Chapter 450: Chapter 255: Immortal Qi Vine Armor, So Terrifying! Red Tube Grass Juice Technique (2)

Buzz... The car engine roared.

Swoosh... The car tires scraped against the mountain rocks.

Rumble... The mountain trembled again!

Black Necklace drove the car recklessly, slammed the accelerator, rolled over the rocks, and dashed down the mountain!

The mountain shook intermittently as he charged forward.

He was only focused on gripping the steering wheel and fiercely stepping on the accelerator!

...

At the entrance of the collapsed cave, dozens of foxes wielded shovels and dashed forward, tails hoisted, frantically digging!

Two excavators that arrived first approached, their buckets descending to start gnawing at the earth!

White Necklace’s excavator bucket, like a giant flower with a wide mouth, approached the center of the collapsed cave entrance, ready to dig. Suddenly, beneath the bucket, the soil and rocks shifted, round-round figures squeezed out from inside.

"Huh?"

He stopped the excavator lever, eyes wide.

"Huh?"

The fellow disciples next to him, waving shovels, also froze.

"Huh?"

Quanquan Hu and the other three, who were preparing to grab stones with Immortal Qi Vine Armor, all stood still as well.

"Huh?"

Black Ears, who had just crawled out wearing Immortal Qi Vine Armor, also froze.

Why so many fellow disciples? Such a grand scene? Such a massive array?

What posture or expression should he strike to be appropriate?

"Yip yip yip!"

"Hoo hoo hoo!"

Quanquan Hu, White Ears, and Big Flower Arm rushed forward, hugging Black Ears and jumping excitedly!

No matter what, Black Ears was safe, he came out alive, and that’s wonderful!

A group of fellow disciples either tossed aside their shovels or jumped off the excavator, all gathered around to check on Black Ears, patting his shoulder.

Then, they heard Black Ears recount the brief time he was buried...

"Yip yip yip, hoo hoo hoo yip yip..."

He shattered the wall behind him, but it was just mud behind it. He got stuck and couldn’t escape immediately.

After the cave collapse, he was completely crushed by the pressure from all directions, engulfed in darkness.

Fearing he would suffocate... suddenly, his helmet released a cool breeze, allowing him to breathe.

He initially planned to lie there and wait for rescue... but a slight movement of his front and back paws made him realize the pressure from the mud, soil, and rocks wasn’t as solid, so he shrugged his shoulders and wriggled his way out from the pressure.

"Yip yip yip!"

He swam through a pool of mud!

"Hoo hoo hoo!"

He smashed a giant rock!

"Yip yip yip!"

He burrowed through a patch of sandy soil!

Standing amidst his fellow disciples, he proudly recounted his escape.

The fellow disciples widened their eyes and mouths, full of astonishment.

"Huh? Yip yip hoo hoo?"

Suddenly, a fox realized that maybe this new set of Immortal Qi Vine Armor was too formidable?

The foxes turned their gaze toward the Immortal Qi Vine Armor that carried Black Ears to escape, ascended to heaven, and burrowed out of the mountain.

They saw this vine armor, made from tough vines, with vine silk lining, vine silk gloves, shoes, and a large vine silk tail.

Even though it had just burrowed through the mountain, every woven vine and piece of vine silk hadn’t gotten a single scratch!

...

Inside the Bronze Hall.

Bai Mo sat behind the desk, having just finished reading the documents sent by his disciples, and continued his research on flowers.

As for the prison cave collapse... he didn’t worry at all.

This set of Immortal Qi Vine Armor was designed primarily with durability, resilience, and safety in mind!

It also had the immense strength boost from the Purple Earth Dragon Origin Immortal Qi!

"Hmph! Even back then, Sun Wukong, if he wore such a set, could have burrowed out of the Five Finger Mountain."

Bai Mo casually mocked, then grinned.

And so, he sat on the sofa, sometimes observing, sometimes contemplating, sometimes sketching, and time unknowingly passed.

The car outside came again, White Earrings yowled as he rushed in, unloading a pile of documents, instruments of torture, chains...

"All dug out from that mountain?"

After that recent incident, the disciples became bolder and more reckless while digging in the mountain, uncovering documents even faster.

Bai Mo patted White Earrings on the head, then casually picked up a document and began to read.

[...the dosage of poison in the meals of Sequence Six prisoners...]

Huh?

Feeding poison to prisoners at every meal?

Bai Mo tugged at the corner of his mouth.

He had heard of this before. But seeing it for real, it did make one lament... quite barbaric.

Most of these documents were of little value, just some prison operational guidelines, instructions for using instruments of torture.

Occasionally there were a couple, inscribed with prisoner details, but so blurry, only fragments visible, of no substantial value.

Bai Mo got off the sofa, rummaged through the instruments of torture, and found they were just some branding irons, hooks, copper bowls.

"Seems quite similar to those in TV series, doesn’t it?

"For the grand Ancient Immortal Dynasty, nothing fresh, nothing fierce?

"Is this hook for hooking the scapula?

"Is the copper bowl for holding chili water?"

As Bai Mo rummaged through, he discovered two segments of copper bone... the copper bone of a Poisonous Snake Lock.

He fumbled with them, wiped off the dirt, only to find the Immortal Qi circuits inside the copper bone had corroded and were unusable.

There was also a bronze poisonous snake head, its mouth full of dirt, dried grass wound around its fangs.

Bai Mo knocked out the dirt and removed the dried grass from the fangs.

He looked inside the snake’s mouth.

"Oh? The Immortal Qi circuits had corroded away too."

This pile of junk had no value.

Just about to call the disciples to dispose of it, Bai Mo suddenly noticed the dried grass he had just removed from the poisonous snake fangs.

"This..."

The dried grass was two strands in total, knotted together, resembling dry straw, dirt-covered, decayed, exposing shredded fibers.

At first glance, just ordinary grass.

But when Bai Mo looked at it, his Spiritual Sense was subtly stirred, as if seeing something eerie... like noticing a colorful snake slither under your bed before sleep, unsure if it was real, afraid to check, unwilling to reach out, that kind of feeling.

"What is this thing?

"Did the prison truly yield something profound?"

Bai Mo used his Divine Sense for a detailed probe... verifying that the grass had only a thin fibrous skin left, nothing else, unable to determine its type.

"No big deal, just wait for the disciples to excavate more."

Even before the disciples unearthed documents, they would do a preliminary cleaning. Perhaps many grasses like this had already been cleaned out?

Bai Mo handed the two dried grasses to Butterfly Knot beside him.

"Drive and tell Quanquan Hu they need more of this grass!"

...

Time slowly passed.

The hall grew dimmer, twilight streaming through the holes in the ceiling.

Small and Big Eyes, Butterfly Knot, and White Ears spread out a heap of dried grass, carefully cleaning off the dirt.

They used their claws to wipe, blew with their mouths, not daring to wash with water... these millennia-old grass fibers would turn to mush with a wash.

Beside them, Bai Mo held a Bronze Plate, gently brushed it, reading its sketches and text.

The sketch depicted a humanoid hedgehog... a few simple strokes, outlining a person covered in protruding spikes.

The text recorded a prison-specific Immortal Technique.

"Red Tube Grass Juice Technique..."

It turned out that the Ancient Immortal Dynasty often needed to imprison some Sequence Six Fallen Immortals.

Before imprisonment, one would naturally empty the Primordial Immortal Qi from their Knowledge Containers, to prevent any mischief.

Yet these Fallen Immortals would still employ various means to stash remnants of Primordial Immortal Qi within their bodies.

For instance, hiding a few drops of Primordial Immortal Qi in the folds of their chest, under their belly, in the dead skin of their heels... myriad tactics, hard to guard against, hoping to use that Qi to escape and regain freedom.

Bai Mo clicked his tongue as he read on, recalling films about master escape artists.

As he continued reading, the Celestial Immortals of the Ancient Immortal Dynasty were no pushovers. They devised all sorts of methods to thoroughly drain the convicts.

For instance, this Red Tube Grass Juice Technique was a genius creation of an Ancient Immortal, gradually spreading, gaining popularity across the Nine Kingdoms.

This technique required the insertion of an Immortal Grass known as "Red Tube Grass" into six hundred and seven acupoints of the criminal, turning them into a hedgehog. By using Red Tube Grass’s property of drawing out Primordial Immortal Qi, they would drain the criminal clean!