So... the puppets of the high-ranking immortals are all disposable.
A slave, a dicine person, or a soup man, can only be made into a disposable puppet, can only entertain once, can only revel once, can only receive cheers once.
But the high-ranking immortals don’t care...
Bai Mo looked at the docunt, clicked his tongue, and felt a chill running down his spine.
According to the records in the docunt, a thousand-year tug-of-war has been waged between the Celestial Immortals and the Puppet Theater.
Throughout the millennia, Fallen Immortals occasionally erged, establishing puppet theaters, which led to countless bloody revelries.
Throughout the millennia, the Celestial Immortals have been active, investigating puppet theaters, and hunting down the immortals who made puppets.
Moreover, this issue was not limited to the Dan Kingdom.
The Nine Great Immortal Kingdoms all had their unique puppet gladiator arenas.
The nine paths all had their unique puppet transformation techniques.
Moreover, this issue was not limited to the lower sequences.
Upper and lower are only relative terms.
The Fireman on the console can control the soup man puppets in the gladiator arena.
The Master of Communication on the control platform can also make Firen into puppets and throw them into the arena!
Even puppets of Sequence Six and Sequence Five... have appeared before!
...
In the dark hall, the sound of the fox disciples bragging and sighing occasionally echoed.
Bai Mo sat by the bed, holding a coarse stone slab, slling the damp, earthy scent of the slab, as if catching the scent of frenzy and blood.
"This is truly... terrifying."
He put down the stone slab and picked up a copper plate to continue reading.
This copper plate recorded the capture and execution of Fallen Immortals over the past twenty years.
So committed the cri of making puppets, while others violated other celestial laws, but all were tried and executed.
It seems that in the Ancient Immortal Dynasty, before the advent of cataclysm and pollution, order could still prevail, and the Celestial Immortals could suppress the Fallen Immortals!
Though the Fallen Immortals were frantic, they could only scurry about like rats crossing the street.
Bai Mo already knew what happened next.
"When the cataclysm arrived, pollution occurred, too many immortals beca contaminated, inexplicably fell, the situation reversed, and civilization was thus overturned... Alas."
Bai Mo let out a long sigh.
Suddenly, he sensed warmth beside him and heard two sighs.
It turned out to be Black Ears and White Ears, these two creatures leaning against the master’s shoulders on both sides, staring with dark red eyes, and reading the docunt with their master.
Even though they couldn’t understand it... participation was key!
The master sighed, so they followed suit and sighed as well.
Even though they didn’t know why the master sighed... yet again, participation was key!
Bai Mo grinned, hugging the two creatures on each side into his arms, rubbing their chubby necks, tickling their chubby bellies, making them curl up and smile crookedly.
"Whimpering!"
"Whimpering!"
The events of the Ancient Immortal Dynasty were already history, and Bai Mo was too lazy to think about it, pondering at the mont.
"The Eighteen Layers of Hell is probably the base of the Celestial Immortals, right?
"Wouldn’t such a violent organization have so fierce immortal techniques?
"Perhaps... sothing good can be unearthed."
...
Autumn in West State City was a little cooler.
On a lively weekend, in a trendy barbecue restaurant, young n and won wore their new autumn clothes, drank beer, ate barbecue, chatted, and laughed.
Bai Mo was holding his disciple, White Bracelet, sitting by the window in the barbecue restaurant, looking at the steaming little grill and the large platter of skewers that had just been served by the waiter.
"So... this is my task for today?"
He looked up at Su Yaoyao, who was sitting across the table.
Su Yaoyao was still dressed in a long skirt, overlaid with a white knitted cardigan. Her fluffy, wavy long hair accentuated her delicate chin and slender white neck.
She raised her head, looking smug.
"Yeah, this is your task for today!"
The task Bai Mo received was to go on an outside assignnt with Su Yaoyao.
He thought it might be so field survey or secret calculations, but unexpectedly, Su Yaoyao brought him to a barbecue restaurant!
"Isn’t there a mistake?"
Bai Mo took out his phone, checked the committee’s official app, and saw the task details were... "Committee mber Su Yaoyao’s on-site arrangent."
The person who issued the task was Chairman Chen Shu. That little old man was always serious and couldn’t possibly issue a task randomly.
"So... did you steal the chairman’s account?
"And issued this task?"
Su Yaoyao had already started focusing on grilling the at, and upon hearing Bai Mo’s question, she rolled her eyes.
"Nonsense!
"This task was personally issued by him.
"The first item of the specific content is for you to eat barbecue with ."
Oh?
What kind of mischief is this?
Bai Mo couldn’t understand, so he simply stopped pondering and looked at his disciple, White Bracelet, in his arms.
"Do you know how to barbecue?"
White Bracelet stood up in his master’s arms, puffing out his chest, and patted his chest!
"Ying ying ying!"
He imdiately reached out his paw to grab the skewers from the plate and started grilling!
...
Having this al with Su Yaoyao wasn’t very peaceful.
In a barbecue restaurant, there were quite a few custors who recognized the guy, constantly coming up to request selfies.
"Sister Yaoyao, let’s take a picture together!"
"Haha, sure."
"Sister Yaoyao, where’s Red Treasure? I miss it so much!"
"The space in the store is narrow, not convenient to bring it here. I’ll do a live stream tonight, co to see it!"
Su Yaoyao’s business attitude was great; regardless of whether they were fans young or old, male or female, she responded with a smiling face, soft-spoken, and posed elegantly for photos.
Across the table, Bai Mo and White Bracelet were grilling and eating skewer after skewer, one man and one fox, their mouths full of oil.
Finally, Su Yaoyao had a mont of peace.
She glanced around to ensure no one was paying attention, then sneakily picked up a skewer of crispy, aromatic beef, leaned forward, her long arm reaching across the table with the skewer.
Hmm?
Bai Mo was stunned for a mont.
Awo?
White Bracelet was also bewildered.
He had heard from fellow disciples that after coming to the present world with the master, there would be pretty won offering food.
These won were all friends of the master, the courtesy was necessary.
"Awo..."
He opened his mouth wide, biting toward the skewer Su Yaoyao offered, but Su Yaoyao lifted it out of reach.
"Ah? Wait a mont, darling, this skewer isn’t for you!"
"Expert Bai Mo, quick, this is your second task today, accept Sister Yaoyao’s offering!"
Bai Mo frowned and backed away.
"I refuse."
He slled sothing fishy!
As a legitimate academic expert of the committee, he sold his mathematical knowledge, not sothing else.
Soone else approached upon seeing Su Yaoyao, happily coming over, "Sister Yaoyao! Is that you?"
Su Yaoyao quickly lowered the skewer into White Bracelet’s mouth, then turned and smiled, engaging with fans and taking selfies.
After the fans left, she simply got up and sat opposite Bai Mo at the table, sitting next to Bai Mo, shoulder to shoulder.
She lowered her voice, with a slightly complaining tone.
"Why aren’t you eating quickly? Many people know here, it’d be pretty embarrassing if they see feeding you!"
"Why don’t we skip the second task and directly start the third one?"
"You feed ?"
"Quickly, don’t let anyone see!"
Bai Mo turned his face to look at her, always feeling sothing was off.
"What does Chairman Chen Shu an by issuing this task?"
"Sister Yaoyao, what’s up with you?"
Then Su Yaoyao hesitated for a mont, her big, glistening eyes, watery pupils reflecting Bai Mo, gesturing for him to lean in.
Could this task really have depth?
Bai Mo leaned his ear over.
White Bracelet stood on tiptoe in his master’s arms, ears perked up, leaning closer, only to be pressed down by Su Yaoyao, refusing it to listen.
Bai Mo felt Su Yaoyao’s hair falling onto his shoulder, her lips getting close to his ear, exhaling a hot, moist breath.
He heard Su Yaoyao whispering.
"I’m about to ascend to Sequence Seven."
Bai Mo smirked.
This he knew.
"My ascension this ti... is forced, quite risky."
"Chairman Chen Shu asked , over the past twenty-sothing years, were there any regrets?"
"I said, I haven’t had a single romance."
"At least I should experience it once before ascending!"
"He... he helped issue this task."
"Otherwise... if ascension fails and I’m gone, wouldn’t I be at a huge loss!"
Upon saying this, Su Yaoyao bit her silver teeth, her tone fierce, yet tears shimred in her eyes.
Imdiately, she saw Bai Mo straighten up, showing a cold smile to her.
"Sorry, that’s not possible."
"I have principles."
"Performance, not love."
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