Chapter 605: Chapter 330: The First Sequence Six Appears on the Sharing Stele, Bai Mo’s Killing Intent
The interior of the treasure trove wasn’t very large, and there was no echo when you walked in.
Though it was pitch black, it wasn’t a problem for Bai Mo and the fox companions.
It was just that the dust was a bit much.
"Cough, cough... Everyone cover your mouths."
He walked as he looked around.
Behind him, his disciples followed, their dark red eyes flashing as they glanced around.
Quanquan Hu held onto the Bronze Mask, rubbing it with his fox paw, wiping away the dirt, and spoke comforting words in fox language.
"Ying ying ying, ow ow ow ying ying..."
... It wasn’t intentional when the brothers stepped on you, it was just a joke.
"Ying ying ow ow ow..."
... The brothers have been clowning around for so long and couldn’t open the door, and you just stood by watching, wasn’t that also a joke on the brother!
"Ying ying ow ow!"
... All squared!
The Bronze Mask wore a peculiar expression, always feeling like something was off with the way this debt was settled?
Quanquan Hu bowed his head, appearing very mysterious.
"Ow ow, ying ying ying..."
... There’s still a barrel of the master’s brewed potion in the warehouse specifically for nurturing Immortal Artifacts. I’ll bring it to you to drink later!
Bai Mo personally made it?
The mask thought for a moment, then smiled broadly, forgiving Quanquan Hu, and recognized him as a brother again.
Beside them, White Ears and Black Ears, along with Quanquan Hu, also tilted their heads and grinned mischievously.
Indeed, there was such a barrel of potion.
Indeed, it was personally brewed by the master.
But it was also close to expiration... The master had mentioned before, might as well give it to this mask to drink. It’s a favor, preventing waste and pity!
Bai Mo walked at the front, his Divine Sense spreading like a breeze, gently and softly, permeating this large warehouse.
Wherever the Divine Sense passed, it revealed patches of dust. This dust was of the same sort now. However, thousands of years ago, they were diverse Immortal Grass, cherished and treasured by Marquis Qing Yue, stored here.
"Ah, time is the cruelest."
Continuing onward, they soon arrived at a corner of the wall.
Here, piles of wine jars were stacked against the wall.
"Huh?"
Bai Mo smiled broadly.
Good wine requires aging. What kind of quality would wine aged for thousands of years be?
Bai Mo leaned closer, carefully lifted a jar, and was surprised to find that there was still half a jar of liquid left inside!
"Oh?
"This... this jar, the red cloth sealing it, is a Talisman?"
No wonder, without some Immortal Dao methods, what kind of wine could last for ten thousand years?
Bai Mo didn’t hastily unseal it, temporarily putting the jars back.
The Bronze Mask flew over, proudly fluttering over the wine jars... These were the wines personally prepared by the Marquis! Though it didn’t know for what purpose the Marquis prepared all this wine?
The wooden boxes beside the wine jars had already rotted to dust.
The Armor inside the boxes lay scattered on the ground.
"Huh?
"This Armor?
"High Tier Immortal Artifact?"
Bai Mo squatted down, picking up a glove. This bronze glove was unexpectedly delicate and exquisite, with slender fingers!
The sliding fasteners at the finger joints were still smooth, moving without any noise.
"This... what Sequence Immortal Artifact must this be?"
The foxes were all excited!
They gathered around with wide eyes!
Such a powerful Immortal Artifact?
Could it be that Fox Mountain got lucky?
Bai Mo smacked his lips.
"What a pity, can’t use it.
"As good as the Immortal Artifact is, it’s... it’s for women."
The foxes all froze, accompanying their master to examine the set of Immortal Armor.
Bai Mo rifled through it, quickly realizing it was a well-fitted set of bronze Immortal Armor.
Picking up the bronze breastplate, judging by its silhouette, you could tell...
"Huh? The Marquis was well-endowed back then?"
The foxes didn’t understand this phrase.
The Bronze Mask perked up its ears, full of confusion.
"Ahem..."
Bai Mo coughed twice, feeling a bit embarrassed.
Picking up the battle skirt, he noticed the waistline was very slender, just enough to wrap one’s fingers around.
And looking at the war boots, guessing the proportions, it was easy to deduce that whoever wore this battle skirt must have had long legs!
Bai Mo shook his head, brushing aside the strange thoughts from his mind.
Swish...
The Bronze Mask, however, darted from a dark corner nearby, carrying a stone slab, proudly showing it to Bai Mo.
This was something the Marquis had carved hiding in this warehouse!
Bai Mo took it, with a sweep of his Divine Sense, his expression immediately turned peculiar.
[A hundred jars of Daughter’s Red, to be saved as dowry for later]
[A set of Cyan Moon Immortal Armor, also saved as dowry]
[Manage the Cyan Moon Pill Palace well, also saved as dowry]
[But in this world, who is worthy of me?]
[So frustrating, the dowry’s ready, but there’s no one to marry]
Bai Mo tried hard to control his expression, to appear serious!
The Bronze Mask fluttered proudly at the side upon seeing Bai Mo’s expression!
The fox disciples, noticing their master’s struggling to keep a straight face, snickered, although they didn’t know what the stone slab recorded.
Bai Mo looked at the stone slab, wondering if he should just help the Marquis obliterate this embarrassing history?
But on second thought, thousands of years ago, the Marquis went off to expel the Qing Lu Ancient Immortal and never returned.
Thousands of years had passed, and the Marquis likely is no longer around.
For unknown reasons, he simply tucked the stone slab away.
"Move all this wine to the warehouse and guard it carefully."
The foxes, joyous and spirited, some went to move the wine, others to move the Immortal Armor.
"Ying ying ying!"
"Ow ow ow!"
Although the Immortal Armor was said to be for women, and the master was too lazy to wear it, its value was undeniable, and who knows when it might come in handy?
Just as they were about to continue exploring the treasure trove, suddenly, before Bai Mo, the darkness abruptly thickened, a greasy black vortex emerged!
Whsh...
From the vortex, a gigantic stone stele appeared!
On the stele were nine lines inscribed with the Nine Kingdoms’ languages!
The disciples immediately left the wine and Immortal Armor, "swish swish swish" huddling behind their master.
Each of them tucked their heads down, remaining silent.
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