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The desolate mountain where the auction was held.
By now, the sounds of battle and slaughter had long since subsided. Only the crackling of raging flames echoed continuously. The luxurious pavilions were engulfed in a fiery blaze, illuminating half the night sky in crimson, making the night seem as if it were not night at all.
Someone brought over a grand armchair. Liu Yuanhu sat upright in it, his fingers rhythmically tapping on the armrest as he sank into contemplation.
In front of him lay the earlier man in the ghost mask, motionless. The Evil Ghost Mask had long since shattered, revealing a slightly pale face. Evidently, he had been dead for some time.
"Reporting to the Magistrate, the Black Sand Gang members have mostly been eradicated. Only a few stragglers remain. Please give your orders!"
A brawny soldier with a menacing aura knelt before Liu Yuanhu, speaking in a deep tone.
Liu Yuanhu waved his hand dismissively.
"The small fry don’t matter. As long as the big fish is dealt with."
He gazed at the ghost-masked person’s corpse, a trace of pleasure flickering in his eyes.
"It’s said that Yan Hua, the Deputy Gang Leader of the Black Sand Gang, was exceptional in his movement techniques. Truly, he lived up to his reputation."
Flattering voices arose immediately from those nearby:
"No matter how exceptional, he still couldn’t escape the Magistrate’s grasp. With your prowess, even Zhao Honglie is merely a locust after autumn. He won’t jump around for long!"
Liu Yuanhu burst into hearty laughter.
"And the rest of the attendees at the black market auction?"
"Reporting to the Magistrate, most of the well-targeted fat sheep didn’t get away. We confiscated tens of thousands of taels of silver and various auction items. Nearly all of it is here."
If Gu Sheng were present, he could have recognized that the speaker was one of the individuals he had specifically observed earlier, someone who had even bid on the Demon Fox’s Heart during the auction. Unexpectedly, he turned out to be under Liu Yuanhu’s command.
The man gestured toward a pile of corpses in the distance.
The burly man with the Ox-Face Mask was among them, as were several of Lu Yue’s attendants.
Liu Yuanhu nodded slowly.
"Whether they escaped or not doesn’t matter. This ambush on the auction wasn’t just about eliminating evildoers—it’s about carrying out justice on behalf of the heavens. No one dares to utter a word of dissent. The very act of auctioning off human lives alone places me on the moral high ground."
This sweep yielded considerable rewards.
The treasures from the auction were already highly valuable. Coupled with the silver brought by the attendees, this fortune was enough to make Liu Yuanhu’s heart race. It would allow him to purchase even rarer treasures in the Red Cloud Prefecture, treasures that might even help him ascend further.
He accepted the Demon Fox’s Heart handed to him by a subordinate and chuckled sinisterly.
"A treasure that can offer a chance to achieve a Perfect state in the Blood Refining Realm was enough to lure out such plump prey. If it were capable of helping someone advance to the Bone Refining Realm, I can’t imagine the storm it would create."
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