Chapter 815 - 433: Sitong Experiences a Fox Mountain Car

Chapter 815: Chapter 433: Sitong Experiences a Fox Mountain Car

There was no wind in the Snake Nest Kingdom, only a biting cold air, and the white vapor puffed from the mouths of those gathered.

West Scroll’s face had already turned red from the cold.

His hands emanated a white mist as he retrieved a long container from the dreamscape.

"This is a container used to store various kinds of thunder, um, a modernized immortal artifact, crafted by my master..."

The group exchanged bewildered glances.

That long container, why does it look just like a battery from an electric bike?

Especially since it comes with a handle and a three-pronged socket; could it really have been stolen from an electric bike?

West Scroll chuckled, handing the item to Fake Wu Yankong.

"My master is quite pioneering.

"This isn’t an ordinary lead-acid battery.

"It’s a tri-lithium battery improved by immortal technique!

"Despite the high rank of tribulation thunder, it’s essentially still thunder, still electricity, so let’s store it here."

Fake Wu Yankong wore a perplexed expression, accepting the battery and placing it into the dreamscape, setting it on Prince Snake Elephant’s desk.

"Master, is... is this reliable? Can you discern its authenticity?"

Prince Snake Elephant reached out and lifted the battery, examining it from all angles, his plump black face a picture of bewilderment.

If it were a traditional immortal artifact, his keen eye could easily judge its reliability.

But this magic-modified tri-lithium battery was something he’d never seen before.

"Um..."

He smacked his lips, furrowing his brow as he pondered.

Noticing the diagram on the battery’s surface, indicating a finger should be inserted into a round hole,

he decisively inserted his index finger.

With a "puz" sound, a wisp of black tribulation thunder was injected!

The green indicator light on the battery turned on.

"Alright, take it out for them.

"Trust those you use, doubt not when using them.

"Be courteous to them."

...

Whoosh...

A gigantic-wheeled car rushes out of West State City, heading towards an outdoor mountain road, without pause rushing into the vast night.

Inside the car, Huang Sitong sat in the back row, eyes wide, still bewildered.

"What kind of car is this?"

The car was quite spacious, with no warm air but pleasantly temperate.

No light strips were visible, yet the entire ceiling emitted a faint glow.

The seats were woven from dense mycelium, soft when sat upon, and dry to the touch.

Seeing the night view outside, she was clearly on a mountain road, the trees rapidly receding on both sides, yet the car felt perfectly stable, unreal, as though it were gliding on air!

"West State Boss’s ride?

"Is this an immortal artifact or an immortal technique?

"Did the Ancient Immortal Dynasty have such a thing?"

In Huang Sitong’s mind, two ancient immortals were equally astonished, looking through their disciple’s eyes, observing the car’s odd interior decor, the neighbor in bright mycelium immortal armor, the small in-car table, the tea and chips served by the West State Boss.

"The Immortal Dynasty... certainly didn’t have something like this.

"Um... but you’d better eat those chips first.

"This hot tea is brewed from Blunt Silver Buds; yes, indeed Buds are tea leaves, but they’re also a Sequence Seven immortal grass."

Hmm?

Huang Sitong’s gaze fixated on the hot tea, reaching her hand out to touch it.

Sequence Seven tea?

She must drink it! Drink it clean! Even chew and swallow the tea leaves!

"But we still suggest you eat those chips first.

"Judging by the texture, they should be Fortune Golden Thread Potato chips... um..."

Huang Sitong already understood!

Everyone in the car got a share of hot tea.

She had a cup, the immortal beast beside her had a cup, and the immortal beast driving in front had a cup.

No rush to drink.

The chips, there was only that one plate.

She hadn’t started eating yet; the immortal beast beside her had already crunched through several chips!

Hurriedly, she reached out, trembling, grabbed a chip and stuffed it in her mouth, not savoring its flavor, but crunching it straight down, quickly reaching for a second chip...

Beside her, the immortal beast Black Necklace narrowed its eyes, realizing the guest wasn’t right!

She was gobbling chips too quickly, not appreciating their crisp texture or savory taste—the kind of reckless dining her master would call "a cow chewing a peony."

Furthermore, her rapid grab for chips clearly indicated a food snatch!

Black Necklace swiftly stretched its paw out, dividing the chips into three distinct portions.

Its portion had eight chips left after eating two.

The woman’s portion had eight chips left after eating two.

The driver in overalls in front hadn’t begun eating, having ten chips left.

Huang Sitong just swallowed her second chip, seeing the distinct separation on the plate as her ancient immortals in mind froze alongside her, leaving her awkwardly stuck.

...

Outside Great Wilderness Hill Buddhist Temple gates.

Immortal Committee’s headlights illuminated an open space.

Monks were knocked unconscious by tranquilizer darts and laid on stretchers in rows.

Tian Xinghuo oversaw operations from a nearby seat.

Committee Member Gu Lin crouched beside one monk, peeling back his cotton robe to expose his shoulder, rubbing medicine wine in with force!

Brush brush brush...

Out came several strings of dirt.

Committee Member Gu Lin ignored the mess and continued scrubbing.

Brush brush brush...

The monk’s skin gradually turned bright red under the light, revealing a rune.

This was a peculiar hieroglyph that Gu Lin couldn’t decipher, but he recognized it depicted slave servility.

"Indeed, this monk has also been transformed into a martial slave."

He rose, observing the row of stretchers lined with dozens of monks.

The five randomly checked were all transformed into martial slaves.

"This temple must have completely fallen."