Gou in the world of comprehension

Chapter 1215: We still need to be organized

Su Fan raised his hand and took off the jade talisman of "Ruyi Pavilion" from his waist, and sent a message to Qin Yu.

"Qin Yu, you have already accepted the Zhao family's mission for me, right?"

"Don't worry, fellow Daoist. I have already taken on this mission for the Zhao family for you..."

After seeing Qin Yu's reply, Su Fan finally felt relieved.

"Qin Yu, I'm going to take Zhao Shuo to the Ancient Secret Realm soon. Please help me arrange a few places to stay in the next three months..."

"Fellow Daoist, I have prepared several identities for you in the Desolate Ancient Heaven, and arranged several routes to the Desolate Ancient Heaven. You can choose your own when the time comes..."

Su Fan looked at the reply and couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion in his heart.

He still needs to be organized. If he were to handle these complicated matters by himself, he would be caught up by those who are eyeing him covetously before he gets far, and would be caught in deep crisis.

Su Fan was not afraid of them, but if he ran into those people, there would inevitably be a fierce battle, and his identity would definitely be exposed.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Yu passed on all the information about Su Fan's identity and route.

Su Fan looked down at the jade talisman, a hint of concentration flashed in his eyes, and he quickly wrote down the key information.

He thought about it and sent another message to Qin Yu.

"Qin Yu, help me activate another blood sample and attract as much power from the Celestial Race as possible..."

"Don't worry, I will take care of this for you right away..."

"Well...thank you for your hard work..."

He sent a message, his words full of gratitude to Qin Yu, and then he put away the "Ruyi Pavilion" jade talisman properly.

At this moment, the night was as dark as ink, so thick that it could not be dissolved.

Su Fan stood in the yard. The surroundings were eerily quiet. Only the occasional sound of wind would blow gently through the treetops, making a rustling sound.

His eyes suddenly focused, the aura around him fluctuated slightly, and he released all his spiritual sense.

In an instant, all the movements within a radius of hundreds of miles unfolded in his sea of ​​consciousness like a picture scroll.

The area over a hundred miles around the valley seemed like a carefully laid out large net, filled with many sneaky spies.

Even within this courtyard, among those seemingly docile maids, there were a few little girls who behaved furtively and were secretly watching Su Fan and Zhao Shuo's every move.

Nowadays, spies from all parties are everywhere near the Zhao family.

Su Fan stood up slowly from the yard with a stern expression. His aura was restrained, yet he faintly revealed an inviolable majesty.

He took a few steps forward, bent down, picked up Zhao Shuo, strode back to the hall of the main house, then raised his hand and waved, a stream of spiritual power wrapped around Zhao Shuo and sent him into the Juyin Secret Realm.

"Yaksha, help me keep an eye on him. If he dares to do anything wrong, I will beat him to death..."

He muttered silently in his heart and sent a thought to Yaksha.

Immediately afterwards, Su Fan's eyes became stern, and a strange light suddenly appeared on his forehead, and a vertical eye slowly emerged.

The green eyeballs rolled around, revealing a cold and chilling look.

The furtive maids in the yard seemed to be under a spell. Their eyes became blurry in an instant and they dozed off one after another. In the next moment, they fell into a deep sleep.

Su Fan looked calm as he casually set up a concealment formation in the house.

This formation seemed invisible, but it was like a solid barrier that completely isolated the room from the outside world. He then carefully took out a jade slip from his ring, gently placed it on his forehead, closed his eyes and concentrated.

After a moment, he placed the jade slip in the hall of the main house, then circulated the aura around his body and performed the "Mist Body".

His entire body seemed to be broken down by a mysterious force and turned into a thin mist. Blown by the breeze, the mist passed through the crack in the door and floated silently out of the hall of the main house.

Su Fan controlled the thin mist, like an invisible ghost, and floated out of the valley silently under the cover of night.

Now his "mist body" has reached perfection. Even cultivators of the same level, if they do not have special perception abilities, will not be able to detect the slightest trace of his aura.

Just like that, he quickly floated over a hundred miles away.

Then, he thought about it, and a sharp crow's cry pierced the night sky, and a huge ghost crow came roaring out of the darkness.

Su Fan restored his true human form, leaped up and landed steadily on the back of the ghost crow.

The ghost crow flapped its wings and flew high, rushing into the vast night, and soon disappeared in the thick darkness, leaving only a dead silent night sky.

The next morning, the sky was slightly bright, and the faint dawn light sprinkled on the earth like a veil.

More than ten maids stood neatly outside the door of the main room, nervously waiting for Su Fan and Zhao Shuo to appear.

Time passed minute by minute, the sun gradually rose higher, and the sunlight became hotter.

But until noon, the door of the main room was still closed, and the two people did not come out of the house.

The girl in the lead bit her lower lip and hesitated for a long time.

Finally, she gritted her teeth, circulated the spiritual energy around her slightly, and used her spiritual sense to scan the room.

However, she felt as if her spiritual consciousness had hit an invisible wall and was blocked by the hidden formation in the house.

They waited anxiously in the yard from early morning to noon. The scorching sun was high in the sky, making people dizzy.

In desperation, the leading maid could only report the situation to the Zhao family.

After receiving the report from the maids in the yard, Zhao Rui, the ancestor of the Zhao family, had an originally calm face that changed instantly. A trace of anxiety flashed in his eyes, and he immediately became anxious.

He didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly took many senior members of the family, turned into streams of light, and rushed towards the courtyard in the valley.

They hurried to the main house of the courtyard. Zhao Rui looked solemn and nodded at Zhao Ying.

Zhao Ying understood and quickly released his spiritual sense, scanning the main room of the courtyard with all his strength.

But the result was exactly the same as that of the maid, his consciousness was also blocked by the mysterious concealment formation in the house.

This scene surprised all the Zhao family cultivators. They looked at each other with shocked expressions.

Zhao Ying was a cultivator in the middle stage of the Refining Void Realm, but his spiritual thoughts were easily blocked outside the house by a hidden formation. This was simply horrifying.

"Grandmaster, it is uncertain whether Shuo'er will live or die, break the formation..."

"Yeah, who knows where that guy came from? If he has ulterior motives, Shuo'er will be in danger..."

"That guy is so arrogant and domineering. He beat up Shuo'er yesterday. He doesn't even take our Zhao family seriously..."

"Break the formation, ancestor. I have long felt that this kid has an evil aura and does not seem to be from a decent background..."

Listening to the discussions of the clan members around him, Zhao Rui's expression became increasingly gloomy, and the veins on his forehead throbbed slightly.

(End of this chapter)