Chapter 829 - 439: Turning Falsehood into Reality? Impossible! (Part 2)

Chapter 829: Chapter 439: Turning Falsehood into Reality? Impossible! (Part 2)

"What you need to do is just provide a little technical help and support."

"Once the lens glass is ready, I’ll arrange other ways to get it to the Immortal Committee’s assembly line, so you don’t have to worry."

"Good disciple, stop grumbling, hurry up, go to the lab, find the blueprint of the lens glass, and show it to your master!"

...

Whoosh...

A gust of wind surged into the Bronze Hall.

Bai Mo sat behind the desk, having just finished reading a document unearthed from Fox Mountain.

[...Regulations on Immortal Qi-related Experiments]

"These regulations are... quite interesting."

General experimental regulations emphasize safety and precision.

But the ones compiled by Marquis Qing Yue only focus on frugality!

"Could it be that the Cyan Moon Pill Palace back then was truly lacking in Immortal Qi?"

Bai Mo couldn’t quite grasp this feeling.

Because primordial Immortal Qi from Fox Mountain had never really been scarce, it was always abundant.

He tossed aside the copper plate and continued his research.

On the desk, bottles and jars of herbs, herbal soups, herbal pastes... were laid out in a row.

As Bai Mo flipped his palm, swirling runes formed a knowledge container, shrunk to the size of a palm, with several types of primordial Immortal Qi floating within, placed on the desk as well.

He also took out the Yin Grass Furnace from his pocket, also shrunk to the size of a palm, and placed it on the desk.

Finally, extending his hand, he drew a wisp of primordial Immortal Qi from the Seven Emotions Straw on the corner of the desk, making the Immortal Grass shiver, and Bai Mo began his research!

"No matter how much it costs, the research must go on!"

"Let me try, if using the Immortal Qi from the Seven Emotions Straw to refine the Water Image Pill would be more suitable?"

...

Swish...

A small food cart was driven into the Bronze Hall.

"Ying ying ying!"

The driver, Black Tail, poked its head out and saw its master’s desk in a mess!

Colorful herbal soups spilled everywhere, herbal paste splattered on the floor, a corner of the desk was burned black, and a faint smoke hung in the air.

"Awoo awoo awoo!"

It jumped off the cart, about to grab a broom and cloth to help its master clean up!

But then it saw its master waving hurriedly.

"Leave it for now!"

"There’s still more experiments to be done later."

Bai Mo held a bowl of herbal paste, looking frustrated.

Various Immortal Qi had been tried, and if fully utilized, their differences could indeed bring different effects.

Purple Earth Dragon Immortal Qi could probably produce Water Image Pills with an effect lasting three months.

Fish Leg Grass Immortal Qi could probably produce Water Image Pills with an effect lasting two years.

Ghostly Crying Tree Immortal Qi could probably produce Water Image Pills with an effect lasting five months.

The Seven Emotions Straw Immortal Qi was the worst, probably only able to produce Water Image Pills with an effect lasting twenty days.

"What direction should I try next?"

Black Tail paused for a moment, realizing its master was still engrossed in research and deep thought, then went to the food cart, fetching today’s snack... a big plate of handmade spicy strips from Fox Mountain!

Silently delivering it to its master’s desk, placing it at one corner.

These spicy strips were Black Tail’s proud creation, made with a gluten base, added with cooked soybean oil, various spices, honey, and herbs.

Of course, it didn’t add any spiciness.

Because foxes don’t like spicy food.

After putting down the spicy strips, it tiptoed, intending to leave quietly.

Unexpectedly, its master’s hand reached out, pulling it into his embrace, patting its chubby belly.

"Is making snacks tiring?"

"Rest a bit, then go distribute the snacks."

Bai Mo smiled, took a spicy strip, and fed it to the disciple.

"Is this gluten too?"

"Black Nose created a better-tasting big bun."

"Dark Circles created a cold dish with more absorbent gluten balls."

"And you made gluten spicy strips?"

"Not bad."

Bai Mo smiled, feeding his disciple, and also taking a piece for himself.

"This texture is really quite chewy."

"Have you three always been researching flour?"

Upon hearing this, Black Tail became proud!

"Awoo!"

It jumped out from its master’s embrace, hopped onto the desk, gesturing and speaking in fox language, starting to explain their cafeteria’s internal research!

"Ying ying ying, awoo ying ying..."

...Whether it’s big buns, gluten balls, or gluten spicy strips, they were all composite flour formulas they tirelessly researched, all requiring a mix of multiple flours!

"Awoo awoo, whimper whimper..."

...The cafeteria at Fox Mountain doesn’t just produce gluten; it also conveniently produces cold skin noodles when washing out the gluten!

Bai Mo listened, laughing and nodding all at once.

As he listened, he suddenly seemed to realize something.

"There are different kinds of flour.

Primordial Immortal Qi also comes in different types.

After mixing the flour, different effects can be produced.

So, after mixing Immortal Qi, can different effects also be produced?

Can the gluten balls washed from flour soak up more juice?

After mixing Immortal Qi, can the resulting product lock in the escaping Immortal Qi?"

Once Black Tail finished bragging to his master, he felt refreshed and satisfied, then jumped into his master’s arms, nuzzling against his master’s chest. After that, he left the hall, pushing a little cart to continue delivering pastries to the other brothers and sisters.

Bai Mo was left sitting behind the desk, extending his right hand.

A touch of Purple Earth Dragon Immortal Qi on his index finger, a touch of Fish Leg Grass Immortal Qi on his middle finger; as the two swipes of Immortal Qi approached each other, they began to merge...

...

"Are you saying that we were deceived that time?"

Within the Bronze Royal Court.

Prince Bai Bao sat behind the desk, paused his writing, and looked up at the disciple who brought the news.

The disciple nodded.

"Disciple is not certain if we were deceived.

But... in the relics that surfaced that time, the earliest unearthed Chai Bai School fake pill manuscripts were indeed artificially planted.

Afterward, the disciple carefully explored the relic, inspecting the fragmented walls, texts, and columns that appeared in the ruins.

The relic was a cattle pen from the Beast Kingdom of the Ancient Immortal Dynasty and had no association with the Chai Bai School, and even less with fake pills.

So then..."

Prince Bai Bao looked at this disciple, stunned for a moment.

"So you’re suspecting that the West State Boss set this up.

Trying to use some fake manuscripts as bait to catch more fake manuscripts.

And we were the fish that took the bait?

The large amount of fake pill manuscripts we provided to him was, in fact, part of his plan, playing right into his hand?"

This disciple of the Ancient Immortal, dressed in a suit, crocodile shoes, in his forties, with a slicked-back hairstyle and a lean face, looked like a corporate boss, a social elite.

He nodded.

"Master, I suspect he wants to acquire more manuscripts to learn the methods of the Chai Bai School.

Then, he wants to accomplish the ultimate dream of the Chai Bai School alchemist... turning fake into real?"

The logic here is too convoluted and complex, layer upon layer.

Fortunately, Prince Bai Bao was not an ordinary person and quickly understood the crux of it.

He chuckled without hesitation.

"It doesn’t matter.

That manuscript on making fake pills isn’t valuable to begin with.

If he gets fooled away, whatever he does with it, it’s fine.

If he really wants to learn the Chai Bai School alchemist’s techniques and wants to invest resources to achieve the ultimate dream of the Chai Bai School, to turn fake into real, then that’s actually pretty good.

Hehe.

There have been many people in history with such thoughts, many.

He’s not the only one.

Many, many resources have been invested down this path.

All the resources invested ended up... wasted."

He looked at his disciple with a smile.

"Don’t think too much.

Just focus on doing your thing steadily.

If he really wants to play with turning fake into real, he’s just another sucker being tricked in the long river of history."

...

Whoosh...

The night wind howled.

Inside the dark dormitory hall of Fox Mountain.

The fox disciple Ting Xue’Er, holding a cup of soy sauce egg flower cherry vermouth, leaned proudly beside his master, waiting for him to taste this drink!

Is the master still a bit busy at the moment?

But it doesn’t matter; it can wait!

Then the master was seen sitting cross-legged on a recliner, one hand holding a palm-sized Yin Grass Furnace, with a basin-sized Knowledge Container floating nearby, continuously grabbing Immortal Qi from the container, two kinds, three kinds, or four kinds, carefully blending the ratios, and injecting them into the Yin Grass Furnace to attempt crafting an elixir!

"This ratio..."

Poof!

The Yin Grass Furnace spewed out another puff of foul-smelling smoke.

Bai Mo pondered for a moment, learning from the lesson.

He again reached out to the weak and trembling Seven Emotions Straw.

"Add more of your kind of Immortal Qi!"