Master of Ten Thousand Foxes

The boldest few dared to slightly peek from behind the Master, looking at the stone tablet.

"Sharing Stele?

"It appeared on its own?"

Bai Mo instinctively looked at the lower half of the stone tablet, at those grids.

Sure enough, the first grid was no longer blank, but had a few lines of text, in the common script of the Nine Kingdoms.

[Miao Shou Immortal]

[Yangpeng Lake]

[Master of Hundred Bones]

Miao Shou Immortal’s disciple, Yangpeng Lake, has advanced to Sequence Six?

And this [Master of Hundred Bones]... Immortal Martial?

...

In the roadside noodle shop, the dim lights flickered, the walls, floor, and tables were greasy.

A man with a stubbly beard sat by the dinner table, picking up a big white noodle, grinning at his phone.

"Hahaha, folks, look at West State’s belt noodles!

"Honestly, these noodles are really chewy!"

[Brother Jiu, you’re eating belt noodles, no worries, but at least go to a high-end noodle shop, right?]

[Oh my, this noodle shop serves the dishes in stainless steel small basins? Hahaha]

[The small basins are well-seasoned]

[Famous streamer Hu Shanjiu, just eating at this little joint?]

[Guys, I’m going to snipe Brother Jiu!]

Hu Shanjiu grinned, unfazed.

"Guys, you don’t know, the essence of West State’s noodles is in these roadside joints!

"Look at this dipping sauce, it’s oily!

"It’s not that I can’t afford big restaurants, Brother Jiu has money.

"Let me tell you, Brother Jiu came to West State to work on big projects!

"This project, even the West State Boss has to come and support it!"

The chat was filled with laughing comments.

[Brother Jiu, be careful, someone suggested there should be a tax on boasting]

[Hahaha waiting to see Brother Jiu’s big project]

Hu Shanjiu watched while eating and laughing, as he finished one belt noodle, just about to start another, suddenly hearing the voice of his Ancient Immortal Master in his mind.

"Someone has reached Sequence Six!

"Miao Shou Immortal’s disciple, Yangpeng Lake, advanced to Immortal Martial Sequence Six, [Master of Hundred Bones]!"

Hu Shanjiu’s hand shook, his chopsticks slipped, and a big belt noodle fell into the dipping sauce, splashing red oil everywhere.

His expression showed momentary panic, then he quickly grinned, wiped the table, wiped the phone, wiped his clothes, without explaining to the live audience, pretending it never happened.

He secretly asked the Ancient Immortal Master in his mind.

"Is Miao Shou Immortal a Fallen Immortal?"

The Ancient Immortal’s voice was urgent, seemingly already flustered.

"Nonsense!

"That guy used to be a petty thief robbing vaults, several times almost caught and killed.

"After the pollution arrived, he barely managed to mix into Sequence Four using the power of pollution.

"Who knew this scoundrel had some trick, actually cultivating the first Sequence Six!"

Hu Shanjiu didn’t say much more, continued eating his belt noodles, while introducing the dipping sauce to the live stream.

"Folks, this dipping sauce has stuff, there are tomatoes, minced garlic, green onions, and red oil. Brother Jiu will steal the recipe and teach everyone..."

The Ancient Immortal’s voice was hurried and chaotic.

"Let’s go, leave West State!

"That sword cannot be taken... The Fallen Immortals have already noticed, Sequence Six will surely come, if you insist on taking that sword, our Holy Land, the Celestial Palace Inheritor, and even the West State Boss might all be implicated!

"Let’s go, leave West State!"

Hu Shanjiu ate noodles while chatting and joking with the live stream, while expressing his opinion to the Ancient Immortal in his mind.

"Why go? Since the situation is already messed up, let’s gamble, snatch that sword and equip it to Wu Jianxian, maybe we can counterbalance Sequence Six."

...

Whoosh!

Professor Zhang startled awake on the bed.

He opened his eyes wide, pulled out his phone, opened the upper management group chat, only to see that President Wu Jianxian had already sent out a message!

[Miao Shou Immortal’s disciple, Yangpeng Lake, advanced to Sequence Six, [Master of Hundred Bones]]

[I’ve checked, this Yangpeng Lake, was raised by a single parent from childhood, didn’t attend school, acted as a small thug on the streets, and has been to detention centers several times]

[Three years ago, after the Immortal Technique Era arrived, he completely disappeared, without any news]

[He has a high potential for antisocial behavior]

Chairman Chen Shu forwarded a post to the group.

It was newly posted on the Immortal Discussion Forum, poster’s nickname [Master Hu is your dad]

[Hahahahaha, those who pretend, those who find fault, all wait for me]

[The Lord Has Come to Rule the World]

Professor Zhang widened his eyes, took a few deep breaths, and only felt a heavy weight on his chest, like mercury sinking.

In the group, Wu Jianxian spoke again.

[I assume that at this very moment, everyone’s breathing is quite heavy, isn’t it?]

[Hahahaha, please relax a bit first]

[If you have a beloved wife beside you, take a whiff of her fragrant hair]

[But be careful not to wake her up, otherwise, being scolded would make you feel more depressed]

[For someone to advance to Sequence Six, they must undoubtedly have the Prince Bloodline]

[A branch of the Prince Bloodline of the Ancient Immortal Dynasty, they develop very quickly but have a very short lifespan, living no more than three hundred years]

[This person most likely possesses the Prince Blood Technique]

[Whether his Prince Blood Technique has large-scale destructive power is still unknown]

[This person most likely does not have Great Immortal Technique]

[So... we can temporarily consider him a slightly stronger Sequence Seven, with no essential difference from other Sequence Sevens]

[Of course, apologies in advance to all your beloved wives... although our work pace is already very fast, and we have little time for family, in the days to come, our work pace might need to speed up further!]

[Now, please lie down immediately and enjoy perhaps the last peaceful night of sleep]

[Goodnight]

Professor Zhang cracked a bitter smile.

"Heh..."

Beside him, his wife woke up, rubbed her eyes, and sat up.

"Old Zhang, why are you giggling?"

Professor Zhang held his sleepy wife and lay back down.

"Nothing, I’m happy you came to West State."

He buried his face into his wife’s hair, inhaling the scent of the shampoo, indeed feeling much calmer.

"Mm..."

Professor Zhang took a deep breath.

"The chairman is truly the chairman, even though his wife has been dead for over thirty years, his experience is still quite extensive."

...

Unknown to everyone, in the twenty-thousand-meter-high night sky, a floating Fire Toad brushed past streaming clouds, wafted through cold winds, and suddenly a red flower bloomed from its left ear, and a white flower from its right ear.

Both flowers were large and vibrant, adding a hint of playfulness to the gigantic toad balloon, resembling a playboy.

...

"All set."

At Fox Mountain, Bai Mo waved his hand to conceal the Sharing Stele.

The two flowers growing from the ears of the Fire Toad balloon were two Immortal Qi Antennas... if anyone used a large amount of Primordial Immortal Qi or performed any Great Immortal Technique, the antennas could instantly detect it.

Bai Mo’s eyes were cold as he glanced downward sideways.

"Master of Hundred Bones?

"You’d better jump out quickly."

The foxes huddled behind their master, all wide-eyed.

The master was a bit different today!

The master rarely exuded such an aura.

A Bronze Mask floated next to him, its expression peculiar.

It often felt this sort of aura from the Marquis, it knew that this was... killing intent!

Bai Mo grinned.

"Ha, don’t be so serious, let’s go, keep looking around, see if there’s anything else good in this warehouse."

His Divine Sense spread out like the wind, searching everywhere.

Leading his disciples around, looking everywhere, circling a pillar, entering a corridor, they found a large pile of Copper Plates.

"Is this the Marquis’s collection?"

Over millions of years, this pile of Copper Plates had rusted and clung together.

Bai Mo grabbed a Copper Plate, gently exerting strength to pull it off.

He brushed the coarse rust on the Copper Plate, trying hard to make out the inscriptions.

"Huh? Great Immortal Technique, Qinghua Rain, Cultivation Insights?"

This writing did not belong to Marquis Qing Yue.

"This set of insights..."

Bai Mo skimmed through the insights, then recalled what little he knew about [Qinghua Rain].

"These insights are really high level!"

He only properly learned [Purple Dragon Climb] amongst the numerous Great Immortal Techniques.

Now, as his Divine Sense scanned the Copper Plates, he smiled broadly.

"These over five hundred Copper Plates, each one contains insights on cultivating [Qinghua Rain]!

"Where did the Marquis find so many good things?"

His next Great Immortal Technique, [Qinghua Rain], was now within reach!