Chapter 375: Chapter 219: Celestial Law of the Ancient Immortal Dynasty, Tricks of the Fallen Immortals (Part 2)

"What the heck? A thousand bucks? The tight-fisted miser actually coughed up the dough, hahaha!"

She was about to send "Thanks, boss," when the boss sent another message.

[You did well, let’s have a meeting tonight. You can talk to your junior brothers and sisters about your work today.]

The smile froze on Qu Hailou’s face.

Today’s work?

Today she was just playing support; she doesn’t even understand the main content of the work!

But... can you return a boss’s red envelope?

If she returns it and explains today’s situation, will she get scolded to death?

Besides, this miser rarely parts with his money, and Qu Hailou really doesn’t want to return the thousand bucks!

She gritted her teeth, opened today’s task details, and went all in!

"Damn it, I’m learning this now!"

...

Sigh...

Dark clouds covered the sky, and whirlwind chaos ensued.

Inside the Bronze Hall, Bai Mo brushed away the sand on the desk and placed a tablet on it, beginning today’s cultivation.

"This Puppet Immortal Technique still hasn’t been cracked."

Bai Mo had learned a lot, but he was still missing something for a full breakthrough.

He’s studied and understood almost everything, but since something’s missing and still can’t figure it out... Bai Mo decided not to stress and put it aside for now.

Near the desk, there were new stone slabs dug up by the disciples, stacked layer upon layer, as he hadn’t gotten to them yesterday.

At this moment, Bai Mo picked them up and found the excavation team had ventured into new maps.

"Is this... Ancient Immortal Dynasty’s laws?

"Or called Celestial Law?

"Did they dig into the Ancient Immortal Dynasty’s court?

"Qing Yue Pill Palace’s court?"

Bai Mo felt a bit disappointed.

Intuition says, courts don’t really tie in with secret medicine promotions?

But you never know!

He still held the stone slab close, brushed off the dirt, and began reading carefully.

[...In the Dan Kingdom, you must act according to the Celestial Law of the Dan Kingdom]

[In Qing Yue Pill Palace, you must act according to the Celestial Law of the Pill Palace]

...

[Sequence Nine has already embarked on the path of cultivation and needs to ensure the survival of ten slaves]

[Must ensure these ten slaves aren’t killed, beaten to death, nor die of illness or starvation]

[Must ensure these ten slaves live past thirty]

[Must ensure every two years, a new little slave can be born]

[Must ensure that in ten years, at least one slave can advance to Sequence Nine]

Oh?

Bai Mo smacked his lips, thinking this Celestial Law seems to imply Sequence Nine’s Strawman is tasked with protecting the slaves?

Continued reading below.

[Sequence Nine must guarantee slaves eat at least two meals a day, with at least one being solid food]

[Must ensure the slaves’ residence can offer protection from wind and rain, without snakes or insects...]

It really is about protecting slaves!

Continue reading further and it also defined Sequence Nine’s powers; as long as it doesn’t violate legal provisions, they can freely command slaves, have slaves plant medicine, build houses, carry things, cook medicine; as long as it doesn’t breach the law, they can treat slaves as livestock.

Not long after, Bai Mo finished reading one stone slab.

"These Celestial Laws are quite straightforwardly crude."

He picked up the second stone slab.

[Sequence Eight’s Soup Man has taken another step closer on the Immortal Path, and must ensure the survival of ten Sequence Nine Strawmen]

[Must ensure these ten Strawmen aren’t killed, beaten to death, nor die of illness or starvation]

[Must ensure these ten Strawmen live past forty]

[Must ensure that within forty years, at least one Strawman advances to Soup Man]

"Ancient Immortal Dynasty’s legal Celestial Law actually has performance requirements for promotions?

"Those who advance further must support the ones following."

Bai Mo held the stone slab, continuing to look over some detailed clauses.

"Actually, Strawmen are pretty much the private property of Soup Men too.

"In that case, a Soup Man directly owns ten Strawmen, indirectly owns a hundred slaves?"

The last section of the stone slab emphasized strongly.

[All Soup Men are forbidden to use slaves under thirty for Immortal Technique cultivation]

[All Soup Men are forbidden to use Strawmen under forty for Immortal Technique cultivation]

Seeing this, Bai Mo had another insight.

"Indeed, humans are the resources for Immortal Cultivation."

"The lower caste of slaves are not just tools for the upper caste; they can also serve as vases for growing medicine and might even be slaughtered to become medicinal materials.

"If left unchecked, the Ancient Immortals madly slaughter people, madly using humans as materials for cultivation. This world of the Ancient Immortal Dynasty would quickly be massacred clean, causing a population collapse.

"Therefore, the Ancient Immortal Dynasty stipulated that slaves and strawmen must survive to a certain age, children must be born, and the promotion of the lower caste is ensured."

Bai Mo put down the stone slab, furrowed his eyebrows, not knowing what to say.

He also acknowledged that this set of laws, the Celestial Law, certainly had its merits.

But at the same time, as a good young man raised under the red flag, nurtured in the spring breeze, he felt that this set of laws was bloody and cruel!

"The slave society of the Ancient Immortal Dynasty is, after all, vastly different from today."

Bai Mo set aside this stone slab and picked up the third one.

[The Firemen of Sequence Seven have already traveled far on the Immortal Path and need to ensure the survival of ten Soup Men]

[Must ensure these ten Soup Men are not killed, beaten to death, nor die from illness or hunger]

[Must ensure these ten Soup Men live beyond two hundred years]

So, does this clause imply that the old Soup Men who fail to promote after two hundred years may be used as materials for the higher caste and consumed for the cultivation of Immortal Technique?

Bai Mo was silent for a moment, picked up the hot tea on the table, took a sip, to warm his heart.

...

Every person’s Dream Immortal Realm shares similarities.

For instance, overhead, clouds loom darkly, ruins and broken walls litter the ground, with a never-ending howling wind.

But there are differences too.

For example, Su Yaoyao’s Dream Immortal Realm is a lake in a mountain valley!

The lake’s shoreline is lush and green.

Gigantic stone tablets are inserted into the grassy ground.

They stand several stories high, some whole, some broken. Some upright, some askew.

Varied and indistinct, they are planted along the lakeshore.

Under some stone tablets, rough-surfaced giant eggs, weathered for eons to resemble stone, are placed.

While beneath others, they are empty, with the giant egg nowhere to be found.

On the green grassy carpet near the lake, Su Yaoyao, wearing a white short sleeve and yoga pants, dances with Peacock Red Treasure!

Following the stick figures on the stone tablet, matching the recorded dance, they dance together!

"Ah!"

Thud...

Su Yaoyao falls to the ground.

"This move is too inhuman!"

She actually has a dance background, but the dance recorded on the stone tablet is extremely twisted, not meant for humans, more like for snakes, almost turning her into a noodle!

What’s worse is, the move requires combining breathing, meditation, controlling the flow of Immortal Qi within, synchronized with the movements.

Despite practicing for over two years, she still cannot complete it.

Peacock Red Treasure is also exhausted, flopping down, its head in a durian shell helmet, rubbing against its owner.

"Coocoo!"

It couldn’t complete its part of the dance either.

Rustle...

The sound of water, a huge white swan breaks through the lake’s waves, arrives at the shore, crowding in front of Su Yaoyao and Red Treasure.

The swan is exceedingly large, its elegant neck resembling the column of a sports arena!

Upon its arrival, Peacock Red Treasure instantly wilts, burying its head into its shoulders, motionless.

It shifts its body, lowers its wings, revealing the Ancient Immortal seated on its back, an elderly Ancient Immortal woman, silver hair neatly combed, her long robe immaculately white.

"Don’t force it.

"The Peacock Dance, despite being mere entertainment, also calls for talent.

"It’s like an insurmountable barrier.

"Some people, some birds, are destined never to cross.

"Staying in Sequence Eight isn’t bad either, right?

"Your master doesn’t have any demands of you."

Su Yaoyao sits up, grinning.

"I... don’t necessarily have to promote.

"I’ll just try my best.

"By the way, master, there’s a peculiar Immortal Technique I want to inquire about.

"Recently, it’s massively appearing in the mortal realm, where a dream ancient immortal manipulates disciples in the mortal realm, like controlling puppets..."

In this dreamscape, Su Yaoyao is the only disciple.

Her relationship with the Ancient Immortal is relatively harmonious; she straightforwardly asks about the Committee’s most crucial topic.

It didn’t take long for the swan Ancient Immortal to understand.

She furrowed her brows, her expression bleak.

"This... this trick, the Immortal Dynasty’s Celestial Law explicitly forbids such a trick, yet they’ve played it out again?

"Indeed, they are Fallen Immortals!

"Once, they trampled the Celestial Law, and now, no one can manage them anymore..."