Master of Ten Thousand Foxes-Chapter 144 - 104: Strengthening the Fox Disciples’ Tails (Part 2)

Chapter 144: Chapter 104: Strengthening the Fox Disciples’ Tails (Part 2)

And so, the fox disciples lined up in a long queue...

One by one, they leapt into the master’s arms,

One by one, listening to the master’s instructions,

One by one, tilting their heads back to drink the decoction,

One by one, heeding the master’s advice...

One by one, they dashed down the mountain with a whoosh, no one knew where they were headed.

Bai Mo explained everything clearly to each disciple, checked each one carefully, while silently counting in his heart.

Until much later, from dawn till dusk on Fox Mountain, twilight descended. The last disciple drank the decoction and leapt away from Bai Mo’s arms... Bai Mo counted and confirmed that a total of ten thousand disciples participated in this enhancement. Every disciple was accounted for.

...

Judging by the time, the medicine’s effects should be kicking in, and the disciples should be starting to feel itchy.

Bai Mo went down the mountain, tracking the paths they left, wanting to see them.

Following the trail, through an abandoned palace, he saw from afar, crimson figures on the ruins.

It was an excavated site, valuable documents had been removed, leaving only pits, stones, and broken walls.

Bang! Bang! Bang!... Bai Mo saw it was the Black Gloves, the first to be enhanced, on all fours, face full of grimace, crazily smashing stones with its tail to relieve the itchy pain!

Bang! Bang! Bang!... More and more fox disciples started to feel itchy, and they each got on all fours, faces contorted, crazily smashing stones, broken walls, and the earth with their tails to alleviate the itchy pain!

The movements were surprisingly synchronized, as if they had planned it...

Ah?

Bai Mo suddenly remembered when they watched the alchemy process, they were whispering to each other, could it be... they really had planned this?

...

In a dream, Black Gloves still felt the agony.

It was unbearably itchy!

The tail thumped the ground over and over, turning the ground to mush, loosening the soil, then compacting it again, pounding until it hurt, numbing, until it couldn’t move anymore, yet the itch persisted!

The master stood beside, asking if it wanted to give up, it cried tears, gritting its teeth, but shook its head firmly. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

It wouldn’t give up; it wanted to grow stronger!

It was covered in soil, sweat, and blood, its fur in tufts...

But the tail still itched!

It was unbearably itchy!

With no strength in the tail to pound the ground, it used its forepaw to hit the tail!

No strength in the forepaw to hit the tail, it used its head to hit it!

Thud!

It hurt!

It twitched and awoke from the dream...

"Ying?"

It realized it was already night, lying in the dormitory hall. Outside, the wind howled, but around were the even breaths of its brothers.

It got up, checked its forepaws, looked at its chubby belly, found the fur clean, fluffy, and soft, with a faint fragrance.

"Ao?"

The master had given it a bath!

Looking at the sleeping brothers, their fur was also fluffy and washed clean.

"Ying?"

It grinned widely.

Then suddenly remembered its tail, quickly turned to hold it, and saw that its big tail was fluffy, even seemingly larger than before?

It tried to wag its tail...

Swoosh!

Swoosh!

This chubby tail actually made a swishing sound!

"Ying ying ying!"

It laughed loudly, bouncing and hopping, wanting to celebrate with cheers and dance!

"Quiet."

Suddenly, the master appeared behind it, scooped it up.

"Don’t make noise; look at your brothers, they are still sleeping."

Black Gloves nodded obediently, looked at its brothers, indeed all in deep sleep. Some nestled, some hugged their tails, some sprawled out. Each furrowed their brows, sometimes twitching, seemingly enduring pain in their dreams.

Bai Mo carried Black Gloves to the corner of the hall with the Alchemy Furnace.

At the moment, in the Alchemy Furnace, a large pot of black sugar pudding milk tea was simmering, exuding a rich, overpowering sweet aroma!

Black Gloves nestled in the master’s arms, drooling.

Sure enough, reinforcing the tail took a lot; it had no idea how long it slept, but now its chubby belly was already hungry, seemingly even thinner!

...

In a private room at the restaurant, Bai Mo, Zhang Shan, Fang Yuan, Zhang Jian, and seven or eight other classmates gathered again. Lu Yang and Yu Tingting were also seated at the table.

Zhang Shan was holding the menu.

"Last time I left without finishing the meal, today I must make it up.

"Order whatever you want, don’t be polite."

Lu Yang and Yu Tingting both chuckled.

"With reimbursable meals, what are you pretending for?"

Zhang Shan couldn’t help but smile.

He glanced at the Immortal Beast beside Bai Mo.

"Expert Bai Mo, doesn’t your Immortal Beast love chicken?

"Today let’s order three for the Immortal Beast!

"Okay?"

The Immortal Beast, chubby and fluffy, sitting there round and furry, looked like it could really eat.

Before Bai Mo could respond, Zhang Shan saw the Immortal Beast squinting its eyes, with a curious expression.

"What’s wrong?

"Can’t the Immortal Beast eat that much?"

Black Gloves puckered its lips.

It understood many things in the human world, like "reimbursement"... since it was reimbursable, why only three? It extended a forepaw, spreading five toes, gesturing to Zhang Shan.

Frowning slightly, then extended another forepaw, spreading... two more toes.

Seven chickens will be enough!

The dining hall on Fox Mountain was serving chrysanthemum-flavored melon today; it couldn’t get too full and had to save room for the melon.

...

The specialty roast chicken at this place wasn’t bad; Black Gloves munched away, with a pile of bones on the table in front of it.

Several classmates were amazed... despite being an Immortal Beast, its appetite was quite astonishing.

Fang Yuan watched for a long time, thought of taking a picture with her phone... but reconsidered, perhaps Immortal Beasts were capricious, maybe even a bit sinister, better not!

Zhang Jian, sipping red wine, looked at Zhang Shan.

"How can your meals be reimbursed?

"Aren’t you out of uniform? If you’re not in uniform, not on duty, can you still claim expenses?"

Zhang Shan and the others were notably in plain clothes.

Zhang Shan smiled wryly.

"Not in uniform, but in plain clothes, and indeed on a mission.

"Previously, there was an incident at West State University, although it ended... several old professors and students lodged complaints, saying the campus didn’t feel safe, it made them uneasy.

"The Committee was in a tough spot, so they arranged a bunch of plain clothes officers to patrol for a week."

To Zhang Shan, this was a ridiculous hassle.

What old professors, what university students, weren’t really that decent, still liked to fuss and stir trouble!

But to Zhang Jian and others, it seemed enviable.

"You get such great benefits? On a plain clothes mission, you can just claim meals?"

Zhang Shan ate as he wrinkled his brows.

"Not that great... today we manage because I, Lu Yang, and Yu Tingting are here, we’re eating on the quota for three. Haha."

Everyone clicked their tongues.

Even on a three-person quota, this large table of food, with such a big group, plus an Immortal Beast capable of eating seven chickens... the quota must be quite high!

Lu Yang chuckled and added.

"The clothes and shoes we’re wearing now were all newly issued for this plain clothes mission.

"That’s quite nice; the clothes and shoes are all branded, and the styles are pretty tasteful too. Hehe."

Everyone looked at Lu Yang, his T-shirt, pants, and sneakers, indeed looked of quality, not cheap.

"The few of us disguised as students visiting after college entrance exams, just wandering around the campus every day."

Everyone nodded, showing they understood.

Bai Mo, on the side, wiped Black Gloves’ mouth, suddenly sensed something was off.

Would the old professors and university students really cause such a fuss? Normally, they were high-caliber individuals.

Moreover... if it was truly to appease the old professors and students, they should have had the Immortal Technique Committee patrol in uniform, why plain clothes?

The Committee wasn’t foolish; they wouldn’t do such mismatched things.

Unless there was more to it, a secret operation, trying to cover something?