Master of Ten Thousand Foxes

The sky was shrouded in vast dark clouds.

At the foot of Fox Mountain, the fierce wind blew across the field of Purple Bellflowers, causing each blossom to sway.

Little Flower Arm, the fox disciple, was diligently working in this medicinal field.

"Ying ying ying?"

It looked at the flower in front, shaking its head, glancing left and right... This plant seems to have slowed in its growth?

It swung its small shovel, gently loosening the soil for the flower.

"Ao ao ao?"

It moved to the next blossom and saw that this one had leaves curled with yellow edges.

Frowning, it extended its paw, rummaging around, and indeed, found a pesky caterpillar under the leaf!

"Ao!"

The caterpillar was tossed to the ground and squashed underfoot.

Then, it proceeded to the next flower... In this vast sea of medicinal blooms, all were Purple Bellflowers. Yet it inspected each flower meticulously.

Because these Purple Bellflowers are extremely crucial!

They are essential tools in Fox Mountain’s pollution detection!

In the past, both the black oil and black fire were detected using the Bellflowers.

While Little Flower Arm checked the flowers, it suddenly tilted its chubby head and smiled... It knew that its master must have entrusted it with this task because of its reliability!

"So cheerful, huh?"

Suddenly, it was scooped up and held in an embrace. It was Bai Mo, who had somehow arrived in the flower field without notice.

"Ying ying ying!"

Little Flower Arm hesitated for a moment, then nuzzled its master’s chest, acting coy with delight.

"Are all the Bellflowers in order?"

Little Flower Arm puffed up its chest and patted it firmly!

"Ying ying ao ao!"

...With Little Flower Arm around, the flower field must be in perfect condition!

Bai Mo sat on the field ridge, holding his disciple, casting a glance at the broken palace surrounded in the middle of the flower field... though, it was no longer broken, as all the gaps in the walls and ceiling had been sealed tightly.

That palace stored all pollutants discovered by Fox Mountain!

Including a barrel of black oil from before, the corpse dug from the river oozing black oil, and a bit of the flames contaminated from the previous mask, all preserved.

Bai Mo patted Little Flower Arm’s head, rubbing its face.

"This job of yours is actually quite dangerous!

"If you notice anything unusual, make sure to tell me immediately."

Little Flower Arm lay on its master’s chest.

"Ying ying ying!"

Suddenly, Bai Mo furrowed his brows.

His Spiritual Sense was triggered... It turns out it was receiving documentation from Poison Master Wang E, offered today.

Narrowing his eyes, he instantly altered his vision.

In his vision, a handwritten Sequence Seven text appeared atop Poison Master Wang E’s desk.

"Oh? Is this... a secret recipe from Meat Bottle Mountain’s kitchen? A mid to low-tier menu specifically for Sequence Seven Firemen?"

Bai Mo tugged at the corner of his mouth.

Just as he was about to switch back his vision, he noticed Poison Master Wang E continuing to write on the paper.

"Boss, I’ve lost real power in the Dark World, reduced to an alchemy lackey, unable to provide much intel.

"But today, the Dark World has requested me to handle the Yellow Tree Scab and Celestial Tiger Dung."

Upon finishing, Poison Master Wang E closed the notebook.

Bai Mo switched back his vision.

"Yellow Tree Scab?

"Celestial Tiger Dung?

"Why handle these things?"

These are two very obscure medicinal materials with limited use.

Bai Mo pondered for a moment before suddenly recalling.

"The Ancient Immortal Dynasty once had Firemen who concocted medicines using Yellow Tree Scab and Celestial Tiger Dung to accelerate the ripening of Celestial Bright Grass!

"Accelerating Celestial Bright Grass?

"Could it be that over in the Dark World, there are also people aiming to ascend to Alchemy Dao Sequence Seven?

"This Poison Master Wang E is indeed quite adept. Besides the daily documents, he’s also delivering key intelligence."

As Bai Mo furrowed his brows, his Spiritual Sense was once again triggered.

It turned out to be Su Baitao, sending messages to him from afar.

"Boss, in Dongguo City, a bloody corpse tragedy was discovered, suspected to be from someone failing the Sword Immortal Path Sequence Seven advancement."

Hmm?

The fierce wind blew, driving the Purple Bellflowers to sway wildly. Yet, without detecting pollution, they remained silent.

Only the fragrance of flowers wafted irresistibly to Bai Mo and his Little Flower Arm in his embrace.

"What does this mean?

"Are the cultivators without any taboos starting to advance to Sequence Seven on a large scale?"

On careful thought, it doesn’t seem strange.

After all, if cultivators are untethered by any restrictions, it would make upgrading much easier, adopting various bloody, brutal, and unorthodox means to take shortcuts, find paths, and scheme advancements.

As time passes, undoubtedly, more and more of the unrestrained will complete Sequence Eight training and advance towards Sequence Seven.

Thinking of this, Bai Mo suddenly realized why Professor Zhang was so determined to risk advancing!

"If the Sequence Seven members in the evil faction grow to outnumber the benevolent faction, the current balance of society will be shattered!

"The Committee’s members can’t act recklessly, they cannot be without restraints, so they want to see if advancements can be achieved through technological means.

"And Professor Zhang is the first forerunner attempting technological advancement, the pioneer treading the waters."

Bai Mo sighed in admiration.

"Perhaps, when dreams connect to the present, when the Ancient Immortals secretly occupy, this world was already destined for destruction? This civilization was already set for collapse?

"Even, millions of years ago, as calamity surfaced, when the first Immortal fell, was the human race already doomed for annihilation?

"The Committee tirelessly maintains social stability, Zhang Qiren single-handedly delves into the darkness, the Ancient Immortal Emperor left behind a legacy... but all are merely struggling, a refusal to abandon that tiny glimmer of hope."

He fondled Little Flower Arm’s chubby belly, tickling its ribs, causing Little Flower Arm to curl up with laughter in his arms.

"Alright, off you go.

"I’m going to take a look inside that hall."

Little Flower Arm hopped out of its master’s embrace, watching as its master ventured deep into the flower field, towards the sealed palace where the pollution was stored.