Chapter 640 - 348: There Are Only Nine Paths in the World, No Hodgepodge!
Under the dark clouds, the gale howled.
The massive pit at the excavation site.
The crimson Immortal Sword hovered mid-air!
The Sword Soul Elder glared boastfully!
"...I’ve studied Swordsmanship for thirteen thousand years, my Swordsmanship is divine..."
The foxes nearby glanced sideways, making quirky faces, with an expression that said, "Feel free to boast; if I believe you, I lose."
The Sword Soul Elder couldn’t stand this!
"Hmph, watch closely! Awoo!"
He shouted strangely! Soared into the sky!
In mid-air, swung the sword blade, sending out a Sword Qi that landed on the massive Stone Slab on the ground!
Poof!
Under one sword, the Stone Slab gave a gentle muffled sound.
The foxes squinted quietly, watching for a while, until they saw the Stone Slab had a faint white mark added.
It was actually cut by that Sword Qi!
The Immortal Sword flew back into the fox group.
The Sword Soul Elder was smug.
"How’s that, did you see it?
"Doesn’t my strength deserve some admiration?"
The foxes exchanged glances, speaking in fox tongue.
"Eee, awoo awoo awoo..."
...Seems fairly ordinary.
"Awoo awoo, eee eee eee..."
...It’s reached White Claw’s level from last year.
"Eee eee awoo awoo awoo..."
...White Claw could slice this Stone Slab into neat chess grid patterns in a moment!
"Eee eee awoo awoo!"
...The elder is old; having half of White Claw’s strength is already pretty good!
The Sword Soul Elder floated nearby, eyes wide, face red with anger, nostrils flaring!
Who exactly is this White Claw?
On what grounds does this group of foxes look down upon Chixue Qianshan’s strength?
Chixue Qianshan had been strong all his life, not weaker than humans, much less foxes! He must not be looked down upon by anyone, especially not by foxes!
"Awoo..."
With a strange cry, he soared into the sky again, swinging the sword blade in mid-air, striking sword qi onto the massive Stone Slab!
Horizontal and vertical?
Chess grid?
Poof! Poof! Poof...
Sword Qi cuts out muffled sounds, slashing neat horizontal and vertical white marks!
Foxes hid far away, watching the Immortal Sword raging in the sky, seeing the massive Stone Slab being cut into pieces, holding their contemptuous expressions temporarily, unable to show joy.
Until the Immortal Sword exhausted its Sword Qi, fell from mid-air, clanked onto the Stone Slab, bounced and rolled, the foxes cheered as they rushed into the pit.
"Eee eee eee!"
"Awoo awoo awoo!"
"Eee eee eee!"
...The Stone Slab is cut, ready to dig out!
...
The foxes began from the edge, some driving the Big Mouth Flower excavators, some swinging little spades, working together to dig out the divided Stone Slab, turning them over so the other side with text and images faced up!
Boom!
The first Stone Slab flipped and landed, raising dust.
But on the Stone Slab’s surface, engraved boldly was a vivid diagram of Immortal Grass, densely etched with text.
The foxes grew more excited!
"Eee eee eee!"
"Awoo awoo awoo!"
With their archaeological experience over the years, the quality of this document absolutely makes the effort worthwhile!
...
On the surface of a distant Stone Slab.
The Immortal Sword lightly trembled, its tip raised several times trying to fly, but with Sword Qi depleted, it couldn’t move for now!
After all, a sword without a master is like a source-less water, a root-less tree; once consumed, it can only slowly recover.
The Sword Soul Elder’s figure flickered weakly, lying next to it.
"Wh...which one is...White Claw..."
A figure approached, bending down to cradle the sword body.
It was Bai Mo.
His expression was peculiar, recalling that day the Immortal Sword danced mid-air in the cafeteria slicing mushrooms. Presumably for the same reason, it was all a foxs’ prank...
He cleared his throat, thought carefully, then spoke truthfully.
"Uh, White Claw is our Fox Mountain’s strongest Sword Saint.
"It’s...indeed very strong.
"Even with a broken sword, it has never lost."
The Immortal Sword, using its last bit of strength, asked.
"Who’s stronger, me or it?"
Bai Mo pondered, then spoke honestly.
"You haven’t competed, hard to say.
"Maybe... each has its victories and strengths?
"Specific projects need specific comparisons to know, right."
Sharing strengths with a fox?!
Its Sword Soul cultivated for thirteen thousand years, its sword body honed for thirteen thousand years, ending up sharing victories and strengths with a fox with white paws?
The Sword Soul stared wide-eyed!
It was already too tired, exhausted to the point of dispersion, unable to manifest... but even at the last moment of dispersion, its eyes couldn’t shut.
...
Inside the Bronze Hall.
Bai Mo sat behind the desk, reading one document after another... This batch of documents came from the newly excavated Stone Slab.
But those slabs were too thick, inconvenient to transport, and store.
The apprentices used a new method... the Leaf of Rubbing, using huge dark green leaves to rub and bring back the documents from those slabs!
"These documents are quite good!"
[Purple Luo Root, grows in extremely cold lands, roots in glaciers...]
[Three-Branch Mango Root, grows on rainforest edges, rooted in swamps...]
[Mosquito-Repelling Mung Bean Root, grows on desert edges, scent repels insects...]
The newly dug documents turned out to be rare root system illustrations!
Not only described in words, also illustrated, showing full-view, even cross-sections and details.
"Eee eee eee!"
Beside him, Small and Big Eyes guarded the potion pool, soaking the viewed Leaves of Rubbing in potion to help preserve them.
"Awoo awoo awoo!"
Nearby, Butterfly Knot dried and rolled the leaves retrieved from the pool, preparing them for storage later.
Bai Mo continued to read, record, and ponder in his heart.
"Seems like the large Stone Slab just dug out, just cut open... was originally a massive Stone Wall?