And that slender, aged hand erged from the magma lake once again, opening its palm to reveal a bloodshot eye of a middle-aged man!
The eye looked left and right, then gazed at the rainstorm curtain in the sky.
Finally, the eye closed, and the slender, aged hand retracted back into the magma lake.
...
Fox Mountain, the dormitory hall.
The disciples crowded around their master, forming a furry mountain of foxes.
At this mont, they all widened their eyes, looking at the image in mid-air.
The master said, the toad’s eye has been upgraded, no longer afraid of cloud seas or downpours, and can see clearly.
Indeed, they saw the image in mid-air becoming hazy and changing...
"Ying ying ying!"
"Awo awo awo!"
"Ying ying ying!"
Amidst their cheers, the image returned to the Little Volcano!
The image jumped several tis...
On the Little Volcano, the rain continued to fall. Several dozen committee mbers, all wearing raincoats, ran back and forth on the slippery mountain paths.
At the small house on the mountain top, Tie Shiba stood at the entrance, looking at his phone, his brows tightly knitted, his face dark.
"Awo?"
"Ying?"
The foxes all noticed sothing seed amiss?
What happened?
Could it be soone is really stealing the volcano?
Bai Mo positioned the cara so that the screen could capture Tie Shiba’s phone, zooming in on it for all the disciples to see.
On Tie Shiba’s phone screen, a live stream was playing.
[Strange People Studio Temporary Live Room]
[Live Streaming the Theft of West Ridge Small Volcano]
The live stream took place in a luxuriously decorated, extraordinarily large room... It turned out Strange People Studio, through unknown ans, had distanced themselves far from West Ridge, location unknown.
The cara’s focal point was a muscular man.
He was robustly built, with a shaved head, sitting cross-legged on the ground, naked, his body curled up.
On him were so small items like candles, water cups, and nails, looking quite peculiar.
This setup in the live stream attracted a barrage of ridiculing comnts.
[What the heck, is this performance art?]
[Okay, I admit your muscles are well-toned]
[Is this how you steal the West Ridge Small Volcano?]
[My God, this is so awkward]
...
Fox Mountain, the dormitory hall, the disciples also didn’t quite understand, each holding an ice grape tea, glancing towards the master.
Bai Mo smacked his lips, scrutinizing closely.
"Do you all think, this muscular man sitting cross-legged, curling up his body, does his current pose resemble West Ridge Small Volcano?
"He’s cosplaying the Little Volcano!"
The disciples were all taken aback.
"Awo?"
"Ying?"
Really?
Bai Mo quickly switched to the Fire Toad’s perspective, overlooking the Little Volcano from various high angles.
Then switched back to the live stream, watching the bald muscular man.
The disciples furrowed their brows, pondering earnestly... If they had to say, the bald muscular man sitting there, his body from legs to waist to shoulders to head, narrowed consecutively. His pose, in outline, compared to the Little Volcano, did actually bear so resemblance?
Bai Mo switched perspectives back and forth, pointing things out to the disciples.
"The muscular man holds a water cup between his left collarbone indentation"
"And the left side of the Little Volcano’s midsection has a puddle."
...
"The muscular man’s abs hold a lit candle."
"A torch is stuck in the middle of Little Volcano’s slope."
...
"The muscular man’s toes pin a nail."
"In the land at the foot of Little Volcano, a tal stake is planted."
...
"The muscular man’s ear holds a toothpick."
"Near the top of Little Volcano, beside these rocks, a wooden stake is buried here."
...
"On the muscular man’s head, there’s also a small stone."
"Floating in the magma lake atop the Little Volcano is a half-glazed green stone."
Bai Mo, while adjusting perspectives, pointed out the tricks to the disciples.
The disciples, with their pairs of fox eyes, stared at the rapidly switching screen, nodding as they listened to the master speak.
"Awo awo awo."
"Ying ying ying."
"Awo awo awo."
So many features can be matched, the master is truly remarkable!
Bai Mo couldn’t help but sigh.
"Is this what an Array is?
"Such an enigmatic field of knowledge."
He could only see the surface.
As for the mysteries and principles inside, he was entirely at a loss.
"This field of study... feels far less reliable than Alchemy Dao.
"But what thod are they actually going to use to steal the Little Volcano?"
...
In West Ridge, the rain cos quickly and leaves just as fast. In a rush, the clouds disperse and the rain stops.
On the mountaintop, Tie Shiba walks out of the small house, stepping into the puddles, listening to the committee mbers’ reports.
"...A torch has been planted halfway up the mountain, it can’t be extinguished by water."
"...At the foot of the mountain we found an iron stake, several of us tried to pull it out, but couldn’t!"
"...A wooden stake we just found has already worn down the blades of our chainsaw, it can’t be sawed through."
Tie Shiba’s face grew increasingly grim.
The placents by Strange People Studio are not hard to find; the committee mbers found them all in one round.
But the bizarre thing is that those objects can’t be destroyed!
The iron stake inserted into the soil couldn’t be pulled out, as if it weighed a thousand pounds, as if it grew together with the entire mountain.
The wooden stake on the mountainside couldn’t be removed, couldn’t be sawed through, couldn’t be chopped down; it was as if it were made of the hardest tal, if the mountain couldn’t be destroyed, neither could it.
And there was a puddle, it was actually being replenished by underground water, never running dry, not even when pumped with a suction machine.
"Damn it, this is really bizarre!"
He casually opened Strange People Studio’s livestream, only to see new developnts.
On the livestream screen, a second person appeared... skinny, in shabby clothes, with curly hair all over his head, none other than Zhang Qiren.
He pinched a small stone on the muscle man’s head with his fingers, pressing it downwards, letting the stone roll slowly from the top of the muscle man’s head to his forehead.
Tie Shiba suddenly had a bad feeling...
"The position of this stone is moving downwards, does this an..."
His secretary rushed over from afar.
"Committee mber, it’s bad news, the water level of the magma lake is dropping!"
...
On Fox Mountain.
Bai Mo and his disciples quickly switched between scenes watching the images floating in mid-air.
They saw Zhang Qiren moving the stone on the strongman’s head.
And also saw the water level of the magma lake atop the Little Volcano dropping.
The half-glass stone floating on the magma lake also descended along with it.
"Huh?
"Is that the principle?
"That cos-thed muscular man was actually a remote control?
"The stone on the muscle man’s head drops, and the water level of the magma lake of the Little Volcano also follows suit?
"The magma of the West Ridge Small Volcano will vanish.
"But one wonders where a new volcano might erge, spewing magma.
"Is this what they an by stealing a volcano?"
The foxes looked at each other, then they all turned to their master.
Bai Mo furrowed his brows.
The principle... they all understood.
However... with the magma gone, what will happen to Fox Mountain’s ’Volcanic Smoke Sponge’?
Bai Mo raised his hand, signaling his disciples to be patient.
The scene switched to Tie Shiba’s place, to see what the Committee says first!
Tie Shiba just happened to answer a phone call.
"Hello?"
"Hello? Committee mber Tie Shiba, I’m Cai Xiaozhen."
Tie Shiba promptly nodded, perked his ears up to listen carefully.
This Cai Xiaozhen is the most skilled Array Master in Shangjing, having just broken through to Sequence Eight a month ago.
"...As you can see, the West Ridge Small Volcano has been arranged with an array.
"That magma wasn’t originally belonging to West Ridge, located improperly, its earth aura unstable, making it particularly easy to be stolen.
"If you want to keep this magma, you must break the array as soon as possible!
"Have you found all the five array eyes of tal, wood, water, fire, and earth?"
"Breaking the array is simple to say.
"Just dismantle all five array eyes, and the array will break!"
Tie Shiba furrowed his brows.
"We’ve indeed found the array eyes, and we’ve tried dismantling them.
"But... those things are really tricky, they can’t be dismantled."
On the other end of the call, Cai Xiaozhen wasn’t surprised.
"The array eyes have rged with the Little Volcano, integrated with the Earth Vein; breaking the array is akin to collapsing a mountain, naturally not easy!
"Ordinary ans won’t suffice, and there isn’t ti.
"We need the most powerful Immortal Technique!
"Additionally, we need to consider the mutual generation and restraint of the five elents, the type of Immortal Technique, and the process of breaking the array.
"I’ll email the detailed process flowchart for breaking the array to you."
After Tie Shiba thanked him, he hung up the call.
Sure enough, he saw a new email.
He clicked it open and saw the ’array-breaking process flowchart.’"
"Damn it, it’s so complex?"
This flowchart contains textual explanations, various illustrations, and the array-breaking process, it was exceedingly detailed and extensive. Tie Shiba felt dizzy just by looking at it.
...
On Fox Mountain, Bai Mo adjusted his view, glancing at the array-breaking process flowchart, pondering for two seconds.
"Oh, so that’s how it is."
He looked at his disciples, then found Pang Youyou near his feet.
"Pang Youyou, take the Electric Drill Cactus and go on a business trip."
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