novelraw Chapter 291 179: Cultivator? Just a Puppet on Strings! (Part 2)
Chapter 291 179: Cultivator? Just a Puppet on Strings! (Part 2)
"Oh."
He understood.
The Dream Origin he wanted was sent here, right in the grass strands that could grow eyeballs above him.
"Tie Ta, let's go."
He pushed open the door of the newsstand, but outside was a spacious and bright room.
They stepped out of the newsstand and somehow transported back to the villa of Strange People Studio.
...
Swish swish swish!
Figures came flying in swift, surrounding the abandoned newsstand.
Wu Qingyun charged ahead, sword in hand!
Bam!
She kicked the door open, only to find it empty inside.
...
Inside a van in the distance.
Cai Xiaozhen heard the news of the failed capture through the earphone, drooping her eyes and let out a deep sigh.
"Sigh...
We didn't get the Dream Origin.
Didn't capture Zhang Qiren either.
Was this trip really for nothing?"
Not catching Zhang Qiren was understandable. He himself was an Array Master, knowing how slippery and hard to catch Array Masters are.
But not getting the Dream Origin was too regrettable!
His intuition told him that a great secret was hidden within that origin, perhaps the answer to "how humans can defeat Ancient Immortals?"
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, calming his frustrated mood.
"Oh?"
He inhaled, and caught the scent of flowers.
"Is there fragrance in the car?
It's so fresh?"
He opened his eyes, suddenly noticing a pot of orchid on the seat beside him!
A pot of orchid drenched by rain, with verdant leaves and tenderly blooming flowers!
The flowerpot was still dripping water, soaking the van's seat.
He was overjoyed, grinning from ear to ear.
"As long as it's here!
As long as it's here!
If there's research, damn it, our Array Center, dozens of livers, we'll all damn well dive in, even die figuring this thing out!"
...
The sky was overcast with dense clouds.
Mountain winds howled.
Inside the Bronze Hall, Bai Mo sat behind the desk, suddenly recalling the so-called "Puppet" theory.
"Then am I, who independently cultivates immortality, considered a lone seedling, a beacon for humanity?"
Bai Mo grinned.
Continuing to pick up the documents beside the desk, he continued to read.
The disciples were still excavating in the dormitory area, uncovering bizarre things.
Such as the piece Bai Mo was reading, it seemed to be the diary of a male Ancient Immortal.
"This stuff, quite boring, I'm not the gossipy type."
Bai Mo sighed, but to not miss any knowledge, he kept his eyes peeled, reading on.
This Copper Plate held old and new diaries.
[...She reached Sequence Six before me, is that so impressive? I'm a genius too, I'll catch up...]
[... hahaha, my upgrade speed is really fast, merely a hundred and thirty years passed, I've completed five practices, in two or three hundred years more, I'll reach Sequence Six...]
[...when I reach Sequence Six, she won't think of surpassing me, hahaha, I will be above, avenging my former disgrace...]
Seeing this, Bai Mo tugged at the corners of his mouth.
This Sequence Six Ancient Immortal is quite vile.
[...Does this Living Nose Immortal Technique really require Sequence Six guidance? I don't buy it. I am a prodigy, I can solve it myself...]
Bai Mo nodded.
Seems this male Ancient Immortal is at odds with his wife?
What even is the Living Nose Immortal Technique?
Must Sequence Six guide to cultivate it?
[...Thirty years have passed, still couldn't figure it out, wasting time, so annoying…...]
[...In thirty years, she helped guide seven people on the Living Nose Immortal Technique, asked me seven times, laughed at me seven times...]
[...Twenty years passed, she helped four more people with Living Nose Immortal Technique, asked me four times, laughed at me four times...]
[...She said I would never reach the top...]
[...hahaha, I took her guidance to those eleven people, eleven cases, must be able to help me decipher the Living Nose Immortal Technique...]
Bai Mo frowned.
What's this male Ancient Immortal up to?
Reverse engineering?
Trying to use his wife's results to reverse her solution process?
[...Fifty years passed, I didn't succeed...]
[...another fifty years gone, still couldn't figure it out...]
[...Do I really need Sequence Six guidance to break through this barrier?...]
[...I only have twenty years left to live, might not have time to solve the Living Nose Immortal Technique. Perhaps I truly erred, should've yielded sooner, asked her sooner, asked her to guide me, help me resolve the Living Nose Immortal Technique...]
Only twenty years left?
Bai Mo furrowed his brow.
"Twenty years isn't short, better hurry and find his wife, let her guide him, wouldn't that suffice?"
[...A century ago, before she went to the battlefield, last time she asked me, last time she offered to guide me, I should've agreed then...]
[...she hasn't returned, I no longer have the chance to agree...]
[...Did she perish? If there are Yellow Springs, could we meet beneath them...]
Ah?
Bai Mo tugged at the corners of his mouth.
This male Ancient Immortal is a bit petty!
When his wife was around, he held grudges, wouldn't ask for help from her.
Now that she's gone, he relents, wanting her help.
"Heh, serves you right."
But what is this Living Nose Immortal Technique? Requires Sequence Six guidance to master?
Where are the eleven guidance cases by his Ancient Immortal wife? Were they preserved?
Bai Mo rummaged around, seeking similar Copper Plates, searching for related documents, but found none.
"Er..."
Coincidentally, Black Star carried a bunch of documents, rushed into the Bronze Hall.
"Ah ah ah!
Whimper whimper whimper!"
It bent down to gently place this pile beside the master's desk.
Bai Mo scanned with Divine Sense, but found this pile also didn't have what he desired.
He beckoned Black Star, asking him to look at the Copper Plate left by the male Ancient Immortal.
"Pay a little attention, focus on seeking this, this type."
Black Star furrowed his brow, noting this Copper Plate was thinner than average, corners had curling patterns, rather distinctive.
He immediately nodded, puffing out his chest, thumping his chest.
"Whimper whimper whimper!"
The meaning was to let the master rest assured, this style of Copper Plate, had been memorized by him, if excavated, none would escape!
...
Bright sunlight shone onto the classroom windowsill.
On the podium, a middle-aged man spoke with a kind smile.
"...Mathematics is at the pinnacle of the academic hierarchy.
Math has always looked down on others, never the other way around.
Math is the tool inevitably used in every discipline.
If a subject does not require mathematics, I can only say the subject is too shallow, or the learner hasn't reached profound depths..."
Under the podium, students of the Immortal Grass Experimental Class were listening attentively, relaxed smiles on their faces.
Today was the first day of school, the main teaching content of various subject teachers was boasting.
They were mentally prepared, listening earnestly as if to a comic performance.
Bai Mo sat in the back row of the classroom, disinterested in such boastful content, already reviewing newly learned prescriptions in his mind.
The chubby fox disciple Moon Claw squatted beside the master's table.
Serious eyes fixed on the outside!
Fox ears perked up, waiting for the bell!
It heard from fellow students in the mountain, the school's rules were much like Fox Mountain. When the noon bell sounds, it's time to eat, and the cafeteria can be visited for meals!
On the podium, the middle-aged teacher continued speaking.
"...In mathematics, many timeless unsolved mysteries remain.
"Such as the famous Goldbach's conjecture?
"Such as the Riemann Hypothesis?
"In recent years, many pseudo-scientists have tirelessly sharpened their knives, ready to tackle these issues.
"But regrettably, within the current knowledge framework, we may not solve these issues...
"You can understand what this means?
"It means, only when we open new areas, new knowledge, might we use these realms' knowledge to solve these mysteries.
"Existing knowledge and systems provide no resolution against these mysteries.
"It's unrelated to personal ability.
"Even if Gauss was resurrected, it wouldn't help..."
Hearing this, Bai Mo instinctively thought of the so-called "Living Nose Immortal Technique"... Could it be, like those mysteries, within Sequence Seven's realm, unsolvable, necessitating Sequence Six's knowledge and ability, requiring Sequence Six intervention to be learned?
Is it really that mystical?