"Nine Heavens cast down the Undying Tree, from the tomb the Immortal's bones were fetched;
Taoist Venerable tut-tutted as they drank blood plasma, Old Buddha relished in the chew of meat;
Beasts and livestock rang the Dharma Drum, city foxes and hole-dwelling rats boiled in the pot;
In the Immortality Wine, the resentful spirits were fishy, at the Killing Banquet, the Dao Fruit was bitter!”
In this world where Daoist Skill manifested, countless Sect Cultivators, Side Door Magicians, princes and scholars, officials of high rank and nobles all coveted immortality!
Owl God Tomb, stealing heavenly secrets, Pearl Gathering Skill, Holy Infant Pill, bone effigies, Yin God Shrine, human-transformed monsters, Undying Elixir, Red Line Poison, Blood Immortal insects, Mermaid Meat, gold-threaded robes, Five Poisons Primordial Spirit, Seven Star Life Extension...
They killed and harmed life only to steal the "Killing Dao Fruit" borne upon that Undying Tree!
Until... a sly "Fishing Man" came to this world.
Wang Yuan, born with the Small Book of Life and Death, had but a simple and unadorned dream:
Amid bustling strings and smoky vistas, on a night bathed in moonlight, in peace and quiet did I lean on the rail, savoring the wind, toasting to the stars.
With his "Bride in bridal clothes," watching the sunrise at Taishan in the morning, admiring Qionghua in Luoyang at noon, and drinking under the aurora by the North Sea in the evening.
"But you all smell so incredibly fragrant!
No more, none shall escape, for today I shall crowdfund Cultivating Immortality! Please... my treasure, turn around!”
The blood-red veil of the Bride abruptly fluttered to the ground.

The crowd, caught off guard and having experienced a drastic change, stood together at a street corner with a sign for "Duke Wu Temple."


They stared in dumbfounded silence for a while before gradually regaining their senses.


This place is the fourth heaven above the Heavenly Gate, 'Mystical Womb Nurturing Heaven', and we... ascended directly from the nineteenth level of Hell?!"


One person chewed on the information that had just spontaneously appeared in their mind, muttering incessantly, their eyes growing brighter.


This Heavenly Realm, connected to the collective dream of humanity through the dream conjured by the Hundred-Eyed Spirit Official,


Occasionally, people in the Mortal World would have their divine souls leave their bodies in dreams, being randomly guided by the power of the Hundred-Eyed Spirit Official into a dream within Yellow Millet Village.


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