Chapter 599: Chapter 327: The Sea of Flowers Bai Mo Promised
"Oh? Is it something like this?"
The Black Ghost Eye, this Super Immortal Grass, had an even stronger perception, transmitting more and more specific messages to Bai Mo!
When the Dragon Hook entered the Mad Brain, the Black Ghost Eye instantly conveyed its perception of the Dragon Hook back to Bai Mo...
Bai Mo seemed to see, in the chaotic, ink-splashed world of the Mad Brain’s consciousness, a chameleon with a hooked tail, lying beside the River of Will, drinking madly!
This chameleon was composed of runes, but as it drank madly, its belly turned round and large!
Unexpectedly, it spawned two more!
One of them, with a round belly, intended to leave this mindscape and return the willpower inside its belly to its master!
The other, with a flat belly and starving, was about to leave this mindscape to seek food elsewhere!
Bai Mo sighed.
With a thought, the black-and-red chaotic world of the Mad Brain’s consciousness turned into a chaotic crimson color!
The crimson torrent rampaged, shredding several Dragon Hooks to pieces!
"I can’t calm the Mad Brain.
"But making it crazier is much simpler."
It wasn’t just this place.
As the Plant Neurology Great Tripod in Bai Mo’s eyes slowly rotated and the runes on the tripod lit up one by one, the vast North Suburb Base saw one clump after another of Mad Brains turned crimson!
The black-and-red Mad Brain tricked the Dragon Hook into the trap, inviting it into the urn!
The crimson Mad Brain shredded the Dragon Hook, catching it in the urn!
...
Inside the dream cabin.
Ye Han suddenly noticed something unusual.
"Master, isn’t the Master of Communication supposed to communicate with plants and trees?
"You said the Cyan Emperor could communicate with plants and trees; can’t other Masters of Communication do that?"
The Ancient Immortal explained.
"Other Masters of Communication can only communicate with Immortal Grass.
"But the Cyan Emperor...he didn’t care about immortals or mortals; he could communicate even with ordinary grass!
"You may not understand how terrifying this is.
"These ordinary grasses have no spirituality, no consciousness, and can’t be communicated with.
"But legend says the Cyan Emperor...he could give ordinary grass spirituality!
"Or rather, he could ignite the spirituality in ordinary grass!"
Ye Han was unresponsive, thinking it wasn’t a big deal.
Then his master continued.
"Immortal Grass is scarce, but ordinary grass is everywhere!
"What makes the Cyan Emperor terrifying is that, as long as there is a blade of grass, unless it’s a barren wasteland where not even a bird would shit, he had ears and could know all!"
Ye Han suddenly understood.
He was still afraid of the West State Boss.
Unconsciously, he kept questioning about Alchemy Dao because of that fear.
But then, upon reflection, the West State Boss being below Sequence Six couldn’t possibly be the Cyan Emperor, which put his mind at ease slightly.
The Ancient Immortal saw through his thoughts and smiled.
"What are you afraid of?
"You are here in this prison, silently developing for a year or so to reach Sequence Six, and everyone in the North Suburb Base will be loyal to you.
"By then, would you still fear a Sequence Seven Alchemist?
"Relax, my apprentice!"
Ye Han smiled awkwardly.
"Master, what exactly is his background?
"Celestial Palace Inheritor? Holy Land Inheritor? Or someone like you...um...a Fallen Immortal disciple?"
Among all in the world, Immortal Technique Masters are just these three types of identities.
The first two are mortal enemies of the third!
The Red Ink Ancient Immortal had no qualms about the words "Fallen Immortal".
"He...he indeed...
"He is indeed very powerful.
"If he is a Celestial Palace Inheritor, it makes perfect sense.
"But what’s strange is, the Immortal Technique he used has nothing to do with the Celestial Palace or the Holy Land!
"Jumble, chaos, bizarre and grotesque, yet profound and inscrutable.
"His Immortal Technique, it’s a path of its own!
"So, everyone thinks, he should also be a Fallen Immortal disciple, right?"
Among Fallen Immortals, there were divisions and they also fought amongst themselves.
Ye Han nodded.
He was completely unaware of the liveliness outside, in the bright and white prison.
Unbeknownst to him, an invisible Dragon Hook was climbing along the corridor towards his room!
And wherever the Dragon Hook passed, blossoms appeared along the way!
Yes, in this corridor, one after another tender sprout broke through the steel and concrete, tenaciously rising, and with a speed visible to the naked eye, growing, spreading leaves, and blooming!
...
At the prison entrance.
In Song Yin’s room, the alarm sounded!
Beep—
Beep—
Song Yin woke up with a start from the ground, furrowed his brows, wiped the blood off his face, slowly climbed up, and saw the computer screen flashing red, screaming alarm!
"Oh no...huh?"
He leaped to the computer screen and saw the surveillance footage.
"This? Blossoms all the way...
"West State Boss?"
At this moment, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and "thump" sat down in the chair.
"Haha. Hahaha."
Suddenly, he felt something in his nose, pinched it, and blew out a large glob of mucous.
"What’s this in my nose?
"What’s going on?"
He was completely unaware that his nose had just been passed by Dragon Hook, Vine Silk, and Black Ghost Eye one after the other.
...
Snort...
In the brightly lit office, Chairman Chen Shu blew out a large glob of bloody mucous.
He held a tissue, puzzled about where the mucous came from, unaware of what happened in his mind.
But his eyes were fixed on the computer screen, staring at the prison corridor surveillance, staring at the blossoms all the way in that corridor!
"West State Boss? Has he made a move again?
"Could Song Yin’s initial warning have been correct?
"Is there really a problem in the prison?"
...
At the banquet, more and more workers and staff had already picked up packed cakes and roast meat and left.
Snort!
Occasionally, someone blew out a large glob of mucous.
"Oh, I’m really sorry."
"Don’t know where this mucous came from."
"Haha."
Beside the dining table, Bai Mo and Professor Zhang were watching the surveillance footage on a phone, both faces filled with shock.
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