Chapter 566: Chapter 310: Celestial Palace Grand Ceremony, Little Volcano Military Factory Exchange Shop Reopens (Part 2)

"Organizations like Cyan Moon Pill Palace do not conduct large-scale research themselves; they just focus on production, engage in low-cost, low-technology work.

"And research on mega projects like the Seed Domain is left to the Celestial Palace?

"So, in Cyan Moon Pill Palace, there should be even more of the Seed Domain knowledge, those documents brought back from the Celestial Palace?"

Bai Mo grinned!

As long as there’s some, it’s all good!

Even though the quality of these documents isn’t high!

Even though after millions of years, it’s hard to say what’s left!

But as long as some remain, it’s better than none!

He continued to read the documents, scanning a few pieces and suddenly noticed records of offerings from Cyan Moon Pill Palace to the Celestial Palace.

[...Every ten years, the day for offerings to the Celestial Palace is approaching...]

[...The Marquis leads our ten Masters of Fire, one hundred Grass Pill Masters, gathering ten bushels of Primordial Immortal Qi from six major domains, traveling a thousand miles to reach the Celestial Palace...]

[...Our caravan has ten wagons, each filled with Blank Ruo Leaves, ready to record the knowledge bestowed by the Celestial Palace...]

It looks very grand and formal!

Bai Mo continued to read.

[...Along the way, we encounter Holy Land Princes, other Marquises, who either carry Ten Stone Immortal Qi or Super Immortal Grass, making us look quite shabby, but the Marquis says, our Cyan Moon Pill Palace is newly founded, still a fragile base, ten bushels of Immortal Qi, we’ve given our all, no regrets...]

Bai Mo grinned.

Proudly poor huh!

Read further.

[...We haven’t yet seen the Celestial Palace, but we first see the experimental field area of the Celestial Palace, ten thousand miles all around, unexpectedly all experimental fields...]

[...Here are various Immortal Trees and exotic flowers, acres of rare medicinal herbs. The most treasured herbs of Cyan Moon Pill Palace, are not at all rare here. Cyan Moon Pill Palace’s most crucial Purple Earth Dragon, here is merely garden fencing...]

[...Is the knowledge from the Pill Palace derived from experiments in these thousands of miles of herb fields? If we exchange knowledge this time, return to the Pill Palace, maybe I can successfully condense a Seed Container? I am even more hopeful...]

This Ancient Immortal, feels a bit like Granny Liu visiting the Grand View Garden?

Though speaking of these thousands of miles of herb fields, not only he’s hopeful, Bai Mo also covets.

Ten thousand miles around, how many acres might that be?

[...The Celestial Palace prepared special ceremonial robes for our tribute, the robes we meticulously prepared aren’t necessary...]

[...Luckily not needed, or else our shabby robes would’ve been quite embarrassing...]

[...On the banquet of the Celestial Palace, the dishes are shockingly abundant, even including Super Immortal Grass? Including Jade Pool Immortal Peaches? Including Grass Pills...]

[...The Marquis secretly instructed us, don’t care too much about face, our face isn’t worth much, just open up our chops and eat heartily. Just filling our stomachs, we’ve already earned back our ten bushels of Immortal Qi offering. If we try harder, eat a few more Immortal Peaches, few more Grass Pills, we’ve really profited big time...]

Bai Mo widened his eyes, exclaiming damn.

Is Cyan Moon Pill Palace here for offerings?

How come it’s all about mooching food and clothes, like taking advantage of the situation?

[...This banquet hall is truly enormous, see only columns, not the walls...]

[...Eight hundred Princes gathered together, their toasts crisscrossing, laughter like thunder, grand and lofty...]

[...Flowing Fire Emperor sits in the center, like a round sun, I dare not glance upwards...]

[...The Emperor is very pleased, personally refined a batch of Grass Pills, nineteen pills flew into the banquet upon opening, every Immortal could reach to snatch them, I also need to grab...]

[...Grab what crap, each Heir of the Holy Land is a beast, with them around, how can anyone else grab...]

Bai Mo read while sighing...is this banquet really lively?

Just seeing the blurred words on the stone slab, he seemed to feel the grandeur and flourishing of that era.

[...Today is the main event, we offered Immortal Qi, can go imprint the Celestial Palace’s knowledge...]

[...Celestial Palace has seventy-two Academies, Marquis said the Seed Academy’s knowledge costs highest, most valuable and worthwhile, took us straight to Seed Academy...]

Ah?

Seventy-two Academies?

Bai Mo’s mouth turned sour...he admitted, at this moment, he was somewhat envious of the Celestial Palace Heir.

[...Miscalculated, we offered too little, cannot imprint the most core knowledge...]

[...Seed Academy is divided into three layers, outer layer records data observed in ten thousand acres of herb fields]

[Middle layer records mathematical rules refined and summarized by Celestial Palace’s math professors]

[Core is Seed knowledge researched and summarized by Celestial Palace’s knowledge Immortals]

[With our contribution, can only imprint the outer layer]

[...With my qualifications, what use are these raw data...]

[...Marquis said, since we came, we might as well imprint these raw data on ten wagons of Ruo Leaves, take back to the Pill Palace...]

[...We really are, too poor...]

Bai Mo paused for a moment.

Read the text again.

"Too poor?

"Can only imprint the outer layer to bring back?

"Only imprinted the raw data?"

"Ten carts of Ruo leaves have been transcribed?"

Bai Mo grinned widely.

"Broke?

"Being broke is good!

"Hahaha!"

Doesn’t that mean that the data from ten carts is right here in the Cyan Moon Pill Palace?

[... The Marquis had these ten carts of data transcribed onto stone slabs, hoping they would last for many more years for future generations...]

Bai Mo held the stone slab, turning it over and over, becoming happier and more fond of it the more he looked.

As long as he dug up the stone slabs containing that data, his Seed Domain’s Knowledge Container would be a sure thing!

The excavation team at Fox Mountain was already turning the entire Pill Palace ruins upside down; all he had to do was wait!

Just as he was enjoying himself, he suddenly noticed his apprentice tugging at his sleeve.

"Wahh wahh wahh, ooh ooh ooh ooh!"

Hmm?

He looked up to see Tie Shiba, in the image mid-air, carrying a large tray filled with various molds, walking along the road.

"Wahh wahh wahh!"

Po Po Rain pointed at the tray of molds, face full of excitement and eyes shining. It wanted them badly!

Bai Mo looked troubled.

"But... we can’t just take them; it would disrupt their production rhythm.

"If he were to place that stuff in the small temple on the mountaintop, then maybe..."

Just as he finished speaking, he saw Tie Shiba turn and head into the small temple at the mountaintop.

...

Tie Shiba wasn’t planning to trade the tray of molds, just stopping by the small temple on his way. He placed the tray on a small table at the entrance and started wandering around the temple.

Inside the small temple were all kinds of weapons... sniper rifles, submachine guns, scopes, armor-piercing bullets, grenades... filling up shelves waiting for the West State Boss to make a trade.

Tie Shiba entered, his gaze carefully sweeping over each shelf to check if anything had been successfully exchanged.

"It’s been ages since the last opening..."

In fact, no matter what gets exchanged, the Immortal Committee earns big!

Previously, trading those Immortal Grass and Immortal Fruits had successfully extended the lives of several old scientists, which was invaluable!

"What exactly does this person like?

"Why can’t we figure it out?"

Professor Wang, holding a triangular bayonet, stepped into the small temple.

"Let’s offer this too; maybe that person is interested in modern cold weapons?"

...

The dormitory hall at Fox Mountain was already in an uproar!

"Wahh wahh wahh!"

"Ooh ooh ooh!"

"Wahh wahh wahh!"

The molds have entered the temple!

Po Po Rain tugged at the master’s sleeve, eyes full of longing! Just waiting for the master’s word, and it would go exchange for the molds!

Bai Mo frowned.

He felt that Tie Shiba probably wasn’t planning on trading the molds.

But...

"Oh well.

"But what will you use to trade?"

Po Po Rain jumped away from the master’s side, rushed to the bar, and soon returned with a creatively mixed drink made from leftover bar scraps!

"Wahh wahh wahh!"

Bai Mo’s expression grew even more peculiar.

He flicked the cup with his finger, and with a "ding," the inside of the glass formed a layer of ice.

"Then go trade with this."

...

"Alas, perhaps back then, it was just a whim.

"I think this small temple should just be dismantled."

Inside the small temple, Professor Wang shook his head and sighed.

He and Tie Shiba turned and left.

Tie Shiba was just about to retrieve the molds he’d casually left at the temple entrance and head back to the workshop when he widened his eyes, seeing that the molds had disappeared!

In their place was a crystal-clear ice cup containing a strange solid-liquid mixture.