Master of Ten Thousand Foxes-Chapter 270 - 169: Fox Claw Cactus Detector, Immortal Flesh and Blood

In the grand hall, Bai Mo cradled his three disciples, stroked their chubby heads, and gazed at the weeds planted in the toilet on the desk, unable to find peace in his heart.

The essence of a dream?

Or should I say... the aura of the Dream Origin?

This dream holds an extremely high rank!

Bai Mo, like the Ancient Immortals, can only control dreams, use dreams, but cannot own dreams, let alone access the Dream Origin!

But now, within the grass in front of him, there is actually a trace of Dream Origin? Extremely scarce, almost undetectable, Dream Origin?

"This...

"Although the amount is small, it can't hide its high rank!

"If I could gather more, who knows, it might have marvelous uses.

"Even allowing me more understanding and research of this dream? A stronger control?"

The three disciples listened to their master mumbling to himself, and then looked at the grass planted in the toilet on the table, their fox eyes widened.

In their view, isn't this just weeds?

If it appeared in the herb field, they wouldn't even bother with weeds of this level.

But!

Since the master treasures it so!

They exchanged glances, and their expressions became serious...

This must be a treasure lost from Fox Mountain!

"Ow ow ow?"

"Eek eek eek?"

"Eek eek eek?"

They raised their heads, looking at their master... should they retrieve all this grass?

...

Inside the dark thatched cottage.

Round Stone Ancient Immortal held the edge of the medicine barrel, looking at the chubby disciple inside.

He glanced at the thick, murky red medicine soup in the barrel and the slender tapeworms swimming back and forth within it.

He watched as a tapeworm burrowed towards the chubby disciple's armpit, aiming to drill through the pores into the disciple's flesh...

"Hmm..."

The chubby disciple suddenly straightened his back, his body convulsing, his face flushed, clenching his teeth, sweat dripping from his forehead. It seemed as though he was enduring some kind of torture!

Round Stone Ancient Immortal grinned and reached under the disciple's armpit to pull out the tapeworm, holding it in his hand.

"Still no good.

"You can't understand the tapeworm breathing method, thus you can't absorb these tapeworms.

"But... if there were more of that kind of grass, perhaps, it could help you complete this third cultivation!"

In the dimly lit hut, master and disciple both had eyes shining with excitement!

Round Stone Ancient Immortal's voice was filled with urgency and greed.

"Hold on, I'll arrange to find that grass!"

He left the chubby disciple behind, stood up, and left the thatched cottage, heading outside to find Xue Yong who was practicing boxing.

Only to see the gently flowing stream reflecting the cloudy sky, Xue Yong by the riverside, training with sweat trickling down his head, practicing vigorously.

Round Stone Ancient Immortal approached, smiling, and got him to stop.

"You're training well!

"Take a break, and tell me about the Immortal Grass you found.

"That thing is quite interesting, I really like it.

"How did you find it?

"Are there more? Can you find more?"

Round Stone Ancient Immortal sat cross-legged on the ground, gesturing for Xue Yong to sit down as well. Master and disciple talked knee to knee.

Xue Yong was flattered, smiled broadly, seeing Zhang Shan and Lu Yang in the distance, returning with Stone Slabs to wash. Suddenly, he felt like the Immortal's favored disciple, feeling even happier.

"Master, I found this Immortal Grass purely by intuition.

"I thought its shape looked like a human, so I picked it."

Like a human?

Round Stone Ancient Immortal furrowed his brows, suddenly feeling uneasy.

Can resembling a human also be considered a trait?

How much resemblance is considered resembling?

The ancient immortal pulled out a blade of grass from the nearby mud.

This grass had been trodden on by Xue Yong during boxing practice and was now broken.

"Does this grass look like a human?"

Xue Yong glanced at it.

"Not really?"

The ancient immortal adjusted the grass to stand more prominently.

"Does it look like a human now?"

Xue Yong looked again.

"Like... like a human stick."

The ancient immortal rolled his eyes. Damn, this guy has quite a rich vocabulary.

The ancient immortal fiddled some more, giving the grass arms and legs.

"Does it look like a person now?"

Xue Yong beamed.

"Yes! Yes! Master, you are really good!"

The ancient immortal sighed, silently contemplating a curse he was unsure whether to utter.

Turns out, after all this fuss, Xue Yong couldn't distinguish this type of grass at all. His picking one was like a blind cat catching a dead rat.

The ancient immortal pondered, what to do now?

Finding Immortal Grass by appearance and shape was already difficult, and very inaccurate!

The ancient immortal could discern that this grass contained a thread of vital essence and something else. As for what that something else was, the ancient immortal was uncertain.

He contemplated for a while, gritted his teeth, furrowed his brows, and lifted Xue Yong's shirt, revealing his abs.

After long training, Xue Yong's abs were quite striking, with high muscle separation, and a deep groove between the abdominal muscles.

Xue Yong froze, "Master, what are you doing..."

The ancient immortal ignored him and bit off a small strip of meat from his plump palm, bloody and raw, pinched it, and stuffed it into the groove of Xue Yong's abs.

This strip of meat took root upon contact with Xue Yong's muscles, sprouting small flesh shoots that burrowed deeper into the abs!

Xue Yong felt a tingling, creepy sensation in his belly, goosebumps rising on his back.

He could feel that the small strip of meat was subtly pulsing!

Moreover... he was starting to feel hungry!

The ancient immortal's face turned serious.

"I have a few words to tell you, remember them well!

"First, this strip of meat must not be seen by anyone, otherwise, you will die.

"Second, you now go to the realm, to find this type of grass for me.

"When you feel as if someone is near you, but in fact there is no one, there is such grass nearby.

"Third, every time you find one, immediately enter the dream, come back and deliver it to me."