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Chapter 574 - 314: I Would Guard the Gate of Pure White Hell (2)
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Chapter 574: Chapter 314: I Would Guard the Gate of Pure White Hell (2)

Song Yin widened his eyes, looking at Lu Qian!

His eyes seemed unaccustomed to the light, and in that moment, they were already bloodshot, appearing slightly ferocious.

Lu Qian was momentarily speechless.

"But... he... they... these prisoners..."

Song Yin snorted coldly.

"For a long time, I’ve known that you people like to speak for criminals, like to uphold the rights of criminals!

"But I am different, I always protect the rights of the innocent who have passed away!

"Ms. Lu Qian, please do not forget, the Immortal Technique Era has arrived!

"The souls of the innocently dead, will have lingering spirits!

"Beware of these weeping spirits coming into your dreams!"

The meeting room fell silent.

Chairman Chen Shu, Professor Zhang, and the others bowed their heads pretending nothing happened.

Bai Mo held his disciple, expressionless.

Hu Hufeng squatted in the master’s arms, also with a cold face, expressionless.

Mo Lanyou’s eyes carried a hint of schadenfreude.

The secretary in the corner was pale.

Lu Qian’s sobs echoed in the meeting room.

She wiped her tears and still said.

"Warden Song Yin, what about you?

"Aren’t you afraid of a twisted mind?

"Four prisoners have already died in the prison, aren’t you afraid of their spirits..."

Song Yin grinned.

"I am willing to stand at the gate of Pure White Hell.

"I am not afraid of a twisted mind.

"As for spirits... my dream doors are open, welcome anytime."

The meeting room was silent for a moment.

Professor Zhang pulled out some documents, changing the topic with a smile.

"The third thing, another piece of great news.

"We are about to launch a very impressive project, hahaha.

"This project is not easy to manage."

He pulled out a small transparent jar from the pocket of his lab coat.

"This is a very strategically significant Immortal Elixir we just acquired, named Traitor’s Wine.

"This thing, existed in the Ancient Immortal Dynasty, but back then the costs were high, no one could afford it.

"Unexpectedly, today, the cost has actually gone down.

"This..."

Professor Zhang spoke eloquently, and everyone’s gaze moved to the small jar.

Bai Mo was also very curious.

Traitor’s Wine?

What is that?

...

In the dream hall.

Medicine Monkey Ancient Immortal opened the small bottle that had just been delivered, brought it to his nose, his nostrils twitching, sniffing the scent.

"Hmm... hmm... hmm?

"Seems like Traitor’s Wine.

"This... this stuff..."

Wang E was a bit nervous on the side.

"I heard the new version of Traitor’s Wine isn’t costly?

"Can we brew it?"

Wang E widened his eyes, staring at the Ancient Immortal’s face, watching his expression.

Medicine Monkey Ancient Immortal sniffed several times, repeatedly confirming.

He furrowed his brow, pondering for a long time.

"This is... Cui Ping Leaf... no, Green Screen Leaf, Yellow Rice Leaf, what else? Red Qu Leaf?

"All Sequence Nine’s ingredients, the cost of these herbs, not high!

"But..."

Medicine Monkey Ancient Immortal rubbed a Black Muddy Pill Fire out with his fingers, staring at the Pill Fire, pondering for a long time.

"The skill requirement is a bit high!

"Can’t brew it!

"Ordinary people can’t brew it!

"Forget it, Dark World, don’t even think about it."

Medicine Monkey Ancient Immortal grinned, revealing Yellow Fang.

"But even the Immortal Committee can’t brew it!

"Unless the West State Boss goes sleepless, and treats himself like a machine, specifically for brewing this stuff! Otherwise, even if he brews ten or eight bottles, it won’t affect the big picture."

...

On the conference table.

Bai Mo got the small jar, opened the valve, sniffed lightly, expressionless, feeling peculiar.

This... what the hell...

This stuff was actually collected by the Immortal Committee?

And given a weirdly artistic name?

Traitor’s Wine?

Professor Zhang pointed to the big TV behind him, showing two clean white bones just excavated from underground in the West Ridge Mountain Range, beaming with delight.

"Hahaha, these two guys, both Gu Masters, one Sequence Seven, one Sequence Eight.

"But they suffered from Traitor’s Wine, their own Gu Insects gnawed them down to bones.

"If we have this Traitor’s Wine, in the future, we can effectively counter Gu Masters!

"Expert Bai Mo, are you willing to give it a try?"

Bai Mo held the small jar without any expression, pondering in his heart.

... What the Immortal Committee wants is definitely a way for large-scale production. But this stuff requires dreamlike cultivation for the raw materials, and the refining method is somewhat peculiar. To achieve mass production, replacing with materials from the present world is necessary, along with new production processes.

He considered the modern technological level he’s familiar with.

It’s possible to mass-produce!

But quite troublesome, just the manpower and resources consumed in early-stage research are already terrifying.

Thinking of this,

he hesitated to speak.

"If this project takes a very long time..."

Professor Zhang waved his hand.

"It’s originally a lottery-type project, we don’t expect it to definitely succeed. Moreover, we are prepared for long-term research and to fight a prolonged battle."

Bai Mo added,

"Then, the consumption of manpower and resources will be quite high. What if it all goes down the drain..."

It may not be possible to find suitable alternative materials in the present world!

The possibility of it going down the drain is not nonexistent!

The Ancient Immortal in Mo Lanyou’s mind sneered.

"Could this guy be trying to use this fundamentally incomplete project to endlessly swindle resources and eat up funding?"

"Back in the Holy Land, there was this kind of gameplay."

Professor Zhang glanced at Chairman Chen Shu and immediately expressed his stance.

"Actually, Expert Bai Mo, you might have misunderstood a bit.

"Our Immortal Committee has done many projects and spent lots of resources these years.

"We’ve had many failures...

"So... uh... this..."

The atmosphere at the conference table became a bit awkward for a moment.

Professor Zhang was also embarrassed himself.

He gave an awkward smile.

"There’s nothing we can’t admit. Hahaha.

"Several of Expert Bai Mo’s projects have indeed been successful.

"But there are many other projects of ours that haven’t succeeded.

"Failure is something that runs through life! Haha.

"In short, resources are abundant! Don’t worry about pressure!"

...

In the pitch-black night, amidst the broken walls and ruins.

Nests of Gu insects, some rustling quietly, fighting on the ground.

Others buzzing, colliding in the air.

Occasionally, splattering dark green sap, and sometimes Gu insects being devoured by their kind.

A chubby young man sat on a rock among the pile of insects.

"Master, will this Traitor’s Wine affect our plan?"

The old man beside him, sitting cross-legged among the swarm of insects, broke off a Poison Fang from a beetle as he spoke.

"Afraid of what?

"You’re not going to West State.

"Come, stretch out your hand and let Master use it for a bit."

The chubby young man immediately stretched out a finger.

The Ancient Immortal pinched his finger and stabbed it with the Gu insect’s Poison Fang!

Pop...

His fingertip was pricked and the Poison Fang was stained with blood.

The chubby young man couldn’t help but shiver.

The Ancient Immortal rolled his eyes.

"Look at your lack of courage!

"Back in the day, your ancestors were Blood Nourished Princes who slept in piles of poisoned stingers. Whenever the stingers were hungry, they took a bite; when thirsty, they drank from him. His whole body was never intact. But he slept soundly every day.

"You’ve only taken one bite, what’s with the shiver?"

After feeding the Gu insect, the Master released the chubby young man’s finger.

"Nothing to be afraid of.

"Master has arranged everything for you.

"Your era is about to come!"

The chubby young man retracted his finger, thinking of putting it in his mouth to ease the wound, but was afraid of being poisoned, hesitating for a moment.

Two months ago, he was just a Sequence Nine’s little nobody.

Suddenly one day, Master discovered he had the Prince Bloodline of the Blood Nourished, and immediately started nurturing him!

In just a few short days, he advanced to Sequence Eight, then to Sequence Seven, and even completed four cultivation tasks of Sequence Seven!

At this moment, sitting on this rock, he still felt unreal.

"Master, I saw online before that each Sequence Seven cultivation is extremely difficult. How come for me..."

The Ancient Immortal curled his lips.

"Sequence Seven cultivation is about transforming the body, laying the foundation for deeper cultivation afterward.

"With your Prince Bloodline, your body is unique. Many metrics and characteristics are close to the ideal Immortal Cultivation Body, so naturally, you save a lot of effort.

"Understand?"

The chubby young man didn’t understand.

"What’s different? I had normal medical checkups since I was little..."

The Ancient Immortal grew impatient.

"Put it this way!

"Their difficulty is their issue!

"Your ancestors’ efforts provided you with a good bloodline, and thus you don’t have to face difficulty!

"It’s a universal truth throughout history!

"Understand now?"

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