On the very night the auction concluded.
Two shadowy figures slipped into the hotel under the cover of darkness.
As a highly luxurious and upscale hotel in London, its security was exceptionally strong, yet their appearance went unnoticed.
They continued to slip in until they reached Jiang Yuan's room.
The shadows wavered, and two people emerged from them, their faces extremely bizarre, their eyes seemingly stitched shut with needles and thread.
Black mist permeated from their fingertips, quickly engulfing the entire suite, making every object appear as if it had been coated with a layer of dark film.
After the preliminary work was done, they were about to make their move.
However, under the shroud of black mist, the person on the bed suddenly sat up.
"?"
What's happening?
Why didn't he faint?
The two were somewhat dumbfounded.
Once someone was eroded into a dream by their darkness, even a High-Level Mage would need at least three days of sleep to wake up!
Could it be that he wasn't a High-Level Mage?!
Just as they were in shock, Jiang Yuan's voice rang out.
"Your ability is quite interesting."
As soon as his words fell, the darkness in the room was instantly dispelled!
And the two uninvited guests were restrained by an invisible force, unable to speak.
Several Undead Tentacles extended from the void, drilling into their brains, their terrified screams drowned out by the tentacles.
A moment later, Jiang Yuan knew their identities and purpose, and couldn't help but sigh:
"Indeed, when one is in a foreign land, it's easy to be targeted."
The two were from the Assassin Hall.
They were considered high-ranking members.
They were hired by some unknown force in London to test him, an outsider.
Moreover, this bounty had already been accepted by many assassins.
They were just the first ones to arrive.
Who told him to reveal too much wealth and not have a background strong enough to deter various forces?
Since that was the case, he would have to use a more drastic method.
Thinking of this, Jiang Yuan gestured to Liu Xian: "Throw these two out."
Liu Xian complied, throwing them directly out of the window, but on their bodies, a black mark left by Jiang Yuan was imprinted.
This mark was a dark power that the Ancient King had given to Jiang Yuan.
Its function was very simple.
That is, anyone who came into contact with a marked person would be marked as a new one.
The mark was a coordinate.
A coordinate for Jiang Yuan to find them.
The people of the Assassin Hall were elusive; without this method, it would be difficult to find them.
What Jiang Yuan wanted to do was to find them and eliminate them all!
"I'll have to go back a little later."
......
After being thrown out of the window, the two assassins took a long time to recover from the fear of having their souls extracted.
"He actually didn't kill us?!" The assassin looked at the window in terror, as if there was some monstrous beast there.
They didn't understand why they hadn't been killed.
Perhaps he was worried about retaliation?
But that no longer mattered; an assassination mission failure usually meant death for the assassin, and being alive was already extremely fortunate.
They fled London as if escaping for their lives.
Over the next period of time.
A major event occurred in Europe; the entire Assassin Hall was almost uprooted, and even the most famous Four Craftsmen of the Assassin Hall were not spared.
This event not only shook Europe but also caused a huge stir in the entire international magic society.
One must know that the terror of the Assassin Hall had been circulating in the world for hundreds of years, and its bizarre and grotesque abilities had troubled many people for a long time.
Of course, the demise of the Assassin Hall not only brought relief to some but also enraged many old figures in Europe.
Its existence was not merely that of an assassination organization.
Where there was demand, there was service.
The Assassin Hall's clients were those in high positions of power, acting as their dark proxies.
That was the nature of the transaction.
Otherwise, the Assassin Hall would have been eradicated long ago for being a cancerous growth.
While the international community was shaken by the demise of the Assassin Hall, the instigator had already boarded a plane and left Europe.
...…
Back in China, Jiang Yuan's expression was calm, as if the turbulent events in Europe were merely an insignificant interlude.
For him, dealing with the Assassin Hall was indeed effortless.
The so-called Four Craftsmen of Assassins were merely High-Level Mages; although their dark abilities were unpredictable and bizarre, they were nothing in front of Jiang Yuan, who had inherited the Ancient King's power.
Strolling along the tree-lined paths of Mingzhu Academy, Jiang Yuan felt the air around him was familiar and pleasant.
This place still made him feel relaxed; no matter how good a foreign country was, it was ultimately a foreign land.
Liu Xian did not accompany him but followed Jiang Yuan's instructions to the Demon City to integrate the local Vampire forces.
Her task was arduous; she not only had to integrate the Vampires of the Demon City but also extend her reach across all of China, and even venture overseas, bringing Vampires from all over the world under her command.
Jiang Yuan took out his phone and dialed Mo Fan's number: "Hey, Mo Fan, come to my apartment."
"I'm not at the academy right now, what's up?"
"You're not at the academy? No, where did you go to enjoy yourself again?"
Upon hearing this, Mo Fan immediately retorted, his tone full of indignation:
"What do you mean I went to enjoy myself, you're the one who went to enjoy yourself, you spend much more time away from the academy than I do!"
"Alright, alright, stop barking, tell me where you are, I have something for you."
Mo Fan's curiosity was instantly piqued: "What is it?"
"A treasure, a treasure that will make you empty out all your savings."
"Damn it, really? I'm at Zhuo Yuan North Corner right now!" Mo Fan didn't doubt that Jiang Yuan was joking.
Jiang Yuan would never joke with him about such things; after all, Jiang Yuan was truly rich, and he, a pauper, simply couldn't compare!
As soon as he thought of a treasure waiting for him, he wished he could sprout wings and fly back from Zhuo Yuan North Corner immediately.
But when he looked up at the towering Star-Whisper Sky Tree in front of him, and the alluringly glowing Flame Calamity Fruit on the tree, he gritted his teeth fiercely and said into the communicator:
"I can't go back right now, there's a treasure waiting for me to pick here too. Damn it, it's giving me a headache, wait until I get back!"
"Alright, I'll save it for you." Jiang Yuan hung up the phone.
Mo Fan was already at Zhuo Yuan North Corner, so he should be close to obtaining Xiao Yan Ji.
It seemed he could only go find Mu Ningjiao and the others first.
The house rented to Mu Ningjiao and the others was not far from the school.
Soon, Jiang Yuan arrived at his destination. He skillfully opened the door.
As soon as he entered, he saw a slender, snowy white figure swaying back and forth.
"Ah!" Ai Tutu, startled by the sudden appearance of a figure, instinctively wanted to scream, but when she saw it was Jiang Yuan, her face instantly broke into a smile: "It's you, Jiang Yuan, why aren't you meditating in the apartment today?"
As she spoke, she swayed her long legs and walked over, immediately linking her arm with Jiang Yuan's, showing no sense of being a stranger.