Chapter 348: Disappearance

Dayiwan's private estate covers over twenty mu, located in a valley with clear waters, lush mountains, and picturesque scenery.

As soon as the helicopter carrying Meng Yifan and Francis approached this valley, it was locked onto by over a dozen anti-aircraft missiles, which made Meng Yifan frown slightly.

Meng Yifan is now a Fifth-grade Cultivator; he can ride clouds and drive mist, and he can also fly by sword. As for the anti-aircraft positions in the valley, as long as they aren't launching a Mushroom Bomb, he doesn't take them seriously.

However, just as ordinary people do not like having a gun pointed at their heads, Meng Yifan also does not like being locked onto by anti-aircraft missiles.

"This is hardly the way to treat a guest; is this meant to be a show of force?" Meng Yifan frowned.

Francis saw that Meng Yifan was somewhat displeased and hurriedly said, "Master, I will call Dayiwan right now and have them put the anti-aircraft missiles away."

Meng Yifan waved his hand and smiled, "No need. It's a good chance to show a little skill, so we can avoid all the probing back and forth during our trade later. My time is very precious; I don't have time to play games with Dayiwan."

After Meng Yifan finished speaking, his thick Spirit Power surged. Using his hand as a brush and the void as a canvas, he moved with the grace of a dragon and snake, lines crisscrossing, and soon a Concealment Array took shape.

"Conceal!" Meng Yifan gave a light shout. The Concealment Array enveloped the entire Black Hawk Helicopter, and then the massive helicopter vanished from the sky.

"Oh, my Heaven, where did the Black Hawk Helicopter go?" A bearded white man rubbed his eyes, looking at the empty sky in disbelief. He was one hundred percent certain that just a moment ago, there really had been a Black Hawk Helicopter right there in that part of the sky. How could it have disappeared in the blink of an eye?

The bearded white man took his walkie-talkie and said, "George, can the radar monitoring see that Black Hawk Helicopter from just now?"

"It's hellish; the radar system can't detect that Black Hawk Helicopter either, and even infrared imaging can't find it. I watched the surveillance footage from just now; the helicopter was there one second, and the next it was gone. I really don't know how that Black Hawk Helicopter managed it. Could it be some latest stealth technology?"

Inside the anti-aircraft monitoring room, a black man repeatedly adjusted the precision equipment, yet he could not determine where that Black Hawk Helicopter was now.

Logically speaking, when a helicopter flies, the rotating propellers should make a loud noise, but that Black Hawk Helicopter from just now not only suddenly vanished, but even the noise of its flight mysteriously disappeared. Everyone who saw this scene was dumbfounded.

The black man made a phone call to Dayiwan and said, "Boss, the Black Hawk Helicopter that Patriarch Francis was riding in has mysteriously disappeared. We cannot detect their location. The strength of the person who arrived is unfathomable. Should you hide in the underground Safety Room first?"

"Mysteriously disappeared? Haha, could it be the mysterious Array of an Eastern Immortal Cultivator? Interesting. It seems the person who came this time is not a fraud. I am looking forward to trading with such a powerful person."

Dayiwan did not hide in the Safety Room that could withstand a Mushroom Bomb explosion; he was already in the late stages of cancer and was on the verge of death.

Francis had said that Meng Yifan possessed a special medicine capable of treating cancer, and Dayiwan was still somewhat skeptical, but the fact that Meng Yifan could make a Black Hawk Helicopter mysteriously disappear made Dayiwan somewhat excited.

Since ancient times, Immortal Cultivators have appeared in the East. In myths and legends, Immortal Cultivators can even bring the dead back to life and regrow bones. Perhaps Meng Yifan's Spirit Pill really can cure cancer.

Dayiwan sat on a leather sofa, took out a remote control, and pressed a button. The giant LCD screen began to play the footage of the Black Hawk Helicopter Meng Yifan was riding in suddenly disappearing.

"Incredible Eastern Immortal Cultivator, incredible Eastern arts." Dayiwan clicked his tongue in wonder. The radar detection system he had here could be called the most advanced in the world, yet Meng Yifan was actually able to evade the radar system's monitoring.

"Haha, it is fortunate that such a powerful person is not a terrorist, otherwise, no one would be able to stop a terrorist attack similar to 9/11," Dayiwan laughed.

"Mr. Xie'er'gai, can you do something like this?" Dayiwan asked.

There was clearly no one in the room where Dayiwan was, but following Dayiwan's question, an aged voice suddenly sounded in the room: "Boss, I can manage to hide one person, but to hide an entire Black Hawk Helicopter, I cannot do it."

"It seems Francis's master is very powerful. I hope he can really cure my cancer," Dayiwan laughed.

One minute later, Meng Yifan and Francis appeared suddenly in the room, as if they had stepped out from another dimension.

"Oh!" Meng Yifan glanced at the void to his front-left with some surprise. If one looked with the naked eye, it was empty, with nothing there.

However, just now Meng Yifan's Spiritual Power had swept across the four directions to check for any danger, and he was surprised to discover that in that void, there were actually small fragments of space embedded in the world.

"Interesting, is this a space ability?" Meng Yifan condensed his Spiritual Power into a needle and applied a little force, and he heard a 'Crack!' as a fissure split open in that space fragment.

An old man with graying hair appeared, his face full of shock. He looked at Meng Yifan as if he were looking at a monster.

This white-haired old Xie was Xie'er'gai, a Fourth Grade Middle Tier space ability master. Dayiwan had once saved his life, and only after Dayiwan spent a great sum of money was he willing to protect Dayiwan's safety personally.

Xie'er'gai had seen many experts, and some were stronger than him, but as for having such formidable Spiritual Power, perhaps only the Pope in Jerusalem could compare.

In the cultivation world, strength is respected. Xie'er'gai did not dare to be negligent; he pressed his right hand to his chest, bowed respectfully to Meng Yifan, and then retreated to Dayiwan's side.

"He is very likely a Fifth Grade Great Ability. Boss, conduct the trade normally. Do not think about double-crossing him; otherwise, unless we use a Mushroom Bomb, we cannot stop such a supreme expert." Xie'er'gai's voice rang out in Dayiwan's mind.

Dayiwan was stunned. He also knew that Fifth Grade Great Abilities were extremely rare, almost all being national-level powerhouses; one person could suppress a nation, and some major nations did not even have a Fifth Grade Great Ability.

"Was it not said that in the ancient East, the cultivation world had withered and the strongest were only Third-grade Experts? How did a Fifth Grade Great Ability suddenly pop up now?" Dayiwan was puzzled.

Meng Yifan sensed Xie'er'gai's spiritual transmission. If he wanted to, he could even listen to what they were saying, but there was no need for that.

Meng Yifan sat on the sofa opposite Dayiwan, while Francis stood respectfully behind Meng Yifan, just like a loyal old butler.

Dayiwan stood up with some difficulty and said, "Welcome, friend from the East."

"My time is very precious, so let's not waste time with mutual pleasantries. Let's get straight to the point and talk about the trade. I have two types of Pill in my possession, both of which can treat your late-stage lung cancer. One is a Third Grade Pill, which has an eighty percent chance of curing late-stage lung cancer; the other is a Fourth-grade Pill, which can one hundred percent cure late-stage lung cancer."

"Furthermore, whether it is the Third Grade Pill or the Fourth-grade Pill, they contain Spirit Qi, which can incidentally help you consolidate your foundation and cultivate your essence, and even prolong your life."

Meng Yifan introduced his pills and then said, "For two Third Grade Pills, I need two Mushroom Bombs each equivalent to at least one hundred thousand tons of TNT. As for that Fourth-grade Pill, I need a Hydrogen Balloon with an explosive power of no less than two hundred thousand tons of TNT."