Master of Ten Thousand Foxes-Chapter 116 - 90: Fire Lotus Planting Techniques, Alchemy Furnace and Popcorn, Perverted Senior Sister

Chapter 116: Chapter 90: Fire Lotus Planting Techniques, Alchemy Furnace and Popcorn, Perverted Senior Sister

The wind howled, and evening fell suddenly in the mountains.

In the dormitory hall of Fox Mountain, Bai Mo sat at the head of the bed, pondering how to solve the issue of the two-hundred-year-old Fire Lotus.

"Two hundred years... is a bit too long. The world changes so quickly, I can’t just wait idly."

But, what should be done?

"Two hundred years... even during the Ancient Immortal Dynasty, that’s several generations. How did they cultivate it?"

He flipped through the transcribed documents on his tablet, checking the relevant records... It turned out that the alchemists of the Ancient Immortal Dynasty would plant Fire Lotuses near volcanic craters, planting, guarding, and harvesting for generations.

The first generation planted, and the fifth generation could harvest.

The second generation planted, and the sixth generation could harvest.

...

And so forth, passing down through the generations, circulating through time.

"This requires the foundation of centuries, the heritage of generations."

Looking back at Fox Mountain, so far, there are only three years of foundation and one generation of inheritance.

Meanwhile, Bai Mo’s apprentices were still awake in the dormitory hall, making noises of "ao ao ao" and "ying ying ying." Some were practicing swordsmanship, others tinkering with the alchemy furnace... indeed, this bunch had brought the alchemy furnace into the dormitory. They were adding fuel and lighting the fire, busy and bustling, unclear about their intentions.

"Isn’t there a quick way for this Fire Lotus?"

Bai Mo furrowed his brows, his hand hovering above the tablet screen. After hesitating for a moment, he opened a folder in the corner. The contents of this folder he had only briefly glanced at, thinking he would never need it.

In the folder...

The first entry documented using a person as a vase to plant the Blood Downy Flower.

The second entry documented using a person as a medicinal base to cultivate Cross-eyed Grass Seed.

Further down were records of using a person as a stem to plant the Hand Buddha Melon...

Indeed, the folder contained various human planting techniques!

Bai Mo, relying on memory, flipped to a document within the folder. The document vividly recorded "Using human life to nourish plant life, using human fire to nourish lotus fire, human body cultivation of Fire Lotus..."

Bai Mo wiped his eyes, exhaled a breath, and continued reading.

The document stated that to cultivate a two-hundred-year-old Fire Lotus, one could take two hundred adult slaves, lay them flat, insert Wick Grass into each of their Dantians, ignite the Wick Grass, and light the flame.

The slave would turn into a dried corpse and die within three days, and the flame would blaze brilliantly within three days!

At this point, each flame directed to a Fire Lotus would add a year to its age.

Bai Mo endured physiological discomfort, continued reading, reviewed the change process, and pondered the underlying principles.

In the Ancient Immortal Dynasty, for alchemists, two hundred slaves were really not much. Even though most alchemists easily failed in alchemy, needing to prepare eight, nine, dozens of Fire Lotuses, they could still procure enough slaves.

But translating this to today, it was indeed hard for Bai Mo to accept. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

Listening to the gale outside the hall rushing over the mountain mist, emitting a whistle that echoed throughout Heaven and Earth, images of hundreds of people lying on the ground, Wick Grass inserted into their Dantians, their flames lit, appeared before Bai Mo. What would they feel, what expressions would they have? Bai Mo wanted to see these people’s faces, but found them blurry... he couldn’t imagine.

Suddenly, Bai Mo heard his apprentices making even more noise.

In the distance, dozens of fox apprentices had already covered the alchemy furnace’s lid and lit the fire below. Thousands of fox apprentices, watching from afar, with their dark red eyes densely packed in the darkness.

What exactly were they doing?

Lighting the fire beneath the alchemy furnace, clattering sounds emanated from inside!

The fox apprentices were excited, hopping and jumping, making joyful "ying ying ying" and "ao ao ao" noises!

Bai Mo smiled.

This group of apprentices had indeed learned something from the master after refining so many medicines. They instinctively understood many aspects of drug handling, alchemy processes, and drug properties, not inferior to the Sequence Nine of the present world.

But what exactly were they refining?

Before Bai Mo could inquire, their refining reached its conclusion.

The flames beneath the alchemy furnace extinguished, only to see Big Head using a long rod to push open the alchemy furnace’s lid.

Bang!

With a loud explosion, as if a cannon fired.

A large plume of yellow-white small objects spewed out from the alchemy furnace, scattering throughout the vast dormitory hall.

"Ao ao ao!"

"Ying ying ying!"

The fox apprentices were even happier, bouncing and shouting in jubilation.

Bai Mo picked up one of the yellow-white, fragrant, sweet... popcorn? that had landed in front of him.

He tugged at the corner of his mouth, unsure of what to say.

His apprentices, this bunch, used the alchemy Dao knowledge they learned, an immortal artifact alchemy furnace of the seventh grade, to refine popcorn?

If they’re happy, that’s all that matters...

Bai Mo put down the piece of popcorn, continued watching the tablet, continued reading the documents on cultivating Fire Lotus.

Suddenly, a bronze bowl the size of a millstone was pushed before Bai Mo.

Bai Mo looked up, seeing Big Head presenting a bowl full of hot, fragrant popcorn, brought to him.

Behind Big Head, there were foxes everywhere, a dense mass, staring at their master with dark red eyes.

"Ying ying ying!"

"Ao ao!"

"Ying ying ying!"

Foxes are very cunning. They could sense that their master’s mood wasn’t great. Although they didn’t quite understand why, they still refined this batch of popcorn, giving it to their master to eat, hoping it would cheer him up a bit.

Bai Mo was slightly moved, reaching out to pat his apprentices’ heads, stroke their chubby necks.

"Don’t worry.