eurekapd Chapter 483 271: Is He Truly a Genius? Wine Vessel Flower Shattered in the Wind! (Part 2)
Chapter 483 271: Is He Truly a Genius? Wine Vessel Flower Shattered in the Wind! (Part 2)
Bai Mo and Little Golden Cuff cleaned up all the snack wrappers from the table and threw them into the trash bin, then left without a trace.
In the next room, Mo Lanyou sat cross-legged on a cushion, looking up at the ceiling with an expression devoid of joy or sorrow.
He had already confirmed himself as a once-in-a-millennium extraordinary talent!
Thirty consecutive attempts at the Immortal Grass Destiny Writing Technique had succeeded ten times!
He obtained ten super seeds that have never been seen in history!
The Ancient Immortal within the depths of his eyes was even more dumbfounded, questioning life, wondering if he had underestimated himself.
This disciple, so abnormal?
Why didn't I notice before?
Mo Lanyou picked up another seed, casually performing the Immortal Grass Destiny Writing Technique once more!
Whoosh...
Flames licked it, leaving only a wisp of flying ash.
"Ha, no fear.
"Once more!"
...
A fierce wind swept into the Bronze Hall.
Behind the Bronze Table, Bai Mo held a pot of Imitation Vine, frowning as he observed.
His Divine Sense had already exploded forth, infiltrating the cells of the Imitation Vine, even observing the biochemical reactions within.
"It was right under my nose, almost forgot this is also one of the Calamity Grass.
"Perhaps within it, I can find the Primordial Immortal Qi of the Neuro Domain?"
Bai Mo speculated that the Primordial Immortal Qi of the Neuro Domain had something fishy about it!
Even if it existed, it wouldn't be something observable through conventional means.
After researching the Imitation Vine for a long time with no results, he planted a Crystal Green Bean in the pot. As the vine began to break through the Crystal Green Bean's bark, he continued to observe, focusing intently on the vine's internal biochemical reactions.
Swish...
Outside, Big Flower Arm stopped the car and unloaded a stack of documents.
"Eep..."
It was about to call out but spotted Small and Big Eyes and Butterfly Knot making shushing gestures inside the hall, and saw the serious expression of the master behind the Bronze Table, even slightly lowering his head, pressing his forehead against the Imitation Vine in full concentration.
It quickly tiptoed, wagging its tail, lightly and stealthily entering the hall, and gently set down the documents.
"Is that the Primordial Immortal Qi?"
Bai Mo lifted his head, frowning.
Just now, within the cells of the Imitation Vine, he seemed to have observed a faintly bizarre fluctuation but couldn't be sure.
This fluctuation was so small, it was hard to discern, hard to capture.
"Something's off."
Just then, three disciples arrived, carrying the washed documents.
Bai Mo chuckled and then pulled the disciples close, holding them as he read through the documents.
"Eh? What's this? A transaction record?"
[...We requested to trade with Yaochi Holy Land, wanting to obtain their research records on the Calamity Grass...]
[...Book Pavilion Holy Land also refused us, their Immortal Grass Destiny Writing Technique seems to have benefited partially from the Calamity Grass...]
There wasn't much valuable information on the Copper Plates.
From the snippets, Bai Mo learned that the Cyan Moon Pill Palace attempted to purchase research data on the Calamity Grass from the Holy Land back in the day?
"This... makes sense.
"The Cyan Moon Pill Palace lacked the capacity to research Calamity Grass, having a few thousand acres of medicinal fields ravaged by the Black Ghost Eye, so they sought to buy some data from the Holy Land.
"Did they get it?"
Bai Mo continued to peruse the stack of documents.
He searched all the way to the bottom but found no purchased data.
"Uh..."
The three fox disciples had already scampered off.
Small and Big Eyes and Butterfly Knot began organizing the documents the master had reviewed.
Big Flower Arm dashed toward the hall's door to get back to work.
Suddenly, Bai Mo paused for a moment.
"Big Flower Arm, go on a trip with the master!"
...
North Suburb Base dormitory building.
The largest room on the top floor was empty, filled only with a dense mass of vine silks spreading from the floor, climbing up the walls, sealing the door, covering the windows, and even plastering over the ceiling.
On the empty bed, white mist suddenly rose.
In the mist, Bai Mo sat up, holding Big Flower Arm.
He drew away the vine silks sealing the room, hearing hurried footsteps outside.
"Quickly, quickly to the first-floor conference room! There are Ghost Messengers patrolling the sky in Beihai City, let's go see!"
Beihai City?
A bit far!
Bai Mo's Heart Thought moved, and at an altitude of twenty thousand meters above his head, the Fire Toad Balloon flew eastward, heading straight for Beihai City!
Then he put on his coat, holding the disciple, pushed open the dormitory door, and deftly proceeded to the first-floor conference room.
...
The conference room was brightly lit, and the atmosphere was serious, with dozens of people already present.
Chairman Chen Shu was in pajamas, draping a coat over himself.
Mo Lanyou, with dark circles under his eyes, looked as though he hadn't slept.
Zhang Shan, Committee Member Gu Lin, and others were also present.
Everyone either stood up front or found a place to casually sit down, all with somber expressions, looking at the projection screen.
Bai Mo sat down holding his disciple.
The large screen displayed a deep blue night sky!
The voice of the Immortal Committee of Beihai City was transmitted.
"Good evening, everyone.
"Ghost Messengers patrolling the sky have come to Beihai City.
"Our unmanned combat drones have already taken off, capturing the most valuable footage for everyone!"
The large screen was split into several sections, capturing the sky from different angles.
Bai Mo saw, under the deep blue night sky, beneath the stars and moon, indeed huge white shadows, like smoke and mist, topped with ghost faces, extending ghost claws, patrolling and flying, just like aimlessly drifting jellyfish or swimming fish, moving through the high heavens.
Zhang Shan sat down next to Bai Mo.
"Eh? Wasn't it said they couldn't be filmed?"
Bai Mo guessed.
"Digital lenses can't capture them.
"This could possibly be... a specialized film camera?"
As they spoke, several perspectives on the big screen suddenly shook violently, transforming into snowflake noise, presumably as the drones were destroyed by the Ghost Messengers patrolling the sky.
The big screen switched to dual perspectives.
One shot was from the ground upward, capturing the sky.
The other was capturing the scene, seemingly on a skyscraper's celestial platform, where over ten people stood in Immortal Committee uniforms, backs straight, facing the high heavens in the midst of a fierce wind.