The next day.
After secretly returning to Ferenc and confirming that he had unintentionally created a perfect "death concealment", Fang Xian was speechless.
'Because the hidden existence, the "Lord of Spiders" had a high enough level, and after the incident, he destroyed the surroundings as if to vent his anger, achieving a perfect "destruction of the corpse" effect … Even the Mystery Academy couldn't find any clues.
'In other words … If Daniel Roland never appears again, he will be an unlucky person who has already been confirmed to have died in a mysterious accident?
'That's a perfect identity cover, but it's a little unfair to the Roland family …'
With this thought, Fang Xian returned to Worcestershire.
He cast "Invisible Skin" and walked slowly into the Roland manor.
The morning light shone through the windows, sprinkling golden spots of light that were full of vitality.
The kitchen was busy. The butler directed the maids to clean the dining room and set the tableware.
Andre and his wife seemed to have woken up and were ringing the bell to summon their personal maids.
Peter hid on the balcony, smoking a cigarette and looking into a room from time to time.
A moment later, Lisa walked out. "Little Charles is still sleeping. Let's not disturb him. Let's go to the dining room."
"Okay."
Peter put out his cigarette and hugged his wife's waist.
It seemed that after the Roland family became rich, their relationship had eased up a lot.
As Peter walked, he kept rambling, "I don't know where Daniel ran off to. That kid never had the hobby of traveling before. I suspect that's his excuse to reject the engagement … Seriously, if you don't want to get married, you can just say it. Ah! Why are you pinching me? "
…
Fang Xian's expression softened as she watched this scene unfold.
He walked into the room that Lisa had just entered and saw a maid taking care of another child who was sleeping soundly. The child was only about two or three years old.
The maid had been yawning, and now she felt a strong sense of drowsiness. She lay down on the bed and fell asleep.
In the empty air, Fang Xian's figure slowly appeared.
"In this world … I still need to master a certain amount of supernatural power to better protect myself. Unfortunately, most people don't have the 'aptitude' … "
"In fact, in mysticism theory, everyone has spirituality. In theory, everyone can become a Beyonder, but most people will fail at the first stage, losing control at the Pot of Despicable stage … Maintaining stability requires talent and a meticulous mind …"
When he spoke, Charles did not wake up. From time to time, he would pout his little mouth. His little face was round and sensual, very cute.
"Among the many professions, my path is the most unique … it's through bloodline inheritance!"
Fang Xian stretched out his right hand. His thumb became sharp and he slid it across his index finger.
Drip!
A drop of dark red blood fell on the face of Nephew Gu, who was sleeping soundly.
Little Charles frowned. The drop of blood did not roll down, but began to seep in a strange way.
"Of course, I won't have children in this world, but I can grant you the glory of bloodline modification. When you grow up, you will become an extraordinary necromancer!"
Fang Xian muttered to himself as he watched the drop of blood fuse into Charles's bloodline. It turned into red threads that spread throughout his body.
This scene was extremely horrifying. Charles almost woke up and started bawling.
However, with a wave of his hand, Fang Xian sealed the area with the power of Dream Land, preventing any sound from leaking out. He also added a layer of seal to the bloodline, so that it would only be released slowly as he grew older, and would not erupt all at once.
Charles turned around, and the abnormalities in his body disappeared. He fell into a deep sleep again.
"Hmm … According to my seal, you will embark on the path of necromancy at the age of fifteen. Within three years, you will grow to the level of Quenching Black Iron … And with my inheritance in your bloodline, the path to Silver will be extremely smooth."
Fang Xian scanned his surroundings, removed the seal, and prepared to leave the mansion.
At the same time, his expression suddenly became a little strange.
His figure became illusory again, and he walked out of the bedroom to the dining room.
After taking one last look at the couple, Fang Xian left Roland Manor without looking back.
…
Dream Land.
Aislu came to the square and saw a large number of bustling transactions.
Ever since Dream Land was updated, all the members' enthusiasm for trading has been released … Hmm, a safe and convenient trading channel is indeed a miracle in the mysterious world … Moreover, item teleportation and contract notarization only need to consume mysterious power. Although it's a little more, the members can afford it … Lord Crow is really generous … If he, no, he collects taxes, he might be able to accumulate enough wealth in a very short time to make even kings jealous …
He looked around casually and found a few items and materials that he desired, but he forced himself to endure it. He did not forget his mission.
Aislu came to the center of the white jade pillar, pressed his palm on its smooth surface, and said silently, "Lord Crow, I bring news of the Immortal Dragon."
The next moment, he felt his surroundings change, and he came to the hall again.
Lord Crow sat high on the throne and looked down. "Speak …"
"His Excellency the Immortal Dragon has already visited a few great sages of the Tower of the Wise and Wise, and obtained their support. He has also contacted the two true gods of the Narnias Empire. The two beings have agreed to negotiate and can send their incarnations here … They agree that the most suitable place for the meeting is the Dreamland!"
"Okay!"
Fang Xian thought about it.
Previously, Dream Land excluded kings because of the setting of the Primordial Ones. Now that he was its master, of course, it could be changed.
But if the secret existence enters Dream Land, is there a possibility of usurping my authority?
So … I can't negotiate at the core. I can just set up an isolated area, and if there's any abnormality, I'll directly separate and reject it …
With this thought in mind, Fang Xian raised his hand.
Ten star-like spots of light fell and turned into tickets to Dream Land.
Unlike the metal pieces, they all emitted a silver luster, like exquisite works of art.
"This is an invitation letter that can allow existences above kings to enter Dream Land!"
Fang Xian continued.
"As you wish, Your Excellency Crow."
Aislu hurriedly put away the invitation letter, understanding Lord Crow's meaning.
The ones who truly decided the fate of the world would always be that small group of people. Ten spots were enough.
The world of Transcendents was just that realistic!
"Then, please allow me to take my leave!"
Aislu bowed again and disappeared from the hall.
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