Chapter 709 - 380: The Life or Death of Ancient Immortal Ma Liu Remains Unknown (2)

At the doorway appeared a tall figure, the hem of a wool coat fluttering, with a small plump red fox perched on the shoulder.

It was Bai Mo!

...

In the pitch-black dream.

A fierce wind rushed into the ruined palace, making the bronze wind lanterns sway, casting flickering shadows.

On the bronze couch, Ancient Immortal Ma Liu lay limp like mud, his face as pale as paper, eyes open yet dull and lifeless.

A group of disciples gathered around the bed, all with peculiar expressions.

The senior disciple, Jiao Su, squatted by the bed, holding the master's wrist, trying to take his pulse.

But he couldn't make out anything... After all, he was only Sequence Eight, and compared to his master, a solid Sequence Four Immortal, his abilities were insignificant.

"Something's wrong here."

"What's really going on?"

That day, Master went up to the Bronze Altar, planning to visit old friends in Douluo Heaven and steal the Alchemy Furnace.

But shortly after, the Bronze Altar suddenly collapsed, shattering into pieces on the ground.

Master fell from it, spitting blood, completely limp.

Even up to now, although still breathing and eyes not closed, he hasn't said a word.

"Didn't Master say that the Douluo Immortal Thief Society has been stealing from Douluo Heaven for years, with a wealth of experience?

"But why was it such a failure this time? Doesn't make sense!"

Jiao Su was also at a loss.

"Perhaps... after millions of years, something changed in Douluo Heaven?

"This stuff is mysterious to begin with, so a bit of a mishap is normal."

With a sigh, Jiao Su contemplated for a while, then reached into the master's pocket, fumbling for a bit, extracting a bright red flower.

"No matter what, even if Master is not in his right state, we still have to do what needs to be done!

"Let's take this Blood-Drinking Red Flower, discuss amongst ourselves, and offer it to the Immortal Committee to promote it in the mortal world.

"I've laid some groundwork in advance; promoting this thing isn't actually that hard."

The brothers paused, exchanged glances, and all nodded in agreement.

The Blood-Drinking Red Flower is indeed a treasure!

Offering it to the Immortal Committee could bring huge benefits.

By sharing a small portion of these benefits, every brother could live comfortably.

The second disciple looked at the master and suddenly spoke up.

"Does Master have any other good stuff in his pocket?

"Anyway, he's like this now..."

Jiao Su gave him a cold glance.

"Thinking about Master's pocket, are you? Why don't you come and have a feel for yourself?"

...

The cold wind outside stirred up the snow.

On the podium, the fox disciple Boba Tea held the delivery milk tea Yang Zhan had just ordered, a big cup of hot caramel macchiato, drinking happily, eyes squinting, face full of bliss.

"Awoo awoo awoo!"

It decided to study this drink for inspiration to concoct drinks for Master back at Fox Mountain!

Not far away, Guan Yue Ling sat in the front row, occasionally looking at a new piece of code on the computer screen, then at the paper in hand, examining the formulas and derivations Bai Mo had written.

Li Fangfang leaned in nearby, also craning her neck to see.

"Did this... get solved?"

Guan Yue Ling, eyes fixed on the screen, replied casually.

"Solved!"

Li Fangfang asked again.

"What's the deal with that decorator? How was it solved?"

Guan Yue Ling, still staring at the screen, replied.

"I... still don't get it. Need to take another look."

On the podium, Wan Bocheng and Chu Mian huddled together, watching Bai Mo derive on white paper with rapid strokes.

"... So you're saying, in that step of your derivation, there's an implicit assumption, got it?

"This formula, though seemingly obvious, has never been proven before.

"Unknowingly, you used a seemingly correct yet possibly flawed conjecture.

"Therefore, your derivation is invalid. Naturally, the conclusion drawn isn't tenable."

Wan Bocheng and Chu Mian widened their eyes, having not fully grasped it all yet, but the general idea was clear, realizing where the issue lay!

"Ah, alright then."

"We'll continue to review it."

"Expert Bai Mo, do you think this assumption, this seemingly evident conjecture, could actually be correct?"

Bai Mo pondered for a moment, shook his head.

"Current mathematical knowledge doesn't seem to prove it... but my intuition says it isn't correct."

Wan Bocheng and Chu Mian, disheartened, left the podium, returning to their reevaluation.

Bai Mo, having helped Wu Suqun solve a problem, wrapped up today's Q&A session.

He taught all he needed to, wrote all he had to, leaving the rest to the students to review, think, and comprehend on their own.

He took a sip of taro milk tea, lifted the disciple Boba Tea into his arms, and patted its plump belly.

"It's snowing quite heavily outside; let's not rush, sit here for a while, and head straight to the cafeteria at lunchtime."

Boba Tea, holding the hot milk tea, nestled in Master's embrace, rubbing its head against Master's chest.

"Awoo awoo awoo!"

It followed Master's words, whatever Master said was what it was.

Bai Mo smiled, opened his laptop, launched his work software, and saw several more papers needing review.

"Oh, might as well get through these as well."

...

Gradually, the bell signaling the end of the class rang.

The sounds of students engaging in activities could be heard outside, along with laughter and chatter.

"The Immortal Exams are coming up soon, have you registered?"

"What's the Immortal Exam?"

"It's the examination for expert positions by the Immortal Committee!"

"For example, if you want to join Expert Bai Mo's lab or factory, you need to pass this exam."

Some students, with keen eyesight, remarked.

"I just saw Expert Bai Mo at the teaching building!

"Is he in the Immortal Grass Experimental Class classroom?"

"Can we go and ask for his help to review our papers?"

"Maybe getting acquainted could help during the Immortal Exam interviews if he ends up being an examiner?"

"If there's something legitimate, follow the official procedure, email his lab!

"Don't be reckless! If you disturb him once, next time he'll have guards at his door. Disturb him twice, and he won't come to the teaching building again."

In the Immortal Grass Experimental Class classroom, it was always quiet.

Students were either typing on keyboards, looking at articles, or flipping through books.

Occasionally, someone would run to the podium with a book to ask Bai Mo a question.

"... Okay, go organize your thoughts first, then ask me if you still don't understand."

After sending off Lan Xiaoyue, Bai Mo continued reviewing the paper on the computer screen.

"Research on the properties of the special Immortal Grass, Blood-Drinking Red Flower..."

Bai Mo scrolled down, found the photo of the Blood-Drinking Red Flower, and stared at it for a while.

He then went to the expert database, finding corresponding photos and videos, and examined this Immortal Grass carefully.

"Uh... this... does this look like the Drinking Horse Flower from the Ancient Immortal Dynasty?

"The appearance doesn't quite match."

The Drinking Horse Flower is a plant added to the feed for warhorses in the Ancient Immortal Dynasty, enhancing their vigor and strength! The side effect, however, is reducing the horse's intelligence, making it more stubborn. Precisely because of this side effect, it's generally only fed to horses and not people.

Bai Mo wasn't too sure and looked over the paper from start to finish, considering some research and experimental data, pondering for a long time, and roughly figured it out.

"Could it really be the Drinking Horse Flower?

"But it's been modified.

"After modification, it can be planted in the mortal world on a large scale.

"Interestingly, when brought to the mortal world, its medicinal power weakens, but the side effects weaken even more, making it barely suitable for human consumption as an Immortal Grass."

Bai Mo nodded, beginning to annotate the paper.

"The writing of this article... is a bit shoddy.

"The cultivation method, though, is quite absurd.

"Is it really necessary to cultivate it this way?

"How much blood does it take?"

Bai Mo's hands danced over the keyboard, adding annotations to the paper.

Suddenly, Fang Xiaoyu, sitting next to him, leaned over and spoke in a lowered voice.

"Expert Bai Mo, the editorial team for the Immortal Grass Paper Library just apologized to me, saying they accidentally sent you the wrong paper for review."

Bai Mo frowned.

Sent the wrong paper?

He's already finished reviewing all the papers in his inbox, which one was wrong?

Fang Xiaoyu explained.

"There's a paper concerning the Blood-Drinking Red Flower, and the editorial team said it's related to Immortal Techniques and doesn't require review from the scientific side..."