Chapter 874: Wang Chonghui’s Two Cups of Tea

The office is warm like spring.

Bai Mo held his disciple, Big Fire Cloud, and saw a message from Committee Member Gu Lin on the phone.

[There’s something strange about this matter]

[The Secret Brain Office instructed us to handle it discreetly, involve as few people as possible, ensure that as few Ancient Immortals know about it, and control the information to prevent it from spreading]

Bai Mo nodded.

That’s right!

Although the matter will soon be resolved, it’s best not to alert anyone prematurely.

He instinctively typed a message asking Committee Member Gu Lin.

[Have you interrogated Hong Xiaoyun yet?]

[What’s the situation with the Ancient Immortal behind her?]

He then saw Committee Member Gu Lin send back a bitter smile emoji and a text version of the interrogation record.

Hmm?

When Bai Mo saw the words “First Beauty of the Nine Kingdoms and Four Seas and Eight Wildernesses” in the interrogation record, he understood Gu Lin’s bitter smile and even chuckled himself.

“Oh?

“Marquis Qing Yue is also a great beauty, isn’t she? Always so self-absorbed.

“This Ancient Immortal’s persona is quite similar to Marquis Qing Yue.”

He chuckled softly, not thinking much of it, and lifted his gaze to see Fang Xiaoyu still busy with paperwork, while Wu Qingyun hadn’t returned yet.

Holding his disciple Big Fire Cloud, he stood up, left the office, and went to a nearby toilet. Once inside a stall, he locked the door and stepped into the white mist that blurred reality and dreams, returning to Fox Mountain.

The scene before his eyes transitioned from bright to dark, reaching a corner of the grand hall.

There, on the corner table, was a bronze cup, inside which was a Gu insect breaking through the ice with its antennae.

“This thing does require special handling.”

He picked up the bronze cup and looked at the Gu insect inside.

…

In Yishui City.

The streets were bustling and lively, with people hawking their wares.

“Sesame flatbread!

“Packed with sesame!

“All you see is sesame, no flatbread!”

In front of his stall, a transparent figure moved like a ghost, cautiously threading through the crowd.

This transparent figure was covered with Gu insects like sesame seeds!

These Gu insects changed color rapidly, camouflaging him and aiding his invisibility.

This person was the disciple of Prince Ku Jiao, Sequence Six’s Dentist!

The Dentist’s eyes were wide open!

The Dentist’s pupils transformed into compound eyes!

His compound eyes scanned up, down, left, and right, carefully navigating through the crowd, avoiding every Gu insect on the ground and dodging every Gu insect on people’s clothes, sleeves, and bags.

“It’s really tough.

“There’s just too many.”

The Dentist smiled wryly.

More than just numerous, every single Gu insect is an extension of the Gu Master’s body and Spiritual Sense!

Even if he accidentally bumps into one or steps on one, the Gu Master will be alerted!

“After all, it’s the Prince Bloodline; it’s reasonable for it to be a bit tricky.”

…

The night was deep and the wind howling.

Inside the Fox Mountain warehouse.

Bai Mo held the Yin Grass Furnace, moving between the shelves filled with herbs.

Occasionally, he’d grab a handful of herbs from the shelves and place them into the Yin Grass Furnace.

“This matter is a bit troublesome.

“All Gu living in hosts must be removed without alerting the Gu Master.”

Big Fire Cloud wagged his tail, following behind his master.

“Meow meow!”

Seeing his master’s gesture, he immediately understood and climbed the shelves swiftly, retrieving the Celestial Cyan Leaf stored at the highest spot.

“Good, just count twenty pieces, that’s enough.”

And so, the master and disciple picked herbs while walking through the warehouse.

Sometimes Bai Mo grabbed the herbs personally, sometimes Big Fire Cloud scampered up and down to help.

The further they walked, the more herbs they stuffed into the Yin Grass Furnace.

Finally, at the deepest part of the warehouse, Bai Mo found the last needed herb, [Golden Aconite], tossed it into the Yin Grass Furnace, and then called to his disciple.

“Let’s go back to the dorm hall.”

While weaving through the shelves on the way back, the Yin Grass Furnace in Bai Mo’s hands began to glow and heat up, with the sound of “gurgling” alchemical potion brewing.

Once the master and disciple left the warehouse and returned to the dorm hall, this batch of potion was just finished brewing.

Bai Mo lifted the lid and gently smelled the aroma wafting from the furnace.

“Hmm, it’s fine.”

This was a temporary concoction aimed specifically at the Blood Nourished Prince’s bloodline, and should be enough to handle today’s situation.

However…

“Why does the idea behind this formula feel so familiar?”

Bai Mo, in a haze, recalled obtaining some strange formulas from the Dry Well beneath the treasure vault.

He compared this potion to those formulas and, after pondering for a moment, realized.

“No wonder those formulas were so peculiar.

“Could each formula be targeting different Prince bloodlines?”

The Ancient Immortal Dynasty has nine realms, nine major paths. Each path has Eight Hundred Holy Lands and Eight Hundred Princes!

With a mess of Prince bloodlines in myriad forms, Bai Mo knew little about them.

Having encountered the Blood Nourished Prince’s bloodline today and crafted a potion himself, he suddenly understood.

“Are those formulas from the Dry Well Treasure Vault meant to slay the Princes?

“Formulas made by rebels of the Ancient Immortal Dynasty?”

He furrowed his brow, unwilling to delve deeper, and poured the potion into a small bucket.

…

In the blink of an eye, it was already noon.

The sky over Yishui City was, unknowingly, covered in dense clouds.

On this street, all the restaurants were bustling as guests came and went, the aroma of food, wine, and meat wafting, accompanied by endless laughter.

“Oh, I can’t drink too much today.”

“Hey, try this place’s stir-fried mutton, it’s a real delicacy!”

“This pickled fish tastes quite authentic.”