Killing Dao Fruit
Chapter 62 - 60 Life Trading Coin

Chapter 62: Chapter 60 Life Trading Coin

After the Tiger Transformation, the Daoist Skill augmented the Military Skill.

The Tiger Spirit’s superhuman perception and beast instincts, combined with the Daoist Soldier’s strength flowing through every limb and their instantaneous reaction to stimulus,

sharpened Wang Yuan’s sense of danger to an inconceivable level.

Slap!

The two halves of the tiger’s buttocks clapped sharply together, using that force to propel the tail.

A tiger’s tail seemed to have caught fire; the tailbone suddenly heated up. A gunpowder-like explosive force immediately coursed through the spine to the limbs.

Tiger slaps buttocks, tail on fire!

He had seamlessly integrated military tactics with the fierce tiger’s instincts.

In an instant, Wang Yuan’s form blurred as if it was a mere afterimage, as he flashed to the side.

The next moment.

A black-fletched arrow, carrying a fierce whistle, struck where he had just been standing. Its momentum was so heavy it nearly buried three inches into the ground, and the tail of the arrow vibrated and buzzed for a long time.

Dodging the arrow, Wang Yuan immediately turned to look back.

He saw a group of noble offspring on a distant hillside, resplendent on their horses, pointing at him and chattering with their servants.

Far from showing fear of a man-eating tiger, they all seemed quite excited.

"What a massive White Tiger, and its eyes are golden green. Its fur is pure white with a silver glow—an Abnormality indeed rare to witness."

"With such a size, it must have developed its Spirit by now, right?"

"Nonsense! It appeared out of thin air with a gust of yin wind. Surely, this has to be a Tiger Spirit."

"..."

Wang Yuan’s ears swiveled in all directions.

A tiger’s hearing is four times that of a human, its vision six times, and its sense of smell ten thousand times. A Tiger Spirit is also about that much stronger than an ordinary Daoist Soldier.

With these superhuman senses, Wang Yuan easily eavesdropped on their conversation to figure out who these people were.

They were all sons and relatives of various officials and powerful clans within Luoyang City, the nephew of a Magistrate, the young master of a Deputy Magistrate’s family, a relative of a Judge’s family, a foster son of a Commander’s family...

Even though many commoners suffered greatly due to the catastrophic floods this year, these individuals had no worries about food and drink.

They even took advantage of the disaster to annex land aggressively, conceal the number of people, gather servants, and made a fortune for themselves.

So much so, that they could afford to indulge in a hunt on Beimang Mountain early in the morning for pleasure.

And Wang Yuan’s use of the "Five Ghosts Moving Mountains" had carried him a full twenty miles from Wangren Town, crossing several mountain peaks.

He had stumbled right into a hunting ground set up by these aristocratic youths.

It was also Wang Yuan’s fault for giving the command to test the "Five Ghosts Moving Mountains" to its limit. Otherwise, even if traversing through the Yin world, the Yin Road, it would have been easy to scout the landing area in advance.

However.

Wang Yuan immediately disregarded them and focused his attention on a young man in a Python Robe surrounded by the group.

He heard him praising a General in Mystic Armor standing with a bow:

"I’ve heard that ordinary archers can only draw a one-stone bow.

General Wei, however, possesses astonishing strength and can draw a ten-stone Iron Core Bow, shooting an arrow two hundred and thirty paces and still have the power to penetrate iron and stone. Truly fitting the prowess of a Dao General at the third realm."

The officer, whose attire was similar but more refined than Mystic Armor Guard Zheng Yong, and showed no sign of pride on his face:

"The Princely Heir flatters me too much. Although I possess some strength, my skills in archery are only average.

Pull out any Daoist Soldier from the ’Divine Arrow Camp’ or ’Divine Machine Camp’ among the thirty-six camps, and their Shooting Technique would surpass mine."

Wang Yuan heard their conversation clearly and recognized the two immediately.

He had meticulously researched the majority of the Prince Mansion’s files when deciding on a target for the "Medicine Bait" kidnap.

The Yi King Zhou Wenye had three sons.

He compared Luoshui to the Star River, the Prince Mansion to the Central Heaven Ziwei, and the names of his sons were derived from the Three Enclosures, Four Symbols, and Seven Luminaries.

From eldest to youngest, they were: Zhou Jingyuan (yuan), Zhou Jingxiang, and Zhou Jingyao.

The third son, Zhou Jingyao, had already entered the family’s Five Organs Temple; the odd-hobby-loving second son, Zhou Jingxiang, had been conferred the title of Prince Dechang.

Before him was the Yi King’s heir, the Eldest Prince and Princely Heir, Zhou Jingyuan.

The one who had shot at him with an Iron Core Bow was the leader of the thirty-six Daoist Soldiers of the Prince Mansion, a Dao General with the third realm "Spirit Communication Transformation" powers, Wei Anning.

It was precisely because of the presence of this Dao General that everyone acted so fearlessly.

’The Tomb Guardians are digging graves with great vigor on the mountain.

Is the Princely Heir and the Dao General coming to Beimang Mountain to hunt at this critical time merely for pleasure?’

Considering all the previous clues, Wang Yuan couldn’t help but speculate a bit more at this moment.

At that time.

He saw the Princely Heir Zhou Jingyuan pointing at him with his riding crop and commanding:

"It is said that wearing White Tiger Skin wards off all evils and illnesses.

General Wei, please help me capture this White Tiger. I want to skin it and present its hide to Miss Songyue from the Cuiyi Building!

The Oiran is frail and doesn’t allow for much enjoyment."

Normally, a third realm Dao General, even among the thirty-six camps of the Great Yan, would be no small figure, and having reached such a realm in Taoist Military Skill, he would possess a certain pride.

And while the officials of various ranks assigned to local provinces are still beholden to the Court,

asking a third-realm Dao General to act as if to skin an animal for the Prince would be acceptable, representing loyalty and filial piety.

If it was just to please an Oiran, that would have already been considered a humiliation.

Strangely, Wei Anning only slightly frowned before nodding in agreement:

"This subordinate obeys the order!"

Immediately, he drew his bow and placed an arrow.

Thump! Thump! Thump!...

The sound of the bowstring vibrating like shredded silk burst forth incessantly.

This Third Realm Dao General seemed tireless, and without even wearing iron thumb rings, he fired six chained arrows at Wang Yuan in the space of a breath.

"Well done."

Wang Yuan had already realized that with his non-human nature and after donning tiger skin, his physique was likely to have surpassed most of the Second Realm Great Success Daoist Soldiers.

In terms of strength, he might even be able to arm-wrestle some of the weaker Third Realm Dao Generals.

Furthermore, the White Tiger Military Art he had practiced from a young age ensured he could unleash this body’s full potential.

At this moment, encountering a Dao General, he couldn’t help but feel eager to try.

He decided to test the Dao General’s reality slightly.

Accompanied by a tiger roar that shocked the mountains and forests, a foul wind suddenly arose.

Clouds follow the dragon, and the wind follows the tiger.

A gale swept up underfoot, and Wang Yuan transformed into a white blur, speeding through the forest, his tiger tail whipping through the air with a sharp, piercing sound.

Using the dense foliage to leap and dodge, he narrowly escaped all the arrows.

He even managed to elongate the distance and snapped the last arrow, drained of its power, straight out of the air with his tail like a steel whip.

However, before he could catch his breath.

Boom!

The ground trembled violently, and he saw a dark figure already on the ground, shooting towards him like a strong crossbow bolt hugging the earth.

Wang Yuan hurriedly swung his tail, sending countless pebbles, broken branches, and messy coffin planks flying towards the other.

But the opponent seemed like a bouncing bullet, at times shrinking to the size of a civet cat, then expanding back to his original size as he zipped through obstacles at high speed.

Not a single blade of grass was broken along the way.

After ascending to the Third Realm "Spirit Communication Transformation", a Dao General could thoroughly control their body, using their flesh to perform Divine Skills and execute unbelievable actions.

The Thirty-Six Martial Arts Books describe this realm as:

"Capable of being large or small, short or long, soft or hard, flexible or rigid.

The body grows large like a fierce tiger, or contracts small like a civet cat.

One who is flexible is naturally spirited when rigid!"

Not only can a Dao General of such a realm transform into a combat form associated with their own Military Skill,

they can also change size at will, moving through a hole as small as a teacup.

For some demons, reaching this step means they can fully transform and even marry and have children with humans.

At this moment.

Wang Yuan realized that despite all his efforts, he couldn’t even touch a corner of the other’s clothing.

Looking into his eyes, he knew this was someone he couldn’t defeat.

A sudden realization dawned on him; the gap between him and a Third Realm Dao General wasn’t just about physique and strength. He immediately considered retreating.

Without any psychological burden.

Without the need for mantras or spells, as if by instinct, he shook his body and shed a dozen white tiger furs.

They grew upon contact with the wind, transforming instantly into more than a dozen Fake Tigers, each identical in appearance and aura to Wang Yuan’s own body.

As they appeared, some attacked the Dao General, while others scattered and fled.

Wei Anning, who was already halfway to his target, couldn’t help but halt his step.

Wuwuwu...

Meanwhile, Wang Yuan’s true body flashed into the shadows under the trees, where Mr. One-Eyed opened the Yin Road amidst a swift yin breeze.

As he jumped into the Yin Road, Wang Yuan glanced back at the Dao General who had just crushed a Fake Tiger with his fist.

He inhaled sharply, his body suddenly swelling to almost twice its size, like a Giant Spirit, while his entire abdominal cavity bulged, resembling a large drum.

He then bellowed:

"Zha!"

His Qi-Blood roared hot and fierce like the sun heating a furnace, forming a visible blast ring that exploded outwards.

The advanced version of the Killing Move One Drumming, "Heaven and Earth Furnace".

But just before the intense blast reached him, Wang Yuan faintly saw that the Dao General had a copper coin-sized blood-red mark on the root of his tongue, revealed by his wide-open mouth.

It bore four twisted worm-like ancient seal characters—Life Trading Coin.

In the Unrighteous Observation’s view, the coin’s pattern seemed to extend like meridians, spreading to every corner of the Dao General’s body.

"A Deceit Object?!"

Thump!

But as the yin wind was torn apart, Wang Yuan’s figure had already completely vanished without a trace.

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