Chapter 818 - 434: My Immortal Technique—Have They Ever Seen It? (2)

Chapter 818: Chapter 434: My Immortal Technique—Have They Ever Seen It? (2)

Lowering her head again, she took off her shoes and socks, and placed a basin of medicinal decoction that Bai Mo had just prepared on the floor of the carriage, soaking her feet in it.

Both the overalls in the front row and the black necklace in the back row were dumbfounded.

What’s going on?

Her master made the medicinal decoction, and she used it to wash her feet?

Then Huang Sitong took out the Treasure-Seeking Rat and explained.

"Next, I need to use these feet soaked in the decoction to leave footprints in the temple, and use the footprints to outline an array map!

"Use this array map to force the Immortal Grass out of the earth vein node."

Both the overalls in the front row, the black necklace in the back row, and Bai Mo who was watching from afar on Fox Mountain were all dumbfounded.

What’s going on?

Yaochi Holy Land is really lively?

Huang Sitong smiled wryly.

"There’s no choice, that’s how the ritual is designed.

"It has to be me, and I have to be barefoot, there’s no other way."

She pushed open the car door, tentatively stretched out her foot, and before it touched the ground, it shivered as the cold wind brushed against it.

"Ah... it’s so cold..."

Hmm?

She suddenly looked up and saw the silhouettes standing faintly on the courtyard wall not far away under the crimson night sky.

Suddenly, she heard the "rumbling" of thunder.

She looked up and saw lightning flickering in the crimson clouds!

She heard the sound of "splashing" rain falling from the sky!

Plop, plop, plop...

The rain quickly blurred her vision.

And then her outstretched foot encountered the rainwater.

The rain was icy, metallic, and sticky, and turned out to be droplets of crimson blood!

This rain, brought down by Prince Snake Elephant, was a blood rain!

...

Whoosh...

The convoy of the Immortal Committee had already left the Great Wilderness Hill Buddhist Temple.

Zhang Shan sat in the front passenger seat, looking back through the car window, seeing the distant sky glaring red, seeing the distant mountaintops shrouded in a hazy red rainy mist!

"What’s this?"

In Zhang Shan’s dream, it was day.

Under the dark clouds, amidst the cold wind, the Round Stone Ancient Immortal and the King of Darkness stood by the riverbank, looking at the scene in the river, watching the heavenly blood rain.

"Prince Snake Elephant, his move is quite grand indeed.

"Looks like he is determined to snatch that Immortal Grass?

"Disciple, if you reach Sequence Six, maybe today we could join in the fun, and try for that Super Immortal Grass too."

The King of Darkness was momentarily awkward.

"Uhm... Master, is that Immortal Grass really valuable?

"We are Immortal Martial, wouldn’t it be pretty useless for us to have it?"

The Ancient Immortal shook his head.

"Primordial Immortal Qi, this thing, is actually indifferent to the means.

"For instance, certain Primordial Immortal Qi can be loaded into the Stem Container of an Alchemist, or into the Circulation Container of us Immortal Martial.

"For instance, certain Primordial Immortal Qi can be loaded into the Bone Container of an Immortal Artifact Master, or into the Motion Container of us Immortal Martial.

"It’s normal for you not to know this since you’re not yet Sequence Six."

The King of Darkness felt even more awkward.

...

Drones flew from all around towards the Great Wilderness Hill Buddhist Temple, flying into the blood rain, high-performance cameras swiveling like eyes, frantically capturing the first-hand images of the battleground!

And the ground covered in bloody water, dyed red, gradually gathering into a river of blood, a pool of blood, saw hordes of Gu Insects emerging!

The vast majority of Gu Insects were smashed dead by rainwater or drowned by the pools of blood.

Yet a small number barely survived, and started collecting information from the scene with their tiny antennae.

Bam!

Bam!

Footsteps sounded, treading the blood pool, rushing towards the Buddhist temple’s entrance.

...

Inside the Bronze Royal Court.

Prince Snake Elephant sat behind the desk, glancing at the image within the Bronze Mirror, frowning tightly, feeling as if the strand of Tribulation Thunder was somehow tricked away?

"That damned thing tricked a strand of my Tribulation Thunder, and yet didn’t deliver the Immortal Grass?

"In the end, I still have to wait for the people from Yaochi Holy Land."

He puffed out his cheek, lamenting the bad luck.

But just a strand of Tribulation Thunder, not quite enough to make him feel the pinch, as he watched the awakening ceremony of Yaochi Holy Land in the mirror.

"Hmm?

"This ceremony, seems a bit strange..."

...

In another royal court.

Prince Bai Bao sat behind the desk, staring at the image in the Copper Mirror, also frowning tightly.

"This?

"Hmm?

"Heh, ha-ha, it makes sense."

...

Immortal Committee Command Center.

Everyone looked at the blood-red rain on the big screen, at the temple in the rain, and at the ritual inside the temple.

All wore peculiar expressions.

"This..."

"Seems a bit strange?"

Professor Zhang sat in the chair and also felt the painting style was slightly odd.

Deep in Professor Zhang’s eyes, Qing Lu Ancient Immortal sat by the campfire, casting a gaze that reached the big screen, and was also stunned.

"This... uh... doesn’t seem quite right...

"This ritual has the style of Yaochi Holy Land.

"This guardian has the style of the West State Boss."

...

Whoosh...

Blood rain poured down from the sky.

The temple blurred in the rain.

Shadowy figures stood on the walls of the courtyard and the rooftops.

The Treasure-Seeking Rat ran through the rain-soaked blood, guiding its owner so that her footprints could be left on the right trajectory, able to outline the array map.

Huang Sitong ran barefoot in this blood rain!

Slap!

Slap!

Her feet stepped into the icy cold puddles, already numbed by the chill.

But she was never pricked by pebbles or shards of glass.

Because a furry white Immortal Beast ran ahead of her, using its plush huge tail to sweep, sweep, sweep the path clear of stones!

Hoo...

Hoo...

Her coat was penetrated by the cold wind, her whole body chilled.

But her hair remained dry, never soaked by the blood rain.

Because a fluffy white Immortal Beast ran behind her, using a gigantic lotus leaf umbrella, held above her head to shield her from the blood rain!

Thus, the Treasure-Seeking Rat was at the forefront.

The Immortal Beast followed closely, tail sweeping the ground.

Huang Sitong was in the middle.

The Immortal Beast followed again, holding the umbrella for her.

This peculiar team, led by the Treasure-Seeking Rat, ran back and forth in this temple, through courtyards, around corridors, past cedar trees, and headed to the backyard.

The soles of Huang Sitong’s feet were dipped in medicated broth, leaving footprints on this bloodsoaked ground.

These footprints gradually outlined an ancient, simple array map.

Huang Sitong’s entire body was cold, her eyes vacant, her mind empty, merely following the Immortal Beast’s tail, stepping into the blood puddles with each step, treading on the ground of the Great Wilderness Hill Buddhist Temple, without caring about anything else.

What blood rain?

What figures?

What random messes?

She couldn’t care less.

In her dream, two Ancient Immortals smiled with satisfaction.

"Hehe, this is nice, this is nice."

"Car service, security, sweeping, and an umbrella.

"With such treatment, what task could still worry you? What destiny?"

"The feeling of lying back and being carried forward is quite pleasant, huh."

"However, that Immortal Grass, is it meant for the Celestial Palace Inheritor?"

Sitting by a stone table in a small courtyard, two Ancient Immortals fell silent.

After a long time, they chuckled awkwardly.

"Haha, all’s good, all’s good, anyway our task is to find the Immortal Grass, awaken the Immortal Grass.

"If we’ve found and awakened the Immortal Grass, we have completed the task!"

"If the Immortal Grass ends up in the hands of the West State Boss, there’s nothing we can do, we didn’t plan it that way."

"Right, when the Celestial Palace Inheritor appears, he can negotiate with the West State Boss on his own."

"Ah, true, true."

...

Whoosh...

Fierce wind swept into the Bronze Hall, carrying the wind and sand.

Bai Mo sat on the sofa, sipped a cup of hot tea, seeing the scene with the team running the array map in the temple, seeing Huang Sitong shivering from the cold, he touched his thin white down jacket, feeling a bit embarrassed.

"I wonder if Huang Sitong is cold?

"Next time something like this happens, we should prepare a thick piece of clothing for her.

"This time was indeed too rushed."

In truth, nobody expected that the treacherous Fallen Immortal would suddenly start a blood rain?

"This blood rain, perhaps, has its use too?

"Can it aid the special Immortal Technique of Immortal Martial?"

Bai Mo frowned.

Immortal Martial’s high-tier Immortal Techniques, he indeed had not seen them much...

"Whatever, their Immortal Techniques, I haven’t seen before.

"But my Immortal Techniques, have they seen them?"

Bai Mo flipped his hand, runes flew around his palm, coalescing into a Bronze Tripod, with various kinds of Primordial Immortal Qi swirling distinctly within.