Master of Ten Thousand Foxes

No wonder writing her article didn’t turn out to be as difficult as imagined.

No wonder once her article was finished, there was nothing similar in the academic world.

Turned out it’s not that her ability is high, just that the thing she’s researching, others aren’t.

Upon careful consideration, Expert Bai Mo was indeed right.

Beside her, Wan Bocheng and Yang Zhan comforted her as well.

"It’s fine, don’t be disheartened, this is already very good."

"There’s still plenty of time, take it slow."

Bai Mo also comforted her.

"Don’t be disheartened.

"Many in academia do whatever it takes for worthless papers, and they’re not even as good as you.

"Moreover, speaking purely of math skill, you actually surpass Yang Zhan by much."

Yang Zhan immediately put on a sullen face, Wan Bocheng chuckled.

Bai Mo continued.

"In fact, objectively speaking, you are stronger than Wan Bocheng too."

Wan Bocheng immediately put on a sullen face, Yang Zhan chuckled.

...

The autumn feel grew stronger, the weather became colder, and daylight became shorter.

A whole day hurriedly passed by.

The present world ushered in the night.

The dream world ushered in the morning.

Jiao Su and a few senior apprentices stood together at the foot of the sacrificial platform, watching their master prepare to enter Douluo Heaven.

There they saw the Ancient Immortal, with a lean face and thin body, sitting cross-legged on the ground, holding a small stone warmer, tightly binding it with soaked electric-feathered grass leaves, wrapping it round and round without leaving a gap.

Jiao Su leaned in, wanting to help his master, but was waved off by the Ancient Immortal.

"Step back, step back!

"This matter is of great importance, not to allow the slightest mistake, not something you can meddle with."

Jiao Su withdrew awkwardly.

"Master, what exactly are you doing?"

The Ancient Immortal explained while wrapping the Small Alchemy Furnace.

"These preparations are for entering Douluo Heaven.

"Normally, possessing a pill furnace, after advancing to Sequence Five, you can’t enter Douluo Heaven.

"But our Douluo Immortal Thief Society, after over three hundred years of research and attempts, discovered a method to shield one’s pill furnace.

"It’s to use Taotie Saliva to soak electric-feathered grass leaves, then tie up the pill furnace!

"Hehehe."

The Ancient Immortal kept speaking while wrapping the furnace lid with grass leaves, layering it once, then again.

Jiao Su heard the name [Douluo Immortal Thief Society] for the second time.

Sounds like an institute specializing in how to steal into Douluo Heaven?

Sure enough, they heard their master’s explanation.

"Back then, our group... actually had pretty good luck. After worshipping Douluo Heaven, we all returned safely and acquired our pill furnace, advancing to Sequence Five.

"However, this world is often unfair.

"After the same cultivation of a thousand years, some can bring back a Large Copper Furnace, while others only bring back a Small Stone Furnace.

"Why is that? Are some people destined to be lower? Not as noble as others?

"Our Douluo Immortal Thief Society is a group that won’t accept a lower destiny, seeking to alter fate!

"To alter fate, we gathered and researched for three hundred years, finding a way to re-enter Douluo Heaven!

"To alter fate, we researched for over two hundred years, learning how to enter and exit Douluo Heaven with memory."

The Ancient Immortal spoke while changing into custom-made shoes.

These were thick-soled sneakers custom-made by Jiao Su in the present world. The strangest part was that the insoles had sharp knife heads facing upwards that would cut into the arch of the foot when worn!

"To alter fate, we spent four hundred years uncovering Douluo Heaven’s filth and secrets!

"To alter fate, we spent another two hundred years studying how to remove that damned Taotie’s saliva!"

The Ancient Immortal spoke while checking the wedges, hammers, and medicine bottles in his sleeve pockets.

Jiao Su and a group of senior apprentices listened in bewilderment, feeling their spirits stirred, moved by the master and the Douluo Immortal Thief Society’s defiance against fate!

How heavy destiny is!

And how difficult it is to change destiny!

"Master, you must have made considerable sacrifices, spending so much time to alter fate, right?"

The Ancient Immortal did a final check on his fully sealed Pill Furnace, ensuring no air would leak.

He paused when he heard his apprentice’s words.

"Sacrifice?

"There hasn’t been much, really.

"The society members seek to change fate, not to lose lives; we wouldn’t throw our lives into a hole.

"We just grab some unlucky folks to walk through the minefields, cross the puddles for us."

Hu...

Wind blew.

The scene fell into silence.

Jiao Su and a group of senior brothers and sisters were petrified, not knowing what to say.

...

Gah...

In Douluo Heaven, Bai Mo sat on the Fire Cloud, lifting the lid of an Ink Jade Pill Furnace.

Then he reached out and took a bottle of potion from his disciple, Hu Hufeng.

He looked at the deep yellow beast face pattern inside the Ink Jade Pill Furnace, then at the potion in his hand.

"It should... be able to wash it off, right?"

He didn’t have much research on this Taotie’s saliva, but if it’s just about washing it off, it shouldn’t require too much research either.

At this moment, he took a drop of the personally crafted potion with a dropper and gently dripped it on the inner wall of the pill furnace, hitting the beast face pattern.

Tss-la-la...

A piercing sound erupted!

A multitude of bubbles arose!

The deep yellow Taotie saliva was indeed dissolved in the potion, turning the potion turbid!

And the pattern on the inner wall of the pill furnace became visibly lighter!

"Indeed, no problem!"

Bai Mo smiled brightly.

The two disciples beside him, Hu Hufeng and Little Flower Arm, also grinned widely along with their master, even though they didn’t quite understand why their master was laughing.

"Ying ying ying!"

"Ao ao ao!"

Bai Mo took back the medicine bottle, patted the heads of his two disciples.

"Let’s go, we’ll go to other places to find other pill furnaces and test the effect.

"Try it several times to ensure there are no mistakes."

With these words, he made a mental command, and the Five-Colored Fire Cloud below him "whooshed," transforming into a stream of light, carrying the master into the endless fog!

Leaving behind only the Inclined Ink Jade Pill Furnace on the small pill furnace mountain.

Leaving behind only the inner wall of the pill furnace, the beast face pattern was slightly smudged by the potion.

Shush!

A gigantic Taotie’s head suddenly appeared, with the left eye dark, oily, and turbid, while the right eye shone with endless knowledge, and deep yellow saliva dripped from its mouth. With a "gah" sound, it nudged open the lid of the Ink Jade Pill Furnace and looked inside.

"Hiss..."

It widened its eyes, seeing in astonishment that the pattern it left behind was actually smudged, indeed dissolved, slightly spreading!

How is this possible!

Its saliva is invincible; never in tens of thousands of years has anything been heard of that could dissolve its saliva?

"Hiss!"

An angry roar erupted from its throat!

It extended its gigantic tongue, licking the deep yellow saliva all over its face, then leaned its head into the pill furnace, using its face as a seal to reprint a beast face pattern inside the furnace.

Precisely... all the beast face patterns inside the pill furnaces have been stamped on by it!

That’s why most large pill furnaces have beast face patterns inside... because the furnaces are big enough for its head to fit in.

That’s why it’s basically impossible for small pill furnaces to have beast face patterns inside... because the furnaces are too small for its head to fit in.

After stamping the pattern inside this Ink Jade Pill Furnace, it surveyed and sniffed around, immediately transforming into a green light, chasing in a certain direction!

It must see who could possibly dissolve its saliva?!

...

"The third secret you mentioned, is this it?"

Amid broken walls and ruins, Bai Mo looked at the guiding Immortal.

The fair young man nodded, lowering his voice.

"This group is so peculiar; millions of years ago, they frequently sneaked into Douluo Heaven.

"For some reason, they haven’t come for a long time.

"Recently, they’ve started to appear again!"

Bai Mo raised his head, looking toward the ruins ahead, his gaze penetrating layers of mist, seeing a small pill furnace mountain ahead, five Immortals, each watching over a pill furnace, opening lids, leaning inside, hammering with a hammer and a wedge, producing the crisp sound of "clang clang clang".

"What the hell is this?

"Do they intend to chip away at the Taotie’s mark with a wedge bit by bit? Grind it away little by little?

"Is that even possible?

"Can they chip it off?"

The fair Ancient Immortal explained from beside him.

"They aren’t smashing those pill furnaces for the first time!"

Bai Mo’s expression turned peculiar.

"Trying to wear away through persistent effort?

"Not the first day, then what day is it?

"Could it be, they’ve been at it for years?"

The fair Ancient Immortal looked toward the distance.

"Reporting to the Emperor, if I remember correctly, they’ve been at it on and off for... six hundred years."