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Seeing Murong Batian's unquestionable tone, Jiang Liu'er knew that he had to tell them everything that had happened today. She took a deep breath and slowly started talking.

"Then let's get straight to the point. Actually, I've only recently come into contact with a few things like this. If I'm not wrong, the things you said just now should be exactly the same as what I know. There's something special about this antique, something that can be seen by someone with a special ability."

"Air currents …"

Murong Batian thought for a while, and repeated the word, nodding his head, "I really want to hear that word, keep going."

This kind of airflow is actually divided into different levels. Ordinary conditions are the state of the gas, floating in the air, while slightly higher levels are the state of the lines. The thicker and better quality air is the state of crystallization, which is very similar to some aspects of physics.

Jiang Liu'er thought for a moment before continuing.

"The flow of air is also divided into different colors according to their quality. Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, cyan, cyan, blue, purple, white and black are the two extremes …"

"So you're saying that the Heavenly Son Sword in my hand also has some air currents, but what does this have to do with affecting my body?"

Don't be anxious, there is indeed a stream of air on the Heavenly Son Sword, and it is also red in color. The grade and quality of the air current is also not bad, but because of the red color on the Heavenly Son Sword, red in the air can be said to be an ominous color. This kind of blood is born with an ominous color.

Murong Batian nodded his head. No wonder it was normal at the beginning, but after that, he felt that something was wrong.

Jiang Liu'er looked at Murong Batian's lonely look and felt a bit of guilt in her heart. After all, this guy was already at the old man's age. He should be full of children and should be happy.

In the end, this situation had something to do with Jiang Liu'er. He was the one who chose the Heavenly Son Sword as a present for Murong Batian, so he felt a little guilty.

"I knew it. No wonder that guy kept asking me to buy these antiques. So he did it for this strange energy flow. However, I didn't lose anything because of this. On the contrary, he had made a profit for me because of these antiques."

You should have played this game before, right? This is equivalent to absorbing the energy, and then you will be able to accumulate a certain amount of experience for yourself, when you reach a certain level, when the experience is full, your character will naturally level up, and there will be new skills appearing. After that, you can go hunt higher level wild monsters, obtain more experience, and then level up again.

"That's right, that's right, that's right. I spent a lot of money to buy it, and through business, I earned and he earned. That's the reason. No wonder he stayed by my side all this time, and it's also because of my wealth."

"That's right, for an antique, without money, it's impossible to continue playing. Moreover, his current ability is definitely not something that can be satisfied with a small amount of money. It's like gambling. The more you gamble, the bigger it becomes."

"In other words, the more he absorbs, the worse it will be?"

Jiang Liu'er nodded her head, how could he have forgotten that when he was just strong enough, he had absorbed too much air flow in one breath, causing him to faint. Although he was weak at that time, this kind of method was definitely the same, no matter how strong he was, he would always meet people from the Heaven realm, and no one was an exception.

"Then can I use this to restrain that guy?"

"Mister Murong, this kind of cooperation is a mutual wish. Moreover, since you're earning money, he can also absorb air currents. It won't do you any harm, right?"

Murong Batian shook his head, "That's what I said, but the reality is different. What I have is far less than what you've seen, and also, he's always using some methods to restrain me. I'm a businessman, what I have now are things that I fought back with a drop of sweat and a drop of blood.

What Murong Batian didn't want to say was, no matter how much he disagreed with Murong Xuan, Murong Xuan was still his own son. How could he be so cold-blooded and just ignore Murong Xuan?

If he could do it, he wouldn't have to worry so much. But the problem was, Murong Xuan was his weakness, and those people would definitely seize him and use him as a bargaining chip. Things wouldn't be as simple as that.

"I've told that brat Murong Xuan a long time ago, but this kid is really …" "Ai …" "No matter how cold-blooded and ruthless I am, he is still my son. No matter how fierce I say things, he is still my son, I cannot just sit by and watch as my son makes a mistake." Murong Batian sighed heavily, "No matter how cold-blooded and emotionless I am, he is still my son, no matter how hard I say things, he is still my son, I cannot just watch as my son make a mistake.

Jiang Liu'er smiled helplessly. He didn't care about the things between family and friends. What he cared about was the depth of the relationship between Murong Batian and these demonic men, as well as what happened after Murong Batian entered the sect.

"Mister Murong, I understand your concerns, but as for this matter, let me be honest with you, I really hope that you won't be implicated, after all, I can't guarantee you what the consequences will be if you were to be implicated, so I believe that you should understand this matter as well."

He had been in the martial arts world for so long, how could he not know the effects of such a huge operation on his company? He had already thought about it, once he left the hospital, the company's share price would be affected by his physical condition.

If Murong Xuan knew about the shock wave, he would definitely listen to someone's persuasion. When that happened, he would come back to him and take advantage of the situation. What would he have left?

The people who helped him would leave one by one, and when that happened, it would be Murong Batian's decision, or else he would be led around by someone else. Now that he was asking Jiang Liu'er so many questions, he wanted to know more.

"The reason why I asked you so many questions is because I feel that if I continue to wait like this, it would be too passive. I might as well take the initiative and grasp a little more information. That brat, no matter how unfilial he is, he is still my son. As a father, I should be a father, and protecting him is something that I must do. "

Jiang Liu'er nodded her head, showing her deep love for him was a good idea, and Murong Batian was indeed like that.

"Since you want to know, then you should tell me everything you know first. This way, I can help you out."

I just know that these people are all called the devil sect, and they have a clear level of power. The ones who do the work should be the small fry, and the ones who take charge of the overall situation never show their faces. I should be a pawn in their hands right now, purely because I want to use my wealth to help them find more antiques and become stronger.

"It's him."

Wang Deming was none other than Jiang Liu'er's other colleague who worked at the museum. This guy was usually quiet and did not say a word, and never expected him to have this kind of ability. Seems like the reason he worked at the museum was for the current situation, but …

Wang Deming had worked with him for so long, until Jiang Liu'er discovered that he could see the airflow. With so much airflow in the museum, it meant that Wang Deming had never absorbed it before. Why did he not absorb it when he had such good resources?

There were two reasons why Wang De Ming did not absorb the air currents. Firstly, with his abilities, the air currents were similar to waste to him, there was no need to absorb it. Secondly, he could use some methods to create more air currents from the museum's antiques.

Of course, Jiang Liu'er hoped that Wang Deming's situation would fall into the first category. The power of a devil sect was not something that he could guess in a short period of time.

"He was a colleague of yours at the museum."

Jiang Liu'er nodded her head. It wasn't surprising that Murong Ba knew about this information. After all, he was Murong Batian. It wasn't an easy task for him to investigate someone.

"Judging from your expression and the things I've told you, it seems like you don't know anything about it?"

All he could say was that this guy, Wang Deming, was truly too cunning. He had been on business with him for such a long time, yet he did not notice it at all. Furthermore, Jiang Liu'er now had a feeling that Wang Deming should know that he could feel the air currents.

"He hid it well, and I just worked in the museum for a while, so I don't know much about him. But then again, he did a good job in the museum, how did he come to be with you?"

"For money, isn't it?"

Jiang Liu'er nodded. Was he able to see through the airflow? The only thing he lacked was a financial backer like Murong Batian. He shouldn't have been surprised that he would appear by Murong Batian's side.

"I hope I've said so much today to help each other."

Jiang Liu'er nodded her head, and the room fell into a momentary silence.