Chapter 897 - 474: Who Says the West State Boss Has No Information? (2)

Chapter 897: Chapter 474: Who Says the West State Boss Has No Information? (2)

The Immortal sat in the pitch-black palace, seated on a cold bronze chair. His hair and beard were coarse and hard, his build rugged and muscular, stretching the red robe taut.

He chuckled, full of mockery.

"Ah, a bunch of fools."

Behind him, a disciple stood by.

"Master, I heard that the Dark World once used a secret technique from Meat Bottle Mountain to wash the intestines of students at West State University.

"Then they used a sewage truck to retrieve the stuff inside the feces.

"Our game plan is quite similar to that time with the Dark World!

"Shouldn’t we be more careful..."

Before he finished speaking, Tie Pi Immortal saw outside, seeing Chairman Chen Shu giving orders to Committee Member Gu Lin.

"Arrange for surveillance around the village’s public toilets, like school public toilets, factory public toilets.

"Also, check on the villagers’ private pit toilets.

"Look into the units responsible for sewage extraction in the area!"

Simply feeding the villagers bone ash was meaningless.

Chairman Chen Shu suspected that the bone ash was going to take something from the villagers’ stomachs?

...

In the dream, inside the Iron Brush Palace.

Tie Pi Immortal and his disciple behind him were taken aback for a moment.

The disciple was a bit flustered.

However, Tie Pi Immortal burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha!

"That old guy is quite sharp.

"Basically, he guessed it right!

"But... no need to be afraid, it’s no big deal."

The disciple behind him still felt uneasy and anxious.

"Master, this... uh... this is in West State. I always feel that... the West State Boss, could he have already noticed this matter?"

Tie Pi Immortal sneered.

"Not worth worrying about.

"That guy is an Alchemist.

"We’ve studied, and found out his knowledge of other paths is very lacking!

"He barely knows the secret histories of the Immortal Dynasty!

"This time, it’s fine if he doesn’t get involved. Even if he does, he’d just be made a fool of."

...

Whew...

A strong wind swept in, dark clouds covered the sky.

In the Bronze Hall.

A Time Furnace was there, surrounded by a wooden cage flickering with lightning, with an Iron Wood Pumpkin floating inside.

On the nearby laptop, a magnetic field simulation was still running.

Bai Mo was igniting a Pill Fire with one hand, while grasping a few seeds with the other, preparing to transfer them to the wooden cage.

"Yingyingying!"

White Earrings followed behind the master, one claw holding a medicinal decoction, the other holding a few plant roots, ready to assist the master at any time.

"Purple Lingluo Root, give me one."

Upon hearing the master’s voice, White Earrings immediately offered the fox claw forward, putting the root of the Purple Lingluo into the master’s hand.

These days, the master had been adjusting the Time Furnace, always trying to adjust for a greater rotational speed.

The master, with one hand of Pill Fire and fragments in another hand, buried several seeds into the Time Furnace, stitched in a root strip.

Then stood up and left.

"Alright, leave it this way, let it naturally grow and heal."

Bai Mo shook off the plant branches and leaves from his hands, rolled down his sleeves, and then glanced at the computer screen on the ground, seeing the newly-run magnetic field simulation results.

"Hmm, just as I thought."

With this done, he reminisced about the real world, recalling the incident of feeding bone ash to the villagers.

"What kind of people is pulling off this act?"

He smacked his lips.

"Let’s go, White Earrings, let’s take a trip to the server room!"

...

In the server room, pieces of Black Ghost Eyes wriggled gently in their pits, absorbing the Hundred Flowers Juice, providing computing power for the entire Fox Mountain’s production!

"Yingyingying!"

The operations engineer, Braised Pork Bun, pushed a tool cart, wandering around the great hall.

"Oops oops oops!"

Another operations engineer, Black Sugar Bun, was carrying a bucket of walnut oil, pouring it on a piece of Ghost Eye.

The surface of this piece of Ghost Eye was covered in densely wrinkled white membrane like the cerebral cortex... The master said this piece was the hard disk of the Fox Mountain server room, storing a large amount of data.

Every day, this piece had to be given a bucket of walnut oil, helping it replenish, lest its performance weaken, lest it becomes forgetful.

Suddenly, its body lightened, the entire Ghost Eye was embraced, falling into a familiar embrace.

"Black Sugar Bun, well done!"

It was the master!

Black Sugar Bun grinned foolishly, nuzzling his head against the master’s chest.

"Ow, ow, ow!"

It was Braised Pork Bun, upon hearing the master’s voice, hurriedly rushing over, with a ’whoosh’, jumping into the master’s embrace.

Bai Mo smiled, patting the heads of the two disciples.

Behind him, White Earrings spread an open folding chair for the master, and once the master sat down, he also jumped into the master’s arms, squeezing in with the two senior brothers.

Bai Mo hugged the three disciples, smiling broadly, looking towards that piece of Ghost Eye storing a massive amount of information.

"Those bone ashes, they might relate to other paths.

"Our Fox Mountain’s foundation isn’t that deep, without much hodgepodge of documents left behind.

"Compared to other Ancient Immortals, we’re at quite a disadvantage."

Any Ancient Immortal would have a lifespan of 800 to 1000 years!

Those old fellows roamed the martial world for hundreds or thousands of years, mingled within the Immortal Dynasty with extremely rich experiences. Each could be said to be a living library.

Marquis Qing Yue served as the Celestial Immortal for a thousand years, presumably her martial experiences and various insights were also abundant!

However, she didn’t leave these treasures behind.

At least.... until now, Quanquan Hu they have not dug it out.

Fortunately, Bai Mo has also amassed some knowledge.

"Previously, the documents collected from the Heluo Treasure Vault were scanned by Ghost Eye and recorded inside here.

"Today, let’s see if we can find something useful?"

Bai Mo attempted to send a command to the Ghost Eye.

"Search, keyword, bone ashes!"

This piece of Ghost Eye gurgled, squirming, beginning to absorb the Hundred Flowers Juice in the pits, absorbing the freshly poured walnut oil, even as the bioelectric current surged, sparking with blue elektrostatic sparks, frantically starting its search!

Bai Mo cradled his three disciples, reclining on the chair with his eyes closed, receiving information.

He could understand only Alchemy documents.

The search results were the things left behind by one Alchemy Immortal after another who died in the Great Treasure Vault!

These documents have no basic content, they’re the bottom-of-the-box tricks of the Immortals.

[... Mixing Kui Ox bone ash into the Golden Spear Powder for nine days and nights, can indeed make the spear emit golden light...]

[... This medicine is crude, yet it is crazily popular among Princes of Holy Lands. After all, they bear immense reproductive pressure, needing to have many, many children, until a pure-blooded descendant of full ten percent bloodline emerges...]

Bai Mo awkwardly smiled.

He didn’t have Kui Ox bone ash, and he didn’t need this Golden Spear Powder.

Continue the search.

[... Bone Ash Explosive Powder...]

[... This old man, traversing the Immortal Dynasty for years, having numerous enemies, often regrets being incapable of thoroughly eliminating their families, unable to root out...]

[... Later, I invented this Bone Ash Explosive Powder, which when applied to the enemy’s corpse, becomes colorless, flavorless, and traceless, and goes undetected by anyone]

[When the enemy’s relatives stealthily collect the body, once this corpse contacts close kin, it will violently explode, reducing these relatives to ashes]

Hmm?

Bai Mo pursed his lips, not knowing how to comment.

He just sighed inwardly.

"In the Ancient Immortal Dynasty, those daring to explore that Great Treasure Vault, even if they ultimately died inside, were all ruthless people!"

But this was not what Bai Mo wanted.

At that moment, he furrowed his brow, telling the Ghost Eye to continue searching.

[... Method to Safeguard Immortal Bone Ashes...]

[The Corpse Stealing Stream Fallen Immortal has become increasingly rampant, these ground rats often excavating Marquis and even Prince tombs]

[The previous Prince’s body from Snow Deer Holy Land almost got exhumed to be refined into bone ashes]

[Corpses of successive elders from the Mausoleum have been frequently stolen]

[The contemporary Prince of the Holy Land, vexed beyond measure, invited the old man to concoct a nefarious medicine to cure these grave robbers]

[This profession aligns with my skills]

[This old man has cultivated for one thousand and three hundred years, never concocted a life-saving medicine, I have no idea how to save someone]

[But talk about making medicine to harm, my inspiration would be like pee after drinking two buckets of water... just can’t hold it back...]