On a dark and rainy night, Mu Lin had just concealed himself in a large tree outside a four-story villa. He was preparing to investigate this property. At first glance, it appeared no different from an ordinary wealthy estate, but only those who had entered knew it was the headquarters for all church personnel in London.
After a week of meticulous investigation, Mu Lin had already scoured every church in London. What would be a daunting task for most was nothing more than a minor time investment for him.
Driving around with a map of London in hand, Mu Lin systematically visited each location, stopping only briefly to absorb the necessary information into his mind. It was during one such search at a church that he noticed high-ranking clergy with unusual energy fluctuations. Following them discreetly led him to this very place.
Tonight was Mu Lin’s first close surveillance attempt. Earlier in the day, he had merely driven past the villa, sensing its heavily guarded perimeter and surveillance equipment. He dared not linger, fearing any misstep might alert the occupants and complicate future operations.
The rainy night left the streets nearly deserted, making surveillance even more challenging. Fortunately, Mu Lin had been refining his Five Elements Concealment Technique, allowing him to land precisely on this tree near the villa using Wood Concealment. Though still hundreds of meters away, it was the closest viable hiding spot.
Mu Lin wouldn’t recklessly approach the villa, surrounded as it was by other buildings. He hadn’t forgotten his experience in Boston, where a small underworld family had concealed their core structure within a residential outer layer. Had it not been for sheer luck, he might have suffered a major setback.
If even a minor criminal organization could employ such tactics, how much more cautious should he be against a massive institution backed by the British government and public? He had no intention of repeating past mistakes. Once, he had assumed his movements were undetectable—only to later realize they had traced him to a farm. That incident revealed the presence of unknown experts on their side, forcing Mu Lin to operate with even greater stealth.
Hidden among the leaves, Mu Lin activated both Invisibility and Wood Concealment out of caution. He couldn’t be sure what high-tech countermeasures they might have. Sure enough, about ten minutes after he settled in, two plainclothes guards emerged from the villa carrying a device and approached the tree. Though unarmed, Mu Lin knew countless weapons were likely trained on this spot. Any suspicious movement would trigger heavy firepower to obliterate the tree—and anyone in it.
Thanks to Wood Concealment, Mu Lin had temporarily merged with the tree. The guards began scanning it with a life-detection device—a tool Mu Lin had tested in his own lab. He had previously fooled such equipment while using concealment techniques, so seeing it now eased his tension.
After a thorough scan, the guards muttered complaints about the miserable weather and retreated. Mu Lin carefully retrieved a few jade stones from his ring, arranging them into a Concealment Array to prevent energy leakage or intrusion before revealing himself.
*Damn it!* he muttered under his breath, exhilarated. The stringent security confirmed he was in the right place. He had used his concealment technique from ten kilometers away, draining a significant amount of his spiritual energy.
After quietly restoring his energy, Mu Lin extended his psychic senses toward the villa’s surrounding structures. The layout resembled what he had seen in Boston—the tree he was in faced the very building housing security operations. Inside, high-powered night-vision feeds relayed real-time surveillance to networked computers. One feed was specifically trained on this tree—meaning he had unwittingly walked into a trap. No wonder they had deployed the life detector so quickly.
*Maybe they left this tree as bait,* he mused. *A classic “wait-by-the-tree-for-the-rabbit” tactic.* Otherwise, why dedicate a night-vision feed to it?
*Incredibly tight security.* Now, his challenge was finding a concealed entry point within the villa to use his concealment technique.
Starting from the security building, Mu Lin’s psychic senses gradually extended toward the villa. Though physically outside, his mind processed every detail as clearly as if he were inside.
Moving slowly to avoid detection by any energy-sensitive devices or personnel, he knew a single misstep could expose him. If that happened, returning would require twice the effort—if not more—and worse, it would signal his presence to the enemy.
He was well aware that if he tipped them off, this place might either be abandoned or turned into a deadly trap—like the submarine ambush at sea. If the former, he and his family would be left waiting for retaliation.
*You can’t stay on guard forever,* he thought. If forced into constant defense, his restless nature would drive him mad. He’d be stuck babysitting his loved ones instead of pursuing his goals.
After a week of meticulous investigation, Mu Lin had checked every church in London. While such an investigation would be extremely difficult for an average person, for Mu Lin it was simple—just slightly time-consuming.
Driving around with a map of London in hand, Mu Lin had searched methodically, visiting each church one by one. A mere moment’s stop was enough for him to absorb all the information about a location into his mind. It was during his search for one church that he detected high-ranking clergy there, along with noticeable energy fluctuations. Following them discreetly eventually led him to this villa.
Tonight was the first time Mu Lin had come to observe the villa up close. During the day, he had simply driven past slowly, sensing the villa’s tight security and surveillance systems with his mental perception. He dared not stop, fearing that any carelessness might alert the people inside and complicate his future operations.
On a dark and rainy night, Mu Lin had just concealed himself in a large tree outside a four-story villa. He was preparing to investigate this mansion. At first glance, it appeared no different from an ordinary wealthy estate, but only those who had entered knew—this was the headquarters of all church personnel in London.
After a week of meticulous investigation, Mu Lin had already scoured every church in London. What would be an arduous task for most people was nothing more than a simple chore for him—just a matter of spending a bit more time than others.
With a map of London in hand, Mu Lin drove from one location to another, stopping briefly at each site to absorb all the necessary information into his mind. It was during his search of one particular church that he noticed its clergy were high-ranking members, radiating strong energy fluctuations. By discreetly following them, he eventually traced their path to this very place.
Tonight marked Mu Lin’s first close surveillance of the villa. Earlier in the day, he had merely driven past slowly, sensing the tight security and surveillance equipment installed around the property. He dared not linger, fearing that even the slightest carelessness might alert the occupants and complicate his future operations.
The rainy night left the streets nearly deserted, making his surveillance even more challenging. Fortunately, Mu Lin had been diligently practicing his Five Elements Concealment Technique, and with the Wood Concealment skill, he managed to land precisely on a tree not far from the villa. Though still hundreds of meters away, this tree was the closest concealed vantage point available.
Mu Lin wouldn’t recklessly approach the villa, surrounded as it was by other buildings. He hadn’t forgotten his experience in Boston when reclaiming a family’s stronghold—their core structure had been nestled within a perimeter of residences for lower-ranking members. Had it not been for a stroke of luck in his actions back then, he might have suffered a major setback.
If even a small underworld family could employ such tactics, how much more formidable would a massive organization backed by both the British government and its populace be? Mu Lin had no intention of repeating past mistakes. He had once believed his movements were undetectable, yet somehow, they had traced his visit to a farm. This incident revealed that his adversaries possessed experts with capabilities beyond his knowledge, compelling him to be even more cautious in concealing his actions.
Hidden among the leaves, Mu Lin remained vigilant, employing both Invisibility and Wood Concealment techniques. He couldn’t be sure whether the enemy had any high-tech devices he wasn’t aware of. Sure enough, about ten minutes after he settled in the tree, two plainclothes guards emerged from the villa, carrying a case, and approached the tree. Though they bore no visible weapons, Mu Lin knew countless weapons were likely trained on this spot. The slightest suspicious move from these two would undoubtedly trigger heavy firepower to obliterate the tree—and any life upon it.
Thanks to his Wood Concealment, Mu Lin had temporarily become one with the tree. The guards began scanning it with a device—a life detector. In the pitch-black night, this instrument would reveal the presence of any living being in the vicinity.
Mu Lin had previously tested this very device in his own lab, confirming that his concealment techniques could fool it. Seeing them use it now, he let out a quiet sigh of relief.
After a thorough scan, the two guards packed up their equipment and muttered complaints as they trudged back to the villa. Understandably, no one would be pleased to be sent out on such a dreary night. Mu Lin carefully retrieved a few pieces of jade from his ring and arranged them into a Perfect Circle Formation to prevent energy leakage or intrusion. Only then did he allow himself to reappear within the formation.
*Damn it!* Mu Lin muttered under his breath, though inwardly, he was thrilled. The stringent security measures only confirmed that he had come to the right place. He had performed his concealment technique from over ten kilometers away, draining a significant amount of his spiritual energy.
After quietly meditating to recover, Mu Lin extended his psychic senses to probe the surrounding buildings. The layout was strikingly similar to what he had seen in Boston—the very tree he was perched on faced the building responsible for security. Inside, high-powered night-vision cameras relayed real-time footage to networked computers. One camera was specifically trained on this tree. *No wonder they reacted so quickly with the life detector—I practically walked into their trap!* Had he not immediately activated his concealment and invisibility, he would have been exposed.
Perhaps these people had deliberately left this tree standing as bait, waiting to catch any nocturnal intruders. Otherwise, why would they dedicate a camera to monitor it? *Such tight security!* Mu Lin thought. His next challenge was finding a hidden entry point within the villa to use his concealment technique for infiltration.
Starting from this building, Mu Lin slowly extended his psychic senses toward the villa. The environment transmitted through his mind’s eye, allowing him to perceive every detail inside as clearly as if he were physically present—despite never stepping foot inside.
Given the close proximity, Mu Lin moved his psychic probe cautiously, wary of any personnel or devices capable of detecting such intangible energy. If this operation were exposed, future attempts would require twice the effort—if they even succeeded at all. Worse, it would alert the enemy to his presence.
He knew all too well that if he tipped them off, this place could either become an empty shell or transform into a massive trap—like the submarine ambush at sea. If it were the former, he and his family would be left waiting for retaliation. *You can’t stay on guard forever.* If that happened, he’d be forced to spend every waking moment protecting his loved ones—a suffocating prospect for someone as restless and adventurous as Mu Lin.
Mu Lin would not approach the villa directly, surrounded as it was by other buildings. He remembered a family he had subdued in Boston, whose core building was hidden among the residences of their subordinates. If it hadn’t been for a stroke of luck, he might have suffered a serious defeat.
That had only been a small black-market family, yet they had such elaborate defenses. Now, facing a powerful organization supported by the Y country government and its citizens, Mu Lin was even more cautious. He had thought his movements were undetectable back then, but someone had traced him to a farm. This indicated the presence of experts on the opposing side that he hadn’t anticipated. All this forced Mu Lin to be extra careful in concealing his actions.
On a dark and rainy night, Mu Lin had just concealed himself in a large tree outside a four-story villa. He was preparing to investigate this mansion. At first glance, it appeared no different from an ordinary wealthy estate, but only those who had entered knew—this was the headquarters of all church personnel in London.
After a week of meticulous investigation, Mu Lin had already scoured every church in London. What would be a daunting task for most was nothing more than a simple chore for him, albeit slightly more time-consuming.
With a map of London in hand, Mu Lin drove from one location to another, stopping briefly at each site to absorb all the information into his mind. It was during his search of one particular church that he noticed its clergy were high-ranking members, emanating strong energy fluctuations. By discreetly following them, he eventually traced their path to this very place.
Tonight was Mu Lin’s first close surveillance operation here. Earlier in the day, he had merely driven past the villa, sensing its tight security—alert guards and an array of surveillance equipment—which deterred him from stopping. He feared that even the slightest carelessness might alert the occupants, complicating his future actions.
The rainy night left the streets nearly deserted, making his surveillance even more challenging. Fortunately, Mu Lin had been diligently honing his Five Elements Concealment Technique, and with the Wood Concealment, he managed to land precisely on this tree not far from the villa. Though still hundreds of meters away, it was the closest cover available.
Mu Lin wouldn’t recklessly approach this villa, surrounded by other buildings. He hadn’t forgotten his experience in Boston when reclaiming a family’s territory—their core structure was nestled amidst the residences of peripheral members. Had it not been for an unexpected twist in his actions back then, he might have suffered a major setback.
That had been just a small underworld family, yet they had such intricate defenses. Now, he was facing a massive organization backed by both the Y government and its populace. Mu Lin had no intention of repeating his past mistakes here. He had once believed his movements were undetectable, yet somehow, they had traced his steps to a farm. This incident revealed that his adversaries possessed unknown experts, forcing him to proceed with even greater caution.
Hidden among the leaves, Mu Lin, out of prudence, activated both Invisibility and Wood Concealment. He wasn’t sure if the enemy had any high-tech devices he wasn’t aware of. Sure enough, about ten minutes after he settled on the tree, two plainclothes guards emerged from the villa, carrying a case, and approached the tree. Though they bore no visible weapons, Mu Lin knew countless weapons were likely trained on this spot. The slightest anomaly would trigger heavy firepower to obliterate the tree—and any life upon it.
Thanks to his Wood Concealment, Mu Lin had temporarily merged with the tree. The guards began scanning it with a device—a life detector. In the pitch-black night, this instrument would pinpoint any living presence nearby.
Mu Lin had once tested this very device in his lab, experimenting with how his concealment techniques interacted with it. The results had successfully fooled the detector. Seeing it now, he let out a quiet sigh of relief.
After a thorough scan, the two guards packed up their equipment, muttering complaints as they trudged back to the villa. Understandably, no one would be pleased to be sent out on such a dreary night. Mu Lin carefully retrieved a few pieces of jade from his ring, arranging them into a Perfect Circle Formation to prevent energy leakage or intrusion. Only then did he allow himself to reappear within the formation.
*Damn it!* Mu Lin muttered under his breath, though inwardly, he was thrilled. The stringent security measures confirmed he was in the right place. He had executed his concealment technique from ten kilometers away, draining a significant amount of his spiritual energy.
After quietly meditating to recover, Mu Lin extended his psychic senses to probe the surrounding buildings. The layout was strikingly similar to what he had encountered in Boston—the tree he was on faced the very building responsible for security. Inside, high-powered night-vision cameras relayed real-time footage to networked computers. One camera was specifically trained on this tree. *No wonder they reacted so quickly with the life detector—I practically walked into their trap!*
Had he not immediately activated Wood Concealment and Invisibility out of caution, he would have been exposed.
*Maybe they deliberately left this tree here as bait, waiting to catch any nocturnal intruders. Otherwise, why would they have a dedicated camera watching it?* Mu Lin marveled at the tight security. His next challenge was finding a hidden entry point within the villa to use his concealment technique for infiltration.
Starting from this building, Mu Lin slowly extended his psychic senses toward the villa. The environment transmitted through his mind, allowing him to perceive every detail inside as clearly as if he were physically present—despite never stepping foot inside.
Given the close proximity, he moved his psychic probe cautiously, wary of any personnel or devices capable of detecting such intangible energy. If this operation failed, he’d need twice the effort for another attempt—with no guarantee of success. Worse, it would alert the enemy to his presence.
He knew all too well that if he tipped them off, this place could either become an empty shell or transform into a massive trap—like the submarine ambush at sea. If the former occurred, he and his family would be left waiting for retaliation. *You can’t stay on guard forever.* If it came to that, he’d be forced to abandon all other pursuits, spending his days solely protecting his loved ones. For someone as restless as Mu Lin, that would be nothing short of suffocating.
On a dark and rainy night, Mu Lin had just concealed himself in a large tree outside a four-story villa. He was preparing to investigate this mansion. At first glance, it appeared no different from an ordinary wealthy estate, but only those who had entered knew—this was the headquarters of all church personnel in London.
After a week of meticulous investigation, Mu Lin had already scoured every church in London. What might seem like a daunting task for most was nothing more than a minor time investment for him.
Driving through the city with a map in hand, Mu Lin methodically searched one location after another. A brief pause at each site was enough for him to absorb all the necessary information. It was during one such search that he noticed high-ranking clergy with unusual energy fluctuations. Following them discreetly had led him to this very place.
Tonight marked Mu Lin’s first close surveillance of the villa. Earlier in the day, he had driven past slowly, sensing the tight security—alert guards and an array of surveillance equipment—which deterred him from stopping. He couldn’t afford even the slightest mistake that might alert them and complicate future operations.
The rainy night left the streets nearly empty, making surveillance even trickier. Fortunately, Mu Lin had been honing his Five Elements Concealment Technique, and with the Wood Concealment, he managed to land precisely on a tree not far from the villa. Though still hundreds of meters away, it was the closest concealed vantage point available.
Mu Lin wouldn’t recklessly approach the villa, surrounded as it was by other buildings. He hadn’t forgotten his experience in Boston, where a family’s core structure was hidden among outer residences. If not for sheer luck, he might have suffered a major setback back then.
That had been just a small underworld family, yet their setup was impressive. Now, facing a massive organization backed by both the British government and the public, Mu Lin was even more cautious. He didn’t want to repeat his previous mistake here—when he thought his movements were undetectable, only to have them trace his visit to a farm. That incident revealed the presence of unknown experts on their side, forcing him to be extra careful in concealing his actions.
Hidden among the leaves, Mu Lin remained cautious, employing both invisibility and Wood Concealment. He wasn’t sure if they had any high-tech devices he wasn’t aware of. Sure enough, about ten minutes after he settled in the tree, two plainclothes guards emerged from the villa carrying a case. Though unarmed, Mu Lin knew countless weapons were likely trained on the tree. Any suspicious movement from these two would trigger heavy firepower to obliterate the tree—and anything on it.
Thanks to his Wood Concealment, Mu Lin had temporarily become part of the tree itself. The guards began scanning it with a device—a life detector, Mu Lin recognized. In the pitch-black night, it would pinpoint any living presence nearby.
He had tested this very device in his own lab while using concealment techniques, successfully fooling it. Seeing them use it now eased his tension.
After a thorough scan, the two muttered complaints as they packed up and returned to the villa. No one would be happy being sent out on such a dreary night. Mu Lin carefully retrieved a few jade stones from his ring, arranging them into a Perfect Circle Formation to block energy leakage and intrusion before finally revealing himself within the barrier.
*Damn it!* Mu Lin muttered under his breath, but inwardly, he was thrilled. The tight security confirmed he was in the right place. He had used his concealment technique from ten kilometers away, draining a significant amount of his spiritual energy.
After quietly meditating to recover, Mu Lin extended his psychic senses to probe the surrounding buildings. The layout was strikingly similar to what he’d seen in Boston—the tree he was in faced the very building responsible for security. Inside, high-powered night-vision cameras fed real-time data to networked computers. One was specifically trained on the tree.
*No wonder they reacted so fast with the life detector,* he realized. *I practically walked into their trap.* If not for his quick use of concealment and invisibility, he’d already be exposed.
Perhaps they deliberately left this tree as bait, waiting for nighttime intruders. Why else would a camera focus solely on it? *Incredibly tight security,* Mu Lin mused. His next challenge was finding a hidden entry point inside the villa to use his concealment technique.
Starting from the security building, Mu Lin’s psychic senses gradually extended toward the villa. The environment transmitted through his mind as clearly as if he were physically present in each room.
Moving slowly to avoid detection, he remained wary of any devices or individuals monitoring such intangible energy. A single slip-up could double the effort required for future attempts—if they even remained possible. Worse, it would signal his presence to the enemy.
He knew that if he alerted them, this place might either be abandoned or turned into a massive trap, like the submarine ambush at sea. If it were the former, his family would be left vulnerable to retaliation. *You can’t stay on guard forever,* he thought. If that happened, he’d be forced into a life of constant vigilance, unable to act freely—a suffocating prospect for someone as restless as Mu Lin.
On a dark and rainy night, Mu Lin had just concealed himself in a large tree outside a four-story villa. He was preparing to investigate this mansion. At first glance, it appeared no different from an ordinary wealthy estate, but only those who had entered knew—this was the headquarters of all church personnel in London.
After a week of meticulous investigation, Mu Lin had already combed through every church in London. What would be a daunting task for most was nothing more than a simple chore for him—just a matter of spending a bit more time than others.
With a map of London in hand, Mu Lin drove from one location to another, stopping briefly at each site to absorb the information into his mind. It was during his search of one particular church that he noticed its clergy were high-ranking members, radiating strong energy fluctuations. By discreetly tailing them, he eventually traced their path to this very place.
Tonight marked Mu Lin’s first close surveillance of the villa. Earlier in the day, he had driven past slowly, sensing the tight security—alert guards and an array of surveillance equipment—which deterred him from stopping. He feared that even the slightest carelessness might alert the occupants, complicating his future operations.
The rainy night left the streets nearly deserted, making his surveillance even more challenging. Fortunately, Mu Lin had been diligently honing his Five Elements Concealment Technique, and with the Wood Concealment, he managed to land precisely on a tree not far from the villa. Though still hundreds of meters away, it was the closest concealed vantage point available.
Mu Lin wouldn’t recklessly approach the villa, surrounded as it was by other buildings. He hadn’t forgotten his experience in Boston when reclaiming a family’s stronghold—their core structure had been nestled within a perimeter of residences for lower-ranking members. Had it not been for a stroke of luck in his actions back then, he might have suffered a major setback.
If even a small underworld family could employ such tactics, now he was facing a massive organization backed by both the British government and the public. Mu Lin had no intention of repeating his past mistakes here. He had once believed his movements were undetectable, yet somehow, they had traced his steps to a farm. This incident revealed that the enemy had experts whose methods he couldn’t anticipate, forcing him to be even more cautious in concealing his actions.
Hidden among the leaves, Mu Lin, out of prudence, activated both Invisibility and Wood Concealment. He wasn’t sure if the enemy had any high-tech devices he wasn’t aware of. Sure enough, about ten minutes after he settled on the tree, two plainclothes guards emerged from the villa, carrying a case, and approached the tree. Though they weren’t visibly armed, Mu Lin knew countless weapons were likely trained on the tree. The slightest suspicious move from these two would trigger heavy firepower to obliterate the tree—and any life upon it.
Thanks to his Wood Concealment, Mu Lin had temporarily become part of the tree. The guards began scanning it with a device—a life detector, Mu Lin recognized. In the pitch-black night, the machine would pinpoint any living presence nearby.
Mu Lin had once tested this very device in his own lab, experimenting with how his concealment techniques interacted with it. He had successfully fooled it before. Seeing the guards wield the same tool now, he let out a quiet sigh of relief.
After a thorough scan, the two muttered complaints under their breath—understandable, given the miserable weather—before packing up and returning to the villa. Mu Lin carefully retrieved a few pieces of jade from his ring and arranged them into a Perfect Circle Formation, sealing off energy leakage and intrusion. Only then did he allow himself to reappear within the formation.
*Damn it!* Mu Lin muttered under his breath, though inwardly, he was thrilled. The stringent security measures confirmed he had come to the right place. He had executed his concealment technique from over ten kilometers away, draining a significant amount of his spiritual energy.
After quietly meditating to recover, Mu Lin extended his psychic senses toward the surrounding buildings of the villa. Just as he had seen in Boston, the structure facing his tree happened to be the security hub. Inside, several high-powered night-vision devices relayed real-time surveillance to networked computers. One was specifically trained on the tree—no wonder they had reacted so swiftly with the life detector. Had he not immediately activated Wood Concealment and Invisibility, he would already be exposed.
*Maybe they deliberately left this tree here as a trap, waiting for nighttime intruders like me,* Mu Lin thought. *Otherwise, why would they have a dedicated night-vision monitor on it?* The defenses were airtight. His next challenge was finding a hidden entry point within the villa to use his concealment technique for infiltration.
Starting from the security building, Mu Lin’s psychic senses gradually extended toward the villa. The environment transmitted through his senses painted a vivid picture in his mind—as clear as if he were physically inside each room.
Because he was using his psychic senses at such close range, Mu Lin moved cautiously, wary of any personnel or devices that might detect this intangible energy. If his operation were exposed now, returning in the future would require twice the effort—if not more—and might still fail. Worse, it would signal his presence to the enemy.
He knew all too well that if he alarmed them, this place could either become an empty shell or transform into a massive trap, like the submarine ambush at sea. If it were the former, he and his family would be left waiting for retaliation. *You can’t stay on guard forever,* he thought. If that happened, he’d be forced to spend every waking moment protecting his loved ones—something his restless, adventurous spirit couldn’t endure.
After some testing, the two guards packed up their tools and muttered their way back to the villa. Indeed, anyone would be unhappy about being sent out in such weather. Carefully, Mu Lin retrieved several jade stones from his ring and arranged them into a circular formation to prevent energy leakage. Only then did he reveal himself inside the formation.
On a dark and rainy night, Mu Lin had just concealed himself in a large tree outside a four-story villa. He was preparing to investigate this mansion. At first glance, it appeared no different from an ordinary wealthy estate, but only those who had entered knew—this was the headquarters of all church personnel in London.
After a week of meticulous investigation, Mu Lin had already combed through every church in London. What would have been an arduous task for most was nothing more than a simple chore for him, albeit slightly more time-consuming.
With a map of London in hand, Mu Lin drove from one location to another, stopping briefly at each site to absorb the information into his mind. It was during one such search at a church that he noticed high-ranking clergy with unusual energy fluctuations. Following them discreetly led him to this very place.
Tonight was Mu Lin’s first close surveillance. Earlier in the day, he had driven past the villa cautiously, sensing the tight security—alert guards and an array of surveillance equipment—which deterred him from stopping. He feared that even the slightest carelessness might alert the occupants, complicating his future actions.
The rainy night left the streets nearly deserted, making surveillance even more challenging. Fortunately, Mu Lin had been refining his Five Elements Concealment Technique, and with the Wood Concealment, he managed to land precisely on a tree not far from the villa. Though still hundreds of meters away, it was the closest concealed vantage point available.
Mu Lin wouldn’t recklessly approach the villa, surrounded as it was by other buildings. He hadn’t forgotten his experience in Boston, where a family he had subdued had their core structure hidden amidst the residences of peripheral members. Had it not been for an accidental move on his part, he might have suffered a major setback.
If even a small underworld family could employ such tactics, how much more cautious should he be against a massive organization backed by both the British government and the public? He had no intention of repeating his past mistakes here. Back then, he had assumed his movements were undetected—only to realize later that they had traced his visit to a farm. This incident revealed that the enemy had experts whose methods he didn’t fully understand, forcing him to conceal his actions with even greater care.
Hidden among the leaves, Mu Lin remained cautious, employing both invisibility and Wood Concealment. He couldn’t be sure whether the enemy had any high-tech devices he wasn’t aware of. Sure enough, about ten minutes after he settled in the tree, two plainclothes guards emerged from the villa, carrying a case, and approached the tree. Though they weren’t visibly armed, Mu Lin knew countless weapons were likely trained on the tree. Any sign of trouble, and heavy firepower would obliterate both the tree and anything—or anyone—on it.
Thanks to his Wood Concealment, Mu Lin had temporarily become part of the tree itself. The guards began scanning it with a device—a life detector, Mu Lin recognized. In the pitch-black night, the machine would pinpoint any living presence nearby.
Mu Lin had once tested this very device in his own lab, experimenting with how his concealment techniques interacted with it. He had successfully fooled it before. Seeing the same instrument now, he let out a quiet sigh of relief.
After a thorough scan, the two guards packed up their equipment, muttering complaints as they trudged back to the villa. Understandable—no one would be thrilled about being sent out on a rainy night like this.
Mu Lin carefully retrieved a few pieces of jade from his ring and arranged them into a Perfect Circle Formation, sealing off energy leakage and intrusion. Only then did he allow himself to materialize within the formation.
*Damn it!* he muttered under his breath, though inwardly pleased. The stringent security measures confirmed he was in the right place. He had performed his concealment technique from ten kilometers away, draining a significant amount of his spiritual energy.
After quietly meditating to recover, Mu Lin extended his psychic senses to probe the surrounding buildings. The layout was strikingly similar to what he had seen in Boston—the tree he was in faced the very building responsible for security. Inside, high-powered night-vision cameras fed real-time footage to networked computers. One camera was specifically trained on the tree.
*No wonder they sent people with a life detector so quickly—I practically walked into their trap!*
Had he not immediately activated Wood Concealment and invisibility out of caution, he would have been discovered already.
*Maybe they deliberately left this tree here as bait, waiting for nighttime intruders like me. Otherwise, why would they have a camera focused solely on it?*
The defenses were airtight. Now, his goal was to find a hidden entry point within the villa to use his concealment technique for infiltration.
Starting from the security building, Mu Lin slowly extended his psychic senses toward the villa. The surroundings transmitted through his mind as clearly as if he were seeing them in broad daylight, even without physically entering any structures.
Given the close proximity, he moved his psychic probe cautiously, wary of any personnel or devices that might detect such intangible energy. If this operation were exposed, returning would require twice the effort—if not more—with no guarantee of success. Worse, it would signal his presence to the enemy.
He knew all too well that if he tipped them off, this place could either be abandoned or turned into a massive trap—like the submarine ambush at sea. If it were the former, he and his family would be left waiting for retaliation.
*You can’t stay on guard forever.*
If that happened, he’d be forced to spend every waking moment protecting his loved ones—a suffocating thought for someone as restless as Mu Lin.
On a dark and rainy night, Mu Lin had just concealed himself in a large tree outside a four-story villa. He was preparing to investigate this villa. At first glance, it appeared no different from an ordinary wealthy estate, but only those who had entered knew—this was the headquarters of all church personnel in London.
After a week of meticulous investigation, Mu Lin had already combed through every church in London. What would be a daunting task for most was nothing more than a simple chore for him—just a matter of spending a little extra time.
Driving around with a map of London in hand, Mu Lin methodically searched one location after another. A brief pause at each site was enough for him to absorb all the necessary information into his mind. It was during one such search at a church that he noticed the clergy there were high-ranking, with noticeable energy fluctuations. By discreetly following them, he eventually traced their path to this very place.
Tonight marked Mu Lin’s first close surveillance of the villa. Earlier in the day, he had driven past slowly, sensing the tight security—alert guards and an array of surveillance equipment—which deterred him from stopping. He feared that even the slightest carelessness might alert them, complicating his future actions.
The rainy night left the streets nearly deserted, making his surveillance even more challenging. Fortunately, his recent training in the Five Elements Concealment Technique allowed him to use Wood Concealment to land precisely on this tree, a few hundred meters from the villa. Though still distant, it was the closest concealed spot available.
Mu Lin wouldn’t recklessly approach the villa, surrounded as it was by other buildings. He hadn’t forgotten his experience in Boston, where the core of a family he had subdued was nestled within a complex of outer residences. Had it not been for a stroke of luck, he might have suffered a major setback.
If even a small underworld family could arrange such defenses, how much more formidable would a massive organization backed by the Y government and its people be? Mu Lin had no intention of repeating past mistakes. He had once believed his movements were undetectable, yet somehow, they had traced him to a farm. This incident revealed that his adversaries had experts with capabilities beyond his knowledge, forcing him to be even more cautious in concealing his actions.
Hidden among the leaves, Mu Lin remained cautious, employing both Invisibility and Wood Concealment. He couldn’t be sure whether the enemy had any high-tech devices he wasn’t aware of. Sure enough, about ten minutes after he settled in the tree, two plainclothes guards emerged from the villa, carrying a case. They approached the tree, and though unarmed, Mu Lin knew countless weapons were likely trained on it. The slightest anomaly would trigger heavy firepower to obliterate the tree—and anything on it.
Thanks to Wood Concealment, Mu Lin had temporarily become part of the tree itself. The guards began scanning it with a device—a life detector, Mu Lin recognized. In the pitch-black night, this instrument would pinpoint any living presence nearby.
He had once tested this very device in his own lab, confirming that his concealment techniques could fool it. Seeing them use it now eased his tension.
After a thorough scan, the two muttered complaints—understandable, given the miserable weather—before packing up and returning to the villa. Mu Lin carefully retrieved a few pieces of jade from his ring, arranging them into a Perfect Circle Formation to block energy leakage and intrusion. Only then did he allow himself to reappear within the formation.
*Damn it!* he muttered under his breath, though inwardly pleased. The stringent security measures confirmed he was in the right place. He had performed his concealment from ten kilometers away, draining a significant amount of his spiritual energy.
After quietly meditating to recover, Mu Lin extended his psychic senses to probe the surrounding buildings. The layout was strikingly similar to what he’d seen in Boston—the tree he was in faced the very building responsible for security. Inside, high-powered night-vision cameras fed real-time surveillance to networked computers. One camera was specifically trained on this tree.
*No wonder they reacted so quickly with the life detector,* he thought. *I practically walked into their trap.* Had he not immediately used Wood Concealment and Invisibility, he would’ve been exposed.
Perhaps they deliberately left this tree as bait, waiting for nocturnal intruders like him. Otherwise, why dedicate a camera to it? *Such tight security!* Now, his challenge was to find a hidden entry point inside the villa to use his concealment technique.
Starting from the security building, Mu Lin slowly extended his psychic senses toward the villa. The environment transmitted through his mind as clearly as if he were seeing it in daylight, though he dared not rush—he feared detection by someone or something monitoring such intangible energy.
If he alerted them now, not only would future infiltration require twice the effort, but it might also tip them off to his presence. Worse, they might abandon the location entirely or turn it into a deadly trap, like the submarine ambush at sea.
If they fled, he and his family would be left waiting for retaliation. *You can’t stay on guard forever,* he thought. If that happened, he’d be forced into a life of constant vigilance, unable to act freely—a fate his restless nature couldn’t endure.
On a dark and rainy night, Mu Lin had just concealed himself in a large tree outside a four-story villa. He was preparing to investigate this mansion. At first glance, it appeared no different from an ordinary wealthy estate, but only those who had entered knew—this was the headquarters of all church personnel in London.
After a week of meticulous investigation, Mu Lin had combed through every church in London. What would be a daunting task for most was nothing more than a minor time-consuming effort for him.
Driving through the city with a map in hand, Mu Lin methodically visited each location, stopping briefly to absorb the information into his mind. It was during one such search that he noticed high-ranking clergy with unusual energy fluctuations. Following them discreetly led him to this very place.
Tonight was Mu Lin’s first close surveillance. Earlier in the day, he had driven past slowly, sensing the villa’s tight security—alert guards and surveillance equipment—which deterred him from lingering. A careless move could raise suspicions and complicate future actions.
The rainy night left the streets nearly empty, making surveillance trickier. Fortunately, Mu Lin had been refining his Five Elements Concealment Technique, allowing him to land precisely on this tree, the closest cover to the villa, still hundreds of meters away.
He wouldn’t recklessly approach the villa, surrounded by other buildings. A past experience in Boston had taught him a lesson—a seemingly ordinary family compound had hidden dangers at its core. If not for sheer luck, he might have suffered greatly.
That had been just a small underworld family. Now, he was dealing with a massive organization backed by the Y government and its people. He couldn’t afford another mistake. Last time, he thought his movements were undetectable, yet they had traced him to a farm. That incident revealed the presence of unknown experts on their side, forcing Mu Lin to be even more cautious.
Hidden among the leaves, he activated both invisibility and wood concealment spells. He couldn’t be sure what high-tech devices they might have. Sure enough, about ten minutes after he settled in, two plainclothes guards emerged from the villa, carrying a case toward the tree. Though unarmed, Mu Lin knew countless weapons were likely trained on this spot. Any suspicious move would trigger heavy firepower to obliterate the tree—and him.
Thanks to his wood concealment, Mu Lin had temporarily become part of the tree. The guards began scanning with a life-detection device. He recognized it—a machine that could pinpoint living beings in the dark.
He had tested this very device in his lab, confirming that his concealment techniques could fool it. Seeing them use it now eased his tension.
After a thorough scan, the guards packed up, muttering complaints as they returned to the villa. No one enjoyed being dragged out on a night like this. Mu Lin carefully retrieved a few jade stones from his ring, arranging them into a protective barrier to prevent energy leakage. Only then did he allow himself to reappear within the formation.
*Damn it!* Mu Lin muttered under his breath, but he couldn’t help feeling excited. The tight security confirmed he was in the right place. His wood concealment had carried him from ten kilometers away, draining a significant amount of his spiritual energy.
After a moment of quiet meditation, he extended his psychic senses toward the villa’s surrounding structures. The layout was strikingly similar to what he’d seen in Boston—the tree he was in faced the very building housing security operations. Inside, high-powered night-vision cameras fed real-time footage to networked computers. One camera was specifically trained on this tree.
*No wonder they reacted so fast with the life detector,* he thought. *They were waiting for someone like me to walk right into their trap.* If not for his caution in activating concealment immediately, he’d already be exposed.
Perhaps they deliberately left this tree as bait, waiting to catch nighttime intruders. Otherwise, why dedicate a camera to it? *Incredibly tight security,* Mu Lin mused. His next challenge was finding a hidden entry point inside the villa to teleport into.
Starting from the security building, his psychic senses crept toward the villa. Though physically outside, his mind painted a vivid picture of every room, as clear as if he were walking through in daylight.
Moving slowly, he feared detection—whether by human senses or specialized equipment scanning for psychic energy. If exposed now, returning would require twice the effort, with no guarantee of success. Worse, it would alert them to his presence.
He knew all too well that if he tipped them off, this place could either be abandoned or turned into a deadly trap, like the submarine ambush at sea. If the former, his family would be left vulnerable to retaliation. *You can’t stay on guard forever,* he thought. If forced into constant defense, his restless nature would drive him mad.
Starting from this building, Mu Lin slowly extended his mental perception toward the villa. Through this ability, he could perceive the surroundings as clearly as if he were seeing them with his own eyes in daylight, even without physically entering the buildings.
Because he was using his mental perception at such close range, Mu Lin dared only to move slowly. He feared that someone—or something—might be monitoring this invisible energy. If his presence was discovered, it would not only jeopardize this mission but also alert the enemy to his intrusion, making future attempts far more difficult.
He knew that once alerted, this place might either be abandoned or turned into a deadly trap, like the submarine ambush at sea. If it were the former, he and his family would have to brace for retaliation. After all, no one can be on guard constantly, while a thief only needs one opportunity. If that happened, Mu Lin’s life would be consumed entirely by protecting his family, a fate that would drive him mad given his restless, adventurous nature.
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