Killing Dao Fruit
Chapter 716 - 595: Never Fall into Ruin, Mysterious Vault God! - Part 2

Chapter 716: Chapter 595: Never Fall into Ruin, Mysterious Vault God! - Part 2

Even after being demoted from Military Leader to Dao General by "Qin Law," he was still remarkably powerful.

"Namo Guardian Corpse Buddha, I shall now deliver you all from suffering and elevate you to bliss!"

Monk Zhitong’s body suddenly shot out like crossbow bolts made of bone spurs, instantly piercing through the bodies of a dozen people.

He targeted only those with tender skin and succulent flesh, their beauty mouthwatering, rapidly sucking them dry till only a withered human skin remained.

Zhiyuan’s corpulent flesh surged out like waves, indiscriminate of gender, enveloping them all within his meat body.

Under the skin membrane, continuous wriggling could be felt.

Those compressed by the fat had only a walnut-sized head remaining, displaying a look of satisfaction.

"Indeed, the Buddha was right, if you ignore the face, the taste of men and women is actually the same."

What they called a century without tasting meat turned out to be this understanding.

It was truly merciless.

"Hahaha, Junior Brother, today I truly understand the joys of the Yang World. We, who rigorously practice Lesser Mahayana, should first liberate ourselves and then others, and indeed need such fine flesh for sustenance.

This is a charitable act of a fasting monk, and you all, the donors, will surely receive great merit after the Female Bodhisattva’s death!"

Although their levels were suppressed, with so much Blood Meal gained, their Taoist ability naturally increased.

Lesser Mahayana emphasizes liberating oneself first, then others.

Thus, one must first receive donations from all beings—money, flesh, souls... Once I am well-fed and have liberated myself, then I will come to liberate you.

This lineage of Ghost Monks established a Buddha Country in the Yin Department, acquired lands, and levied numerous types of Buddha taxes and Meat Tax, extensively extracting resources from beings for their own bodies.

They even beautified it as: Fasting Monk is great merit!

However, these Ghost Monks enslaving Ghost People and feasting on flesh and blood saw their Taoist ability grow rapidly.

Yet not once was seen a high monk pluck a hair for the benefit of sentient beings.

These two monks reveled in the Blood Meal filling their bellies.

They completely failed to notice a Qin Official clad in black, wrapped in golden light, flying swiftly from a distance to the brothel’s entrance.

Seeing the tragic scene inside, he immediately erupted in rage, holding a small copper seal, and loudly declared:

"You have committed the grave sin of murder, please, [Qin Law Twelve Punishments], bisect and abandon to the market!"

[Qin Law Twelve Punishments]:

Slow Cutting, Chariot Splitting, Bisection, Feet Cutting (cutting off the punished one’s left foot, right foot), Branding Face, Nose Cutting...

All Five Punishments (beheading, Feet Cutting, hand cutting, eye gouging, ear cutting combined, known as "dismantling into eight pieces"), Hanging, Boiling, Castration, Pit Killing, Poisoning.

Crack!

Somewhat resembling the outside world’s [Scholar Ascending Dragon Technique], the floating "Qin Law" gold letters briefly flashed, and a golden giant blade materialized.

It swung horizontally towards Monk Zhitong blocking the doorway.

[Scholar Ascending Dragon Technique] is a method where scholars use a speck of Heart Light from within, consuming Dragon Energy to create, akin to cooking on the spot.

However, the laws used by this Qin Official were already processed products, ready to use immediately.

The requirement for the user was far less stringent than [Scholar Ascending Dragon Technique].

Monk Zhitong thought that in this tomb, he only needed to be wary of outsiders to avoid becoming someone else’s merit, but he had never anticipated that the natives of Small Thousand World could also be so ferocious.

Barely managing to scream out in agony, he was brutally sliced into two pieces.

[Meat Vajra] Zhiyuan, who was responsible for guarding the backdoor, saw that the situation was dire, let out a strange yell, and with a meat tendril, scooped up his Senior Brother’s upper body and sped off.

He left the Qin Official’s added [Castration], [Chariot Splitting]... far behind.

Like an incredibly bouncy meatball, after just a few hops, he rushed out of the city and landed in a small wooded area.

Cautiously, he placed his barely breathing, eyes tightly shut Senior Brother under a tree, asking with concern:

"Senior Brother! Senior Brother! How are you?"

He slowly brought his ear close to his chest, as if in urgent desperation to precisely assess Zhitong’s condition.

But in a place he could not see.

Monk Zhitong’s eyes, slit open, suddenly sparkled with a cold light, and his body’s bone spurs suddenly exploded like a hedgehog:

"Good Junior Brother, sorry, your Senior Brother needs to borrow your Bone Remains."

It was a strike meant to be decisive.

Unexpectedly, Zhiyuan seemed to have eyes behind his head; he lightly flicked himself away to avoid his Senior Brother’s scheme.

Just as Monk Zhitong’s bone spurs reached their limit and his momentum exhausted.

A great force from his chest area flung him violently to the ground.

It was Zhiyuan who, seizing the opportunity while "caring" for him, had wrapped a meat tendril around his body.

Taking advantage of his Senior Brother’s critical condition, Zhiyuan then dove into his embrace, his corpulent flesh unfolding like an octopus, abruptly enveloping him.

Monk Zhitong only heard a chilling "giggle" next to his ear:

"Senior Brother, since you’re already greatly weakened, rather than letting others benefit, why not let your Junior Brother be the beneficiary.

The first human head is mine!"

Then before him, darkness fell, and he completely lost consciousness.

Zhiyuan, who had voraciously devoured his own Senior Brother, returned to his original form.

And with the successful beheading, he also gained his first title—first-level Public Officer.

A lowest-level small seal emerged on his head.

At the same time, his vision suddenly brightened, witnessing tens of thousands of heavenly light columns across Great Qin, with a buried treasure floating in each beam.

His eyes widened immediately.

"Is this... the treasure amassed by Great Qin from the six states? Is there truly so much?!"

They ventured into the tomb naturally to seek treasures, but the exact nature of those treasures was somewhat unimaginable.

Now, the resplendent treasure light spanning thousands of miles captured his vision.

At this moment, all the outsiders in the Small Thousand World who had killed a person and achieved a title were practically going insane.