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"On the first day of officially exploring this world, we must first find out what the other party is capable of."

Gong Qing's tone left no room for argument as he began to explain his thoughts.

"Those demons who escaped will go back and report, and the enemy will be prepared tomorrow."

"If we stay here, we might be met by a general-level figure."

"General level..."

Gao Ning recalled the intelligence relayed by Gong Qing, which indicated that Zhang Zhiwei's strength was equivalent to 60-70% of his own, and his arrogance immediately subsided considerably.

"Master Gong is right, let's retreat first."

Xia He gathered her hair, her fox tail swaying gently beside her legs.

The troops withdrew to the teleportation point and set up camp to rest.

Gong Qing left three members of the reconnaissance team to serve as sentries on rotation, while the rest replenished their strength with dry rations and bottled water.

Night falls.

Moonlight spilled across the forest clearing, creating an atmosphere so peaceful it didn't feel like a battlefield.

Gong Qing leaned against a tree trunk, his fingers stroking the dark purple horn in his pocket.

My mind is wandering.

The third target Li Ang mentioned...Frilian.

An elven magician with over a thousand years of history.

This kind of existence is not something that can be directly confronted by the current full-performance system.

But Li Ang also said that there was no need to force it; stealing or picking up was fine.

The problem is, how do we find her?

This world is vast, and Gong Qing only had a map marking the demon strongholds; he knew nothing about the elf's activity range.

unless……

"Xia He," Gong Qing called softly.

The woman with the fox tail peeked out from behind a tree a few meters away. "Hmm?"

"Does your affinity-locking ability also work if the target is a non-human race?"

Xia He tilted her head and thought for a moment, "Theoretically... as long as the other party has emotional fluctuations, I can mark them."

"Then I'll send you to a human town tomorrow." Gong Qing handed her a magic stone. "Go and find out news about an elf."

"Understood." Xia He took the magic stone, a smile curving her lips.

the next day.

Gong Qingbing split into two groups.

The main force continued its westward advance, searching for new demon camps to carry out "efficient cleanup".

Xia He, along with five clever subordinates, changed into cloth clothes seized from the demon camp and headed south to the nearest human town to gather intelligence.

The main force is making good progress.

With the experience gained on the first day, Quanxing's fighting style became more and more systematic...

The reconnaissance team first confirmed the target, the main attack team set up an ambush, Gao Ning broke through the defense, Gong Qing used a cursed spirit to corrode the opponent's magic circuit, and finally reaped the kill.

Within two days, they cleared out three more low-level camps, killing more than 150 individual demons in total.

But on the third night, Xia He's message came back.

"Master Gong, I've found out."

"That Frilian passed through a town to the south three days ago."

"It is said that she is with several human companions and is heading north."

Xia He's voice came through the communication device, carrying a suppressed excitement.

"North?" Gong Qing unfolded the map.

Heading north... that's in the direction of deeper areas within the demon race's territory.

"What is she going to do?"

"We couldn't find out the specific reason, but the locals said she often went into the demon territory to clear out the remnants."

Gong Qing remained silent for a few seconds.

A thousand-year-old elf mage voluntarily entered the heart of the demon realm to wipe them out...

This means that their activities may intersect with that of this bigwig.

This presents both an opportunity and a risk.

"Continue to track her, but don't make direct contact," Gong Qing decided. "I just need to know where she's been."

"She always leaves something behind wherever she goes."

"An abandoned campsite, used water cups, a discarded and broken staff..."

"The ancient elves wouldn't care about these small items, but to us, any one of them is priceless."

Xia He chuckled softly on the other end of the call.

"Following the big boss around picking up trash?"

"This is called resource recycling," Gong Qing corrected. "It's environmentally friendly and efficient."

Day .

Quanxing's cross-border expedition has entered a period of stable output.

Gong Qing's operational strategy was clear: avoid demons of general level or above, and focus on clearing out low- and mid-level camps, thus ensuring both safety and maintaining a stable income.

But the greed of the Quanxing gang knows no bounds.

"Master Gong, we're tired of hunting small fry!"

Gao Ning was the first to express his dissatisfaction.

"I want to fight the big guy!"

He punched a rock next to the camp, and the rock shattered into three pieces.

"Let's talk when you can withstand one punch from Zhang Zhiwei."

Gong Qing was counting the day's spoils without even looking up.

"I'm not asking you to take me to play the kind where you get 70% chance of winning, 50% is fine, right?"

"That's called General level, it's not the same concept as Intermediate level."

"And don't forget, Li Ang was talking about the value of a general's horn for one high-level card draw, but the prerequisite is that you have to bring it back alive."

Gong Qing finally raised his head and adjusted his glasses.

Gao Ning remained silent.

On the morning of the sixth day, the investigation team sent back intelligence that made everyone nervous.

"Master Gong, an elite demon force has been spotted 12 kilometers ahead."

"Approximately sixty individuals, all of whom are at the intermediate level of combat strength."

"The leader..." the investigator's voice trailed off into the communicator, "...is different."

"It's a size bigger than the intermediate one, and it has three black horns on its head."

"The concentration of magic around him is an order of magnitude higher than any other individual he has encountered before."

Three black horns.

Gong Qing unfolded the information Li Ang had given him and turned to the page on "Demon Race Ranking".

Intermediate-level demons: single or double horns, medium magic density.

General-level demons: Triple or above, with extremely high magic density and domain-type abilities.

"General level," Gong Qing murmured.

What he was waiting for came to him on its own.

But problems also emerged.

Sixty mid-level demon guards—that number alone is enough to give the Quanxing sect a run for their money.

The strength of that Triangular General is unknown.

Taking a hasty action would be too risky.

"Everyone to conceal yourselves and do not expose yourselves," Gong Qing immediately ordered. "The reconnaissance team will continue to follow, maintain distance, and avoid being detected."

"Xia He, where are you?"

"Near the town to the south, follow Frillie's route," Xia He's voice came through. "What's wrong?"

"Come back." Gong Qing's tone left no room for negotiation. "The big fish is here, and I need you."

"How big is the fish?"

"General level, three black horns."

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the communication.

"I'll be right back."

Xia He moved quickly. That afternoon, she returned to the main camp, bringing back crucial intelligence.

"Mr. Gong, I discovered something interesting while I was tracking Frillie."

She unfolded a hand-drawn route map and pointed it out.

"The area that the elf passed through three days ago overlaps with the route of the general-level demons we've discovered so far..."

Gong Qing's gaze stopped at the intersection of the two routes.

"You mean...Friline might also be tracking this general?"

"Or rather, this general is tracking Frilian." Xia He's fox tail swayed slowly behind her. "Demons hate elves, especially those who kill their own kind. If this general has come for revenge..."

"Frilian will run into it sooner or later."