Damian continued moving through the deeper region of the Black Mist Forest, and soon, he suddenly stopped as his ears twitched slightly.

Not too far away, he could hear the clear sound of cultivators fighting and knowing this... He immediately hid his aura even more carefully before moving closer.

After passing through several thick trees and crouching behind a boulder, Damian finally saw what was happening in front of him.

There was a small clearing ahead, and within that clearing, four Foundation Establishment cultivators were surrounding a single girl.

The girl looked young, probably around the same age as Violetta, but her appearance was completely different.

She had short red hair that only reached her neck, giving her a wild and sharp look.

Her face was beautiful, but not in Violetta’s elegant and seductive way.

Instead, her beauty was fierce, bright, and full of stubborn pride, like a flame that refused to go out no matter how much wind tried to crush it.

Her clothes were already torn in several places, and blood stained one side of her arm.

Even so, she still held a short blade tightly in her hand, her red eyes glaring at the cultivators surrounding her.

At first, Damian had only planned to watch for a moment and see whether there was anything worth taking afterward.

But the moment his gaze landed properly on the girl, a familiar screen suddenly appeared in front of him.

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[Name: Vulkara]

[Spiritual Root: Mortal Grade Spiritual Root]

[Physique: Mortal Body]

[Bloodline: Human]

[Cultivation: Seventh Stage Qi Refining Realm]

[Comprehension: Talented]

[Multiplier: 30×]

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The moment Damian saw the multiplier, his eyes instantly widened. "Thirty times?"

For a moment, even Damian almost failed to control his breathing.

Although it was still lower than Violetta’s original fifty-times multiplier, thirty times was already extremely good.

No, calling it good was an understatement.

Compared to those brothel girls with three-times, five-times, or even ten-times multipliers, this red-haired girl was already on a completely different level.

Damian’s heart immediately became excited. "Finally... I found another one. Although she’s not as ridiculous as Violetta, she’s definitely a treasure chest too."

However, Damian didn’t rush out immediately.

Instead, he calmly lowered his body and continued watching from behind the boulder.

After all, if he wanted to gain the strongest emotional reaction, simply jumping out too early wouldn’t be good enough.

If he saved her while she was still confident, the emotional impact might only be gratitude.

But if he appeared when she was truly desperate, when she thought everything was about to end, then the effect would definitely be much better.

Damian had already learned this from Violetta. The system didn’t only care about the value of the gift, but also the emotions of the target.

Damian silently muttered, "Sorry, red-haired treasure chest. Just hold on a little longer. I’ll make my entrance when it’s most dramatic."

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The four Foundation Establishment cultivators surrounding Vulkara gradually stopped hiding their killing intent.

At first, they had still acted somewhat restrained, as if they were only trying to pressure her into surrendering.

But now that they had fully surrounded her and confirmed that she had nowhere left to run, their real personalities finally began to show.

The leader among them was a thin man with a sharp face and narrow eyes.

He slowly spun the sword in his hand while grinning coldly. "Vulkara, stop struggling already. Today is your end."

Vulkara frowned fiercely, her grip tightening around the short blade in her hand.

Even though blood continued dripping from her arm, her eyes were still burning with anger. "You dare kill me? I am a disciple of the Great Flame Sect. Don’t you know that?"

The thin man laughed as if he had just heard the funniest joke in the world. "Great Flame Sect? Hahaha, don’t make me laugh."

Another Foundation Establishment cultivator beside him crossed his arms and sneered. "You really think that name can scare us? You’re only an outer disciple."

The third one grinned even wider. "And not even an important outer disciple at that."

Vulkara’s expression darkened. "Even if I’m only an outer disciple, killing a Great Flame Sect disciple will still bring trouble to you."

The thin man slowly stepped forward, his sword dragging lightly against the ground. "Trouble? Maybe. But who will know?"

He glanced around the dark forest, grinning. "This is the Black Mist Forest. People die here every damn day. A little outer disciple disappearing in this place won’t surprise anyone."

Vulkara’s eyes became colder. "So this was planned from the start?"

The thin man didn’t deny it. Instead, his grin became even more disgusting. "Of course it was planned. Did you really think you just happened to be chased here by coincidence?"

Vulkara’s heart sank slightly, but her expression remained stubborn.

The thin man then continued, "You should blame yourself for provoking someone you shouldn’t have provoked."

Vulkara immediately frowned. "Me? Provoke him? It wasn’t my fault from the very start. It was that bitch’s fault, not mine."

The four cultivators laughed at the same time.

The thin man shook his head as if he were looking at an idiot. "So what?"

Vulkara froze for a moment.

The thin man raised his sword and pointed it at her. "Whether it was her fault or not doesn’t matter."

His smile became crueler. "What matters is that all the proof is pointing toward you."

Another cultivator laughed mockingly. "Yeah, that’s why you’re here. Also, don’t you understand who you are, Vulkara?"

He grinned. "She is a genius disciple with real backing, while you’re just a bitch who only managed to join the sect thanks to a man."

The third cultivator also sneered. "Between her and you, who do you think the sect will believe? A genius or a bitch?"

Vulkara’s face became extremely ugly as she clenched her teeth so hard that her jaw trembled slightly.

No matter what truly happened, no matter who started it, and no matter how much she explained, the result would still be the same.

That woman had talent, connections, and people protecting her, while Vulkara not only lacked talent, but had even joined the sect by using her body.