Bai Mo sat under the shelter, watching the rain outside fall like a curtain of beads.
With nothing else to do, he began to ponder the Pill Formula again.
His mind conjured up a dozen medicinal ingredients, simulating their interactions...
Beside him, Zhang Shan took out his phone and opened an app called "Wanted List." He began to look at the various wanted criminals inside.
The app's interface was simple, with nine photos per page, each belonging to a wanted criminal.
Many of the criminal photos were stamped with a blue mark... "Immortal-Related Personnel."
"Why would Immortal-Related Personnel become wanted criminals?"
Zhang Shan was puzzled.
Immortal-Related Personnel enjoy great benefits. They get extra points in college entrance exams and can work for the Immortal Technique Committee after graduation, earning high salaries with respectable positions. Why would they choose to become wanted criminals, like rats crossing the street?
He flipped through the pages, looking at the criminal photos.
"I'm on the Immortal Martial Path now. If I ever encounter them, maybe I can fight evil and uphold justice."
Suddenly, he saw a criminal photo and couldn't help but chuckle.
He glanced at Bai Mo beside him, hesitated for a moment, but still moved closer.
"Bai Mo, take a look at this, it's funny."
Zhang Shan held up his phone to Bai Mo.
"Look at this wanted criminal, also an Immortal-Related Personnel.
"He looks so ugly!
"Look at his eyes, a thin line!
"Look at his nose, a bulbous nose!
"Look at his skin, like the surface of the Moon!
"Hahahahaha!"
Bai Mo's thoughts were interrupted, but he didn't get angry. He just looked at the phone, then at the third person who had come over behind Zhang Shan.
Sure enough, the third person avoiding the rain under the shelter had come over.
Wearing a hood, he looked over Zhang Shan's shoulder at the phone screen.
The screen's light illuminated his face.
Illuminated his eyes, a thin line!
Illuminated his nose, a bulbous nose!
Illuminated his skin, like the surface of the Moon!
Bai Mo curled his lips and looked from the phone screen to the face behind Zhang Shan.
"This... looks a bit like you. But it shouldn't be, right?"
The bulbous-nosed wanted criminal shook his head.
"Yes, it's me."
He stood behind Zhang Shan, grinning, and struck with a hand chop toward Zhang Shan's back!
Rip——
In that moment between life and death, Zhang Shan reacted, rolling sideways to dodge, rolling off the bench, out of the shelter, and into the rain.
His face turned even paler, his back burning with pain!
His school uniform was torn, his flesh was torn, blood flowed, exposing his spine!
If he had reacted a little slower, he might have had his spine crushed!
He looked at the wanted criminal in the shelter, then at Bai Mo, fear surged in his heart. He also felt intense pain in his back and instability in his stance.
"Who... who are you?
"Why do you want to hurt people?"
The wanted criminal sat in the shelter, on the bench, grinning, with Zhang Shan's flesh hanging from his fingers, dripping Zhang Shan's blood.
"I'm that ugly guy on your phone.
"Just like you, I'm an Immortal-Related Personnel.
"But I'm a bit freer than you, and a bit more powerful than you.
"Tonight, meeting me is your bad luck."
"Hahahaha."
How could it be such a coincidence?
The atmosphere grew awkward.
The rain continued to pour.
The distant street lamps still shone dimly.
The distant convenience store was closed, shrouded in darkness.
The streets were devoid of pedestrians or vehicles.
Zhang Shan panicked suddenly, not knowing what to do.
It seemed he couldn't defeat that person!
And shouting for help wouldn't work; in this rainy night, no one would hear him!
In a hurry, his voice trembled, and he stuttered.
"Bai Mo, run!
"I'll hold him off!
"Call the police!"
The wanted criminal chuckled, "Hehehe," out loud.
"What the hell, do you think we're shooting a drama?
"You're going to hold me off?
"How are you going to hold me off?
"With your beautiful legs wrapping around me?"
He laughed, then suddenly realized something was off.
He looked at the other high school student, only to find in the student's arms a fire-red fox. A particularly fat fire-red fox that was rubbing its head in the student's arms, wagging its tail in a playful manner.
Hmm?
At this moment, the fox in Bai Mo's arms was White Ears.
After advancing to Sequence Nine, it was already capable of blurring the boundaries between dreams and reality, bringing objects from dreams into reality. Bai Mo as Sequence Seven could certainly do more.
He casually summoned a disciple... He didn't want to act himself, not out of laziness, but mainly because he feared losing control, causing too much commotion, and attracting trouble.
White Ears was brought over and was quite happy. It nestled in its master's arms, acting spoiled.
It suddenly sensed something was off...
The person outside the shelter was injured? Who was that? Didn't know.
Inside the shelter was another person, sitting on the chair, blood on his fingers... Hmm?
White Ears squinted its eyes.
What level is this guy? Sitting on the same chair as my master?
Only to see this wanted criminal already sensing something was wrong, suddenly turning ferocious. With a hand chop cutting through the air, he lunged forward!
White Ears leaped up like a red flash from its master's arms, charging at the wanted criminal, with its large tail swinging in the air!
Bang!
The wanted criminal was slapped in the face by the tail, sent flying as if hit by a car, thrown a dozen meters away, drawing an arc, flying out of the shelter, landing on the road with a splash, rolling in the rain, his neck softened, lying in a puddle, motionless, uncertain of life or death.
...
A van passed through the rain, skimming over puddles, picking up Bai Mo, Zhang Shan, and the unconscious criminal.
In the van, medics urgently bandaged Zhang Shan and performed emergency first aid on the criminal.
Zhang Shan was already stunned. The information from what just happened was too much; his head couldn't process it.
Bai Mo and the Immortal Technique Committee's staff sat side by side in the front.
Bai Mo felt slightly annoyed; dealing with such trivial matters wasted a lot of time. Moreover, he didn't know why, but this wanted criminal smelled terrible...
It turned out the criminal was wearing a special suit like a sealed outfit. When the medics tore it open, a strong stench of blood mixed with sour sweat immediately poured out!
This wasn't a fresh stench; it was fermented!
It permeated the car, creeping into people's noses, making their noses hurt, slipping into their eyes, making them sting, even causing them to fear being poisoned, completely unbearable!
The medics wore masks but also frowned tightly.
In the front, the Immortal Technique Committee's staff were accustomed to this.
"It should be an Immortal-Related Personnel.
"In one sequence, quite a few people have a naturally strong bloody scent.
"They wear sealed outfits for long periods to hide the scent, creating a sour sweat stench that's really hard to bear!"
This bloody scent is brought by the path, the sequence?
"What path? The side effects are quite severe."
The Immortal Technique Committee's staff said calmly.
"Immortal Martial.
"Recently, many were newly added, many high school students are on the Immortal Martial Path.
"The Sequence Nine for this path is called Bloodthirsty."
Bai Mo glanced back at Zhang Shan, only to see him fall into silence.