[Sequence Seven Fireman can voluntarily serve as Celestial Immortal]

[Guard the dignity of Celestial Law, investigate crimes against it, pursue Fallen Immortals who disdain it, and strike down the heads of evil]

[The battle with Fallen Immortals is destined to be perilous]

[But the fallen Three Souls and Seven Spirits can be used to refine an ascension Secret Medicine, Ten Soul Soup...]

Bai Mo held the stone slab, continued reading, and indeed saw a prescription.

This recipe uses quite a few Sequence Eight herbs, some Sequence Seven herbs, and the most important main ingredient is ten sets of fallen Three Souls and Seven Spirits!

Bai Mo stared at the recipe for a long time.

"Oh, haha.

"This ascension ritual... truly kills several birds with one stone."

Slay Fallen Immortals, uphold Celestial Law, protect the weak, and maintain the Ancient Immortal Dynasty’s rule.

And this Ten Soul Soup, once consumed, can strengthen the soul, laying a solid foundation for the subsequent path of Immortal Cultivation.

"Who invented this ascension ritual? Who established it?"

Bai Mo rubbed the stone slab, furrowing his brow.

Beside him, Quanquan Hu and White Ears huddled near their master, craning their furry heads, furrowing their brows, pondering alongside their master.

"...Perhaps, this was formed through countless years of research, exploration, and assimilation in the Ancient Immortal Dynasty, gradually shaped by the collective will of the Human Race?"

Bai Mo speculated blindly, uncertain of its correctness, and was too lazy to think further.

He merely grinned.

"No matter what, the final recipe is found!"

...

The daytime on Fox Mountain corresponds to the nighttime of West State City.

In Bai Mo’s cramped house, the windows reflected the distant neon lights.

Upstairs, Xiaobao was crying again, the sound piercing through the ceiling, down to him.

Amid rising white mist, Bai Mo’s figure appeared on his shabby sofa.

He held a bubbling "glug glug" potion and tried to contact Poison Master Wang E, to see if he had dreamed of Immortal Cultivation.

A thought crossed his mind, and he smiled.

"He’s really there!"

...

In his brightly lit office, Poison Master Wang E sat behind the desk, staring at the computer screen, obsessively browsing various forums.

Suddenly, his fingers felt a slight itch...

"Hmm?"

The boss actively contacted him?

He sensed briefly, confirming the Ancient Immortals weren’t watching him, then raised his little finger, seeing a talking flower sprout from his nail’s crevice.

"Do you know where to find Sequence Seven?

"The boss needs a batch of Sequence Seven’s heads!"

Wang E paused for a moment.

A batch?

Sequence Seven?

Heads?

The boss is truly bold!

But...

He really couldn’t access Sequence Seven.

Where he currently resides, far from the Dark World power center, is merely a material distribution warehouse where Ancient Immortal disciples deliver and collect herbs daily... but these envoys, at best, rank as Sequence Eight.

"Uh... some days ago, that Black Stone Bone, does the boss remember it? I mentioned it to you..."

The big-mouthed monster flower spoke.

"That’s already dead! Any others?"

Wang E smiled wryly, but soon his eyes lit up.

"Coincidentally, recently in West State City, a North Suburb Base was discovered, and the Ancient Immortals are especially attentive!

"I’m actually helping the Ancient Immortals gather data."

His computer screen opened across various forums, all searching for the term "North Suburb Base."

...

In the darkness, Bai Mo held the potion, sat on the sofa, and smirked.

"Wang E can’t find them...

"I initially planned to make a trip tonight and solve it directly.

"Seems this matter isn’t as simple as imagined."

He conjured white mist in his palm, quietly returned the potion bottle to the Fox Mountain warehouse.

He probed his phone to query "North Suburb Base" on the Committee’s official app.

"Can this thing lure Sequence Seven from the Dark Side? 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

"Is it necessary?"

Opening the forum, posts concerning this North Suburb Base appeared one after another.

[Hahaha, I just learned about this place]

[Moving house, moving house at night!]

[From the city center, they’re moving to the North Suburb]

[I used to complain about the insufficient Committee workspace with so many new members recruited, but the new office area is coming soon, hahaha]

One post was notably from Bai Mo’s old friend, Zhang Shan!

[Have you seen West State at three in the morning? At three am, I was still busy moving!]

"What’s going on here?"

Bai Mo sent a direct message to Zhang Shan.

[You guys moved?]

Zhang Shan immediately replied.

[Yes, the Committee’s focus shifted to the North Suburb Base]

[Chairman Chen Shu moved first, my new office is also relocating there]

Such importance?

Zhang Shan, the chatterbox, didn’t wait to be asked and spilled everything like beans.

[Today the experts mentioned this North Suburb Base is more important than we imagined]

[The base is involved in some advanced technologies, some Sequence Eight stuff, we feel it’s high-end, but the Ancient Immortals don’t bother much]

That is true!

The superficial research on Sequence Eight is almost child’s play to the Ancient Immortals.

[But at the base, mass production of firearms, special ammunition, and some Sequence Nine’s Immortal Elixirs disgusts the Ancient Immortals!]

[These firearms, ammunition, and Immortal Elixirs are produced in large quantities and sent to cities nationwide, more to small cities than big ones!]

[Hahaha, in small cities, many Sequence Nine Immortal Technique Committee members, even several non-Immortal special operations personnel, equipped with these firearms and Immortal Elixirs, can safely guard the small cities]

At this point, Bai Mo already understood.

This North Suburb Base is irrelevant to the high-end frontlines.