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Three Thousand One Hundred Fifth-Grade Azure Jade After spending extravagantly, Bu's wallet suddenly shrank by more than half. This feeling of reckless spending made his heart ache, but upon seeing the Nine Dragon Spear quietly lying in the Storage Ring, the pain in his heart diminished significantly.
“Nine Dragon Spear Category: Weapon (Spear) Required Equipment Level: Level (Unique) Attributes: Amplification 70% of Base Attack Power Enchanted Attribute: Amplification 20% Strength Attribute Additional Skills: “Dragon Rising” — The spear strikes like a dragon; after nine consecutive thrusts, it possesses the power of nine dragons. “Dragon Roar” — The spear releases a dragon's roar, shaking the surroundings and instilling fear. “Dragon Ascends Nine” — Condensing the spear's momentum into a dragon spirit, revealing the spirit of nine dragons to suppress all. Quality: Exquisite Weight: 151 Jin Description: Nine is supreme, and the dragon is revered; nine dragons are supreme.”
Compared to the Ancient Gun Taiyuan, Unleash in Anger, the Nine Dragon Spear clearly surpasses it in terms of Amplification. Not only does it have a base attack amplification of 70%, but it also includes an additional skill. Although this difference may seem minor, it is a key factor distinguishing ordinary items from exceptional ones.
“If I have another chance to make a fortune in the future, I will replace all my Amplification Equipment with legendary-level ones,” Bu Xin thought endlessly, his feet quickening. After leaving the Blue Castle Auction House, he was about to head straight back to the academy when suddenly a figure appeared right in front of him. He halted his steps and was about to dodge when he felt his body collide with something.
“Hey, sorry about that.” A somewhat slick voice rang out. Bu frowned and looked over, discovering that the person who had bumped into him was rubbing their shoulder and grinning awkwardly. This person had a shifty appearance with beady eyes. After speaking, they quickly bypassed Bu and hurried away.
“Hmph.” Watching the figure leave, Bu felt displeased at being interrupted from his thoughts. He patted his clothes and suddenly had a thought, feeling somewhat suspicious as he turned back again. In such a crowded street, how could he find that person’s figure again?
“Something’s not right.” Remembering the sinister gaze Berlin had when leaving the auction house, an alarm bell rang in Bu Xin's mind. Suddenly, he spread his Mental Power around him, extending it in all directions. With a Mental Power level of 107 points, it quickly covered nearly half of the Southern District of the Imperial Capital. Only some buildings with large formations had a certain shielding effect against Mental Power, making them appear very vague in his perception.
The spread of Mental Power was incredibly fast; it didn’t take long before Bu discovered the person who had bumped into him at an alley entrance.
“Hey, can I get a bit more for my reward? The Fellow I just scouted has considerable strength. When I bumped into him just now, it felt like crashing into an iron fortress; I almost shattered my shoulder against such a formidable character. I should bear some risk here; add a bit more.”
The familiar slick voice reached Bu’s ears through his Mental Power. The content of their words immediately caused a cold glint to flash in his eyes.
“Whatever amount it is, that’s what you’ll get. If you want to keep going in this line of work, don’t linger here unnecessarily. Since you’ve completed your task, take your money and leave.”
Another cold voice emerged. This time, the speaker wore a Black Scarf, revealing only half of their face. Greasy gray-brown hair hung down like serpents crawling on their shoulders. Through his Mental Power, Bu sensed that this person’s strength was at least above Intermediate Level 5, making them quite a troublesome character.
Worried about being noticed by the other party, Bu did not dare to pay too much attention to this person. After slowly retracting his Mental Power, he was about to leave when suddenly he felt a tightness all over his body, and his eyelids twitched slightly. He had already keenly sensed that three powerful auras of Mental Power were rapidly sweeping toward his location.
Each of these three auras of Mental Power was at least as strong as the one he possessed after merging with Hong Lian, indicating that their owners were all comparable to a strong Archmage like Sean Sterling. If they were martial artists, such formidable Mental Power would have long since transformed into divine consciousness.
"There are indeed quite a few strong individuals in this imperial capital; there are probably many even stronger ones who simply have no interest in someone like me." Bu thought to himself, feeling self-deprecating yet remaining calm. His tense muscles relaxed in an instant, allowing Hong Lian to completely retract her Mental Power without revealing any trace.
The three powerful auras of Mental Power swept past, lingering on Bu for no more than half a breath. Clearly, no one would associate such a strong fluctuation of Mental Power with a martial artist whose strength was only at the Intermediate Level.
Not even at Intermediate Level 5, as this kind of Mental Power intensity could only belong to a mage. Once a martial artist's Mental Power exceeds one hundred, it naturally gives rise to a Sea of Consciousness, where all Mental Power is completely transformed into divine consciousness, leaving no trace behind.
"At this moment, some nearby strong individuals have been alerted by me; it would be unwise to recklessly use my Mental Power for probing. It's a pity I haven't discovered that Berlin fellow." Walking slowly down the street, Bu pretended to look around casually, occasionally entering a shop to survey the surroundings. Although he appeared to be leisurely browsing, he had already heightened his vigilance and was secretly observing whether anyone was following him.
After a long while, Bu's furrowed brows began to relax. However, he soon felt extremely puzzled. After his earlier cautious counter-surveillance, he had not detected any suspicious followers. This should have been good news, but Bu felt that something was amiss.
"Berlin wouldn't let go so easily of that Fellow who just bumped into me; he must have arranged it. If that's the case, why is he allowing me to go unchecked? Could it be that he has made thorough preparations and believes I cannot escape his grasp? If so, then he must have a way to track my movements—not by sending someone to follow me but rather..."
Sitting in an elegant tea house, Bu Qing blew on the tea leaves in his cup and fell into deep thought. The leaves swirled along the rim of the cup as Bu's hand gently shook it, gradually sinking to the bottom and mixing with the other leaves. Yet that one leaf still spun as before without any change.
"These tea leaves are generally indistinguishable in form; if I hadn't blown on that particular leaf, it wouldn't have spun. If I hadn't shaken the cup, it wouldn't have slowly sunk to the bottom. And if I hadn't watched it spin and sink, I wouldn't be able to discern which among so many leaves was the one I had seen." Bu gazed at the tea water in his cup and smiled broadly before abruptly putting down the cup, tossing a Silver Kall onto the table, and getting up to leave.
"Scouting is about me; the point is the mark left on me. It's not that no one is following me; it's just that those tracking me are too far away. Without using my Mental Power for probing, I cannot detect them. If I don't remove the mark left on me, they will continue to follow until I enter the academy. However, I don't want these Fellows to know that I am a student of Holy Light Academy."
Recalling how that shifty Fellow had bumped into him earlier—his shoulder colliding with Bu's chest while his other arm had pressed against Bu's abdomen—he felt an unsettling sense of foreboding.
"Is the problem with this outfit?" Bu released a trace of Mental Power, carefully sensing the differences in his clothing. To outsiders, he appeared no different from the pedestrians wandering the streets aimlessly, looking around with interest but buying nothing.
Time passed slowly, and after about ten minutes, Bu had scanned his entire body with Mental Power multiple times, focusing particularly on his chest and abdomen. Ultimately, he discovered a slight abnormal fluctuation near the area of his navel.
This abnormal fluctuation felt like a faint airflow generated by the friction between air molecules—extremely weak. If he hadn't been intent on investigating, Bu would never have noticed this anomaly. Even now that he had found it, he still felt it was somewhat unbelievable.
The airflow generated by the movement of air was so subtle that most people wouldn't bother to pay attention to it. It was only after scanning repeatedly with Mental Power that Bu noticed this difference.
Ordinary air currents, if they moved slightly more vigorously, would form wind; if they were less noticeable, a Common Person would find it hard to detect. The mark on his outfit, altered by someone, was invisible to the naked eye and difficult to discover without careful probing with Mental Power. This airflow seemed to create a delicate and weak air vortex.
If the air vortex were larger, it would become a whirlwind. However, this one on Bu's body could not be larger; it seemed to form some kind of magnetic field that transmitted strange signal fluctuations to the outside world.
Bu attempted to feign touching his abdomen under the pretense of shopping but found that this air vortex seemed unaffected by external contact; it remained intact and did not dissipate. He then tried to cover this air vortex with Mental Power but ultimately discovered that he could not stop the abnormal fluctuations from spreading.
"It seems this thing isn't something that can be easily removed; it's rather mysterious. However, since I can't eliminate it, I might as well take off the clothes," he decided in his heart. "I'll find a corner and take the opportunity to shake off the Hound lurking in the shadows." With this determination, as he passed an alleyway, Bu suddenly accelerated and vanished from sight in an instant.
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