Rise of the Alchemy God

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The streets of the Red Moon City were bustling at every hour, from morning till evening.

Although there wasn't really a sun to indicate day and night here, the inhabitants of this base had adopted their own schedule, which was very similar to that of their homeland.

At this moment, it would be evening, and if there were a sun, one would see it setting on the horizon, painting the sky in shades of yellow, orange, and red.

But for now, all that could be seen was the emptiness of space within this in-between dimension.

In this atmosphere, where everyone tended to relax their nerves and alleviate the fatigue of the day, a person was walking along the slightly crowded street.

The person in question was a young woman with white hair and red eyes, seemingly dressed in a mix of armor and casual clothing.

Although the individual herself was quite attractive, what particularly made her stand out wasn't these details but the heavy aura that surrounded her.

From nearby passersby to animals with peculiar appearances, no one dared approach her at this moment.

Their instincts told them that certain death awaited if they did, and while this wasn't necessarily true, none wanted to take their chances by crossing her path.

The woman in question was, of course, none other than Jing Xia, who had just finished raiding a residence.

Judging by her unhappy mood at the moment, it was clear that she hadn't been successful.

As she continued walking along the main street of the city, her thoughts wandered to what she had discovered after visiting the residence of the soldier who had purchased the elf.

Upon her arrival, she had directly broken into the residence, not only because she didn't really care about basic courtesies at that moment but also because she could sense that there was no one home.

There could have been several reasons why the soldier was absent, so she didn't waste time searching for him around the city but instead decided to rely on an object in her possession.

She entered the house after forcing open the door and used her demonic sense to scour various corners of the place for anything of value.

She soon found what she was looking for and, with a step, arrived directly at the spot.

The item in question was nothing more than a thin red strand, almost invisible to the eyes of an ordinary observer who wouldn't notice it immediately unless specifically searching for it.

A hair, most likely from the demon he was looking for.

She didn't bother picking it up with her hands but instead used her demonic energy to capture it and bring it close to her.

Then, pulling out an object from her dimensional storage, something akin to a small pouch attached to her waist, she materialized what appeared to be a normal mirror, slightly smaller than the palm of her hand. Experience more on empire

With a movement of her hand, she brought the red strand close to the mirror, which, upon sensing the presence of the hair, began to glow faintly red before pulling the strand into itself.

In the blink of an eye, the hair was fully absorbed into the reflective surface of the mirror, as if it had been submerged in it.

Jing Xia, watching the whole process, she didn't show any expression and just waited.

After a few seconds, the mirror, which had stopped glowing, lit up once again, but this time, the light was no longer red, it was black.

Seeing this, Jing Xia's eyes sharpened slightly as she observed the strand that had been absorbed by the mirror being expelled.

The strand fell like a light feather, twisting in the air as it descended.

The mirror floated in the air briefly before she sent it back into her dimensional storage.

The object she had just used was a locator that all the commanders of the base possessed.

It was an enchanted item that allowed the user to locate individuals, provided they had something tied to that person.

From everyday objects to simple body hairs or blood, anything worked as long as it had a connection to the person in question.

The object would light up in three different ways:n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Red, to indicate that the material used was valid for locating the person.

Green, to signify that the person had been found, in which case another function could be used to pinpoint their exact location.

And finally, black, to indicate that the person in question couldn't be found.

In these cases, several reasons were possible:

The simplest being that the person was in a location too distant to be detected, such as a dimension too far away.

Or more complex reasons, such as the individual being dead.

That said, in either case, she currently had no way of tracking down that demon. And what was even more frustrating was that she wouldn't be able to trace the elf girl either, as the object was effective only for the demon race and not so much for others.

She had already toured the elf girl's quarters and hadn't found anything that could help her attempt to locate her. Hence, here she was, clenching her fists in frustration as she walked through the city.

"It seems you've grown attached to that elf," said a feminine voice coming from nowhere.

Although the voice was clear, no one nearby heard it, no one except Jing Xia herself, who showed no expression upon hearing it.

"There's no point dwelling on the matter. If something were to happen to her, it most likely has already happened. Why continue wasting time like this?" the voice continued, but once again, it received no response from her.

Even though she hadn't said anything, she tightened her grip on the hilt of the sword at her right side.

The feminine voice didn't sound again for a while before speaking once more:

"Ah, I told you to leave a slave mark on her. At least that way, no one would have dared take her from you," the voice said again, but as she finished her words, it abruptly stopped, and Jing Xia's footsteps also came to a halt as her gaze shifted in a particular direction.

'Hm? What was that?' Jing Xia thought as she immediately felt her weapon react strangely.

The voice from earlier was the consciousness of her weapon, which had started communicating with her from the moment she became its wielder.

Although she was a person of few words, she occasionally liked conversing with the weapon's soul consciousness.

This was because they were in the same boat, and in a way, she trusted it, paying close attention to its words.

Soon, the feminine voice, which had been silent, resounded again, but this time it wasn't as calm as before:

"There's something strange over there... Quickly, take me there," said the agitated voice as Jing Xia felt the weapon being drawn toward that direction.

It was as if an unknown force was pulling it that way, and since she was bound to it both physically and spiritually, she too could feel this pull.

Her earlier fury over the elf girl's disappearance had vanished for the moment, replaced by this sudden situation.

Without hesitation, she disappeared from her spot, heading directly toward the location where this pull originated.