Chapter 751 - 402: Fallen Prince, Amateur Mathematician

Chapter 751: Chapter 402: Fallen Prince, Amateur Mathematician

The air in the office was nearly frozen, tense and ready for a showdown!

Jiao Su and the sable-wearing youth, one stood behind the desk, the other sat in front of it, separated by the table.

Jiao Su widened his eyes, his face twisted in a snarl, as he pulled out a handgun, aiming it at the youth’s head.

"You insulted my master; today, you will not be spared!

"My handgun bullets are all poisoned..."

Then the youth, unperturbed and smiling, raised his right hand, his fingertips burning with a black, filthy, greasy Pill Fire.

Jiao Su remained unfazed.

"...My handgun bullets are all poisoned; even a scratch would be unbearable for Sequence Eight!

"So let’s not risk it; it would be quite awkward if it misfired."

He put the gun back, ignoring the cold sweat on his forehead, and forced a smile.

"Sir... may I ask what business you have with me?"

The sable-wearing youth also grinned.

He lowered his hand, put away the Pill Fire, and casually brushed off the white sable fur coat he was wearing.

"I have a question as well.

"I shouldn’t have called Uncle Ma Liu by his name.

"I often hear my master call him by that name, so I got used to it, and it slipped out. My apologies to Uncle, hahaha!"

The atmosphere slightly eased.

Jiao Su continued speaking.

"May I know who your master is?"

Then the sable-wearing youth introduced himself.

"My name is Yu Cui, the most untalented of my master’s disciples.

"My master, Uncle Ma Liu should be very familiar with.

"He is known as Bai Bao Immortal."

Jiao Su was suddenly enlightened.

"So it’s the legendary Bai Bao Immortal!

"I’ve heard so much about you!

"I’ve heard so much about you!"

As he praised, he waited for a response from the Ancient Immortal Master in his mind.

This Bai Bao Immortal, who exactly is he? What’s his background?

Then he heard his master’s peculiar tone.

"He is one of the vice presidents of the Douluo Immortal Thief Society.

"Even before the calamity, he was already a peak Marquis.

"With the calamity, shrouded in mystery, he might already be a false Prince by now?"

Oh?

Jiao Su was enlightened.

So far, most of the Ancient Immortals recorded by the Immortal Committee were in Sequence Four, a few in Sequence Three. Only Professor Zhang’s master Qing Lu Ancient Immortal was suspected to be in Sequence Two!

This sable-wearing youth Yu Cui’s master is also in Sequence Two?

He composed himself, extended his hand with a smile to shake hands with Yu Cui, and laughed with him.

"Then I’ll venture to call you Brother Yu Cui!

"I am Jiao Su!

"It’s a shame we met so late! A shame we met so late!

"Hahahaha.

"I wonder what guidance Brother has for visiting me?"

Yu Cui’s eyes lit up, his expression excited.

"I’ve come to ask my junior brother for some help!

"Staying in luxury hotels, eating seafood feasts, buying new sable, buying flashy sports cars, enjoying life!

"You’ve become a big official in the Immortal Committee over the past three years, yet I’ve struggled in vain, gaining nothing.

"Attending high school during the day, writing exams, and cultivating under my master’s guidance at night.

"I scored only 230 on the college entrance exam, not even enough for a technical college.

"My cultivation hasn’t been fruitful either, stuck at Sequence Seven!

"Meanwhile, other Immortal Technique Masters lead glamorous lives, becoming officials, getting rich, dating beautiful women, gaining fame, each with their own splendor!

"I can’t help but feel dissatisfied!

"I just want my junior brother to help me experience the marvels of the human world!"

Jiao Su and Yu Cui exchanged a glance, with both pairs of eyes glinting mischievously.

"Hahahaha!

"Consider it done!

"I’ll make sure you’re well taken care of, Brother!"

"Hehehehe!

"Thank you!

"I won’t dare forget your warm hospitality!"

Jiao Su took out his phone and searched for a contact in his address book.

Yu Cui sat back on the office sofa, quietly awaiting arrangements.

Jiao Su dialed a number and made a call.

"Hello? Manager Fang? That presidential suite of yours..."

As he made arrangements, he smiled at Yu Cui.

Yu Cui’s talk about wanting to experience the marvels of the human world, he dismissed as nonsense he didn’t believe at all.

Jiao Su had no idea what Yu Cui actually wanted, nor could he ask.

Yu Cui’s mention of his master’s status as Sequence Two in the Douluo Immortal Thief Society, Bai Bao Immortal, he fully believed.

Because, the door Yu Cui had opened upon arriving was still ajar.

The doorway continued to swirl with endless yellow sand, blocking out the sky, exuding a strange and desolate aura, precisely that of the Heluo Treasure Vault!

In his mind, Ancient Immortal Ma Liu sighed a thousand times.

"Yu Cui can actually utilize the Heluo Treasure Vault?

"How on earth did he accomplish this?

"How much of the Treasure Vault’s secrets and knowledge does his master Bai Bao Immortal actually possess?"

...

After signing some documents and reviewing charts, another leisurely day in the office was drawing to an end.

As evening approached, snowflakes indeed began to fall outside the window again.

Bai Mo, Fang Xiaoyu, and Wu Qingyun all gathered around the coffee table, munching on a box of crispy egg rolls.

The fox apprentice Xiao Chuixue crouched atop the coffee table, holding an egg roll with its paw.

"Ow! Ow! Ow!"

Throwing back its head, it opened its mouth wide, and the entire egg roll was gulped down vertically.

"Ahm!"

A single bite down.

Then it chewed while smugly glancing at its master.

This was a special performance for its master, showcasing its unique talent of devouring an egg roll in one go!

Fang Xiaoyu chuckled aloud.

Bai Mo also patted Xiao Chuixue’s head with a smile.

"Very impressive."

Simultaneously, he munched while frowning slightly.

Lately, the alchemy documents excavated from Fox Mountain had become increasingly scarce.

The documents regarding the separation of Immortal Grass were becoming few.

The documents concerning the Elixir making were also turning scarce.

More critically, Elixir making is a highly precise, extremely complex, and very tedious process, and the documents excavated from Fox Mountain were fragmented, unreliable pieces of information scattered here and there.