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Chapter 111, Step 110: Action!

Seven days later, at Gu Yuan's home.

The atmosphere in the living room was completely different from the usual quiet and lazy research atmosphere; there was a subtle sense of tension in the air.

"Hey, Gu Yuan, have you heard?"

It was rare for Celia not to bury herself in magic.

She looked at Gu Yuan, who was sitting on the sofa meditating, her tone unusually serious.

Gu Yuan opened his eyes: "What did you hear?"

"The black market in the capital has been completely eradicated in the past few days, and many people have gone missing."

Celia watched his reaction. "It's said that all the missing people have one thing in common—they all bought your Demon-Sealing Mine."

What's your opinion on this?

Gu Yuan frowned slightly.

My first thought was, "They've all disappeared, what does that have to do with me?"

Perhaps he was kidnapped for flaunting his wealth.

Seria, however, was not swayed by his nonchalant attitude, and lowered her voice slightly:

"If it were just an ordinary rich person who had gone missing, I naturally wouldn't bother you, but things aren't that simple."

"Just a few days ago, when you were out cultivating, Princess Ashley came to see me specifically."

"Her father has also disappeared."

Gu Yuan's expression hardened.

When members of the royal family are involved, the situation changes completely.

This is no longer an ordinary kidnapping case.

Celia continued:

"At first I thought it was an internal struggle within the royal family, but now all the clues point to the Sealed Demon Mine."

"Do you think it's possible that someone found out about that mine?"

"Impossible." Gu Yuan retorted instinctively, his tone resolute.

He was extremely cautious every time he sealed the demon mine, never leaving any trace pointing to his true identity.

Even if the buyer is captured and subjected to torture, the investigation should not directly trace back to him.

"Royal matters will be handled by the royal family itself using its own resources."

Gu Yuan remained silent for a moment, weighing the pros and cons, "We'd better not get involved lightly, but—"

He changed the subject, a hint of wariness flashing in his eyes, "You need to be extra careful during this time. I have a feeling there's more to this than meets the eye." Celia nodded, "I understand."

After all, this concerns one's quality of life, so naturally, one will take it to heart.

"I'm just reminding you, are you going out to continue your cultivation later?"

"Of course." Home is only suitable for meditation. If you want to practice those powerful sword techniques, you must find a deserted place outside the city.

As before, to avoid his inheritance being discovered, he always concealed his identity when going out.

Celia nodded: "Okay."

Just then, Gu Yuan's expression shifted slightly as he sensed a rapidly approaching aura.

He quickly got up from the sofa:

"Ashiri is here."

With swift and decisive movements, she turned and walked towards the back door, waving her hand. "Her visit this time is most likely related to the missing persons case."

"Please tell her that I will keep an eye on this matter, but since the enemy is in the dark while we are in the light, it is not advisable to act rashly."

After saying that, seemingly not wanting his cultivation progress to be hindered by the trivial matters at hand, he immediately disappeared from the room.

Celia gazed in the direction Gu Yuan had left and sighed softly.

Sure enough, a short while later, the doorbell rang urgently.

She hesitated for a moment, but finally stood up and walked towards the door.

Almost at the same time, deep in the dense forest outside the city, at the demon race's temporary camp.

"Lightning" Hurlake looked at the human royalty, who were bound by magic and on the verge of death, and snorted impatiently:

"We've had this guy for three or four days now, why hasn't that human made a single move? Doesn't he care about the lives of his accomplices?"

"Well."

Livale remained calm, merely weighing the dull, lifeless Demon-Sealing Ore in his hand. "I understand your frustration, but don't forget, recycling these ores is part of the mission itself."

"If this ore were to flow into the northern continent in large quantities, our clan's plans would come to a complete standstill."

He suddenly clenched his five fingers, and terrifying power instantly gathered at his fingertips.

At first, there was a faint "clicking" sound, followed by countless fine cracks appearing on the surface of the ore.

In just a few seconds, the Demon-Sealing Ore, known for its hardness, crumbled into powder in his palm.

"It really is the hardest mineral in the world. It took me 80% of my strength to crush it. No wonder Shurahart ordered that it and its source be destroyed."

Loosen your fingers and let it fall.

At that moment, the light at the camp entrance dimmed, and Donna's figure appeared silently. She walked quickly and informed them of the operation's results:

"Livale, although the target has not yet taken the bait, the cleanup of the black market is basically complete, and the trade in the sealed magic ore has been completely cut off."

"In addition, I discovered some noteworthy information during the cleanup process."

"A copy of the unique technique of the former strongest demon warrior, 'Severing Void' Haimer, seems to have been traded on the black market and fallen into human hands."

"Although the chances of learning it are extremely slim, I feel I have to tell you."

"Should we track down the buyer?"

Haimer...Livalle narrowed his eyes and fell into a brief silence.

Demon warriors are skilled not only in using their fists and feet, but also in using weapons.

Some weapons can enhance the power of moves, and when combined with one's own magic, they can achieve a synergistic effect greater than the sum of its parts.

Like him, killing makes him stronger, so his weapons are fists and axes, which can kill humans to the maximum extent.

I still vividly remember the strength of the strongest warrior's moves.

Only the Demon King could defeat him.

"Find it." The answer was firm and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.

Donna nodded, seemingly prepared, and immediately pulled out a slightly hastily drawn portrait.

This is based on the vague memories of black market vendors.

It depicted the face of a human man, seemingly ordinary in appearance, but with a warrior's unwavering determination in his eyes.

Livale examined the painting closely but did not recognize it as Gu Yuan. However, he could sense the considerable willpower in the eyes of the person in the painting.

Just then, a loud bang!

A deep, muffled roar suddenly came from the distant horizon, causing the ground beneath their feet to tremble slightly!

Outside the camp, birds were startled and fled in panic to the distant sky.

Livale looked up and gazed in the direction from which the loud noise came.

The soldier's intuition told him that it was not a natural phenomenon, but rather the destruction caused by the collision or release of powerful forces.

More subtly, he sensed a profound, yet strangely sharp, sense of familiarity.

A powerful figure?

interesting--

"Donna, continue to investigate the person in the portrait and keep a close watch on the 'bait'."

He ordered, "I'll go check that out there. Go and see if that commotion is related to our objective—"

"By the way, let's assess just how capable the so-called experts in this capital really are."

This was, of course, an excuse; he was simply driven by the commotion, which aroused his desire to fight.

Donna knew perfectly well what was going on, but she didn't say anything.

They are currently just cooperating, and as long as Livale doesn't reveal his whereabouts before luring out the target, she doesn't need to interfere.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the dense forest, in a clearing.

Gu Yuan slowly sheathed his sword, quite satisfied with the power of his previous strike.

Hundreds of ancient trees, each requiring several people to encircle, were cleanly severed by an invisible sword aura, clearing a huge fan-shaped open space.

He eased his breathing slightly, immersed in the insights and gains he had just experienced during cultivation, completely unaware that a sudden encounter was rapidly approaching.