Master of Ten Thousand Foxes
Chapter 485 - 272: Wine Vessel Flower in the Wind, Purple Earth Dragon in Short Supply
On the celestial platform, the roaring night wind could not move the stagnant atmosphere.
Chairman Beihai, a man in his fifties with a stout build and gray stubble, held the blood-soaked and unconsciously lying Beihai Boss, sweat dripping from his forehead.
People surrounded him, some facing him.
Someone spoke.
"Kill her!
"Directly kill her, lest others be transformed into puppets!"
Someone spoke.
"Absolutely no!
"She has protected Beihai too many times!"
Someone spoke.
"The Ancient Immortal Master has issued an ultimatum to me, she must be killed!
"She is the heir of the Linjian Holy Land!"
Someone spoke.
"Within ten breaths, if I don’t kill her, the ancient immortal will turn me into a puppet!
"Do it, Chairman, preserve a useful life!"
All present felt the ancient immortal’s gaze emerge deep within their eyes, a mixture of mocking, grim, or fierce voices!
Each ancient immortal was filled with the desire to attack, to kill this Beihai Boss!
If killing her without puppet transformation was possible, that would be ideal!
If she must be turned into a puppet before killing her, it was worth the price!
Even in Chairman Beihai’s mind, the voice of the Ancient Immortal Master echoed.
"What are you waiting for?
"Are you waiting for me to refine you into a puppet?
"Immediately!
"Now!
"Kill her!"
...
In the West State meeting room, everyone stared at the screen, instinctively holding their breath.
Could the Beihai Boss survive?
A few Immortal Technique Committee members whispered.
"Why didn’t the West State Boss fight last night?"
"Could he not handle the Ghost Messenger’s patrol?"
"Will he go to Beihai today?"
"Probably not."
"Will he go to rescue the Beihai Boss?"
The right and wrong and logic involved made it difficult for them to understand, leaving a strange taste in their hearts.
Mo Lanyou at the front row suddenly turned around, her gaze like lightning, shooting toward the mumbling crowd.
"Everybody shut up!
"The West State Boss is definitely not afraid of him.
"Tonight’s battle happened too quickly for the West State Boss to react in time.
"But if the people of Beihai can stall just for a moment, they might wait for him." 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖
...
Tension ran high on the celestial platform.
Each Immortal Technique Committee member was sweating from their foreheads.
They didn’t want to kill the Beihai Boss, nor did they want to be turned into puppets by the ancient immortal!
In this fleeting moment, confronted with immense pressure, they could hardly bear to look at the blood-soaked figure!
Chairman Beihai held the Beihai Boss, looked again at her face, recognized her as Professor Guan’s daughter, Guan Yuexi, and then pulled a Poisonous Herb Pill from his pocket.
No one could bear to watch!
That Guan Yuexi, who had saved Beihai countless times, was reduced to such an ending?
The laughter of the ancient immortal resonated in the Immortal Technique Committee members’ minds.
"Hahaha."
"Hahahaha."
"Hahaha."
"The heir of the Holy Land must die!"
"Don’t dawdle! Quick, quick, quick!"
Chairman Beihai’s hand trembled slightly as he held the Poisonous Herb Pill.
Finally, he glanced at the counterfeit Wine Vessel Flower that had been shattered with a slap, thinking how great it would be if the flower were real?
Everyone else looked over, seeing the snapped stems and broken leaves swaying in the night wind.
But...
In the next moment, everyone widened their eyes, Chairman Beihai broke into a smile, the wind on the celestial platform suddenly intensified!
The shattered counterfeit Wine Vessel Flower began to grow again amidst the rustling!
The stems grew thicker, new shoots emerged!
Branches grew and flower buds blossomed!
The buds bloomed, emitting a faint fragrance of wine!
The lush green flowers clustered together, shining as if in this night!
The largest flower shaped like a wine vat!
The flowers alongside forming like wine horns!
Chairman Beihai put away the Poisonous Herb Pill, ignoring the voice of the ancient immortal in his mind.
The surrounding people laughed, relaxing.
With this flower’s appearance, the Puppet Immortal Technique was no longer dared to be used.
The Beihai Boss, Guan Yuexi, was safe.
...
"Could it be that the so-called Ghost Messenger’s patrol is a Great Immortal Technique?"
Swipe...
Sitting on the sofa atop the car, facing the mountain wind, crossing vast medicine fields.
Bai Mo observed the medicine fields and his apprentices, pondering.
Though it’s difficult to compare the combat strength of different paths and different Immortal Technique Masters... from past records, Guan Yuexi really wasn’t weak. Yet she lost so decisively this time.
No news from Su Baitao or Wang E’s side.
The Committee had no clues about this "Ghost Messenger’s patrol" either.
Bai Mo’s divine sense activated, the dark and greasy Sharing Stele appeared before him.
The stele remained empty.
"Not a new Sequence Six? Then what is it exactly?"
Swipe...
The car arrived at the destination.
Bai Mo set aside this matter, concealed the Sharing Stele, jumped out of the car, and with apprentices Overalls, Butterfly Knot, and Small and Big Eyes, moved towards the Purple Earth Dragon Medicine Field.
They saw water tank thick stems piercing out from the ground and back into it, dense and dark, stretching endlessly.
Black Star was already waiting.
"Whimper-whimper!
"Awo-awo!"
The Purple Earth Dragon recently seemed strange!
It led the master and brothers deep into the medicine field.
It quickly jumped onto the Purple Earth Dragon stems, pointing a wooden bump to show the master.
"Eh? Why did the Purple Earth Dragon develop a bump?"
This bump was round, hard, and rough on the surface.
Bai Mo reflected, seemingly never encountering the mention of this in the literature?
Black Star jumped around the Purple Earth Dragon’s roots, pointing here and there.
"Whimper-whimper!"
"Awo-awo!"
These bumps were not isolated, appearing everywhere, looking odd.
Bai Mo’s divine sense expanded, examining the Purple Earth Dragon.
Moments later, he concluded.
"This... the level of Primordial Immortal Qi production has not declined.