C47 He Met an Old Friend

Dongfang Jin had expected this. The black smoke was different from the inner energy of ordinary warriors. It was a type of spirit art. The spirit art used the essence of everything around it to achieve its purpose.

However, everything had the essence of life. Everything in the world had its own reasons. The spiritual spell was also considered a method of killing, so it had a greater impact on the user.

Generally, the usage of spirit arts was at the cost of one's lifespan, or it was in exchange for a lifetime's worth of luck. Such a heavy price caused the people of the world to feel fearful. Very few people dared to cultivate spirit arts, except for those hidden clans.

Thinking of this, Dongfang Jin's eyes turned deep black, mixed with a cold light. Perhaps, Baili Ce still had some trump cards that he hadn't found yet. He should send someone to investigate this thoroughly.

Moreover, with the emergence of the spirit art, if it continued to develop in this manner, did it mean that the hidden clans no longer had the power to control the mortal world, and were planning to enter the world?

Mo Chen had no idea about the spirit art. He had never seen anyone disappear into thin air. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes today, he wouldn't have believed it. Therefore, even if he wanted to chase after Baili Ce, he had no idea where Baili Ce had fled to. He could only wait for Dongfang Jin's orders.

After a while, he heard Dongfang Jin speak with a trace of killing intent in his gentle and elegant voice, "Mo Chen, send a message back to the capital. Tell Mo Lan to investigate Baili Ce thoroughly, including those who are related to him. Do not miss out anything."

When Mo Chen heard this, his heart tightened, and his handsome face carried a cautious expression.

"Yes, young master. This subordinate will send a message to Mo Lan when I return."

Dongfang Jin nodded slightly, then said, "Clean this place up."

After saying that, the tip of his foot tapped on the ground, and a white figure flew out. It was the superb Light-body Technique of Traceless Snowsteps.

Mo Chen stayed behind to clean up the situation. After all, everyone in the world knew that young master should be in Liberty Villa right now. When he appeared here, it was inevitable that some people would not be able to smell the wind. Although it wasn't a big deal, with young master's temper, it was better to be careful.

Dongfang Jin had returned to his temporary residence in the Ji Province in the time it took to brew a cup of tea. Although it was temporary, it should have been refined and elegant. There was no lack of extravagance. If Lan Xuehan was here, she would definitely not be able to help but sigh. She would say that Dongfang Jin enjoyed it too much.

Dongfang Jin had just entered the room when his qi and blood surged, and his essence energy became unstable. It was no wonder that Baili Ce was an extraordinary expert. Even though he had already injured him, the palm strike that came after still caused him some internal injuries.

He circulated his Qi to suppress the True Qi that was running around in a disorderly manner, then turned around and walked towards the quiet room.

The entire courtyard had already been tightly protected by Dongfang Jin's men, but Dongfang Jin had always liked peace and quiet. So the only people left behind on the surface were the guards that the world had seen, while the others were all protected in the dark. Normally, they would never show themselves unless Dongfang Jin summoned them.

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In the Liberty Villa, Lan Xuehan encountered something that was extremely melodramatic to her.

When she and "Dongfang Jin" just came in, they attracted some small talk and praise from the crowd. When Lan Muhua saw that everyone was flattering him, he didn't really like it.

He had people greet the guests and enter the banquet to drink wine. When the guests heard the servants of the Blue Mansion reminding them to start the banquet, they realized that their desire to join them was too obvious. For a moment, they couldn't help but look sulky.

Fortunately, Lan Muhua was also well-versed in human nature, so he did not reveal any other expression. When Lan Xuehan saw this, she only smiled and did not say much. She prepared to sit beside Lan Muhua.

Suddenly, a clear male voice came over, carrying disbelief and indescribable joy.

"Xuehan? It really is you? So you are the young lady of Lan family!"

Lan Xuehan turned her head and saw a man in blue looking at her in surprise.

This man's eyes were clear and bright, his face with clear lines was somewhat childish, his figure was slender, and his temperament was like a child's innocence and cleanliness. His blue clothes also made him look mature and wise.

Lan Xuehan also smiled when she saw the person who came. She did not smile like when she faced Dongfang Jin, but a smile that came from the bottom of her heart without any decoration.

"Zixuan, why are you here too? It was quite surprising to meet you here."

When the crowd saw the pure smile on Lan Xuehan's face, their hearts couldn't help but be shaken. Their eyes revealed a bit of infatuation.