Master of Ten Thousand Foxes-Chapter 82 - 72: Roadside Flower’s Rapid Growth, Giant Bird Crashes Into Building (Double - )
The cramped elevator ascended to a higher floor.
Inside the elevator, a group of journalists, badges hanging around their necks, microphones in hand, and lugging long and short cameras, were all very excited, chatting and laughing with each other.
They cast occasional glances toward the corner of the elevator. There stood a strikingly handsome young man in a sharp suit, whose aura was so distinct from the rest that they couldn’t help but focus their attention on him.
...Indeed, it was Bai Mo, exchanging pleasantries with a few Immortal Technique Committee members, and Master Chong.
Peach Blossom Eyes, with a Small Bronze Medicine Box hanging at his side, stood beside his master, squinting occasionally as he touched the outer wall of the box, concerned about the plant machines inside.
Master Chong spoke in a lowered voice.
"This news conference is receiving a lot of attention!
"The venue is on the seventeenth floor, but the elevator only goes up to the fourteenth floor.
"We need to go through the first security checkpoint on the fourteenth floor, a second one on the fifteenth, and there’s more on the sixteenth."
Bai Mo clicked his tongue.
"So complicated?"
...
On the fourteenth floor, the group exited the elevator, only to find a security checkpoint right at the exit.
A few uniformed staff members stepped forward to guide them.
"Sorry for the inconvenience, but please line up for a security check.
"Men and women, please form separate lines.
"Please open all bags."
The journalists were already familiar with the process and cooperated dutifully.
However, the young female staff member in charge of security lowered her head and glanced at Peach Blossom Eyes, particularly eying the Small Bronze Medicine Box slung at his side. She even extended her hand, seemingly wanting to ask Peach Blossom Eyes to open the box for inspection...
Peach Blossom Eyes held the small medicine box in his arms, frowning and raising his ears, casting a sidelong warning glance.
Bai Mo was about to say something when Master Chong’s female secretary came over from the hallway, all smiles.
"Master Chong, Expert Bai Mo, please come in with me."
She then led the two of them, bypassing the security check altogether.
...
"There’s a security check on the fourteenth floor, and we need to verify invitation letters and identity information.
"However, you two don’t need to. I’ll take you directly to the fifteenth floor."
Master Chong’s female secretary walked ahead, leading the two through the fourteenth-floor corridor, past busy offices, and up the stairs to the fifteenth floor.
"The two security checkpoints on the fifteenth floor, the secretary-general said, please let the two experts also take a look and guide us a bit on our work..."
Bai Mo instantly understood the implied meaning; they wanted him to go through the security check too?
The female secretary phrased it tactfully, so he decided to give them the courtesy.
He glanced at Master Chong and saw Master Chong break into a grin.
"Well, let’s take a look, then."
"Of course."
...
The first security room.
There was an Immortal Technique Committee member guarding an ancient bronze standing mirror.
The female secretary stepped forward to introduce it, "This mirror can reveal the bone structure; if the bone structure and outer appearance don’t match, the discrepancy can be detected in the reflection. Would the two of you like to give it a try?"
An Immortal Artifact?
Specifically countering human skin masks, disguise technique, makeup art?
Bai Mo looked at the mirror a few times, then stepped forward for a look.
He saw in the mirror Master Chong’s face with one eye, and the hirsute face of Peach Blossom Eyes.
...
The second security room.
There was an Immortal Technique Committee member guarding an ancient bronze little bell.
The female secretary stood by and introduced, "This is the Soul-Rattling Bell. If the soul is not perfectly matched with the physical shell, the bell’s sound will draw out the soul."
Another Immortal Artifact?
It counters soul transfer and soul-host?
The Immortal Technique Committee does have some substantial assets!
The bell rang.
Dong...
The sound wasn’t loud, a bit of a delicate, clear ringing.
...
After completing the security checks on the fourteenth and fifteenth floors, Bai Mo followed the female secretary and Master Chong to the sixteenth floor.
"Is this floor also for security checks?"
"No, this floor is the makeup area."
Makeup?
Bai Mo walked down the corridor and indeed saw busy makeup artists in each room.
In the first room, he saw Zhang Shan lying in a leather chair, being attended to by several makeup artists. Layers of powder, oil, and paste quickly covered his acne, transforming him into a youthful dandy.
In the second room, Lu Yang lay in a leather chair, allowing the makeup artists to shadow his face. His father, Lu Zhou, stood nearby, quite excited, making a suggestion, "Yes, a bit more pronounced on the cheekbones, hahaha, it’s got the Expert Bai Mo vibe!"
In the third room, Yu Tingting was also having her makeup done. Her father stood beside, dressed in a suit, looking relaxed and quite happy.
Bai Mo suddenly found it strange and softly asked Master Chong’s secretary beside him.
"Doesn’t Yu Tingting’s father dislike the work of the Immortal Technique Committee?
"But today he seems..."
The female secretary whispered back.
"Chairman Chen Shu said they’ll be used as typical examples for promotion purposes, no longer needing field assignments."
Bai Mo nodded.
That explained it.
He passed another makeup room, where a girl with rigid brows and a vacant expression lay in the leather chair—it was Wu Qingyun. Her vitality was weak, face pallid as gold paper, looking as if she had just recovered from a serious illness. A makeup artist carefully applied foundation and blush to improve her complexion.
Chairman Chen Shu stood behind her.
"Qingyun, you’ve endured a lot!
"Show yourself at this press conference, let the journalists capture you, let the audience see you, and you’ll have perfectly completed the task and can properly recover." 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮
Wu Qingyun responded softly.
"Not suffering.
"It’s what I should do."
Bai Mo looked more closely, noticing that Chairman Chen Shu also had a dark brow, his vitality appearing weak, his face like gold paper. But his condition seemed not from injury but from recent major exertion, excessive consumption of divine sense.
What happened?
Did he just draw a powerful seal from the bottom of his chest?
At that moment, Chairman Chen Shu noticed Bai Mo and Master Chong and walked over with a smile.
"Expert Bai Mo, Master Chong, you’ve come as well?
