"System Panel."
No longer wanting to expose the problem, Fang Han's mind moved slightly, calling out the side of System Panel that only he could see.
A translucent light curtain appeared in front of my eyes.
[Host: Fang Han]
[Root Bone Talent Amplification: 256 times (Level Nine Amplification requires 10 million gold)]
[Sword Art Talent Amplification: 128 times (Level Eight Amplification requires 1 million gold)]
[Footwork Talent Amplification: 128 times (Level Eight Amplification requires 1 million gold)]
[Secret Technique Talent Amplification: 128 times (Level Eight Amplification requires 1 million gold)]
[Body Tempering Talent Amplification: 128 times (Level Eight Amplification requires 1 million gold)]
[Possessed Wealth:1.1 million gold]
His eyes fell on the column "Possessed Wealth", and a trace of satisfaction flashed in Fang Han's eyes.
1.1 million gold is enough to open an eighth-level Talent Amplification.
"Which talent should I choose?"
Fang Han's eyes slowly swept over the four Talent Amplification options: Sword Art, footwork, secret techniques, and Horizontal Training.
Footwork Talent is related to the cultivation speed of Body Movement.
Secret Art Talent, related to the speed of practicing secret techniques.
Body Tempering Talent, related to the tempering speed of the physical body.
Sword Art Talent is related to the cultivation speed of Sword Technique.
The four talents represent the four talent tendencies.
"Sure enough, it's better to open Level Eight Amplification of Sword Art Talent first..."
Fang Han thought for a moment and made a decision in his heart.
Sword Art is the means of attack, which directly affects the strength of the attack.
Compared with the other three talents, the improvement of Sword Art Talent is the factor that most affects the improvement of combat power.
"Turn on Sword Art Talent Level Eight Amplification."
Fang Han made a decision in his heart and focused on the line of small words after the Sword Art Talent Amplification option--
[Level Eight Amplification requires 1 million gold]
Selected to open Level Eight Amplification.
The moment the thought fell, the number on System Panel jumped suddenly.
[Possessed Wealth:1.1 million gold → 100,000 gold]
One million gold disappeared, leaving only a fraction of one hundred thousand gold.
The number in the Sword Art Talent Amplification column also changed accordingly.
[Sword Art Talent Amplification: 128 times → 256 times (Level Nine Amplification requires 10 million gold)]
Fang Han is experiencing the changes carefully.
That feeling is completely different from when I upgraded Root Bone Talent.
The improvement of Root Bone Talent affects the practice of Internal Qi, and the change it brings is the increase in the growth rate of Internal Qi, which can only be truly felt when you need to run the technique.
The improvement of Sword Art Talent affects the understanding of kendo, and the changes brought about are at the thinking level.
In my mind, those sword moves, changes, and methods of exerting energy about <Void-Sundering Sword Manual>, when I think about it now, it feels like the gauze covering my eyes has been lifted.
The subtleties that originally required repeated pondering to understand now become clear and clear.
"Try it."
Fang Han gathered his mind, closed his eyes, and deduced <Void-Sundering Sword Manual> in his mind.
The changes in sword moves, the operation of Internal Qi, the fusion of Wind Concept and Sword Intent--
Everything appears clearly in my mind.
<Void-Sundering Sword Manual> As a master-level Sword Technique, he is known for being extremely difficult and has insufficient qualifications. He will never be able to practice Beginner stage in his lifetime.
Previously, at 128 times Sword Art Talent Amplification, although he had sufficient qualifications, his practice was extremely obscure.
But at this moment, at 256 times Sword Art Talent Amplification, I can understand it as soon as I think about it, and I can understand it easily, and I can gain something by understanding it.
"This is 256 times Sword Art Talent..."
Fang Han opened his eyes, with a trace of unconcealable joy flashing in his eyes.
Sword Art Talent Amplification After doubling his skills, his understanding of the way of the sword has reached a whole new level.
Even for a master-level Sword Technique like <Void-Sundering Sword Manual>, he felt relaxed when deducing it in his mind.
"If I had such talent before, <Void-Sundering Sword Manual>Beginner stage's time could be shortened by at least half."
Fang Han whispered to himself, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He closed his eyes and continued to deduce <Void-Sundering Sword Manual> in his mind.
From the change of sword moves to the operation of Internal Qi, from the integration of Wind Concept to the deduction improvement of Wind Concept--
Once, twice, three times.
Each time, it is deeper and more thorough than the last time.
Those key points that once troubled him, with the blessing of 256 times Sword Art Talent Amplification, were like clearing the clouds and seeing the sun, one by one.
His understanding of <Void-Sundering Sword Manual> is deepening at an astonishing speed.
When the morning light first appeared, the horizon turned white, and Nether Pavilion Second Grade Elder Luo Qi's figure appeared outside the gate of the latest stolen mine.
She is about fifty years old, with a thin face and slightly convex cheekbones, but her eyes are so bright that they open and close her eyes in a reserved manner, as if she can penetrate all illusions.
Gray-White's long hair was tied up randomly with a wooden hairpin, and a few strands of broken hair hung down on her cheeks, fluttering slightly in the morning breeze.
Wearing Nether Pavilion Elder uniform, with a short sword hanging on his waist, the scabbard is old and unremarkable.
Behind her were two middle-aged men wearing Deacon clothing. One was carrying a long knife, and the other was hanging an iron ruler from his waist. Both of them had strong auras.
After receiving the summons from the sect, she changed her original route. Instead of going to the previously stolen mine first, she went straight to this latest stolen mine.
He stole three properties in a row, and Spirit Iron Mine, who was Second Grade Elder, was in charge of the third property. This thief was anything but ordinary.
"Luo Elder."
Qin Luomei had already been waiting at the entrance of the mine. When he saw Luo Qi arriving, he slightly held his hand.
There was no emotion on that old face, but there was a hint of exhaustion in his eyes that could not be concealed.
The chase last night left her feeling uneasy.
"Qin Elder."
Luo Qi returned the favor, glanced around the mine, and asked:
"Did the thief leave any traces?"
Qin Luomei shook his head and turned sideways to lead the way. "Luo Elder, follow me."
The two walked into the mine, passed through rows of wooden houses, and came to the warehouse deep inside.
On the ground in front of the warehouse door, the dark brown blood stains have not been completely cleaned up, seeping into the gaps between the blue bricks, leaving blurry marks.
Qin Luomei stopped, turned around and looked at Luo Qi, telling him exactly what happened last night.
From when she noticed the disappearance of the guarding disciple's aura, to rushing out of the stone house and chasing him out of the mine, to how quickly the thief Body Movement finally disappeared into the night -
She described it in detail and didn't miss any key points.
"The eight guarding disciples were all killed with one sword."
Qin Luomei walked to the wall and pointed to the locations that had been cleaned.
"The wound is on the heart. It is very shallow, but it penetrates the heart accurately. One sword is fatal."
Luo Qi squatted down, his eyes fell on the dried blood on the ground, and then looked at several subtle sword marks on the wall.
She stretched out her fingers, gently rubbed the edge of the sword mark, and then brought it close to her nose to smell it.
"Sword Technique soon."
She stood up and turned to Qin Luomei.
"Qin Elder, can you clearly see the thief's Body Movement method?"
"No."
Qin Luomei shook his head slightly, a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes.
"The night was too late, and the man Body Movement was so fast, I could only vaguely see a figure, and I couldn't tell the way."
She paused and added.
"The man came out of the warehouse and climbed over the wall in just a few breaths. His speed was beyond my reach."
"In other words, there is only one thief?"
Luo Qi frowned slightly, with a hint of surprise in his tone.
"Yes, there is only one person."
Qin Luomei nodded with a solemn expression.
"Moreover, when I chased him, I didn't see anything in the man's hands."
Luo Qi's brows furrowed even more tightly.
She turned around, walked to the warehouse door, and opened the door.
The morning light penetrated and illuminated the empty warehouse.
None of the wooden boxes that were originally piled up were now left, only rows of empty wooden shelves, which looked particularly lonely in the light and shadow.
"Hundreds of boxes of precious ores disappeared without a trace overnight..."
Luo Qi stood in the center of the warehouse with his hands behind his hands, his eyes sweeping around and his voice low.
"If there was only one thief and no one else assisted, how did he transport the ore away?"
If she hadn't known Qin Luomei as a person, she might have thought that Qin Luomei was hiding and stealing.
Qin Luomei was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke in a very low voice:
"After much thought, I can only find one explanation."
Luo Qi turned around and his eyes fell on her face.
"The thief probably has some kind of treasure that can be stored in his body."
Qin Luomei met Luo Qi's gaze and spoke word by word.
As soon as these words came out, there was a brief silence in the warehouse.
Luo Qi didn't speak, just stood there with his hands behind his hands, scanning the empty wooden frames, and fell into deep thought.
She had only seen records of such treasures in ancient books. It was said that they could create an independent space, store items there, and carry them with them.
If the thieves really had this thing, it would make sense that hundreds of boxes of ore disappeared overnight.
"You actually have something like this in your hand. Who is this thief?"
Luo Qi spoke slowly, with a low voice.
"I'll take a look at the scene first."
Luo Qi said no more, closed her eyes, and used all her strength to activate the Tracking Secret Technique she practiced--<Seeking Nether, Probing Subtleties>.
This secret technique has a grade as high as High Grade, which is comparable to the Azure Profound Sect's <Thousand-Mile Soul Lock>'s Tracking Secret Technique.
She has practiced this technique for many years and has already reached the level of the Proficiency Realm.
In the Nether Pavilion, when it comes to tracking skills, she ranks second, and no one dares to rank first.
However--
A stick of incense.
Two sticks of incense.
Half an hour.
Luo Qi searched carefully inside and outside the warehouse, not missing any corner.
Her nostrils twitched slightly, and her mind was highly concentrated, filtering, distinguishing, and sifting over and over again from the complicated sea of breath.
But the thief's aura was as if it had never existed before, so thin that it was almost impossible to capture.
Occasionally, I can smell an extremely weak, vague residue, but it is intermittent.
She followed the trace and headed outside the mine.
After leaving the mine, the aura completely dissipated, blown away by the wind, and there was no trace left.
Standing on the ridge outside the mine, she stood with her hands behind her hands, looking at the rolling mountains in the distance, her face not looking good.
"How?"
Qin Luomei followed her, saw her stop, and asked.
Luo Qi was silent for a moment and slowly shook his head.
"Although I barely found the thief's breath, it was too weak and broke when the wind blew out of the mine."
Her voice was low.
"Cannot continue to track."
"Even you..."
Qin Luomei's face also darkened.
Even Luo Qi was helpless. This thief's methods were even better than she expected.