Chapter 787 - 419: Fire Clouds in the Sky of Hai City

Chapter 787: Chapter 419: Fire Clouds in the Sky of Hai City

Squeak...

High in the sky, on the fourth floor of the giant tower, a decayed, black wooden door opened.

Wind and snow blew in, and the snow’s light reflected inside.

Bai Mo’s gaze also fell inside.

There was a round table, surrounded by ten people, each wearing robes and crowns.

They all wore smiles, turning their heads towards the door, towards Bai Mo.

Thick dust covered their shoulders and clothes.

A dense web of dust connected their bodies and chairs, arms and the table.

As if for thousands of years, apart from turning their necks and the expressions on their faces, they had not moved...

Their bodies sat in chairs.

Their arms rested on the table.

Their robes were even covered by dust, masking their original color.

Below their necks, it was as if throughout these millennia, they had never moved.

They opened their mouths, chaotic laughter spilling out, layer upon layer, reaching Bai Mo.

Seeing the five-colored flames on Bai Mo, their eyes shone brightly!

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha!"

Seeing the Heaven-Covering Leaf behind Bai Mo, their eyes shimmered with greed!

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha!"

"Welcome, guest!"

"Welcome, guest!"

"Guest, please sit!"

"Guest, please sit!"

Despite having ten people seated, there was an eleventh chair that seemed prepared for the guest.

This chair was pitch black and greasy, even emanating curling black smoke, marked by distorted runes, clearly polluted!

Bai Mo walked in with a smile, heading towards the chair.

He cared not for its filth, and sat down.

The five-colored flame gauze on him suddenly flickered with countless runes, representing endless knowledge, gathering to form a boundless green light beneath him, isolating Bai Mo from the pollution.

Squeak...

This chair was too broken and old, barely supporting Bai Mo’s weight, and it cried out miserably.

Squeak...

Bai Mo leaned back, resting against the chair’s back.

The infinite knowledge green light rose from behind him, surging out from his shoulders, mingling with the flame gauze, radiating radiant brilliance!

The two fox disciples stepped forward, standing steadily behind their master, their flame gauze also flickering with inexhaustible runes, glowing with the light of knowledge.

One held a token, the other embraced the Heaven-Covering Leaf.

Both stood tall and proud, squinting their eyes; with their chubby bodies and heads, every hair on them spelled "noble indifference!"

As always, in such situations, never lose face for the master!

The ten people around the table cast their gaze towards Bai Mo’s endless knowledge green light.

Their eyes grew even more complex.

Some eyes flickered with fear, as if recalling the terrifying Yincao Emperor!

Some eyes glittered with reminiscence and tears, as if remembering bygone days with the Emperor!

Some eyes gleamed with greed, seemingly coveting this endless knowledge and terrifying Immortal Technique!

Some eyes shone with bewilderment, unable to comprehend why, after thousands of years, the river of time hadn’t severed the Yincao Emperor’s legacy?

Some eyes twinkled with wisdom, doubly unable to understand this young Alchemist’s background. He bore the Iron Armor Butterfly of the Dream of Myriad Immortals, the world-famous Heaven-Covering Leaf, and terrifying Immortal Technique from the Yincao Emperor. Whose legacy did he inherit, and from which Immortal Realm did he emerge?

...

"Did he go in?"

Shangjing University, School of Materials, office building.

Inside the restroom stall.

A youth wearing black-rimmed glasses squatted on the toilet lid, hugging his knees, watching his phone, watching the livestream, tears streaming down his face.

"Why did they let him go instead of me... Boohoo..."

He wiped away the tears.

"Shouldn’t it have been me who went in?"

In his mind, the voice of the Ancient Immortal Master came.

"Why cry?

"Isn’t there a line in ’Pirate’ that says everyone has their time to shine on stage?

"Your time to shine hasn’t come yet!"

The youth sobbed even harder.

"Clearly, I’m the Heir of the Immortal Artifact Path’s Emperor.

"Shouldn’t I be the one to deal with the remnants of the Great Treasure Vault?

"Why should anyone else be sent to die in my place... Boohoo..."

In his mind, even the Ancient Immortal was embarrassed, unsure how to comfort his apprentice.

Indeed, the Heir of the Immortal Artifact Path’s Emperor knew the true nature of the Great Treasure Vault!

It’s the handiwork of ten princes who failed to seize the Emperor’s throne, each defecting from their realms to jointly forge the Heluo Treasure Vault, harvesting endless lives and wishes, vainly attempting to create an Immortal Artifact for a turnaround!

"These ten rebellious princes, having no protection from the Dream of Myriad Immortals, could they have survived these millennia?

"Or rather, the ones sitting in the Wooden Tower today, are they still the princes of old?

"Are they human?

"Are they ghosts?

"Are they obsessions unable to become Emperor, trapped in hopelessness?

"Are they puppets forged by the secret technique into Time Marks?

"Or might they be... Fallen Immortals tainted by pollution after catastrophe?"

...

The streets and alleys of Hai City had been emptied, no pedestrian in sight.

Only government vehicles darted back and forth, carrying members of the Immortal Technique Committee, listening to orders and deploying strategies nervously!

"Car number thirteen, please head to South Ninth Road East Intersection!"

A command echoed from the speaker in the cabin, and the driver immediately changed course, heading to the destination.

Inside the cabin sat Wu Qingyun, her face pressed against the glass, staring blankly towards the sky, peering through the gaps between skyscrapers, watching the dim sky where the Wooden Tower loomed atop the clouds.

In her mind, the Ancient Immortal Master was explaining the situation to her.

"...This Heluo Treasure Vault and Seven-Story Wooden Pagoda hold incredibly high positions!

"And having recently harvested countless Immortal Technique Masters’ lives and wishes, it’s at its strongest.

"Such a wish can’t possibly be broken.