Golden Brilliance Inn.
Fang Han sat cross-legged on the futon, deducing Sword Technique and Body Movement in his mind.
These days, he has been living in seclusion, spending most of his time in his room, and occasionally only doing some activities in the courtyard, giving the impression that he is in seclusion to digest the power of Vajra Fruit.
But in fact, Vajra Fruit has been Recharge. He has been living in seclusion these days, spending his time on cultivation.
Under One Hundred Twenty-Eightfold Root Bone Talent Amplification, <Mystic Wind Art> Internal Qi is rushing like a river, and his cultivation is steadily moving towards the peak of the late fifth level.
What surprised him even more was that with one hundred and twenty-eight times Sword Art Talent and Footwork Talent Amplification, he was able to make progress without relying on real drills and just deducing in his mind.
Although this speed of improvement cannot be compared with real drills, it is an excellent substitute when real drills are inconvenient.
"The talent has been improved to this level, which is extraordinary..."
Fang Han slowly finished the exercise, a trace of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.
Today's Sword Technique talents and Body Movement Talent have begun to give him an otherworldly feeling.
There are quite a few signs of a gradual transformation into a mysterious and mysterious supernatural power.
"Calculating the time, the outside world should think that I have almost 'digested' it."
After finishing the deduction, Fang Han stood up, thinking in his mind, preparing to check out and return to the sect tomorrow.
However, just when he stood up and stretched his muscles.
He heard footsteps approaching his room.
Soon after, footsteps stopped outside his room, and a young woman's voice sounded outside the room.
"Mr. Fang, I am Maid, supervisor Hundred Treasures Pavilion lan. Miss asked me to send you a letter."
"Lan Yuexin's letter?"
Fang Han raised his eyebrows slightly.
Lan Yuexin? Why did she write to herself?
I and Lan Yuexin are not familiar enough to exchange letters.
With a trace of doubt, he opened the door and took an elegant letter sealed with fire paint from Maid's hand.
"What will it be written about?"
Send Maid and Fang Han away and return to the room, open the envelope and take out the letter paper.
His eyes swept over the delicate handwriting on the paper, and his expression gradually became serious.
The content of the letter is very simple, with only a few words, but it reveals extremely important information:
"Nether Pavilion Yin Huang, I am afraid that the opponent True Disciple will be disadvantageous, please be careful and remember."
The signature is the word "Yue Xin".
"Yin Huang Does this mean that the disappearance of Shen You... is being suspected on me?"
Fang Han frowned slightly.
In the eyes of the outside world, given the relationship between the Azure Profound Sect and Nether Pavilion, it is normal for a Nether Pavilion genius True Disciple to keep an eye on his Azure Profound Sect genius True Disciple.
But his intuition told him that there should be other reasons for this. The only reasons he could think of were the death of Shen You and the huge sum of money.
Yin Huang is eyeing him, probably because he suspects that he is related to Shen You's death.
After killing Shen You, although he completely erased all traces, the timing of his appearance of Golden Brilliance City was too coincidental.
Azure Profound Sect and Nether Pavilion have old grudges, so it is normal for them to be suspected.
"When it comes to disputes between two sects, various chambers of commerce are wise to protect themselves and often choose to stay out of the matter. Why did Lan Yuexin remind me?"
What surprised Fang Han was that Lan Yuexin actually reminded him secretly.
Is this woman's move simply a sign of goodwill, or does she have a deeper meaning?
He pondered for a moment, placed the letter on the candlelight, and watched it turn into ashes.
In any case, he remembered this favor.
"Prodigy Ranking 82..."
Fang Han's eyes were calm and calm, but several thoughts had already flashed through his mind.
Yin Huang, Prodigy Ranking is the 82nd, Nether Pavilion True Disciple, whose strength is by no means comparable to Chu Feng who was defeated by him.
Although he is quite confident in his current strength, he is not arrogant enough to think that he can now compete head-on with the veteran Prodigy Ranking, who is ranked 12 places higher than him.
Especially when the other party may have laid a trap.
"The best policy is to avoid the sharp edge temporarily."
Fang Han made a decision instantly.
It's not that he is timid, but that he knows the path of martial arts and does not just show off his strength and fight ruthlessly.
When one is not as strong as one, knowing how to assess the situation and protect oneself is what a wise man does.
The most important thing at the moment is to return to the Azure Profound Sect safely.
As long as he returns to the sect, Yin Huang will never dare to attack him in the Azure Profound Sect, even if he has great power.
My mind is set, Fang Han will not delay any longer.
He quickly packed his luggage and hung up Flowing Wind Sword.
Immediately, he took a deep breath and <Return to Ruin Essence Concealment Art> began to circulate in his body.
In an instant, the vigorous aura around him receded like a tide, quickly becoming restrained and silent.
The heartbeat becomes slow and strong, the blood flow is almost silent, and the body temperature drops to the same level as the surrounding environment.
The whole person seemed to have turned into a piece of dead wood or a stubborn stone, and his sense of existence was reduced to a minimum.
If he couldn't see it with his own eyes and only rely on his breath perception, even a master of Upper Third Grade would probably have difficulty detecting his existence.
This is the secret of High Grade Breath Concealment Secret Technique<Return to Ruin Essence Concealment Art> reaching Minor Accomplishment!
"Whoosh!"
Fang Han gently opened the door, and his figure blended into the shadow of the corridor like a shadow without substance.
The corridor of the inn was not empty. Occasionally, a waiter would pass by carrying Tea Pastry, or other tenants would open the door and enter and exit.
But Fang Han combines <Windcloud Escape> and <Return to Ruin Essence Concealment Art>, walking as light as a feather, landing silently, and the breath is perfectly restrained.
He was like a transparent ghost, moving through the gaps between the crowd and the light and shadow, cleverly avoiding everyone's sight and perception.
Even once, a waiter carrying a tray passed a few feet in front of him, but he didn't realize that he was so close and walked straight over.
Without stopping, he quickly went downstairs quietly.
Passing through the noisy lobby, walked out of the Golden Brilliance Inn door, and merged into the bustling flow of people on the street.
After leaving the city gate, he did not choose the official road. Instead, he folded his body and used <Windcloud Escape>, which swept into the secret Lin Shan place beside the road like a wisp of blue smoke.
Speed along a more remote path but pointing in the direction of the Azure Profound Sect.
Just a few hours after Fang Han left the inn.
A waiter carrying a hot water bottle came to the guest room where Fang Han lived and gently knocked on the door.
"Sir, excuse me, I've brought you hot water."
No one answered in the room.
The waiter waited for a while, then knocked harder, but there was still silence.
He was surprised that although this distinguished guest Azure Profound Sect lived in seclusion on weekdays, his schedule was quite regular and he should usually be in his room at this hour.
He hesitated for a moment, then tried pushing the door and found that it was not bolted.
I pushed open a gap and looked around. I saw that the room was empty, the bed was neatly made, and there was no one around. Even the luggage was gone.
"Huh? People are gone?"
The waiter murmured, quickly turned around and went downstairs to report the situation to the shopkeeper.
When the shopkeeper heard this, he frowned and didn't pay much attention.
People in the world come and go like the wind, and it is common for them to leave without saying goodbye. If the other party has paid the rent in advance and has not defaulted on the rent, then let the other party go.
"Fang Han is missing?"
However, the conversation between the shopkeeper and the waiter happened to be overheard by a man sitting in the corner of the lobby who looked like he was drinking tea leisurely, but in fact his eyes were glanced at the stairs from time to time.
This man is one of the Nether Pavilion disciples sent by Yin Huang to monitor Fang Han.
His expression suddenly changed, he stood up suddenly, and without bothering to hide his identity, he rushed upstairs in a few steps and broke into the room where Fang Han lived before.
As expected, the room was empty, with only a faint, almost imperceptible Sandalwood Incense breath remaining in the air.
"Broken!"
This Nether Pavilion disciple suddenly broke out in cold sweat on his forehead, and was complaining in his heart.
People actually slipped away under their noses!
He did not dare to neglect, and rushed out of the inn, running towards the Nether Pavilion's mansion in the city.
Nether Pavilion's mansion in the city.
"What?! The person is missing?!"
Yin Huang Hearing the trembling report from his subordinates, he suddenly stood up from his seat.
The aura around him exploded uncontrollably, and the cold murderous intent caused the temperature in the room to plummet.
"Senior brother, forgive me."
The Nether Pavilion disciple who reported the news was so frightened that he fell to his knees with a thud, his whole body shaking like chaff.
"Trash!"
Yin Huang squeezed out two words from between his teeth, his face was so gloomy that water dripped from his face.
He didn't expect that Fang Han would be so alert and cunning, that he could hide it from the many experts he sent and leave quietly.
"Zhao Ying!"
Yin Huang shouted sharply.
"Senior brother."
Zhao Ying came in in response, with an equally solemn expression.
"Follow me to the inn and see if we can track him!"
Yin Huang snorted coldly and strode out. Zhao Ying quickly followed.
After a while, the two came to the room where Golden Brilliance Inn Fang Han lived again.
Yin Huang's eyes swept over every corner of the room like a hawk, his face becoming increasingly ugly.
The room was very clean, and there was almost no trace of any personal belongings belonging to Fang Han.
Zhao Ying leaned down, moved his nose slightly, and used his unique Tracking Secret Technique, carefully sensing every subtle smell remaining in the air.
After a while, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter, with a troubled look on his face.
"How?"
Yin Huang asked coldly.
"Senior brother, in this room, except for the incense of the inn itself and the smell left by the previous staff and me, I can no longer sense the smell of other people!"
Zhao Ying straightened up, shook his head and said.
"It's as if... Fang Han has never lived here. Fang Han has definitely practiced an extremely advanced Breath Concealment Secret Technique!"
"Breath Concealment Secret Technique who is extremely skilled in cultivation?"
Yin Huang's pupils shrank slightly.
Even experts like Zhao Ying, who are good at tracking, can't capture Fang Han's effective aura from this room?
This means that Breath Concealment Secret Technique, which Fang Han has cultivated, is of extremely high grade and has reached an extremely high level!
Reminiscent of the missing Shen You, the scene was also handled extremely cleanly, leaving almost no valuable clues.
The suspicion in his heart reached its peak in an instant!
"Fang! Han!"
Yin Huang His fists were clenched tightly, his joints crackling, and the murderous intent in his eyes almost solidified.
"It must be you! Killed Shen You, robbed money, and now you're slipping away from me... Good, good!"
He is almost certain that the death of Shen You and the disappearance of the huge banknote must be related to Fang Han!
Fang Han With this, there is little hope of recovering the more than four million taels of silver.
After all, Fang Han cannot always carry a large amount of money with him. Even if he meets Fang Han again in the future, he will not be able to get back the more than four million taels he lost.
"Pay close attention to the news of Fang Han!"
Yin Huang's voice is bone-chilling.
"Once you find his traces, or find out that he left Azure Profound Sect, report it to me immediately!"
"Yes!"
Zhao Ying and the disciple quickly bowed and obeyed.
Azure Profound Sect, at the mountain gate.
A slightly dusty figure with gloomy eyes walked slowly into the mountain gate in the afterglow of the setting sun. It was Chu Feng who had been out for a long time to "relax".
Compared to the rage and depression when he left, his face looked much calmer at this moment.
But in the depths of those eyes, there was a deeper sinisterness and coldness, like a cold pool brewing a storm.
The disciples I met along the way stopped to salute when they saw him, but their eyes inevitably contained some complex and unspeakable emotions, including curiosity, inquiry, and even a hint of imperceptible alienation and pity.
The look in Chu Feng's eyes became even colder, and he walked straight in the direction of True Transmission Courtyard.
He did not return to his own courtyard, but turned around and came directly to the residence of True Transmission Courtyard No. 35 Annex--Fang Han.