"What's the matter?" Bai Yifan frowned.
"I don't know," the servant said cautiously.
"I see, you can go back first."
Bai Yifan impatiently waved his hand. Immediately, he handed the brocade box in his hand to a middle-aged man with a shrewd appearance. He instructed, "Bai Fu, put this thing back into the treasury first."
"Yes, Young Master."
Bai Fu left with the box.
Bai Yifan let the band continue rehearsing, while he rode a demonic tiger and left the courtyard.
This seemed to be a private courtyard of Bai Yifan's outside, not within the Bai family's territory.
Lin Xuan saw that Bai Yifan had left, and couldn't help but stare at Bai Fu. He was a little curious about what treasure was in the box.
After a little hesitation, he sank into the ground and quietly followed.
Bai Fu was a late-stage God Astral Realm expert, so of course it was impossible for him to discover Lin Xuan. He carried the box into a small three-story building, entered the underground treasury, put the box away, and left.
This treasury was set up with extremely powerful restrictions, even underground. But to Lin Xuan, no matter how powerful the restrictions were, they existed in name only.
He easily broke through the restriction and appeared in the treasury.
There were many treasures in Bai Yifan's personal treasury, but none of them caught Lin Xuan's eye. Most of them were gorgeous Xuan treasure swords and sabers, as well as some strange stones.
The brocade box with a ribbon was on a table.
Lin Xuan was curious. He went forward and gently untied the ribbon, opened the brocade box, and suddenly found that there was a crystal clear topaz pillow inside.
"Tch! Using this thing to please a woman, isn't it too low class? "Lin Xuan shook his head disdainfully.
Although the Bai family that Bai Yifan belonged to could not be considered a first-rate aristocratic family, it was a second-rate aristocratic family.
Bai Yifan was also a direct descendant of the Bai family, so he shouldn't be so stingy.
But in the next moment, Lin Xuan's pupils shrank. "Eh? No, this is actually … an entire piece of supreme-grade Soul Nurturing Jade? "
The Soul Nurturing Jade was a type of precious jade that could nourish the soul, and it was divided into four grades: low-grade, mid-grade, high-grade, and top-grade.
Just a small piece of low-grade Soul Nurturing Jade was enough to rejuvenate an ordinary person and extend their lifespan by more than ten years.
If it was a middle-grade Soul Nurturing Jade or above, it would be of great help to martial artists, and its value would also be considerable.
As for the best Soul-nourishing Jade, its effect was even greater. It could greatly nourish the Divine Soul and increase the Spiritual Force. It was simply a treasure that spiritual tattooists yearned for even in their dreams.
And this pillow carved from top-grade Soul Nurturing Jade was a foot long and five inches wide. Its value was probably not lower than a low-grade Dao Artifact.
"Hur hur, this brat can be considered to have put in a lot of effort in order to win over the beauty. En, I happen to need the Soul Nurturing Jade, so I'll borrow it for a few days. "
Lin Xuan smiled and unceremoniously took the topaz pillow for his own use.
During this period of time, the main reason why he only practiced spiritual tattoos for four hours a day was that he had consumed too much Spiritual Force. If he had this piece of Soul Nurturing Jade, he believed that he could practice for a longer time and learn faster in the future.
The reason why he said he was borrowing it was that Lin Xuan planned to return this piece of Soul Nurturing Jade to Li Mojun after he learned it, so that their teacher-student relationship would not be in vain.
After putting away the Soul Nurturing Jade, Lin Xuan planned to leave, but after thinking about it, he returned.
His lips curled into a playful smile. He took out a square stone of similar weight from the Illusory Demon Orb and placed it into the box. Then, he tied the colorful ribbon around the box as it was and left with a satisfied look on his face.
Nothing happened that night.
Early the next morning, before the sun rose, Lin Xuan had just walked out of the room and found Li Mohan anxiously pacing around outside the door.
"Eh, Mo Han, why are you so early?" Lin Xuan asked doubtfully.
Li Mohan's eyes lit up and she anxiously said, "Brother Ning, you're finally out! Is this still early? Ai, it's my fault for not telling you clearly. The Martial Club's gathering has a limit on the number of people. Usually, it's fine, but today, there will definitely be a lot of people going to the Dragon Slaughtering Convention. If you're late, you won't even be able to enter the door! Even if you enter the door, you won't be able to get a good seat! "
"There's such a thing?"
Lin Xuan couldn't help but be puzzled. He was a little more curious about this Martial Club.
"Brother Ning, don't delay, let's go! Second Sister is already waiting outside! "
"Alright, let's go."
The two walked side by side to the front yard.
In the front courtyard, a luxurious carriage and a few Horned Tigers were already parked there. More than a dozen guards and maids were already standing in line, and they were all silent.
The morning breeze blew and lifted the curtain of the carriage, vaguely revealing Li Mojun's beautiful face.
Seeing Lin Xuan arrive, Li Mojun coldly glanced at him and immediately ordered, "Let's go!"
"Yes!"
The carriage immediately started and slowly drove out.
Lin Xuan looked at Li Mojun's figure in the carriage and the corner of his mouth hooked up in a playful arc. At this moment, he couldn't help but look forward to the big show that Bai Yifan had prepared for Li Mojun.
He and Li Mohan each rode on a Horned Tiger and walked out of the Li Residence's gate, surrounded by a group of guards, towards the north of the city.
"Mo Han, what is this Martial Club?"
On the way, Lin Xuan was extremely bored and casually asked about the Martial Club.
Li Mohan's face was in high spirits. She looked at Lin Xuan with disdain and said, "Brother Ning, you are really ignorant and inexperienced. You don't even know about the Martial Club! The Martial Club was created by the Emperor of the Daqian dynasty three hundred years ago. It was originally used to cultivate talents for the dynasty. Later on, it grew and gradually became a place for the aristocratic family's children to cultivate, exchange, and entertain.
In the Martial Club, there are many rare and interesting things. Whether it is to cultivate, find someone to compete with, or have fun, it can satisfy all of them.
The most important thing is that you can see the Daqian dynasty's most outstanding talents there. Even the Crown Prince and the princes are frequent guests there. "
Lin Xuan gradually understood that this so-called Martial Club should be a top class club for the aristocratic family's children.
The group didn't walk quickly. After half an hour, they finally arrived at their destination.
It was a public square that was relatively close to the center of the city. In the center of the public square, there was a huge spatial portal, and the Martial Club was inside.
At this moment, the sun had just risen, but the public square was already filled with all kinds of carriages, as well as countless mounts and servants.
It was obvious that those who could enter the Martial Club were either rich or noble. Ordinary people couldn't enter.
"Ai, it seems that we are still a bit late. I hope we can get a seat and see the true dragon's appearance up close."
Li Mohan shook her head and sighed. She urged Lin Xuan and Li Mojun to quickly go forward.
Outside the spatial portal stood eight imperial guards wearing golden armor. They were the Daqian dynasty's most mysterious and powerful Golden Scale Guard. All of them were Heavenly Transformation Realm experts.
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