Master of Ten Thousand Foxes

"Do we really not have to return it?"

In the dream, under the overcast sky, by the big lake, the green grass was lush.

The ancient immortal with neatly groomed silver hair sat cross-legged behind a giant swan, holding a pot of Wine Vessel Flower, observing the liquid accumulated in the flower.

"Why give it back to him?

"Since he didn’t take it away, it means he gave it to you.

"This thing is not cheap at all!

"It can even help Red Treasure complete a Sequence Seven cultivation. Miss this chance, and there won’t be another."

Su Yaoyao sat beside her master, on the warm back of the swan, her eyebrows knit tightly, evidently troubled.

"I... but... the more valuable it is, the less I can accept it, and I have nothing to repay him with, what if..."

The ancient immortal directly looked at Red Treasure beside her.

"What do you say, should we take it?!"

Red Treasure hurriedly nodded!

"Coo, coo, coo!"

Of course, take it!

Red Treasure looked at its owner with eyes that seemed to say, "Are you stupid?"

You get nothing if you are too shy!

If you’re thick-skinned, it’s never enough!

This logic is understood even by a peacock; how can the owner be so muddled?

Having recently made the headlines and trended online for killing two Sequence Seven criminals, it helped it gather a strong wave of Immortal Qi. Add the liquid in this flower, feed it all, wouldn’t it be like reaching the heavens?

The ancient immortal smiled, took out two small bowls from her sleeve, and poured out the liquid refined from the Wine Vessel Flower.

"The stuff inside is really good.

"They say humans are the material for immortal cultivation.

"But just as ingredients need cooking, materials for immortal cultivation require processing.

"For example, if one can completely separate a person’s soul from their body, you could obtain two top-tier Sequence Seven materials!

"Such perfect separation is very difficult, very difficult; only a sparse few methods in the Ancient Immortal Dynasty can achieve it.

"Like Puppet Immortal Technique, like Immortal Beast Ghost Car, like Void Soul Forest...

"Coincidentally, this flower can achieve perfect separation! Maybe because it’s related to Puppet Immortal Technique?

"The liquid in the flower divides into two layers, the top layer is refined from the soul, named, Pure Sky Soul."

The ancient immortal explained, pouring out a cup of liquid as clear as water from the Wine Vessel Flower for Su Yaoyao and Red Treasure to see.

"The bottom layer is refined from the body, named, Pure Sky Slurry.

"Some paths require a whole Purified Void Body. Of course, that doesn’t concern us; our Immortal Beast Path is satisfied with just the Pure Sky Slurry."

While speaking, she used another small cup to pour out the remaining liquid in the flower, a dark red color, with a texture like hawthorn juice, exuding a fishy sweet smell!

"You can take the flower with you. I’ll refine these two materials and then give them to Red Treasure to eat."

Wait more?

Red Treasure widened its eyes.

"Coo, coo, coo!"

It doesn’t dislike the taste!

It can devour it directly!

The ancient immortal laughed and scolded, "You impatient little feathered creature, what’s the rush? Off you go!"

She waved her large sleeve, creating a gust of wind, blowing Su Yaoyao and Red Treasure away together...

"Ah!"

Su Yaoyao and Red Treasure shivered awake, finding the room’s lightbulbs bright, and outside the window, under the streetlights, workers at the pigeon farm were covering rows of pigeon cages with blankets.

It turns out, they had just finished dinner not long ago.

Su Yaoyao picked up a tablet from the table.

"Let’s go, find Bai Mo for evening study group! You keep the Immortal Beast Fox company, don’t let it be a third wheel."

...

On Niu Bi Mountain.

The lingering sound of the shakuhachi and crisp taiko drums merged into the evening wind.

By the campfire on the mountainside, ninjas, rangers, witches, and yin yang masters formed circles, moving their arms and necks to the beat, performing a strange dance.

"Very well!

"Let Great God Xiang Liu see your dance!

"Twist all your heads!"

Miyamoto Rokuzo stood in front of the campfire, extending his arms, embracing the mountain wind, encouraging his followers.

His gaze floated, sometimes sneaking a look at the witch with feathers growing behind her ears, sometimes at the ninja who just grew feathers tonight, watching their dance, their heads, the area behind their ears.

The voice of the Snake-tailed Ancient Immortal in his mind grew ever more joyful!

"Almost found it!"

He responded in his mind to his master.

"Yes, it should be soon, just one more and we’ll completely find it!"

The breathing of the Snake-tailed Ancient Immortal became heavier.

"Ah... after thousands of years, to find it again... truly... unimaginable...

"Send out the invitation!

"Deliver it to the immortals of Jiuzhou!

"To the Round Stone Immortal, to Qiu Peng Immortal, to Tie Pi Immortal, to the Qing Lu False King!

"Let them give me, Snake-tailed, a face!

"Hahahahaha!

"I won’t take too much, everyone will share the benefits!"

Miyamoto Rokuzo subconsciously looked up at the sky, as if his neck was too stiff, and after a slight movement, quickly lowered his head again.

"Master, these invitations, it’s difficult to send them out.

"I always feel like someone is watching me, I don’t know if it’s just my imagination, I..."

In his mind, the Snake-tailed Ancient Immortal sat on a stone chair, sipping a cup of fresh red blood, paused for a moment, and his pupils turned into vertical pupils, looking at the present world through his disciple’s eyes, sensing...

"Huh?

"Hehehe, your senses are not wrong.

"Indeed, you’re being watched!

"Very well, you don’t have to worry about the invitations. I’ll arrange something else."

With that, he downed the cup of warm blood in one gulp, licking away the foam at the corner of his mouth.

...

Whoosh...

The mountain wind howled, rattling the windows of the pigeon farm.

Bai Mo guarded the computer, sipping hot tea, looking through one paper after another at a rapid pace, exploring the framework of knowledge about the present Root System Domain.

Nearby, Little Hua Bei and Red Treasure were huddled together, cracking walnuts.

With a light pinch from Red Treasure’s large mouth, the walnut cracked with a ’crack’ sound.