Chapter 53: Night Patrol (Please keep reading)

Chapter 53: Night Patrol (Please keep reading~)

Chicken Roost Alley was located in a secluded and relatively quiet area among the many streets of Nanquan Lane. Ordinary constables were truly reluctant to patrol there. Especially at night, as the two walked through the streets, they couldn't help but feel a chilling wind brushing against their backs, a sensation that was quite eerie.

If it was like this for the two of them, it was even more so for Chen Pingan alone.

However, he now possessed a triple level of blood qi; his blood qi was abundant and his courage was stout. He felt no fear toward the mere darkness or tales of the grotesque.

This was the confidence brought to him by his martial arts realm!

With a saber hanging at his waist, a loud gong slung over his shoulder, and a lantern in hand, Chen Pingan walked through Chicken Roost Alley.

Under normal circumstances, two constables would look out for one another—one carrying the lantern and the other holding the gong. If any unusual movement was detected, both would strike at once. If a matter proved too difficult or insurmountable, they could ring the gong to serve as a warning and a call for reinforcements.

An ordinary thief, hearing the sound of the gong in the middle of the night, would likely lose all courage, let alone attempt to resist.

Walking through Chicken Roost Alley, Chen Pingan was in a good mood. He had slept well during the day, and just before his shift, he had even practiced his Flying Locust Stones.

Now, the experience points for the Flying Locust Stones on his panel had reached 12. This feeling of growing stronger bit by bit through steady accumulation was truly pleasant.

The residential houses on both sides of Chicken Roost Alley were not continuous, appearing sparse and scattered. As he walked, he passed small patches of wasteland. According to the widely circulated rumors within the Nanquan Lane Zhenfu Division, Chicken Roost Alley had originally been the ancestral graveyard of a great clan. Later, as the clan declined, it gradually transformed into its current layout.

Of course, since the time was so distant, it was merely a legend.

The moonlight tonight was somewhat dim, but with the help of the candlelight inside his lantern, Chen Pingan could see the path clearly. The chirping of insects rang out from time to time; one wondered where they had been hiding during the day.

Chen Pingan patrolled with high spirits until midnight. Just as he was thinking of finding a place to rest, his movements suddenly halted.

"What was that sound?"

Chen Pingan’s ears twitched slightly, as if he had heard something.

He was now considered a skilled martial artist with keen senses, so he could hear sounds that ordinary people could not. His gaze turned vigilant, looking toward the direction from which the sound had come.

The distance was shrouded in darkness, making it impossible to see anything clearly.

"Let's go take a look!"

Carrying his lantern, Chen Pingan followed the sound and walked forward.

In the deep night, if one were to look down from a high vantage point, the distinction between the inner and outer cities of Weishui County was extremely clear. The inner and outer cities were separated by riverbanks, and even in the dead of night, many places in the inner city remained brightly lit. In the outer city, however, there was only darkness and silence, with almost no lights to be seen.

In a corner of Nanquan Lane in the outer city.

An extremely fierce battle was currently erupting. Four figures were clashing with one another amidst the flickering, dim moonlight.

Among them, three figures were working in perfect coordination, surrounding and attacking a single figure.

"It was merely an unintentional move by me, Wu, but I didn't expect to hook such a big fish."

Under the moonlight, a hunched figure dressed in gray clothes was letting out bursts of eerie laughter. As his silhouette shifted, his scarred face could occasionally be glimpsed through the dim moonlight.

The Great Deacon of the Myriad Demon Sect, Wu Haihua!

Beside him were two figures, one fat and one thin, who were coordinating with his offensive to continuously pressure the woman before them.

The woman wore a black-patterned scale suit, revealing a cold and beautiful face. At this moment, she held a longsword, dancing it into a series of magnificent, dazzling sword flowers. As her sword techniques shifted, surges of sword qi erupted.

"If the Chief Constable of the South District found out tomorrow that they had fallen here, I wonder what kind of reaction there would be!? I am truly curious!"

Wu Haihua was wielding two short spikes, dancing them frantically in an attempt to break through the woman's defense. With every movement of the spikes, bursts of aura erupted.

Wu Haihua was in high spirits. He had originally intended to just catch any random fish to call it a success. He never expected to hook such a big one—the Chief Constable of the South District, Mu Wanjun!

Mu Wanjun, the legitimate daughter of the Mu family! At a young age, she had broken into the Inner Qi Realm and held the seal of the South District Zhenfu Division. If he could kill her, the rewards from the Sect would be immense.

Thinking of this, Wu Haihua couldn't help but lick his lips, his face showing a bloodthirsty glint.

Although Mu Wanjun's talent was good, she was ultimately too young, falling into their trap so easily. His martial cultivation was a level above hers, and with the help of two First-Class Deacons, he had sufficient strength to take her down.

Mu Wanjun swung her longsword, her Autumn Water Sword Technique executed with consummate skill. But as she continued to defend, she gradually began to feel the pressure.

*Swish!*

In a moment of distraction, several tears appeared in her black-patterned scale suit. Fortunately, her Inner Qi erupted just in time, allowing her to barely parry the blow.

Mu Wanjun's mood grew somber.

She had spotted a dark shadow at night, and that shadow bore the mark of the Myriad Demon Sect. If the Myriad Demon Sect was appearing in the county city, there was bound to be a conspiracy. She had intended to track the shadow to uncover the base behind it. She never expected that by following it here, she would walk straight into their trap.

One must know that, out of confidence in her own strength and to avoid alerting the enemy, no one else knew about the investigation she was conducting.

She had thought it would be a foolproof investigation and slaughter, but she never expected to track it here and encounter the Great Deacon of the Myriad Demon Sect, Wu Haihua.

Wu Haihua was at the Great Perfection of the Qi Sea Realm, suppressing her with ease. Furthermore, he was assisted by two First-Class Deacons with perfected blood qi.

Today, things were likely to turn dire!

*Whoosh!*

Wu Haihua's figure turned into a residual shadow, and his two short spikes spat out flickering lights a foot long, suddenly erupting in an attempt to strike Mu Wanjun dead.

He thought it would be a killing blow, but unexpectedly, Mu Wanjun's sword shadow suddenly shifted, executing a profound and mysterious sword move.

*Clang!*

Wu Haihua's short spikes were actually firmly parried.

However, although Mu Wanjun had blocked his move, her momentary distraction allowed one of the First-Class Deacons to seize an opportunity, leaving a wound on her body.

Mu Wanjun let out a muffled groan and retreated rapidly.

From the start until now, the high-intensity combat had exhausted both her mental focus and her Inner Qi immensely. If this continued, she would truly be in grave danger.

"Where are the people from the Zhenfu Division? Has no one noticed such a massive commotion here?"

Mu Wanjun's expression was grim.

This should be the Nanquan Lane area; what on earth was Shen Shikang doing! How was he managing his people on a daily basis!

*Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!*

Under the moonlight, several figures shifted continuously; sword shadows were brilliant, short spikes danced, and Inner Qi erupted.

Several more tears appeared in the scale suit on Mu Wanjun's body.

"If this continues, I will be left here sooner or later! Once my Inner Qi is exhausted, there will be no chance at all!"

A flash of ferocity crossed Mu Wanjun's face.

"I have no choice but to use *that* move!"

(End of Chapter)