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The light of the sealing array faded, but Dai Yao was nowhere to be seen.

The mysterious figure collapsed to his knees, his heart filled with despair.

Could it be... that Yao'er is gone just like that?

Suddenly, the space rippled, and Dai Yao's figure slowly appeared.

She dusted herself off and said casually, "No problem, no problem, just a trick. You think you can trap me? Dream on!"

Seeing that Dai Yao was unharmed, the mysterious figure suddenly stood up, rushed forward, and hugged her tightly.

"Yao'er! You scared me to death! I thought..."

Dai Yao gently pushed him away, feigning anger, and said, "You thought I was dead? Please, I'm someone with great fortune, how could I die so easily?"

However, beneath her relaxed exterior, Dai Yao's heart sank.

Although the demon-sealing array seemed incredibly powerful, she sensed something was amiss.

That feeling was like... deliberately letting them win?

She glanced around discreetly, trying to catch a glimpse of anything.

Suddenly, she felt a hidden gaze, like a persistent, lingering venom, clinging tightly to her.

"Yao'er, what's wrong?" The mysterious figure noticed Dai Yao's unusual behavior and asked with concern.

Dai Yao shook her head and forced a smile, saying, "It's nothing, I just feel a little cold."

cold?

How could it be cold?

It's the height of summer now!

The mysterious figure was puzzled, but did not ask any further questions.

Dai Yao took a deep breath, trying to remain calm.

She knew she was being watched.

What exactly is the origin of this hidden force?

What do they want to do?

She secretly activated her special ability, sensing the flow of energy around her.

Sure enough, a strange fluctuation of fortune, like a giant beast lurking in the deep sea, appeared and disappeared intermittently.

This aura was cold, evil, and filled with a suffocating sense of oppression.

What exactly is this?

Dai Yao felt a chill run down her spine.

This power was stronger than any opponent she had ever encountered before!

"Yao'er," the mysterious voice rang out again, interrupting Dai Yao's thoughts, "Let's leave here first."

Dai Yao nodded and was about to turn and leave when she suddenly stopped.

She felt that cold gaze grow even stronger.

She turned around abruptly to look in the direction her gaze had come from, only to see an empty courtyard with nothing there.

"What's wrong?" The mysterious figure also turned around, looking puzzled.

Dai Yao slowly shook her head. "It's okay, let's go."

Just as they turned around, a deep voice rang out from the darkness: "Hehe... The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind... The show has only just begun..." After Dai Yao and the mysterious figure left the courtyard, the Demon Prince suddenly appeared out of nowhere, wearing a hypocritical expression: "Yao Yao, you really scared me to death just now! Luckily you're alright, otherwise I would have been heartbroken!" As he spoke, he even made a move to take Dai Yao's hand.

Dai Yao dodged quickly, looking disgusted: "Your Highness, are we even close? You're always so concerned about me. Anyone who didn't know better would think we have some untold story! I'm afraid when we get back, rumors will spread like wildfire, and I won't be able to clear my name even if I jump into the Yellow River!"

The Demon Prince was somewhat embarrassed by Dai Yao's actions, his expression changing slightly, but he quickly regained his smile: "Yao Yao, you're really joking. I'm just concerned about you! Look at you, all alone and helpless now, why not join my camp? I guarantee..."

"Stop, stop!" Dai Yao quickly interrupted him. "Your Highness, the pie in the sky you're painting is too tempting, I'm afraid I won't be able to digest it! I still prefer to fight alone, free and unrestrained. Please don't bother!" After saying that, Dai Yao grabbed the mysterious figure and ran away in a flash, leaving the Demon Prince standing there gritting his teeth.

Upon returning to her residence, Dai Yao immediately contacted Lingxi.

"Little Lingzi, has anything new happened in the Demon Palace lately? Especially about that hidden force, don't miss a single sign of trouble!"

Lingxi stammered as she replied, "Sister Yao... I... I heard... recently... it seems... someone is... collecting... a... special... spirit herb..." Her speech was always stammering, which gave Dai Yao a headache.

"What kind of spiritual herb? Get to the point!" Dai Yao urged impatiently.

“It seems… to be… to be… Netherworld Grass…” Lingxi finally finished speaking.

Ghost Grass?

Dai Yao frowned. This was a key ingredient in the refining of an extremely sinister elixir!

Could it be...? A bold idea formed in Dai Yao's mind.

A sly smile played on her lips as she immediately instructed Lingxi, "Little Lingzi, spread the word that... I have a large quantity of Netherworld Grass..."

A few days later, a furtive figure appeared outside Dai Yao's courtyard.

Hiding in the shadows, Dai Yao sneered, "The fish has taken the bait..." In a flash, she appeared behind the man, a rope that had appeared in her hand without her noticing. With lightning speed, she tied the man up tightly.

"Speak! Who sent you!" Dai Yao shouted sternly.

The man struggled, but couldn't break free. He could only glare fiercely at Dai Yao.

Just then, Dai Yao felt a familiar, cold gaze, like a venomous snake, coiling around her... She turned her head sharply to look at the source of the gaze, but still saw nothing.

"Not good!" Dai Yao exclaimed inwardly, a strong sense of crisis surging into her heart.

She grabbed the bound person and quickly retreated.

The instant she left, a dark shadow fell from the sky and crashed heavily onto the spot where she had just been standing...

"Yao'er!" A warm, large hand tightly grasped Dai Yao's hand...

"Yao'er, are you alright?" A deep and magnetic voice sounded in Dai Yao's ear, with a slight, almost imperceptible tremor.

The mysterious figure, or rather, the one who had been silently protecting her, was now holding her hand tightly. The warmth of his palm seeped through her skin, dispelling the chill in Dai Yao's heart.

Dai Yao grasped his hand in return and gave him a reassuring smile: "Don't worry, it's a small matter, I can handle it!" Although she said that, the thrilling scene just now still left her with lingering fear.

The dark figure was incredibly fast and carried an eerie aura, making her instinctively feel danger.

"It seems that this hidden force is even more difficult to deal with than I imagined..." Dai Yao narrowed her eyes, a sharp glint flashing in them.

The henchmen, bound like dumplings, were trembling with fear in their eyes.

Dai Yao squatted down and patted his face with a smile: "Little brother, don't be afraid, I just want to chat with you. Tell me, who is your leader? What are their plans?"

Under Dai Yao's "gentle offensive," the henchmen quickly spilled the beans, revealing all the details about the hidden forces.

It turns out that this hidden force is called "Shadow Pavilion," and their goal is to overthrow the entire Demon Palace and support the Second Prince of the Demon Realm to ascend to the throne!

"Tsk tsk tsk, what grand ambitions!" Dai Yao exclaimed, already having a plan in mind.

With this clue, she quickly located a secret stronghold of the Shadow Pavilion.

Dai Yao, skilled and daring, infiltrated the stronghold and, after a thorough search, actually found some crucial information—the Shadow Pavilion's next plan was...

Dai Yao's lips curled into a cold smile, her eyes flashing with a dangerous light.

She left the stronghold quietly, already having a plan in mind.

However, what Dai Yao didn't know was that shortly after she left, a man in black appeared at the stronghold.

He looked around, his face grim: "Someone's been here... It seems our plan has been leaked..." A murderous glint flashed in the black-clad man's eyes, his tone as cold as frost: "Activate Plan B immediately! It must be completed within three days..." Dai Yao hummed a little tune as she leisurely returned to her courtyard.

She was in a good mood; after all, she had uncovered such a juicy story, how could she not be happy?

"Shadow Pavilion? Heh, trying to play dirty tricks with me? You're still too green!" Dai Yao poured herself a cup of spiritual tea, sipping it while planning her next move.

She wasn't the type to passively take a beating; since the other party had already made a move, she had to "fight back" properly.

"Lingxi, help me find out about the Second Prince's recent movements." Dai Yao contacted her intelligence agent, Lingxi.

Lingxi was very efficient. In less than an hour, she had compiled all the information about the Second Prince of Demons' recent schedule and his close associates and delivered it to Dai Yao.

"Tsk tsk tsk, this second prince is really restless." Dai Yao flipped through the documents, a playful smile playing on her lips.

She had a general idea of ​​what Shadow Pavilion's "Plan B" was, and now she was just waiting for them to come forward on their own.

Meanwhile, at the Shadow Pavilion headquarters.

"Damn it! Who leaked our plan?" The man in black, Shadow, the leader of the Shadow Pavilion, slammed his fist on the table in front of him in a rage.

The intrusion into his base and the leak of his plans were undoubtedly a huge blow to him.

"Boss, what do we do now?" one of his men asked tremblingly.

"Activate Plan B! Now that we've been exposed, let's move ahead of schedule!" A ruthless glint flashed in Shadow's eyes. "Remember, this time, success is the only option; failure is not an option!"

On Dai Yao's side, she also received the latest news from Lingxi: "Sister Yao, the Second Prince of the Demon Palace will be hosting a banquet at the Drunken Immortal Pavilion tonight, and has invited many elders and disciples of the Demon Palace. It seems that he is trying to win people's hearts."

"Drunken Immortal Pavilion? Heh, interesting." A sly glint flashed in Dai Yao's eyes. "Looks like there's going to be a good show tonight." She changed into a low-key black outfit, and with a flash, disappeared into the night.

Inside the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, wine cups and tokens were scattered about, creating a lively atmosphere.

The Second Prince of the Demon Clan was in high spirits, strolling among the guests, chatting and laughing.

He seemed to have already foreseen his glorious future ascension to the throne of the Demon Lord.

At this moment, Dai Yao was hiding on the roof of Zuixianlou, looking down at all of this.

A meaningful smile appeared on her lips.

Suddenly, she sensed a powerful aura rapidly approaching, and thought to herself, "It's here!"

"Yao'er, be careful!" A familiar voice rang in her ears, followed by a warm embrace that held her tightly.

"You..." Dai Yao was about to speak when he covered her mouth with his hand.

"Shh..." he whispered close to her ear, "Someone's coming..."