Master of Ten Thousand Foxes-Chapter 197 - 131: The Black Oil in the Bronze Blind Box (2)

Chapter 197: Chapter 131: The Black Oil in the Bronze Blind Box (2)

"Did you see the purple bellflower in my hand?"

The dining hall suddenly fell silent. The foxes all looked up towards the central platform, seeing Master standing there, holding a pot of purple flowers.

The flower’s stem was bent, and the purple buds hung downward, resembling a bell.

"After dinner, everyone should go to Peach Blossom Eyes’ medicine field and remove a purple bellflower.

"Then take the bellflower to your workplace.

"If the bell rings, hide immediately, don’t touch anything, and don’t do anything.

"I will handle it immediately."

After Bai Mo finished speaking, he stepped down from the platform and went to the back of the cafeteria.

Ever since the last alchemy session, when bizarre black oil almost caused the furnace to go out of control... he had been trying to find ways to investigate the entire Fox Mountain, to clean out all the hidden strange black oil.

Now, this newly matured purple bellflower had been specifically cultivated to search for that black oil.

In fact, a lot of searches had already been completed this morning... Bai Mo went to the kitchen side of the cafeteria. Here, there were two unremarkable firewood sticks and a pitch-black firestick, all containing strange black oil! However, the amount was small and posed no immediate threat. After checking, it was confirmed that it had not yet affected the apprentices.

...

At the dining table, Pang Youyou and Black Star’s team were listening to Peach Blossom Eyes boasting.

"Ooo ooo ooo, eee eee eee..."

As it turned out, the purple bellflower had already located many spots of black oil this morning.

Peach Blossom Eyes gesticulated wildly, speaking in fox language, narrating vividly, even knocking on the table to mimic the bellflower’s sound.

Dong!

This was the sound the bellflower made upon discovering the first problematic firewood stick.

Dong dong!

This was the sound it made upon discovering two problematic sticks in succession.

In general, the more black oil discovered, the longer and louder the bellflower would ring.

Peach Blossom Eyes gesticulated, even using its tail, "ooo ooo eee eee," vividly describing its discovery of a problem Immortal Grass.

Dong...

The Immortal Grass triggered only half a sound from the purple bellflower, making even the foxes doubt whether it had been triggered at all.

But foxes are very cunning!

With excitement, Peach Blossom Eyes recounted hugging the flower pot, constantly moving close to and away from the Immortal Grass twenty-four times, with the bellflower not ringing sixteen times and ringing eight times.

Then it decisively rushed up the mountain, bringing Master there to uproot the problematic Immortal Grass!

Black Star, Pang Youyou, and other foxes were full of admiration, praising it a few times, then watched as Peach Blossom Eyes, feeling quite pleased, wagged its tail and swaggered off to the next table to continue its bragging.

...

In the afternoon, the wind continued to howl over Fox Mountain, with dark clouds looming.

The small tripod, missing its ears and legs, had been confirmed as worthless junk by Master. Now filled with potting soil, a purple bellflower was transplanted into it and placed quietly by the swamp’s edge, accompanying the foxes as they opened a blind box.

Buzz——

Pang Youyou stood on top of the Bronze House, drilling a hole with a burst of the Cactus Drill, and looked up, full of pride.

This little house was different, slightly smaller, with thicker bronze walls. But in front of the evolved Cactus Drill, thickness was not an issue, easily drilled through!

Buzz——

Buzz——

One by one, it drilled holes into the small house.

Dong dong dong dong dong...

Black Star, White Tail, and other brothers followed along, hitting with little hammers to close gaps.

White Tail occasionally glanced at the purple bellflower beside it.

It suddenly doubted... can this thing really ring?

The purple petals didn’t look particularly hard or thick. A flower, not a real bell, how loud could it ring?

"Eee eee ooo ooo?"

It voiced its thoughts to its brothers.

The few foxes, while working, also found it strange.

"Ooo ooo ooo, eee eee eee!"

Black Star recalled that according to Peach Blossom Eyes, the sound of this thing really wasn’t loud. Even if it discovered strange black oil, it would only ring once or twice.

"Ooo ooo eee eee!"

Pang Youyou spoke in fox language, meaning that for their blind box opening task, there wasn’t much need to worry about strange black oil. After all, the black oil was all growing from the ground.

Thus, a group of foxes chatted while opening boxes, drilling dozens of holes and swinging hundreds to thousands of hammers before finally opening the box of this smaller, thicker-walled Bronze House.

They carefully lifted off the cover and moved it aside, revealing the house filled with river sand inside.

"Ooo ooo ooo!"

"Eee eee eee!"

"Eee eee eee!"

This house was different from the others, what kind of treasure might it contain inside?

At this moment, the purple bellflower beside them suddenly began to sway wildly, trembling, and let out a rapid ringing!

Ding-a-ling-ling-ling-ling...

The sound was sharp and clear, like a steel bell honed a thousand times over, nothing like what a flower could produce.

The foxes exchanged glances, bewildered, and then jumped out of the small house one by one, retreating swiftly over a dozen meters, staring at the small house from afar.

Their faces were filled with terror.

Earlier in the morning, the brothers found the eerie black oil, and the bell only rang once or twice.

But now, as they open the box of this small house, the bell begins to sing! Continuously, persistently singing! With sharp, high-pitched notes!

The foxes continued to retreat, fixating on that small house.

"Awoo awoo awoo!"

"Ying ying ying!"

"Ying ying ying!"

White Tail was about to turn around and run up the mountain to find the master...

Whoosh!

A gust of wind blew past; it was the master, who somehow arrived, brushed past its shoulder, and rushed to the small house.

"What’s going on?

"What kind of ghostly thing has been dug up?"

Bai Mo expanded his divine sense, first making the Purple Bellflowers stop the alarm.

Then, with caution, he spread his divine sense into the Bronze House.

Inside the house was filled with river sand.

Buried in the river sand were chains.

The chains tightly bound a skeleton!

What triggered the alarm from the Purple Bellflowers was precisely this skeleton!

Because it had been completely soaked in the eerie black oil, turning the bones black, and the oil was even constantly seeping out!

The river sand and chains inside the Bronze House were stained with the eerie black oil, forming dirty clumps within.

Bai Mo frowned.

What were those foolish Ancient Immortals trying to achieve by binding such a thing inside a blind box?

Planning to surprise Marquis Qing Yue upon her return?

He immediately lifted up the lid he had just opened and covered the Bronze House again, his palm ignited with emerald green Pill Fire, welding the small house shut once more!

Whew!

The Pill Fire in his palm instantly flared up, its heat surged, causing the bronze lid to smoke, turn red, and soften.

"Bring another lid over, add another layer, and weld it more securely."

The fox apprentices immediately swung into action, carrying five or six lids dismantled from other small houses, piling them at the master’s feet.

"Alright, that’s enough."

...

"Welding complete. Pack up."

Bai Mo looked at the still-smoking Bronze House before him... It had been welded with numerous layers, now turned into a big, clumsy, black, and thick bronze lump, ensuring no gaps, no holes, not a single crack, no sand hole, no trace of black oil could escape from it.

"A brand-new forbidden warehouse has just been set up at the foot of Fox Mountain.

"Send this thing to the forbidden warehouse first."

Over a dozen foxes sighed in relief.

Although it was quite dangerous just now, the master had come, and the master had dealt with it, so there was nothing more to fear.

"Awoo awoo awoo!"

"Ying ying ying!"

They ran up, rubbing their heads against the master, then picked up the reinforced and thickened Bronze House, charging towards the foot of the mountain.

Bai Mo watched their departing figures, recalling the eerie black oil.

"What exactly is this stuff?"

Given Bai Mo’s current level in the Alchemy Dao, observing the eerie black oil, he was unable to comprehend, completely clueless as to what it really was.

"Pollution from a higher sequence?

"A factor that contributed to the downfall of the Ancient Immortal Dynasty?

"Or something else?"

Now, there are plenty of black oil samples in hand, enough for research purposes.

Bai Mo considered for a moment.

"Let’s try researching it.

"Although not necessarily yielding results or acquiring new knowledge.

"But still, that black oil should be worth studying."

...

Returning to the Bronze Hall, Bai Mo habitually spread out a cloud of white mist, through which he observed the Little Volcano in the West Ridge Mountain Range.

"Now that it’s known the place has dream overflow, should the committee retreat?"

Thinking this, Bai Mo directed his gaze downward.

Upon seeing, he couldn’t help but twitch his mouth.

It turned out, the committee hadn’t retreated!

They were even building new workshops on the Little Volcano, setting up new machinery, bustling with enthusiasm to establish a factory on the Little Volcano!