Shocking! The master of metaphysics is actually the ancestor of ghosts and monsters!

This guy who came this time is quite capable, much stronger than the driver who was tailing them.

The ability is to explore.

The area of ​​investigation was not large, but it monitored the situation inside the entire cabin.

It's comparable to a webcam.

Jing Li slightly curled the corners of her lips and strode towards her seat.

She was curious why they didn't send a mystic with the ability to detect things to keep an eye on her.

Instead, they came to monitor the aircraft, which is completely baffling.

What Jingli didn't know was that in her eyes, the ability to detect mystical practitioners was just an ordinary skill.

However, in modern China, its status is very high.

Because a skilled sorcerer can infiltrate any location he desires, as long as his own area is not too far from another location, he can detect it.

It can be used in many areas.

The Xuanling Group would not send such people to carry out operations unless it was a special period.

Because it consumes three times the spiritual energy of others, it requires more jade stones containing spiritual energy to support it.

To them, Jing Li was merely a novice sorcerer whose abilities were yet to be fully assessed, and he would not pose a threat to them for the time being.

Using this ability on her would be a waste.

She glanced around the first-class cabin but didn't see Lu Fuqing.

Lu Fuqing and she were both in the first-class waiting area, so it was impossible for them to go to other cabins.

There was only one reason: she didn't board the plane.

A wisp of golden light subtly emanated from the mirror. The golden light, passing through the glass, leaped and bounded into the distance along with the countless golden specks in the air, disappearing in an instant.

This act of manipulating spiritual energy did not attract the attention of the sorcerer.

Even if they are in the same space.

He was in the second row behind Jing Li on the left. Jing Li had just glanced at him and his face was deathly pale, clearly a sign of excessive spiritual energy.

There was a dark, unremarkable stone at the point where his neck was connected, which supplied him with spiritual energy.

The stone was hard to detect, but it couldn't escape Jing Li's formation.

Before long, everyone was sitting in their seats correctly.

A beautiful woman with naturally striking features appeared beside the sorcerer.

The two seemed to know each other. The girl crossed her arms and put her right leg on her lap. She looked displeased, but still lowered her voice: "I really don't understand why the organization made me work with you."

She has a skill that everyone envies, but she thinks it's a bit useless. Men are just typical burdens in front of her.

She values ​​merit above all else; sneaking around is not her style.

Suddenly, the man raised his eyelids, seemingly not angry at all. "Words can be dangerous. Be careful not to mess up the mission assigned by the organization."

"Isn't your ability to detect things? If you can't even handle this little thing, then you're useless."

The woman said without any mercy.

"As you said, I am useless, so in order to prevent the secret from being leaked, I hope Miss Xia can keep her mouth shut and stop talking to me about the mission. Let's each do our own thing."

The man touched his neck, removed the stone stuck to it, turned to look at the woman, and spoke with a slightly displeased tone.

The alluring woman was caught off guard and, in a bad mood, glared at the man. "The rumors aren't wrong. You self-proclaimed detectives are all arrogant and conceited."

The man seemed unwilling to say anything more to her, turned his head away, and closed his eyes again.

Upon seeing this, the woman let out a heavy, cold snort.

"How rude."

But no matter how much she provoked the man, he completely ignored her and didn't react at all.

After everyone was seated, the plane officially took off, and the flight attendants were reminding passengers to fasten their seatbelts.

Like a good child, Jingli learned from the people around her to fasten her seatbelt.

This was her first time on an airplane, and also the original owner's first time on an airplane.

She was still very interested.

After all, she didn't have any memories of it, and she was also very curious about how people in later generations could still fly in the sky in this era of scarce spiritual energy.

Ten thousand years ago, there were spaceships powered by spiritual energy.

Those who are even more powerful can use spiritual energy to fly freely in the air.

Even Jing Li can't do that now. In this era of meager spiritual energy, even if her merits were transformed into spirits, she still couldn't sustain her flight in the air.

However, teleportation using an array is possible.

Right now, the plane is taking off, and the momentary turbulence makes Jing Li purse her lips.

Nothing more.

Sitting next to her was a successful man in his forties, who was still looking at something on his computer even without internet access.

His brows were furrowed, his left hand kept twisting the hem of his clothes, and his face showed anxiety and unease, as if he were facing some major difficulty.

Then, his expression changed to heartache, then pain, and then anger, with the veins on his hands bulging.

He wished he could fly to Biannan right now.

Jingli glanced at him a few times, sighed, and finally succumbed to her own greed; she wanted to move to a bigger house.

That one over there is a big, fat sheep.

So she cleared her throat and said, albeit haltingly, "Sir, do you need any help?"

The sudden sound caught the man's attention. His sharp suit accentuated his imposing presence, but his eyes held an unfathomable mix of emotions, as if they were about to erupt at any moment.

Being disturbed by a stranger will make anyone feel that the person is impolite and thus dislike them.

However, when the man saw Jing Li's radiant smile, the words of rebuke suddenly stuck in his throat.

He was filled with unbearable anger, but in the end, he didn't let it out.

He glanced at it once, then turned his gaze back to the computer.

This was the first time Jing Li had been ignored.

She continued with a smile, "You really don't need help? Including your daughter?"

The word 'daughter' struck the man's mind like a hammer blow, and his face instantly turned gloomy. "What are you talking about?"

He gritted his teeth, wishing he could strangle Jingli the next second.

"You're with them!"

The man completely erupted, his tone becoming intense, startling everyone in the cabin, including those who were sleeping in the back.

Everyone's eyes turned to look, including the male and female sorcerers to the left and behind.

The man opened his eyes and looked over there. He sensed the aura of a mystic on the little girl, but when he examined her more closely, the aura had long since vanished.

It seems not.

"Excuse me, if you're going to talk, please keep your voice down. I need to sleep."

The person who was woken up was dissatisfied, but was generally well-mannered and did not resort to insults; it was just a normal reminder.

Jing Li wasn't frightened by the man. Instead, she followed up on what the person who had been woken up was saying, as if reprimanding a junior, and her tone was quite disapproving: "One should be emotionally stable. It's impolite to frighten others by being loud and boisterous."

He even shook his index finger from side to side.

The man was furious and had automatically categorized Jing Li as a bad person.

If they weren't on an airplane, he probably would have dragged Jing Li to the police station.