The next morning, when the sky was bright, Fang Han opened the door.
After taking a deep breath of the crisp air and sleeping deeply all night, the mental exhaustion caused by yesterday's practice <Spirit Nose Technique> has been wiped away.
He did not go directly to the Mission Hall to receive the letter of appointment for the investigation mission, but first went to the Library Pavilion to return the <Spirit Nose Technique> cheat book he borrowed yesterday.
The disciple on duty verified that it was correct and recorded it in the book. Fang Han thanked him and turned around to leave.
Then, without stopping, he headed straight to the Pill Hall.
The future of this outing for investigation is uncertain and dangerous, so the necessary Danyao reserves are indispensable.
He used the contribution points in Identity Jade Token to exchange for three bottles of Foundation Cultivation Pill for daily practice, one bottle of high-quality Golden Wound Medicine and one bottle of Detoxification Pill for emergencies.
After some purchasing, the contribution value in the jade token shrank again, leaving only a little over two hundred points.
Fortunately, these Danyao purchased can be saved for later use even if they are not used in the task, or Recharge can be put into System Panel and will not be wasted, which makes it less heartbreaking.
After preparing Danyao and Fang Han, they set off to the Mission Hall and received the letters of appointment for the five disciples of Zi Courtyard who were in distress.
Putting away the letter of appointment carefully, Fang Han stopped staying, turned around and walked down the mountain, stepping out of the majestic mountain gate.
Instead of rushing to the scene of the incident immediately, he entered the bustling Azure Profound City.
The city is busy with traffic and the hustle and bustle is still there.
Fang Han found a banker named "Huifeng" with a good appearance and good reputation, took out four thousand-tael banknotes, and exchanged them all for Huang Chengcheng's gold ingots.
Forty taels of gold came into his hands heavily, so he wrapped it in thick cloth and put it in his luggage.
After completing the exchange, he quickly walked out of the city without lingering in the city and walked along the official road for a short distance. After confirming that no one was around, he ducked into the depths of a dense forest beside the road.
After finding a hidden shade, Fang Han thought and called System Panel.
The translucent light curtain quietly unfolded, and the data emerged clearly.
[Host: Fang Han]
[Root Bone Talent Amplification: 32 times (the sixth level of increase requires 1 million silver)]
[Sword Art Talent Amplification: 32 times (the sixth level of increase requires 1 million silver)]
[Footwork Talent Amplification: 16 times (the fifth level of increase requires 100,000 silver)]
[Secret Technique Talent Amplification: 8 times (the fourth level of increase requires 10,000 silver)]
[Possessed Wealth:6402 silver]
"Recharge."
40 taels of gold disappeared, and Possessed Wealth changed.
[Possessed Wealth:10402 silver]
"Enable level four amplification!"
His awareness was focused on the option "The fourth-level increase requires 10,000 silver" after [Secret Technique Talent Amplification], and Fang Han chose to enable the fourth-level increase.
Possessed Wealth changes again.
[Possessed Wealth:402 silver]
Secret Technique Talent Amplification also changes.
[Secret Technique Talent Amplification: 16 times (the fifth level of increase requires 100,000 silver)]
Secret Art Talent's growth multiple has increased from 8 times to 16 times, reaching the limit of what his current financial resources can increase.
And the reason why he did this was because the most important thing in this investigation mission was not force, but the means of tracking.
<Spirit Nose Technique>This Tracking Secret Technique is the key to finding the murderer!
If it can be cultivated to a higher level in a short period of time, the possibility of finding the murderer and completing the mission will be greater.
"This is the 16 times increase...Secret Art Talent?"
As Secret Art Talent's increase multiplier reached 16 times, in an instant, Fang Han's understanding, perception, and deduction ability related to occult techniques once again made a qualitative leap!
If he could practice <Spirit Nose Technique> with ease when it was increased by eight times, then at this moment, when it was increased by sixteen times, he felt that the many key points and subtleties of this secret technique were almost as clear as looking at lines on the palm of his hand.
In the past, I had to ponder over and over again to understand the subtle tips, but now I can understand them with a slight movement of my mind.
An indescribable confidence emerged spontaneously.
"That's enough! With this talent, why worry about <Spirit Nose Technique> not being able to achieve it quickly!"
Fang Han Suppress the excitement in your heart, gather your mind, no longer delay, identify the direction, and cast <Wind Shadow Step>.
The figure was like a line of light green smoke, speeding along the official road towards the village where the incident was recorded in the file.
While on the road, he separated part of his mind and began to try to practice while moving <Spirit Nose Technique>.
At sixteen times Secret Technique Talent Amplification, his talent in occult arts reached an astonishing height.
Even when he is traveling, he can still guide Internal Qi stably and accurately stimulate specific meridian nodes near the nasal cavity.
As he hurried on, he constantly adjusted the frequency and intensity of Internal Qi's operation, carefully experiencing the changes in his sense of smell brought about by each stimulation.
At first, the various smells that came his way - dust, vegetation, livestock manure, distant smoke... were mixed together, like a surging tide, impacting his sense of smell.
But soon, he gradually became accustomed to it and began to try to separate and distinguish specific smell clues.
For example, a carriage has just passed by on the official road ahead, leaving a faint smell of horse body odor and wheel grease;
The subtle fragrance of certain wild flowers blooming quietly in the bushes beside the road; you can even vaguely capture the smell of wild beasts in the distant mountains and forests.
This rapid improvement in perception gave him a little more confidence to complete this investigation mission.
Two days later, in the afternoon.
Fang Han followed the instructions in the file and left the official road and turned onto a slightly deserted dirt road.
After walking forward for about half an hour, we climbed over a low mountain ridge, and in the Fang Shan valley ahead, the outline of a village came into view.
However, unlike the vitality of ordinary villages, the village in front of them was so dead and so silent that it made people feel uneasy.
It was mid-afternoon, a time when smoke was curling up from cooking pots and the voices of people were faint, but the whole village could not hear a crowing of chickens or barking of dogs, nor could a wisp of human fireworks be seen.
The adobe huts are sparsely scattered on the flat ground in the valley, and most of them are in good condition, unlike the ruins caused by military disasters or fires.
But an invisible, suffocating air of death enveloped the entire village.
On the crooked wooden sign at the entrance to the village, three vague words "Yellow Stone Village" can be faintly seen.
Here is the Yellow Stone Village who was brutally massacred and the five disciples of Zi Courtyard came to investigate but unfortunately died.
Fang Han slowed down and scanned the silent village with sharp eyes. Internal Qi was running quietly in his body, and <Spirit Nose Technique> was also pushed to the limit that it could currently maintain.
The air was filled with a mixture of soil, rotting vegetation, and... a very light, very light smell of blood that could not be completely dissipated.
He walked steadily towards the village entrance step by step.
The moment he was about to enter the village--
"Whoosh whoosh!"
The sound of breaking through the sky suddenly started!
Seven figures, like ghosts, emerged from the shadows of the houses in the village. In an instant, they were semi-surrounded and blocked in front of Fang Han.
Everyone who came was dressed in the unique uniform of the Azure Profound Sect Law Enforcement Hall disciples, with standard long swords on their waists. Their eyes were sharp, their breath was calm, and their actions were coordinated with each other. They were obviously well-trained.
There were five men and two women, headed by a young man who was about twenty-seven or eighty years old, with a stern face, eyes like an eagle, and a strong aura.
The remaining six people were obviously led by this young man.
Seven pairs of eyes, with scrutiny, vigilance, and a hint of imperceptible fatigue, all fell on Fang Han, the uninvited guest.
Seeing the Azure Profound Sect disciple uniform on Fang Han, I let my guard down a little, but I didn't let it down completely.
"Junior brother, why are you here?"
The stern young man took a step forward and asked in a low voice.
Fang Han stopped, looked calm, took out the letter of appointment with the sect's seal from his arms, and handed it over with both hands.
"My disciple Zi Courtyard, Fang Han, has been ordered by the sect to assist in the investigation of the case of Yellow Stone Village and the murder of five fellow disciples."
The stern young man frowned slightly, took the letter of appointment, quickly checked the authenticity of the seal, and then raised his eyes to look at Fang Han carefully.
Young, too young.
Although his aura is calm, his strength is probably not weak, and he can definitely be called a genius, but at such a young age, how much experience does he have in tracking and investigating?
The six Law Enforcement Hall disciples behind him looked at each other, and there was also a hint of disappointment in their eyes that could not be concealed.
They spent several days here and obtained few clues, making it difficult to make any progress, so they asked the sect for help.
I was hoping to have an experienced Deacon elder who is good at this.
However, they didn't expect that what was waiting for them was a junior brother who looked a few years younger than them and probably had little tracking and investigation experience.
What is the sect's purpose for this?
The cold young man handed the letter of appointment back to Fang Han, a slightly stiff smile appeared on his face, and he clasped his fists.
"It turns out to be Junior Brother Fang Han. I am Law Enforcement Hall's leading disciple this time, Zhao Gan."
He turned sideways and motioned to the people behind him.
"These are Li Ming, Zhang Yuan, Sun Yi, Zhou Bo, Liu Yun, and Chen Xue. They are all disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall who participated in this investigation."
"I have met Senior Brother Zhao, all senior brothers and sisters."
Fang Han returned the favor.
"Junior brother, you have worked hard all the way. The sect sent you here, junior brother, is it because junior brother is good at Tracking Secret Technique?"
Zhao Gan's voice carries a hint of unnoticeable expectation.
The six Law Enforcement Hall disciples behind him also focused their eyes on Fang Han, waiting for the answer.
Although I don't think that such a young Fang Han has superb tracking and investigation methods, but what if?
"Senior Brother Zhao misunderstood. I have never practiced Tracking Secret Technique before. It was only after receiving this mission that I went to the Library Pavilion yesterday and exchanged it for a course of Tracking Secret Technique."
Fang Han met Zhao Gan's gaze, shook his head, and said truthfully.
These words fell into the ears of seven Zhao Gan people, but they were no less than a basin of cold water being poured over their heads.
"I just redeemed it yesterday... to study?"
The trace of expectation on Zhao Gan's face froze for an instant, and then faded away like the tide, replaced by a kind of disappointment that was difficult to conceal, even with a sense of absurdity.
Li Ming, Zhang Yuan and others behind him also looked at each other, and the corners of their mouths couldn't help but twitch slightly.
Is the sect serious about sending such a disciple to support?
Zhao Gan took a deep breath and managed to suppress the waves in his heart. When he spoke again, his tone was already a little distant.
"Junior brother, it's hard work coming from afar. Come with us into the village first."
He stepped aside to get out of the way and made a "please" gesture, his attitude showing no enthusiasm or expectation.