Lin Zida cried injustice, "The person I consulted told , the murderer might have worn gloves while committing the cri!"
"Really unbelievable! To be so professional just to steal a ga console!"
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An City.
The Spirit Boat descended, maintaining an altitude of two hundred ters, with Jiang Ning standing atop it.
Below lay an estate with ponds, artificial hills, greenery, and houses.
In a modern steel tropolis, such an estate could truly be considered a sanctuary within the city.
If moving into a villa ant reaching the pinnacle of life, then the estate below could be likened to transforming an entire villa district into a vast estate, costing at least a few hundred million to start.
After breaking through the Qi Refining Fifth Layer, Jiang Ning's Divine Sense extended nearly five hundred ters.
His Divine Sense swept downward, pierced through the walls of the ground buildings, and in the next mont, a massive amount of information fed back into his Divine Sense.
Jiang Ning maneuvered the Spirit Boat, scanning across the estate.
Soon, he found the materials for the Puppet. However, compared to the list provided by Shao Shuangshuang, it was slightly lacking; the concoction of the Puppet still missed a few ingredients.
"No matter, I'll take these for now."
Jiang Ning lowered the Flying Boat, concealing his form as he landed on the ground, his eyes resting on a two-story building in front of him.
The buildings within the estate were generally not tall; insignificant compared to the dozens of high-rise buildings outside the estate, but this was often a sign of status.
Jiang Ning entered the small building, hearing the voices of several n, especially one old man, whose voice was as deep and powerful as a bell, while the others could only listen obediently.
His Spiritual Power uncovered the side partition. Before his eyes, an ancient wooden shelf was filled with all manner of items.
With his Spiritual Power, Jiang Ning drew the few needed items into his Storage Ring.
Having done this, Jiang Ning noticed an old iron kettle on the charcoal fire, its surface engraved with landscapes, the lid made of bronze, and inside it boiled mountain spring water.
"Quite tasteful," Jiang Ning mused, sitting down on a wooden chair, igniting a Spiritual Fire around the old iron kettle, bringing the mountain spring water to a boil.
He gestured, and the steaming kettle flew towards him.
At the sa ti, a porcelain cup popped out of Jiang Ning's Storage Ring. He grabbed a cup of boiling water, undeterred by its scalding temperature of eighty to ninety degrees, and took a sip.
The water boiled in the old iron kettle tasted soft and sweet, perfect for tea, but he did not have ti for that today.
After finishing a cup of tea, Jiang Ning stood and made his way to the drawing room.
After setting up a soundproofing array, Jiang Ning pressed down with his Divine Sense. In an instant, the people in the study room, who had been discussing worldly matters, all lost consciousness.
He found the muscular old man, the owner of the estate.
Jiang Ning popped out an Elixir Pill, helping him to swallow it.
This was an Elixir Pill Jiang Ning had crafted in his spare ti. It might not extend life but it would definitely strengthen the body and improve one's vitality.
The other party was wealthy, and Jiang Ning taking his collection in exchange for Elixir Pills that couldn't be bought in the market was definitely to his advantage.
However, if faced with a family in poverty but possessing materials Jiang Ning needed, he would not give them Elixir Pills but rather Gold to improve their living situation.
Having concluded this matter, Jiang Ning directed the Spirit Boat away from the estate. He took out his mobile phone; Shao Shuangshuang had just sent him a ssage.
"Do you rember the Lin Zhongsheng Group I ntioned last ti?"
"They ca to Yuzhou today, planning to buy into our company, and they brought so of the materials that were intercepted before, probably hoping to use them as leverage in negotiations."
Shao Shuangshuang sent quite a bit of detailed information about the visitors.
"Where are they staying?" Jiang Ning asked, having earlier thought that the estate's materials were lacking, which apparently had been willingly brought to Yuzhou.
"Century Hotel."
"Mm, got it."
Jiang Ning put away his phone. He was not in a hurry to return to Yuzhou; he planned to stroll through Ancheng City District and bring so local delicacies back for Xue Yuantong.
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