Chapter 428: Chapter 244: Immortal Technique Ultimate Move, Primordial Immortal Qi, Master Chong Seeks Help (2)

The Poison Master Wang E next to him also followed and turned his gaze over.

"Master, what is this?"

The Medicine Monkey Ancient Immortal sat cross-legged on the ground, holding this piece of withered grass.

"This is a Sequence Six Immortal Grass, the Qi Rong Chrysanthemum!"

Wang E frowned; he didn’t see any fuzz or chrysanthemum on this grass.

"Master, didn’t you say this kind of Sequence Six withered grass can’t be revived and is useless?"

The Medicine Monkey Ancient Immortal shook his head.

"No, this one is different; it contains Primordial Immortal Qi!

"Primordial Immortal Qi!"

Wang E immediately beamed, rejoicing with his master!

In this era, Super Immortal Grass has died out, and Primordial Immortal Qi has become like water without a source, all stock, no increment. The Ancient Immortals perhaps still have some at hand, but they decrease with each use.

Finding this dry grass containing Primordial Immortal Qi is indeed a cause for celebration.

Wang E quickly played to his flattery skills and asked,

"Master, how much is in it? A liter?"

The Medicine Monkey Ancient Immortal looked at Wang E with a peculiar expression, shaking his head.

"A gallon?"

The Medicine Monkey Ancient Immortal still shook his head.

Wang E immediately realized his flattery might have gone astray!

"Master, exactly how much is there?"

The Medicine Monkey Ancient Immortal’s smile didn’t reach his eyes.

"One drop."

How much is one drop?

"A hundred drops make a liter."

Wang E pulled at the corner of his mouth, feeling quite embarrassed.

He quickly patted his chest.

"Master, I’ll immediately get the senior and junior brothers to work overtime and find ninety-nine more of these grasses to make a full liter!"

He spoke loudly, but in his heart, he was frustrated.

Today’s flattery really backfired...

Besides, this Immortal Grass with Primordial Immortal Qi, there’s only been this one in three years, where could he find ninety-nine more?

...

The corridor of the Golden Emperor Hotel, as always, was softly lit, the temperature just right, with a faint floral fragrance wafting through the air.

Bai Mo, dressed in a black sweater, carried his apprentice, Black Moon, walking on the plush carpet towards the depths of the corridor.

"Here we are again."

Having had several confrontations here before, Bai Mo was already quite familiar with this hotel.

He then spread his Divine Sense, scanning the private rooms on both sides, passing over tables with guests in the midst of toasting and cross-drinking.

"Huh, so many Immortal Technique Masters?"

Each private room had two to three Sequence Nine Immortal Technique Masters.

He looked back at Wu Qingyun and Fang Xiaoyu, asking in a low voice.

When it came to these matters, Wu Qingyun was not in the know, but Fang Xiaoyu was very knowledgeable.

"...They’re all bodyguards!

"Some Immortal Technique Masters in society didn’t go to the Committee, nor to the Dark Side, but instead became bodyguards for the rich.

"They’re...less free, needing to protect their employers up close, and also have to regularly report to the Committee for review.

"But the salary is higher, and they can earn more."

Bai Mo came to an understanding.

"Not too bad, actually."

Although these individuals couldn’t be used by the Committee, at least they hadn’t turned to the Dark Side or become elements of social instability. That’s good enough.

As he walked by, occasionally someone from a private room would notice.

"Expert Bai Mo just walked past the door!"

"Which Expert Bai Mo? The Committee one?!"

"Which room is he in? Should we go make a toast and get acquainted?"

"Are you kidding? What level do you think you’re at?"

"Can we help buy his bill?"

"Don’t know which room he went into."

"Who has the influence to invite him out for a meal?"

Recently, there were so many people wanting to meet Bai Mo that they could line up down several streets.

But Bai Mo spent every day only between home and West State University, living a reclusive lifestyle, ignoring anyone’s requests, not selling anyone any favor.

Today, Bai Mo’s appearance at the Golden Emperor Hotel truly surprised a group of entrepreneurs.

At this moment, many private rooms and many old men had their thoughts racing.

"Take note and see who managed to invite Expert Bai Mo."

"Such great influence, able to move this deity."

"Is that bottle of wine I saved up enough to send over as a gift?"

"Later, let’s rush in and settle the bill."

Some were nimble-minded and sent their bodyguards out to sneak a peek.

Others directly pulled in a waiter to quietly inquire.

"Who exactly? Who invited Expert Bai Mo?"

...

Squeak.

The private room door opened, Bai Mo grinned, only to see inside an old man in a garish, colorful shirt and big sunglasses, grinning and waiting.

It was Master Chong!

The old man poked his head out the door, looked here and there, spotted two bodyguards peeking around the corner of the hallway, and a server lingering not far away. He waved at them, smiling brightly, deliberately letting them see him clearly.

"Hey! That server over there, let’s serve the dishes in this room!"

...

Inside the private room, a group of people sat down.

Fang Xiaoyu and Wu Qingyun were both familiar with Master Chong, and everyone chatted and laughed heartily, the atmosphere was lively.

Bai Mo grabbed a handful of pistachios from the table and stuffed them into his disciple’s fox claw.

He spoke up.

"Master Chong, did you get beaten up?"

Master Chong had reached out to him on WeChat for help, so he made this trip.

His divine sense swept over and indeed found bruising on Master Chong’s leg!

But this bruise seemed like an old wound, already ten days to half a month old, almost healed.

Wu Qingyun and Fang Xiaoyu both paused, looking at Master Chong.

They saw Master Chong’s smile freeze.

"This... no... it’s not... how did you know..."

Knock! Knock!

A knocking sound interrupted, as it turned out the dishes were being served.

Everyone stopped talking, waiting for platter after platter of lobsters, king crabs, wagyu beef, and abalone to be brought in.

There were also two bottles of red wine and a bowl of ice.

After tidying up, the server politely excused themselves and left.

Fang Xiaoyu and Wu Qingyun, looking at the dishes on the table and then at Master Chong, became even more indignant!

Black Moon jumped onto the table, looking at the king crab bigger than itself, immediately puffing out its chest, raising its head, and with a swish of its fox claw!

"Aow!"

Who exactly beat up Master Chong, just say it!

Let Master deal with them!

Otherwise, Black Moon can’t enjoy this meal peacefully!

Master Chong was also taken aback for a moment, looking at the king crab and lobster on the table... why were they several sizes bigger than what he ordered?

And those bottles of red wine... aged much older than what he ordered.

The old man didn’t care about all this chaos.

"I... well... didn’t plan on telling you guys about the beating.

"It’s not something glamorous.

"No need for revenge either."

He really hadn’t intended to ask Bai Mo for help with revenge. He had specifically waited over half a month, until his legs were better, before coming to Bai Mo. Didn’t expect, Bai Mo still found out.

"The beating I took involved a business dispute.

"You know, I had an immortal insect business before, where rich people could spend money to invite immortal insects from me."

Bai Mo did indeed know about this.

Master Chong had previously been swindling people under the guise of being an immortal technique expert, selling hormone-fed, hand-painted rune ladybugs as immortal insects to wealthy people at high prices.

He had come to this Golden Emperor Hotel to dine, funded by the money from selling immortal insects.

"Did that business blow up?"

Master Chong replied sheepishly.

"Well, it’s not exactly a blow-up...

"It’s just... several customers who bought the immortal insects later hired immortal technique master bodyguards back home.

"Those bodyguards, one after another, disregarded industry rules, lacking martial ethics, and exposed my immortal insects...

"Actually, even if they were exposed, that’s okay, at worst I could just refund the money.

"But those nouveau riche tycoons, weren’t short of money, just wanted to vent their anger.

"So..."

So they sent their bodyguards to personally confront Master Chong?

This kind of business by Master Chong was tiptoeing around the edges of the law, not daring to make a big scene, getting beat up only to be left unaddressed.

The room fell silent, the atmosphere turning odd.

Bai Mo thought for a moment and looked at Fang Xiaoyu.

"Look into who beat up Master Chong?

"Check if their records are clean.

"If they’re clean, let it be.

"If not..."

Master Chong got anxious upon listening, hurriedly waving his hand.

"No, no, no!

"Xiaomo, let’s not do this!

"You should cherish your reputation! 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

"You can’t tarnish your good name!

"I don’t need you to stand up for me!

"Let the matters of the martial world stay within it, I’ve settled my scores with them!

"I’ve come to you today for another matter, hoping you could help."

Bai Mo thought for a moment.

"What is it you want to discuss first?"

Master Chong took out his phone and opened an app called "West State Wealth."

"I won’t do the immortal insect business anymore, washing my hands off it!

"But I can’t just sit back and do nothing, planning to get into finance to earn some money.

"I want you to recommend some stocks with immortal technique concepts to me!

"Hehehe!"