While transcribing, my mind was racing, occasionally extending my divine sense to the outside of the car to check the Purple Earth Dragon and verify this knowledge.

Just after finishing a passage, frowning, my divine sense carefully probed the sieve tube within the Purple Earth Dragon Stems outside...

Suddenly, a bronze mask, "whoosh," flew into the carriage, grinning, dancing up and down inside.

This mask followed Quanquan Hu, discovered the writings of Marquis Qing Yue, and came running straight to Bai Mo! As long as Bai Mo learns what the marquis left behind, it will wholeheartedly help!

At this moment, it excitedly flew forward, picked up a Copper Plate, and floated beside Bai Mo.

It believes that as long as Bai Mo follows the marquis’ path, achieving mastery is just around the corner!

Bai Mo grinned, withdrawing his divine sense from the doorway.

Looking at the Copper Plate in the mask’s mouth, he continued taking notes.

Though inwardly, he felt a bit discontented.

"The stuff left by Marquis Qing Yue... isn’t very reliable either.

"It’s a bit stronger than ordinary Ancient Immortal knowledge.

"But... there are quite a few oversights."

From the previous documents, Bai Mo roughly understood the requirements of this cultivation.

"When knowledge feels complete, can one achieve mastery?"

But does knowledge have such a thing as being complete?

Bai Mo subconsciously raised his head to look at the carriage ceiling, as if his gaze could penetrate the carriage, break through the clouds, and see the starry universe.

If knowledge were the stars in the sky, does "completeness" mean counting every single star?

But, does the universe have boundaries?

Is the number of stars limitless?

Can it be counted in full?

Does "completeness" have meaning?

...

In the morning, the trees outside the window were already full of dead leaves.

In front of the office window, Tian Xinghuo was feeding a piece of printed paper into the shredder.

The intelligence he wrote was being gradually consumed, gradually shredded.

[...The Ancient Immortal spent three hundred years learning the knowledge of the eight major systems, condensing it into eight Knowledge Containers]

[Are we humans three hundred years behind?]

He looked uneasily at Professor Zhang next to him.

"Is this really okay?

"Me running to the Secret Brain Office every day to report, won’t it waste their energy?"

Professor Zhang, with eyes closed, had his divine sense fully deployed, covering the entire office.

"Don’t worry, the Secret Brain Office isn’t afraid of your chatting, nor does it mind if your intelligence isn’t valuable.

"As long as you want to find them, just go ahead.

"It’s a big enough organization, with plenty of resources and manpower.

"A lot of intelligence seems repetitive, seems meaningless. But perhaps, inside some inconspicuous detail, lies crucial information.

"You just provide the intelligence, leave the thinking and processing work to the Secret Brain Office!"

Tian Xinghuo nodded, waited a moment, and then saw the printer next to him spit out another sheet of paper.

[Please do not worry]

[We are not just three hundred years behind the Ancient Immortals in Sequence Six]

[There are more than just the Sequence Six among the Ancient Immortals]

[Cultivation before and after Sequence Six also takes time]

Tian Xinghuo smirked.

What does this even mean?

No need to worry about the three thousand bucks owed to Huabei, because the bank over there has a billion-dollar hole that can’t be filled?

...

Upstairs, Bai Mo, wearing a black sweater, sat behind his desk, took a sip of hot tea, and patted his disciple on the head next to him.

"Three hundred years... probably isn’t nonsense."

According to the documents from Fox Mountain, Ancient Immortals’ cultivation in Sequence Six varied in time; some took several hundred years, while others managed in decades. Three hundred years, neither fast nor slow, counts as an average.

"With those flawed documents, learning to perfection in three hundred years without going nuts is actually not easy.

"But on my end, how should I learn best?"

Bai Mo didn’t want to waste a few hundred years, pondering whether there was a clever way to quickly complete this cultivation?

He opened the expert database and began reading contemporary documents again. However, looking at the endless list, he felt that contemporary documents were as numerous as the Ganges sands, unending and unreadable.

"Immortal Cultivation truly isn’t easy."

He grinned, unperturbed.

Solutions always outnumber difficulties!

He grabbed the mouse, clicked on the most cited articles, and started reading, scrolling the mouse wheel.

...

Outside, the sun climbed higher and higher, with the sound of footsteps leaving work early already in the hallway.

Fang Xiaoyu and Bai Mo’s fox disciple, Black Ring, huddled together in front of the computer screen, browsing various takeouts.

"How about this sushi?

"Let’s order a big set so the four of us can eat together?"

This is a new, popular online sushi shop with skyrocketing prices, something Fang Xiaoyu wouldn’t normally consider.

But now, their office had special living funds, and anything they eat can be reimbursed! So price was no longer a problem.

Black Ring, wearing a matching black sweater with his master, stared wide-eyed at the screen.

"Ow?"

Indeed, he hadn’t tried it!

But it didn’t seem like much, could it be filling?

Beside them, Bai Mo squinted, reclined in his office chair, stretched, and yawned.

He planned to take a rest before continuing work in the afternoon.

Pulling out his phone, he scanned the news.

[A battle of immortal techniques broke out in Dongguo City; blood-colored talismans covered the sky, forcefully repelling the Scab People fugitive]

Su Baitao? Fought with a Dark Side immortal technique master?

Bai Mo clicked in, saw several photos, talismans spread across the sky, a building blasted in half, with caution tape and ambulances in the aftermath...

"Such a huge commotion?"

He scrolled down, found that the incident was quickly suppressed, with minimal casualties, but the enemy Scab Person managed to escape.

"Speaking of which, there is a large base of disciples on the Immortal Martial Path, and quite a few in high sequences."

After all, this is a path that researches the Martial Dao, studies the human body, where the most needed materials are humans themselves.

From millions of years ago to now, what this path requires has never been lacking.

With a large base of disciples, and many in high sequences, it is understandable.

Flipping through more news, he saw that terror attacks by Dark Side Sequence Seven in major cities across the east, west, north, and south were on the rise.

The Sequence Seven defenders of the Committee, and the previously existing behind-the-scenes bosses, also frequently stepped in to suppress the chaos.

"Tian Nan City had a fight too..."

"In Beihai City, a battle between Immortal Artifact Masters erupted, a gigantic sword shadow splitting the heavens..."

"In Chunshan City, a Divination Master summoned a group of Yellow-skins to curse a Sequence Seven Beast Master to death?

"Won? Killed? That’s not bad."

Bai Mo swiped his fingertips across the screen, browsing the recent big headlines.

Overall, the major cities were not peaceful, embroiled in continued warfare.

The Committee sometimes suffered losses, sometimes gained advantages, enduring varying degrees of casualties, but generally managed to stabilize the situation.

"Dongguo, Beihai, Chunshan, Heluo, Tian Nan... fighting everywhere, is only West State City peaceful?"

Bai Mo flipped through, thought, and realized it wasn’t just West State.

"Silver City, also hasn’t made the news."

In fact, since the previous battle at the North Suburb Base, these two places have remained quite stable, with no reports of large-scale attacks.

Bai Mo grinned.

"That’s nice, a single act restored peace to one area."

He opened the Immortal Discussion Forum, and the entire board was filled with posts discussing the bosses behind Dongguo City or Chunshan City. These two had evidently become top topics of discussion.

[My heavens, the Talisman Master is too cool, talismans covering the sky, such an awe-inspiring sight]

[Reminds me of Xiaonan, forty million Detonator Charms nearly blew Ban to bits]

[The one in Chunshan City is even creepier, look at that photo, hundreds of Yellow-skins offering incense, actually cursed the enemy to death? Who could withstand that?]

[What Yellow-skins? That’s Immortal Huang, show some respect!]

Very few people discussed West State City, and only a small number furtively discussed housing prices in a few sparse posts.

[West State’s housing prices are rising so fast, can’t even afford the old and shabby]

[Hurry up and snag a house in Silver City, it’s just as safe without terror attacks there, and the prices are much more attractive]

[If you don’t know, just ask, I understand why West State’s peaceful, but why is Silver City unaffected too?]

[You dog, aren’t you wishing ill upon Silver City?]

[Do you remember that treasure of the West State boss, which, when the live stream hiccupped, extinguished fourteen Sequence Seven’s in an instant, now worn on Red Treasure’s head every day]

[The key is, Silver City is so close to West State, just an hour’s drive away]

[In that case, all the small cities around West State are fair game!]