The actions of the Ailan tribe were more difficult than expected, but several people worked together to overcome the difficulties and successfully complete the task.

During this period, Ling Xiyao led Luo Bei and Shen Ruyun to go shopping in the nearby underground world, firstly to inquire about information, and secondly, to experience the local customs. After a day of shopping, Ling Xiyao has a new understanding of the underground world, it is more chaotic than imagined, especially during the recent war, many people took the opportunity to fish in troubled waters and make trouble, Ling Xiyao and the three of them were robbed more than once, but Shen Ruyun's force was strong, and the three of them did not suffer, of course, Ling Xiyao also secretly used his mental power to block a lot of trouble.

Ji Wenjin and the others were extremely efficient, in just one day, they found out the performance troupe selected by the Pointed Clan, and successfully persuaded the other party to take them to "see the world", just like that, Ling Xiyao and the eight people officially broke into the enemy and lived with the real clowns, but before that, they spent a night learning the language of the Hundred Faces Clan.

Thanks to the fact that everyone is a smart person, and their mental strength is not weak, and there is the guidance of Wu An, a famous teacher, in one night, they all overcame the difficulties of language, when a strange word unconsciously popped out of his mouth, Ling Xiyao was both novel and excited, you must know that in his previous life, he also mastered a foreign language, and spent many years of energy to learn, but he didn't expect it to be easy now.

The members of the performance troupe were busy preparing props and rehearsals, usually too busy, and the addition of Ling Xiyao did not attract too much attention from them, in order to thank the performance troupe, Ling Xiyao and his party also helped to do what they could, such as moving bulky props, preparing costumes, etc., and gradually integrated into the small group, but the birthday party time was relatively tight, and the next day, under the guidance of the Pointed Head Clan, they successfully stepped on the ground and entered the territory of the Pointed Head Clan.

Because they were outsiders, they were inspected as usual, and Luobei took action, and the group successfully passed the customs.

The pointy heads weren't very tall, at least slightly shorter than the normal height of the Terrans, but the sharpened heads made them look more than a dozen centimeters taller than they actually were. The Pointed Head Clan loves peace and rarely participates in wars, the Clansmen are relatively peaceful, and they speak softly and easily, of course, as the followers of the performance troupe, they have no chance to communicate with the Pointed Head Clan, but through spiritual power, Ling Xiyao and the others have already figured out the situation, the protagonist of this birthday banquet is a nobleman with a head and a face in the Pointed Head Clan, not to mention his own noble status, he should have a very good relationship with several officials in the power of the Pointed Head Clan, the purpose of Ling Xiyao and others is to get close to this nobleman, Dig out the secrets of spiritual power cultivation from him.

"God help us, we just heard the news, this nobleman's uncle, an official from the top of the power of the Pointed Clan, has also arrived at the mansion, and will attend a birthday party tonight, our chance has come!" Wu Anxing rushed back with the news, since performing so many tasks, this time the luck seems to be unexpectedly good.

"That's great, we have to find a way to get people." Luo Bei clapped his hands and smiled.

Ling Xiyao was also eager to try, so he asked, "Do you know what is his spiritual power level?"

Wu An paused and pondered: "I haven't been able to inquire about this information, but it will definitely not exceed level fourteen, because masters above level fourteen will not show up easily."

"It's so good, we need a good plan."

So Ling Xiyao and the others were completely busy, helping the performance troupe to prepare on the one hand, thinking about the action plan on the other, and finally finalizing the plan before the banquet began. In fact, their plan was simple and crude, which was to find a way to lure the official out for interrogation alone during the banquet, of course, in order to get out smoothly and not affect the hundred-faced people of the performance troupe, all this had to be done without realizing it.

The banquet of the nobles was very heavy, there were about hundreds of guests present, dozens of performances were prepared, and the performances of the hundred-faced clan were relatively backward, in order to avoid chaos, before the performance began, the performance troupe was forbidden to leave the backstage, and they would be sent away immediately after the performance, so Ling Xiyao and others only had the opportunity to make a move during the performance.

The waiting period was relatively difficult, several times Ling Xiyao couldn't help but doze off, it was already an hour later when it was the turn of the Hundred Faces Clan Performance Troupe, the performance troupe prepared three programs, each program was about five minutes, out of the assistants and logistics who stayed in the background to help, and the other personnel were going to appear, but at the beginning of the second program, one of the actors suddenly had a stomachache, so Ling Xiyao was temporarily put on top.

"Mr. Maxintu, please don't panic, we just have something to ask about, and we will send you back after asking, you will not be harmed in any way, and you will not remember what happened here." In the dimly lit room, Ji Lao tried to speak in soft language.

"You clowns, what's the purpose of arresting me, I warn you to release me quickly!" Mr. Maxinto, the uncle of the nobleman, a high-ranking official of the Pointed Clan, was at the moment in a panic, his young-looking face flushed with a slight drunkenness.

Ji Lao sat opposite him unhurriedly, staring at each other with sharp eyes, and began to interrogate, Mr. Maxintu instinctively resisted his question, but every time he wanted to refuse his brain, he didn't listen to the call, and involuntarily revealed the answer, including many confidential things of the pointed head clan, he was also a thirteenth-level high-level spiritual power, he quickly understood what was going on, and his expression was unprecedentedly panicked, if someone found out that he leaked the secrets of his clan, the end was definitely not what he wanted to see, but unfortunately Ji Lao didn't give him much time to think, After asking a few key questions, he read the other person's memories directly.

"Old Ji, what is the result?" After quietly sending away Maxintu, Ji Wenjin looked at each other with hope.

Ji Lao shook his head with regret on his face and sighed, "The Pointed Clan has declined over the years, and there is only one fourteenth-level spiritual power in the whole clan, and he still barely pushes it up, I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it, and it's no wonder that the Ailan Clan doesn't take them seriously." ”

Ji Wenjin's face changed, and he was anxious: "How can this be, could it be that something has changed?" ”

"About three hundred years ago, there was indeed an accident, the high-level spiritual power in the clan suffered a heavy blow, many precious classics were lost in the accident, and the pointed head clan has been in decline since then, it seems that we can't count on it here, and we can only go to the Ailan clan."

"Could it be that the Ailan clan shot it back then?" Ji Wenjin still couldn't believe it, thinking that the sharp head clan was also strong back then, and later chose to live in seclusion, and the news became blocked.