Master of Ten Thousand Foxes-Chapter 111 - 87: The Cruel Ancient Immortal Artifact, Bull Shield! (Part 2)

Chapter 111: Chapter 87: The Cruel Ancient Immortal Artifact, Bull Shield! (Part 2)

Bai Mo took it out, only to see it was a push notification from a short video platform.

He casually flipped through it and found the theme surprisingly similar to tonight’s event.

[The Immortal Technique Committee in West State City Wins Big!]

[Committee Member Wu Qingyun Defeats Sequence Eight Again, Continuing an Undefeated Legend]

[Exploring Wu Qingyun’s Sword Immortal Life]

Is this trying to make a god out of Wu Qingyun?

Bai Mo randomly clicked on one, finding it was actually posted by Chairman Chen Shu’s personal account!

He grinned but didn’t mind... Regardless of whether Chairman Chen Shu was exaggerating, faking, or deifying, no matter what method he used or what story he told, the ultimate result was that he recruited more Immortal-Related Personnel, gathered more Immortal-Related strength, made his own side stronger, and together they safeguarded social order.

Upon further thought, this bragging technique is actually quite impressive!

"...If it’s just about bragging, not much money is spent, people are coaxed over, and things get done. It’s actually pretty good." 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

As he walked, he suddenly saw a notebook on the ground.

"Whose notebook was lost?"

Bai Mo opened the title page to see the name... but none was written.

Flying Legs jumped onto the master’s shoulder, stretching its head to look as well.

Bai Mo instinctively turned another page, only to find the main text already in diary form.

"Someone else’s diary?"

He hurriedly wanted to close it... but caught a glimpse on the first page of the diary, it unexpectedly read... "Thank you, Mr. Mystery, for saving me."

Mr. Mystery?

Bai Mo knew this was his codename.

Whom did he save?

He opened the diary again.

"Thank you, Mr. Mystery, for saving me. The potion he left saved me. Thanks."

A day’s diary, the entire page with just this one sentence. The page looked empty, quite a waste of the notebook!

The potion left behind? Whom exactly did it save?

Bai Mo, somewhat curious, turned to the second page.

"Today’s sword practice was tiring. But there’s progress."

The page still had only one sentence, empty, a waste of the notebook.

He turned to the third page.

"I really want a potion to smooth my blood qi. If only Mr. Mystery could give me one."

Bai Mo tugged at the corner of his mouth.

The owner of this diary, how could they be a beggar?

The next page had the same sentence.

"I really want a potion to smooth my blood qi. If only Mr. Mystery could give me one."

The page after that again had the same sentence.

"I really want a potion to smooth my blood qi. If only Mr. Mystery could give me one."

Bai Mo frowned and continued flipping through.

He found that this beggar had written the same in the diary for over twenty pages.

It seems this person really, truly wanted the blood qi potion.

Finally, there was a change in content on one page.

"Committee Member Tie Shiba gave me Immortal Armor and a Long Sword. I’m happy."

Huh?

Bai Mo remembered that Tie Shiba had just given Wu Qingyun the Immortal Long Sword and Armor.

Is the owner of this diary Wu Qingyun?

This person appears silly, yet unexpectedly was secretly begging in their own diary.

He continued turning pages until he reached the most recent entry.

"I really want a potion to smooth my blood qi. If I could exchange it with swordsmanship insights, that would be great."

Instinctively, Bai Mo turned the page again and saw the next page was filled densely with writing and sketches!

In delicate and tidy handwriting, it was full of insights on swordsmanship, gripping the sword, swinging, stabbing, thrusting... various actions, along with numerous sketches personally drawn by Wu Qingyun.

This girl’s daily diary had only one sentence. Yet, her insights on swordsmanship were abundant, enough to overflow.

"Huh?"

But Bai Mo was quite embarrassed.

He was naturally smart, with a photographic memory.

Also, having consumed the Brain Reviving Soup, his Sea of Consciousness was powerful.

The moment he saw this page of handwritten notes and drawings, he remembered them.

He couldn’t deny that even though he didn’t cultivate swordsmanship, he could sense the value of this page of notes and drawings. They were filled with the essence and brilliance of Wu Qingyun’s swordsmanship, her deep understanding of using the sword.

Bai Mo looked at Flying Legs on his shoulder, recalling his disciples, who all liked swordsmanship.

Flying Legs crouched on the master’s shoulder, rubbing its head against the master’s. Although it had been watching, the photos in Wu Qingyun’s diary were the only parts it understood.

"Oh well."

Bai Mo flicked his fingers, releasing a colorless and odorless medicinal air onto Wu Qingyun’s diary.

As long as she wrote in her diary daily and flipped through this notebook every day, she would, quietly and imperceptibly, receive the therapeutic effects of the medicinal air, smoothing her blood qi.

Just as he saw some staff passing by, Bai Mo immediately stepped forward, "Hello, I’ve found Committee Member Wu Qingyun’s notebook. Could you please return it to her for me?"

...

The sky over Fox Mountain was, as always, densely covered with dark clouds.

In the Bronze Hall, Bai Mo was squatting beside a giant copper plate, holding a tablet, having just transcribed another recipe.

"Still not the one I’m looking for."

The Brain Reviving Soup was already sorted, but now he needed the next recipe required for advancing to Sequence Six.

Piles upon piles of stone slabs and copper plates engraved with ancient texts were occasionally delivered by apprentices. He transcribed while identifying them.

Some of the transcribed texts were prescriptions, others were not much related to the Alchemy Dao.

For instance, the one he just transcribed ended up recording the information about an Immortal Artifact.

"Bull Shield... what a brutal Immortal Artifact."

"No wonder it’s from the slave-era Ancient Immortal Dynasty. They came up with all sorts of ideas."

Bai Mo sighed and continued transcribing the next ancient text.

He hadn’t yet found the prescription, but he wasn’t in a hurry. Since the effects of the Brain Reviving Soup hadn’t been fully absorbed, even if he found the next prescription, he couldn’t take it immediately.

...

The ruins amidst Fox Mountain.

Every now and then, a fox wielded a shovel for digging.

From a deep pit, Quanquan Hu jumped up holding a stack of copper plates.

It discovered that it wasn’t only great at finding treasures but also efficient at locating ancient texts!

A stack of copper plates was tossed to the edge of the pit, waiting for specialized brothers to transport them, while it jumped back into the earth pit, continuing to dig.

Digging along the broken walls, feeling the change in soil, its circle whiskers trembled slightly as if sensing a treasure flicker.

Another treasure?

It grinned, speeded up, and wielded the shovel like flying!

With a swipe of the shovel, it lifted a large stone embedded in the soil, revealing a dirt cavity.

According to its intuition, the treasure was within that dirt cavity!

It shoveled inside...

Only to see a large clump of soil suddenly fly out of the cavity, striking its shovel away.

Huh?

Quanquan Hu looked at its now empty forepaw, glanced at the shovel that had been struck away, shivered uncontrollably, backed away quickly, widened its eyes, and stared at the dirt cavity.

Only to see the cavity was pitch-black, and the large soil clump that had struck away its shovel had retracted back inside the cavity.

What was going on?

What was that large soil clump?

Could there be a living creature in the cavity?

It furrowed its brows, faced the dirt cavity, its fox eyes fixed on it, tiptoed back to the edge of the pit, and "whoosh" jumped out of the pit.

...

Before long, more than a dozen foxes jumped into the pit, facing the dirt cavity Quanquan Hu had just dug out.

Some held shovels, others gripped bronze swords, some carried potion barrels, some had ropes, all with fierce expressions, staring at the dirt cavity.

Quanquan Hu stood in the middle of the foxes, blowing its circle whiskers.

This was Fox Mountain, where it wasn’t afraid of anything, with brothers aplenty, who could rally by dozens or hundreds with ease! Not to mention, the master was in the hall!

Some of the brothers had already gone to call the master.

The dozen or so foxes had one job, to guard the cavity and prevent anything inside from getting out.

...

Not long after, a sled hurriedly carried Bai Mo to the site.

Bai Mo stood at the pit’s edge, looked at the apprentices standing ready below, and glanced at the newly-dug dirt cavity.

"Don’t rush, let me take a look first."

His Divine Sense spread out, like an invisible wind, blowing towards the dirt cavity, indeed discovering the large soil clump inside.

"Huh?

"Just saw the Bull Shield text, didn’t expect there to be a Bull Shield here?"

Upon careful reflection, it made sense. It should’ve been an Ancient Immortal Dynasty alchemist who obtained the Bull Shield and then wrote that text for the record.

"Don’t be afraid, just thrust the shovel into the dirt cavity."

With the master on-site, the apprentices grew increasingly bold, furrowed brows, fiercely approached, and stabbed the shovel into the cavity!

But each time the shovel went in, the large soil clump inside flew out to block it!

Each time it blocked, there was a "dang" sound!

Dang! Dang! Dang!

Every time a block occurred, some soil got knocked off the large soil clump.

Before long, the soil was knocked clean, gradually exposing the Bull Shield’s main body... indeed a large triangular bull head bone, with two sturdy horns, flying out of the cavity, blocking the incoming shovels!

The foxes exchanged glances, looked at the Bull Shield that had retreated back into the cavity, and realized something was amiss.

This wasn’t a living thing!

This was an Immortal Artifact!

It’s Fox Mountain’s Immortal Artifact!

They suddenly beamed with smiles!