At this mont, Zhang Shan and Lu Yang’s faces were solemn and their expressions serious. Paired with their uniforms, and the faint bloodstains that could be seen on them, they had undergone a complete transformation from the clumsy students scribbling notes in class earlier, exuding an aura of authority.
"No need to pick them up.
"We’re going to destroy them anyway."
The young reporter was terrified, his face pale.
The mory cards in the cara hadn’t even been pulled out.
The older reporter was slicker, and hurriedly spoke, "Our editor-in-chief..."
Zhang Shan coldly chuckled, pinning the old reporter’s arms behind his back and lifting him up.
"You don’t need to worry about him.
"Go catch his car; it’s already on the way."
...
Both reporters were taken away by Zhang Shan and Lu Yang.
Yu Tingting, Bai Mo, and Fang Xiaoyu stood beside them, sighing.
"These two reporters are quite daring.
"They actually tried to sneak in and take secret photos."
Bang!
Another loud noise echoed throughout the training ground.
Bai Mo looked up, and from his angle, he could see Wu Qingyun practicing swordplay not far away.
She had put on her armor again, wielding an ordinary alloy long sword. The blade was covered with a thin layer of blood, hacking at a thick tal plate!
Such a large tal plate would require considerable effort even with laser cutting or electrical discharge wire cutting...
Yet Wu Qingyun, wielding an ordinary alloy sword rely covered in a layer of blood, with a loud "bang," sliced the tal plate in half!
"Oh? Is the power source that blood?"
On the Sword Immortal Path Sequence Eight, the Blood Sword opens up the Dantian Secret Storage. The immortal qi within the secret storage is nad the Blood Water.
Bai Mo’s divine sense quietly probed out and quickly comprehended the secret of the Blood Water. It turns out the Blood Water adheres to the sword blade, appearing calm but actually moving and vibrating at high speed!
The sword appearing to be sared with blood, in actuality, performs no less than a high-powered, high-hardness electric saw!
If this sword were to strike a human, it would surely cause the skin to break open, splinters to scatter, leaving a large wound!
Is this the power of Sequence Eight on the Sword Immortal Path?
...
Bai Mo and the others did not disturb Wu Qingyun’s cultivation, turning around to leave.
As they walked away, Bai Mo suddenly recalled Chen Anjing, rembering the innocent heads she severed in the mall...
The wounds she carved were smooth and clean... did she use Blood Water on her sword?
If she did, then why were the wounds she made on flesh even smoother and cleaner than those Wu Qingyun made on tal?
Is it due to a stronger control over Blood Water?
Is that what a genius is?
Bai Mo was unsure and didn’t bother to think too much, leaving together with Fang Xiaoyu and Yu Tingting.
...
The sky over Fox Mountain was as always, shrouded in dense clouds.
The fierce wind swept through the mountain mist, across the plaza on the mountain, past the bustling foxes.
Bai Mo sat on a fishing chair, refining the Warming Fire Soup alongside hundreds of fox apprentices!
"Slice the Purple Round Pear imdiately!"
"Straighten the Three-fold Grass for use."
"Soak the silver cotton."
The master’s orders were relayed one by one, and the apprentices promptly carried them out.
...
In the material preparation area outside the alchemy furnace, the foxes were either holding short knives, long swords, or hamrs, processing various short-term herbal materials.
Among them, White Claw wielded a damaged bronze sword, swiftly slicing the Purple Round Pear; after finishing one, with a swipe of its fox claw, the pear slices were neatly arranged in a dish!
The slice wounds of the pear rapidly oxidized upon contact with air, changing from purple to blue... It must be sliced quickly enough to ensure each piece has almost the sa degree of oxidation.
White Claw grinned.
In the past, the senior apprentices were not skilled enough in slicing and couldn’t fulfill this requirent, often giving the master extra trouble. But now, after cultivating swordsmanship, it was sufficient to help the master save such troubles!
...
Between the material preparation area and the alchemy furnace, the foxes ran back and forth, taking freshly cut herbs, or pre-prepared herbs, and according to the master’s orders, putting them into the alchemy furnace.
As the purple round pear slices in the dish oxidized into blue, Flying Legs ca in and took them away, climbing the scaffolding on the east side of the furnace, waiting at the alchemy furnace’s mouth.
The liquid inside the alchemy furnace was boiling, bubbling, and emitting faint red steam, hot enough to scorch!
Flying Legs didn’t mind, holding the pear slices while waiting, its fox eyes fixed until the slices continued to oxidize, changing from blue to green, then orange... At that mont, as per the master’s instructions, it poured them into the alchemy furnace!
It grinned, revealing its fangs.
Previously, it couldn’t grasp the timing for adding herbs, causing the master extra hassle. But now, it is experienced enough to seize fleeting opportunities!
After throwing them in, it turned around and jumped off the scaffolding, leaving space for the senior apprentices waiting to add herbs.
...
At the foot of the alchemy furnace, Big Head and three senior apprentices held long poles in their claws, listening to the master’s commands. Sotis opening or closing valves, or leaving them half open... They’ve refined popcorn several tis in the alchemy furnace and are quite familiar with controlling the valves.
Next to Big Head, Black Tail, Black Nose, and Dark Circles were fanning the flas... Their regular task involved working in the kitchen, burning firewood with great expertise.
At this mont, the blazing fire beneath the alchemy furnace was kindled by them.
The crackling firewood in the fla was added by them.
Various pieces of wood were piled next to them, a chaotic mix of dry and wet wood, so with high oil content, others with low... all were waste materials discarded from the Fox Mountain herb farm. They were accustod to using such wood in the kitchen, effortlessly handling them!
Even leisurely, they took ti to chat in "woo woo woo" fox language with Big Head nearby.
The master’s voice resounded from a distance.
"Turn to high heat!"
Then Black Tail chose two long and thick pieces of Vernicia Fordii wood from the pile and stuffed them into the fire.
Suddenly, the flas soared, tongues of fire dancing wildly, licking the alchemy furnace.
...
Bai Mo reclined on his chair, occasionally looking up at the apprentices, issuing orders to them.
Everyone wasn’t busy, having enough ti to complete tasks. Yet they were all serious, cautious, and dared not be careless.
"Everything is going smoothly."
His divine sense and pill fire entered the alchemy furnace, controlling the burning and transformation of the herbs within.
The divine sense observed the Fire Lotus floating up and down in the furnace. The fla of its petals blended with the pill fire, extending like drifting ribbons, stirring the dicinal soup, brushing over the various herbs within, consuming them into ash and extracting their essence!
The fla of the petals slowly changed color, tinted with various herbal hues, becoming a bizarre dark reddish color.
...
Beside the alchemy furnace, Black Tail, Black Nose, and Dark Circles stared at the fire below.
Dark Circles suddenly felt sothing was off?
The two pieces of Vernicia Fordii wood added just now indeed enlarged the flas and intensified the heat, but why is it that one of the woods seems to have already burned out? Has it turned into ash? This stuff is pretty durable, why is it happening now?
"Woo woo woo?"
"Ying ying ying?"
"Ying ying woo woo?"
The three foxes conversed in fox language about this issue.
They’d never encountered such a situation.
One by one, they scratched their ears and heads, clueless about the reason.
Should they inform the master?
What they didn’t know was, beneath the pile of firewood under the furnace, below the dancing flas, beneath the crackling wood, there had quietly accumulated a pool of black oil! This pool of oil did not burn, quietly hiding there, nestled among the ashes.
Dark Circles told the senior apprentices to hold on and was about to inform the master.
Suddenly, hearing the master’s order again.
"Change to dium heat, close the east-west valves."
Is it ti to adjust the fire again?
Dark Circles decisively raised its front paw, "Woo," called out to get the master’s attention!
It believed that as long as the master noticed, any problem would be discovered, any issue would be resolved!
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