Chapter 1: Chapter 1: My Fox Disciples
In the darkness, the old neighborhood, the small apartnt, cold and quiet.
Bai Mo sat at the desk, under the table lamp, finished the last assignnt, and closed this book "Three Years of Exams Five Years of Practice".
This year, he was in the senior year of high school, orphaned, but thankfully his grades were quite good, always ranking first in the school exams.
"Let
check the forum."
Habitually, he took out his phone and opened an app nad "Immortal-Related Personnel Official Forum". Within the simple interface, one post after another appeared before his eyes.
[A new path "Immortal Martial" has erged in West State City]
[Policy on additional points for high school exam for Immortal-Related students released]
[President of the Immortal Technique Committee successfully promoted to Sequence Seven]
...
No doubt, this world had Immortal Technique paths and Immortal Technique sequences!
Since three years ago, people gradually dread of themselves cultivating immortality, apprenticed to masters in dreams, learning various Immortal Techniques like alchemy, talismans, raising Gu insects, etc. Later, it was discovered that these learned techniques in dreams could be brought into reality!
Up until today, more and more people are having Immortal Dreams, more and more people are stepping onto the Immortal Technique path, bringing the techniques into the real world.
Bai Mo scrolled through the announcent area, aiming for the livelier section for casual chatting.
[This is too hard; I’ve cultivated for three years and am still an amateur, can’t even advance to Sequence Nine]
[It’s normal, normal, ninety percent of the Immortal-Related Personnel are still amateurs]
[Official data, as of last month, only two percent of Immortal-Related Personnel are Sequence Nine and above]
[Heard the president advanced to Sequence Seven?]
[From amateur to nine, nine to eight, eight to seven... the president advanced three tis?]
[Freakish!]
[In reality, Sequence Seven is enough to suppress all demons and ghosts]
[Do you guys think there’s only one Sequence Seven in human society?]
[Probably! The advancent ceremony to Sequence Nine already demanded one’s life, the Talisman Master path requires learning ten thousand talismans, the Alchemist path requires recognizing ten thousand types of herbs, damn it, isn’t this a joke?]
[Beast Taming path is simple, just feed your finger to the insect beast]
[In that case, the Raising Gu path is even simpler, just contribute an eye socket for the Gu to reside]
[Don’t digress, sober analysis here, is there really only the president as Sequence Seven?]
Bai Mo smirked.
"Human society, surely not the only Sequence Seven.
"Besides the president, there must be others lurking in the corners of human society."
Bai Mo was very certain.
Because, he himself was Sequence Seven.
After browsing the forum for a while, Bai Mo turned off the phone, freshened up, and lay on the bed.
"Start cultivating immortality."
Lying in the warm bed, he patted the pillow to create a comfortable dent and placed his head inside.
He closed his eyes, drowsiness ca over, and the whole person dazedly went into the dream...
When he opened his eyes again, he was already within the dream, sitting in a massive ruined palace.
In front, the gigantic Bronze Table was completely covered in green rust.
The ceiling had half collapsed, revealing the overcast clouds of the sky.
This was the place where he cultivated immortality.
No doubt, it was a ruin.
Of course, not just Bai Mo, everyone’s Dream Immortal Realm was also ruins.
"Ying ying ying!"
Suddenly!
"Ying ying ying!"
Dozens of fiery red figures rushed in from the hall entrance, turned out to be dozens of fiery red foxes!
"Ying ying ying!"
They joyfully reached Bai Mo’s side, circling him, dancing!
"Ying ying ying!"
They circled and danced, standing up on their hind legs, waving their front paws, and wagging their tails!
"Ying ying ying!"
After the dance, they ca close, each arching their heads into Bai Mo’s arms, rubbing vigorously.
They were natives of this dreamland, wild foxes breeding and living in the ruins, becoming Bai Mo’s disciples three years ago. Each fiery red, big-tailed, glossy and smooth, chubby and plump.
Bai Mo sat on the Bronze Chair, grinning, stroking the fat necks of this bunch.
They were very happy to see Bai Mo.
Bai Mo was also very happy to see them.
"White Ears, you seem fatter again.
"Quanquan Hu, how did you also get chubby?
"Round Tail... ah, you aren’t very slim either..."
After so affectionate monts, "Alright, let’s get to work."
A dozen foxes dashed out of the hall, off to their respective tasks.
Bai Mo also, in this grand hall, began today’s session of cultivation.
But his cultivation wasn’t as prestigious as imagined...
On the left of the hall, a pile of pots, pans, tripods, and buckets with dregs of dicine and dirty soot in the furnace;
On the right, the collapsed roof just perfectly let sunlight through, convenient for drying herbs.
As for in front of Bai Mo, the huge Bronze Table was covered with thick folders and stacks of note paper filled with writings... All of which Bai Mo had copied, to research, deduce, learn, and comprehend. So note papers had process diagrams, so had drawings of five elents and eight trigrams, and others with tables comparing various herbs...
Bai Mo sat quietly, reading pill formulas, sotis jotting down deductions, sotis frowning in thought.
After reading for over half an hour, and contemplating for ten more minutes, Bai Mo suddenly realized, "This Pill Formula is for... beauty and skincare?"
No real use.
After all, he’s already handso enough.
Right at this mont, Quanquan Hu and White Ears, panting and puffing, carrying a basket of "Black Iron lons
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