking people to feed their master.

This was because, under the control of the Spirit Communication Soul Capturing, their minds were completely warped.

Even if he now revealed his human self, or changed the ferocious tiger to a dog, their loyalty would not waver in the slightest.

But finding people to eat?

Do you wish me to die that quickly?

He opened the Small Book of Life and Death and looked inside.

Like the two Deceit Objects in his possession, these five little ghosts’ names had also entered the Small Book of Life and Death after coming under his control.

Name: Mr. One-Eyed.

Biography: Five brothers from the same mother atop Xiao Mountain, originally hunters in the mountains, were successively devoured by the Tiger Spirit White Mountain Lord and turned into Chang Ghosts.

By chance belonging to metal, wood, water, fire, earth respectively, they awakened the Innate Divine Ability: Five Ghosts Move Mountains.

They can open Yin Roads, pass through walls, move anything associated with the five elements, and conjure someone else’s heart and liver out of thin air.

This Innate Divine Ability is most suited to their nature, as if it was tailor-made for them, with the most relaxed Preceptial Taboos.

Taboo (sole): Prosper or decline together; without any of the Five Ghosts, the divine abilities will immediately fail or backfire.

Wang Yuan took a special look at the one with the single eyebrow, which appeared to be the entirety of this ghost’s value.

Upon reading this biography, Wang Yuan pondered briefly then gave an order:

"Mr. One-Eyed, your primary duty hereafter will be to arrange my travels. I hereby appoint you as Horses’ Fortune..."

He was just about to confer that prestigious title, then suddenly paused:

"You cannot hold up that title, nor can I play the role of the Lord of Horses’ Fortune.

Since the title of Minister of Food comes from one of the twelve bureaus of the Imperial Palace, namely the Food Bureau, let’s take the Imperial Stables from among the twelve bureaus and confer on you the title of Minister of Imperial Horse."

"Your servants obey!"

Though not understanding the reason, the Five Ghosts, who knew not what disobedience was, immediately fell to the ground in jubilation.

Wang Yuan estimated the time, and it should already be daylight outside.

He then addressed the newly appointed Minister of Imperial Horse:

"Embark! Show me what you can do; the farther we go, the better."

Wooo wooo wooo...

Instantly, a howling wind arose under Wang Yuan’s feet, and without needing the embarrassingly ostentatious sedan chair anymore, the Five Ghosts, linking arms, swiftly sprinted and opened the Yin Road.

Wang Yuan leapt through the air, directly passing through the Yin Road and leaping out of "Wangren Town."

However.

The next moment.

Whoosh!

Just as his feet touched the ground, a piercing sound of something slicing through the air reached his ears, making the hairs on his back stand on end.

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