Swish...
On the road, the taxi sped past.
Inside the car, Bai Mo held White Toe, stroked its full, round belly, and wiped its mouth.
"Food of this world has no dicinal power, eating it is just eating."
The car drove past an intersection, with dimly lit and dark alleys on either side.
Bai Mo’s Divine Sense spread out, like tentacles, reaching into the alley...
In the shadows, the garbage bins overflowed, filled with various packaging bags, paper boxes, and sour-slling vegetable leaves, banana peels, waterlon rinds, all surrounded by buzzing flies.
But today, the most attractive to the flies was half a palm-sized piece of human skin!
This piece of skin was half burned, showing the charred outline from the fire.
The remaining half was outlined with strange and eerie runes in black and crimson.
It was that very talisman! Folded into a glove, used to twist off Quan Boya’s finger!
In the car, Bai Mo retracted his Divine Sense.
"Hmm, abandoned already?
"Sequence Seven’s talisman... so willing to part with it?"
The talisman wasn’t just burnt by Bai Mo’s Pill Fire, it also had a trace of dicinal aura left by him, intended to track the mysterious Sequence Seven Talisman Master.
Unexpectedly, that mysterious Sequence Seven Talisman Master decisively discarded the talisman into the trash bin!
"Did a behind-the-scenes boss from sowhere lend a hand?
"Or has a new Sequence Seven in the Talisman Path appeared in West State City?"
Rumors online say the Sequence Seven boss seated in Nantian Heaven City is from the Talisman Path.
And the Sequence Seven boss in Dongguo City is also from the Talisman Path.
...But these ssages are unreliable!
The identities of the current Sequence Seven remain highly secretive, unknown to all.
The presence of Sequence Seven in Nantian and Dongguo is uncertain; it could be real or just fear tactics created by the Committee to deter criminal forces.
Even if it were Sequence Seven, the revealed path may not be truthful.
"Ancient Immortal peers through dreams, unsure when it will descend into this world.
"All Sequence Seven are likely cultivating fervently, right?
"Trying to develop further before the Ancient Immortal descends?"
Bai Mo speculates similarly for other Sequence Seven.
"But this one who swiped the criminal’s finger... does Talisman Dao require fingers for cultivation?"
Bai Mo couldn’t be certain.
The only thing known is that instead of going elsewhere for fingers, this troublemaker ca to West State City, likely up to no good.
"Could it be laying bla on ?
"He escaped quickly this ti. Next ti, when he dares to show his fox tail, he won’t get away with it!"
...
Outside the Golden Emperor Hotel.
A group of experts with notebooks and various instrunts followed Su Yaoyao, conducting investigations everywhere.
They reached the site where Quan Boya fell to his death... the body had been removed, and the ground marked with gray lines outlining Quan Boya’s fallen shape.
The experts discussed fervently.
"Did the West State Alchemist not intervene this ti?"
"It seems so."
"The instrunts cannot detect any trace of dicinal residue."
The expert speaking held beeping instrunts, yet the numbers on the dashboard remained zero.
Su Yaoyao frowned beside him.
"I feel sothing is off.
"He still made a move."
Though Su Yaoyao didn’t understand the instrunts or other paths.
She knew one thing.
"If that one hadn’t intervened, how could Quan Boya, a Sequence Eight, jump to his death like an ordinary person?"
...
On Fox Mountain, clouds gathered thickly, the wind howled.
Among the desolate mountains, the Bronze Hall seed small.
Inside the Bronze Hall, Bai Mo was tinkering with torture instrunts behind a desk, appearing insignificant.
"What is this again?"
He held a bronze short knife, pondered for a mont, and recalled the literature he had read.
"Oh... a bone cutting knife?"
Although torture tools aren’t dicinal recipes, they contain vast knowledge.
Bai Mo used a penalty called ’Scalding Heart’ to stop Quan Boya’s heart in mid-air. The Pill Fire rapidly increased temperature, burning the heart, causing it to halt montarily.
In a torture chamber, this penalty induces imnse stress and pain near death, breaking the psychological defense with survival instinct.
In mid-air, this penalty stops Quan Boya’s heart, halts body function, allowing him to jump to his death like a regular human.
Both penalties and recipes are knowledge; Bai Mo accepts and learns them all!
Maybe, when the Ancient Immortal descends, seemingly insignificant knowledge learnt before could be useful?
Done with the bone cutter, Bai Mo squatted and picked the next item.
"What’s this used for?"
It turned out to be a hollow sphere, sculpted with a beast head, mouth open, revealing a black cavern inside.
Moreover, the beast head’s forehead had a high protruding horn, looking bizarre and mismatched.
"Is it an Immortal Artifact?"
Bai Mo probed with his Divine Sense, finding no Immortal Qi Circuits inside, nor controllable by Divine Sense. It’s rely a simple bronze artifact.
"Also a torture tool?"
But how is this used? Placed on soone’s head?
But the opening isn’t large enough.
Stab people with the high horn?
But the horn isn’t sharp enough.
Bai Mo examined it from above, below, inside.
He felt it with his hands, wiped and tapped it.
Thud!
"Hmm? Why is the sound sowhat loud?
"Oh, the beast head’s open-mouth cavity works as a resonating chamber, similar to a guitar’s body, amplifying the sound?"
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