Chapter 728 - 390: Within the Gate of Death, There Must Be a Thread of Life! (2)

Chapter 728: Chapter 390: Within the Gate of Death, There Must Be a Thread of Life! (2)

Swoosh...

The elevator reached the first floor, and the people inside filed out. Dong Yunhui was about to press the button for basement three when he saw someone rush in with a stretcher, carrying a bloodied person.

"Everyone, please make way!

"We need the elevator first!

"Sorry, sorry!"

Dong Yunhui frowned, hesitated for a moment, and then had to step out.

Outside the elevator, he pressed the "down" button and habitually put his hands into the pockets of his padded jacket.

"Huh?"

What was in his pocket?

He rummaged inside, taking out something for a glance, then quickly stuffed it back in.

It was that oversized ginseng!

Snatched by the aunt, yet somehow back in his pocket.

No need to ask, it must be the work of those weasels!

Dong Yunhui furrowed his brows and used divine sense telepathy to scold the weasels inside his clothes.

"Didn’t I tell you not to take it?

"Why steal again?

"We are cultivators, our morals are worth far more than that ginseng!"

The few weasels in his arms raised their heads stubbornly, clearly unconvinced!

They didn’t steal the ginseng from the factory!

They stole it from that sneaky aunt!

Stealing from a thief doesn’t count as losing virtue!

Dong Yunhui shook his head helplessly.

"Ask yourselves, does this really not harm your virtue?

"You are Immortal Huang, shouldn’t you have some immortal qi?"

Seeing the elevator stop upstairs and not coming anytime soon, he moved through the crowd waiting for the elevator and walked outside instead.

Leaving the emergency building, he went to the flower bed outside, making sure no one was around before softly calling out.

"Grandma Fox!"

From the snow-covered flower bed, snowflakes shook off, and a gray-white fox head emerged.

This fox was very old, whiskers fallen out, fur sparse, eyes cloudy.

"Grandma Fox, you’re too old to join the battle today.

"Please help me return this ginseng to the factory.

"We shouldn’t take what isn’t ours, and we shouldn’t take undue advantage."

Dong Yunhui placed the ginseng into Grandma Fox’s mouth, instructing her to hold it gently, then turned and headed back to the emergency building.

"If the elevator doesn’t come, I’ll take the stairs down.

"Let’s see what this so-called death door really is?"

Cultivators don’t fear death, nor death doors.

Though Dong Yunhui practiced the esoteric divination path, his own nature was straightforward, principled, and he valued virtue, so he never lacked courage!

...

"Ah, exhausting!"

Fang Xiaoyu stretched, shaking her stiff neck, and stood up from her chair.

"Haha, almost done with the morning’s work."

She looked out the window.

"Wow, it’s snowing even more heavily.

"Look, is that the warehouse over there?

"So many workers going in and out, is there an inventory check today?"

Whoosh!

It was Coconut Fruit, the fox apprentice, who first jumped onto the windowsill.

"Ow?"

The fluffy fox face pressed against the glass, eyes glancing down.

This factory was a proper subsidiary of Fox Mountain, so it cared about any and all movements within the factory!

Bai Mo and Wu Qingyun also stepped forward, looking out the window.

"It should be incoming stock, right?

"Recently, we are receiving large quantities of the herbs needed for the Snow Lotus Qi Boosting Soup.

"Look, another truck is arriving.

"Our workers need to receive the goods and conduct random inspections."

The production line was already in preliminary testing.

Raw materials were also in place.

The experimental equipment Bai Mo required had already been assigned to equipment vendors for rapid development.

Even the factory canteen had hired a master chef.

Everything in this factory was developing rapidly!

...

Step!

Step!

In the pitch-black third basement, footsteps echoed loudly.

Not far away on the wall, a glowing sign in ghastly green displayed the words "Morgue" in bold black letters.

Dong Yunhui wrinkled his nose, instinctively covering it.

He didn’t like the strange smell of mold mixed with corpse stench.

The four weasels at his feet also scrunched up their noses, disliking the smell as well.

Moreover, for some reason, upon arriving here, his heart began racing, faster and faster, as if something strange was about to happen.

"Let’s go, let’s take a look inside first!"

Leading the weasels, he stepped forward, pushed open the heavy morgue door, and saw the cold lighting inside. Instantly, a colder chill carrying a peculiar stench assaulted him!

He shivered and stepped inside.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

A few weasels followed closely behind him.

He looked up and saw the lighting here was cold and eerie, filled with a chilling gloom.

The space was huge, like a parking lot.

But rather than cars, it was filled with rows and columns of metal racks.

On each tier of the racks lay corpses covered with white cloth.

Bang!

With a loud noise, the door to the mortuary closed behind them.

Dong Yunhui was about to turn around when he suddenly felt dizzy. His nasal cavity was sticky and warm, and two streams of fresh blood spurted from his nostrils.

He frowned tightly, sensing something was wrong!

This place was even more terrifying than what he saw in the divination!

Originally, in the divination, he could still see signs of life.

But after arriving here, his understanding of the divination became hazy, and he realized that the so-called signs of life were false!

He wiped the blood from his nose, frowned, and pondered over the divination again.

"A scenario of certain death without survival?

"No... The number of the Great Derivation is fifty, the heavenly way takes seven and seven, and one is hidden, which indicates change.

"There is no scenario in the world with certain death and no survival.

"I have always maintained virtue, there must be a slim chance for survival!"

Suddenly, he heard the cries of the weasels.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

He turned to look and saw a line beneath the threshold, a three-colored thread woven from blood-red, emerald green, and brilliant golden strands, extending from under the threshold against the wall of the mortuary.

"Huh?

"Someone used a three-colored thread to encircle this mortuary?

"Is it a colleague from the Divination Path setting up a formation here?

"No wonder my divination was interfered with before I came in."

Dong Yunhui smiled grimly.

"No matter.

"Since I’m here, I might as well take it easy!

"Let’s go inside and have a look!"

He turned and took big strides deeper into the mortuary!

The four weasels followed closely behind, their big tails swaying!

From his pant leg, one gray mouse after another emerged.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

Also following in his footsteps!

From his pant leg, several earth-yellow snakes slithered out.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss!"

"Hiss, hiss, hiss!"

Also following in his footsteps!

From beneath his cotton jacket, several hedgehogs tumbled out!

"Cough, cough, cough!"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

The hedgehogs emitted strange coughing sounds, also following in his footsteps!

And so, with his head held high and his chest out, he strode deeper into the mortuary!

Leading a mass of snakes and mice, he passed through rows of corpse cabinets!

...

In the office.

Bai Mo sat back in his office chair, crossed his legs, and took a sip of steaming red tea.

"Mm, the taste is indeed good."

With each sip, even his nostrils seemed to emit a warm fragrance.

He grinned, closed his eyes, and let his Divine Sense focus on the Fire Toad Balloon in the sky.

"For several days now, there haven’t been any Black Ghost Eyes collected.

"Have those Fallen Immortals truly stopped supplying?

"Did Miyamoto Rokuzo’s master leak the information?

"That meddlesome dog really loves sticking his nose in others’ business."

Even so, he still arranged for Big Flower Arm and Hu Toujian to ride the Fire Toad Balloon and survey Jiuzhou.

...

Whoosh...

At twenty thousand meters in the air, the cold wind was biting, and the sunlight piercing.

The Fire Toad Balloon burst through the cold winds, swiftly navigating through the sky.

In the cockpit, Hu Toujian and Big Flower Arm stretched their heads out the window to look down.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak?"

Not having caught any wild Black Ghost Eyes for days had left them frustrated.

"Howl, howl, howl?"

They saw below vast clouds like an endless ocean, hiding the earth beneath.

Luckily, they wore Immortal Qi Vine Armor, their helmets equipped with "Cloud-piercing Vision," allowing them to see below.

They held onto the Ghost Eye Searcher, waiting for wild Ghost Eyes to bite, while peering down to see the scenery—from towering buildings to landscapes, all covered in thick snow.