Rise of the Alchemy God

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Jing Xia did not concern herself with the chaos she had caused and focused her attention on the person in front of her. She opened her mouth to speak.

Seeing the usually silent figure, who normally acted rather than spoke, say something, the manager thought he might still have a chance to save himself. Unfortunately for him, reality is not always so kind.

"Who?" she said simply, leaving the manager, who was prepared for anything, slightly confused.

"E-excuse me, I don't think I understand what you mean," he stammered, choosing his words carefully. The last thing he wanted was to say something that would seal his fate.

Jing Xia showed no reaction and repeated her question once more.

"Who was it?"

This time, he understood immediately what she was referring to and, without hesitation, responded:

"Oh, the person who bought the slave? Yes, I know who they are, and don't worry, I know exactly where to find them," the manager said, offering to personally escort her to the soldier in question.

He was even prepared to grovel at her metal boots if it meant she would spare him, so he had no objections to leading her there himself.

He desperately hoped this would be enough to at least calm her down a little, but when he met her gaze, he realized it was all an illusion.

In that moment, he understood that the moment he sold that slave, he had already sealed his fate.

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On the opposite side of the entrance to the Red Moon City, atop a hill that towered over the city, stood the castle of the Demon King of this city.

The castle, built on the hillside, was grand and majestic, surrounded by numerous spires.

If Ethan were here, he would have involuntarily associated it with the Gothic architectural style of his previous world.

Inside, in a chamber, a man sat on a throne made of obsidian-like stone. With his head resting on the fist of his hand, and his eyes closed, he listened to what the counselor was saying.

He was Mó Liè, the general of this demonic base.

Currently, in the absence of the Demon King, it was his duty to manage all matters concerning the army, ranging from hearing mission reports from various teams to handling resources for both the city and future expeditions, as well as approving or rejecting a final report to be sent to their homeland about the state of affairs at this base.

For him, doing all this was nothing new because even if the Demon King were at the base, it would still fall on him to handle these tasks.

The Demon King, being a prominent figure, could only be disturbed for matters far more significant than hearing simple reports about the outcome of a low-level mission.

Thus, these tedious matters always fell to him, and unlike the Demon King, he could not delegate these tasks to someone else.

So here he was, hearing the same things for the umpteenth time.

Or at least, that's what he would have wanted.

But while outwardly he maintained a calm expression as he listened to the counselor's mission reports, internally, he was a bit unsettled by a recent event.

"And speaking of casualties, I believe you should see this," said the advisor, handing over a talisman.

Hm?

Mó Liè, upon hearing the counselor's words, slowly opened his golden eyes and focused his attention on the talisman, made of a reddish-black material, floating before him.

'This is...'

He examined the talisman, and his eyes widened slightly as he turned his gaze toward the counselor, who immediately spoke:

"This morning, we detected that the life-detection talisman of one of our demon commanders sent on a mission had been deactivated," he said, pulling out a document.

"The talisman belongs to Yi Tiao, the nephew of the King," the advisor said, clearly uneasy.

And why wouldn't he be? After all, they were talking about the death of the Demon King's nephew.

Clearly, the news was nothing good for them because ultimately, the King's fury would first be unleashed on them before moving on to whoever had killed Yi Tiao.

While the counselor reached his own conclusions, Mó Liè, who had calmly listened to the report, now showed a look of realization as he understood the reason behind the Demon King's absence.

He had been somewhat troubled earlier because the sudden departure of the King was unusual.

Normally, he remained in his castle, cultivating behind closed doors and further stabilizing his foundations for his eventual divine ascension.

But a few days ago, he had left without notifying anyone, leading Mó Liè to think something significant had happened for the King to act personally.

Now, hearing the report of Yi Tiao's death, he realized this was most likely the reason.

He could only shake his head as he set the talisman aside.

Given the different dimensions, communication via talismans arrived with a certain delay, so it was normal for them to have learned of Yi Tiao's death only today.

On the other hand, it was a different matter for a Demon King, who was already at the peak of the spiritual rank.

For him, learning of this matter would have been much more immediate because he could have felt the connection through their bloodline sever the moment it happened.

Therefore, it was understandable that he had left immediately rather than waiting to check whether his nephew's life-detection talisman was active or not.

Mó Liè could only shake his head as he pondered how to proceed from here.

The least he could do at this point was to gather information on the location of Yi Tiao's death.

This was not only to prepare an invasion force to complete the task Yi Tiao had failed to accomplish but also to better understand the circumstances of his death.

If he recalled correctly, Yi Tiao had been sent on a relatively safe mission, and he himself had chosen this mission for him because he didn't want him to end up killed somewhere.

After all, he was well aware of Yi Tiao's reckless nature, and the last thing he wanted was for him to die on a mission that was too difficult.

Now that he was dead, Mó Liè had to face his share of responsibility.

Knowing full well he could not avoid it, he decided to prepare for what was to come.

The counselor, understanding what the general intended to do, did not wait for orders and immediately handed over the documents regarding the location where Yi Tiao had gone on his mission.

The counselor also had another life-detection talisman linked to another member who had gone on the mission with Yi Tiao. But seeing that the general was not interested in knowing about him, he set it aside for the moment.

It so happened that the other member of the expedition was none other than the general's son, Mo Yan, the first demon of spiritual rank killed by Ethan.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om