With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 114 Assassin's Sneak Attack, Police Station Mole
After experiencing the body's defenses, Meng Chuan didn't waste a moment and continued practicing boxing at Teacher Chen Tie's house for a while longer.

He only reluctantly stopped when his uncle called to invite him home for dinner.

The streets of Yong'an City gradually became more crowded with pedestrians, and the air was filled with the sounds of birds and the fragrance of flowers.

Since the Demon Nest was suppressed by the newly promoted Seventh Limit Great Sage - [Fu Guang Great Sage Zhou Yun].

The city was as if the clouds had parted to reveal the sun, and it returned to its former peace and bustle.

Meng Chuan thought it would be great if things could continue like this forever.

Practicing martial arts every day and having meals with family and friends—that's a good life.

He was never a warlike person, and he preferred less fighting and killing, because practicing martial arts is a process of cultivating one's mind.

Chen Tie's home was not far from the police station's family compound, so Meng Chuan quickened his pace and arrived at the entrance of the compound in just over ten minutes.

Just as he was about to swipe his card to go in, a deliveryman in a gray-red uniform walked up to him and stopped him.

"Hello Mr. Meng, this is your package, the last four digits are 8085. Please sign for it."

Meng Chuan was curious. He hadn't bought anything recently, and the rewards from the Honor Armory exchange had already been delivered.

Turning the box over, it felt quite light; it didn't contain much stuff.

The label shows that the shipping address is Xiyu Dagongga, which is the same as the shipping address of the aphrodisiac shop owner on Waimin Street.

"Are you sending me a few more bottles of Tantric body-strengthening oil? Looks like this stuff is pretty lucrative."

Seeing Meng Chuan standing there studying it for a long time without opening it, the deliveryman next to him reminded him:
"Mr. Meng, you need to open and inspect the valuables yourself so that we can handle any problems on the spot."

Meng Chuan didn't think much of why there wasn't such a rule before. He used his fingertips to release energy and cut open the seam of the express box.

Seeing this, the deliveryman standing nearby was on tenterhooks.

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

The moment the box was opened, something unexpected happened!
A large plume of black smoke billowed out of the box, following Meng Chuan closely and instantly enveloping him.

The moment the black smoke appeared, Meng Chuan sensed a familiar feeling – it was demonic energy!
He immediately held his breath. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and only a small amount of black smoke was inhaled, which was then filtered out by the internal membranes of his body.

As the dense demonic energy dissipated, the fake courier was overjoyed to see Meng Chuan lying unconscious on the ground.

"I made the right bet!"

Meng Chuan was wanted by Priest Fan, the chief priest of the Yong'an City Demon Summoning Hall branch, who placed him on the internal wanted list with a substantial reward.

Name: Meng Chuan

[Age: 17 years old]

[Strength: Qi and Blood Level Six (Extremely Strong in Combat)]

[Reward: One Level 3 Ascension, one ascended organ of your choice, 2 million gold coins, and entry into the list of candidates for Vice Priest of Yong'an City]

After accepting the challenge, he specially flew thousands of miles to Yong'an, just to kill Meng Chuan in exchange for the reward.

"After returning and undergoing the third-level sublimation, my strength will be comparable to that of a high-level martial artist."

They can gain power without painstakingly practicing martial arts and stances, which is why demonic cultivators are inexhaustible.

Immediately afterwards, the assassin from the Demon Summoning Hall, disguised as a deliveryman, turned fierce and quickly drew a dagger from his waist, stabbing Meng Chuan in the chest to finish him off.

Just at the critical moment, Meng Chuan suddenly opened his eyes, which he had been pretending to keep closed, and stared straight at the other party with his tiger-like eyes.

"What do you want to do?"

At the same time, his arm rose with lightning speed, precisely grabbing the wrist of the other man holding the dagger.

Immediately afterwards, Meng Chuan exerted force with his arm and twisted it hard. With a crisp "crack", the assassin's wrist was broken instantly.

The assassin let out a scream, but the scream hadn't even fully escaped his lips.

Meng Chuan suddenly sprang up, his body swirling around like a dragon.

In a short while, the assassin's limbs were all broken, and he collapsed to the ground, like a dead dog, powerless to resist.

Meng Chuan looked down at the assassin, his eyes cold and calm:
"Speak! Who sent you?"

He found these demonic people to be truly annoying; once you got involved, they were like a stubborn plaster that you couldn't shake off.

The assassin collapsed to the ground, screaming in agony from the excruciating pain, unable to speak properly.

Soon, a crowd of onlookers gradually gathered around.

"What's going on? Is this murder?"

People around were pointing and whispering. Seeing this, Meng Chuan raised his hand and slapped the assassin across the face, knocking him unconscious.

He then remained highly vigilant, keenly sensing the movements around him to prevent any accomplices from launching a sneak attack.

Just then, the security guard from the residential compound came forward.

After examining it carefully, the gatekeeper said:

"Isn't this Xiao Meng? He's Meng Yongzhi's son."

As they spoke, the group stepped forward to lend a hand.

The security guards at the police station's family compound were all retired police officers. They were very experienced and skillfully dispersed the crowd of onlookers.

Then, they helped Meng Chuan drag the other person into the security room, called the police, and waited together for the police station to send someone to handle the situation.

Meng Chuan was practicing boxing in the police station courtyard while waiting for the interrogation results, while Meng Yongzhi stood by, extremely worried.

"Chuan'er has stirred up trouble in the heart of the demonic martial arts sect. When will this ever end?"

In essence, although Meng Yongzhi has the ability to work in the police station, he is still just an ordinary citizen.

Before being transferred to the Intelligent Control Department, he dealt with trivial family matters every day and rarely experienced this kind of underground confrontation. Meng Chuan, who was practicing boxing alone to the side, remained calm and composed.

Seeing his uncle's worried expression, he stopped and walked over to him to comfort him:
"It's alright, Uncle. I'm strong now. I can kill them one by one."

Hearing what Meng Chuan said, Meng Yongzhi became even more worried.

"You child, who taught you that? How come you have such a murderous streak now!"

Inside the sheriff's office, the two men sat on the sofa, watching the interrogation process on a clear closed-circuit television.

"Bald Dragon, what's going on?"

Just as Meng Chuan and Meng Yongzhi were waiting outside the courtyard for the trial results, Luo Guanyun descended from the sky on clouds.

Its entire body exuded a tremendous aura, stirring up the clouds and mist above the entire police station.

"Meng Chuan is my only direct disciple. I haven't even bothered you about the chemical plant incident yet."

Tell me, what's the deal with this assassin?

Long Jiu and Luo Guanyun were old acquaintances, but when it came to Meng Chuan, his attitude was extremely firm.

Despite being the sergeant of the Wing On Police Station, Lung Kau is not one to be trifled with. He speaks without a shred of politeness and believes that martial arts are judged solely by fists!

"Why are you in such a hurry? Just look for yourself and wait for the results."

Letting Luo Guanyun in to watch the interrogation was already a violation of discipline, and the other party didn't appreciate it, and Long Jiu's attitude wasn't very good either.

A moment later, a young police officer jogged in, saluted, and whispered something in Long Jiu's ear.

After he finished speaking, Long Jiu nodded to indicate that he had heard clearly.

"Alright, continue the retrial, dig deeper, go ahead."

"Yes."

After the young police officer left, Long Jiu said to Luo Guanyun:
"Luo, don't get so worked up. Xiao Meng is fine, isn't she?"
Xiao Meng is a very righteous and outstanding child; sooner or later, she'll clash with those people.

Afterwards, Long Jiu told the other party the results of the interrogation, and Luo Guanyun glanced at him sideways.

"Just like that time at the chemical plant, I don't care about a direct confrontation; life and death are his own fate."

But these wicked rats are playing dirty tricks, so as their master, I have to step in and show them what's what. I need to let them know they better keep their eyes peeled from now on!

Luo Guanyun has a fiery temper; when he gets angry, he won't tolerate anyone.

Long Jiu looked helpless and was about to get up to say something when the other party waved his sleeve and left, leaving only one sentence behind.

"Tell me as soon as you find the den of thieves in the Summoning Hall. I need to teach them a lesson they won't forget."

As he reached the door, Luo Guanyun paused, then continued calmly:
"I won't interfere in your internal affairs; you handle them yourselves."

In the battle at the chemical plant, all the demonic warriors of the Summoning Demon Palace, except for those who died, were temporarily imprisoned in the detention center; not a single one escaped.

Therefore, apart from those within the police station, no one knew that Meng Chuan was involved in this operation.

After Luo Guanyun came out, he greeted Meng Chuan.

"Master, what brings you here?"

Luo Guanyun didn't say much, but he did remind Meng Chuan to be careful.

After saying that, he got up and left, as he needed to hurry back to cultivate the Profound Yin Reflecting Moon True Skill.

He hadn't suppressed the Thunder Seed yet, and now it was restless and agitated within him, causing his temper to flare up again.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Long Jiu saw Meng Chuan and his uncle off.

As he left, Long Jiu kept patting Meng Chuan on the shoulder, telling him to relax and that the bureau would definitely give him an explanation for this matter.

"The police will definitely give you an explanation for this matter, and there will also be some compensation."

"To be honest, I've already made some guesses about the mole, but they hold a high-ranking position, so we need solid evidence."

Meng Chuan is a family member of a police officer, and with his mentor's connection, there are some things he can be told openly.

Most importantly, this child is the holder of the Silver Lion!
To ensure that meritorious officials do not suffer the slightest injustice is a principle enshrined in the laws of the Great Chu, written in black and white.

In the Great Chu, regardless of which medal one holds, even if it is the Bronze Eagle, the police department has no right to conceal the truth of the case from them.

Moreover, Long Jiu estimated that, given Meng Chuan's intelligence, he had already guessed it in his mind.

After listening to Long Jiu's words of comfort, Meng Chuan calmly said:
"Uncle Long, compensation is fine, but before the mole is found, please let my uncle rest at home first."

Meng Yongzhi stepped forward and took his hand.

"No, I'm fine."

Long Jiu readily agreed:
"I can make the decision on this matter. I will grant paid leave until the mole is found."

"Also, I'll assign another plainclothes officer from the Ninth Guard Station for daily protection. Xiao Meng, what do you think?"

This is the limit of what Long Jiu can do. Martial artists are respected everywhere.

Even as the police chief, he had no authority to appoint such a powerful person as a security guard.

Meng Chuan nodded. He was fearless, but his uncle and aunt were not. Chief Inspector Long had considered things very carefully.

He only wanted to quietly practice martial arts and become stronger, but there are some things in this world that must be fought for.

From a narrow perspective, demonic martial artists are also a unique form of martial arts resource.

Since he made the decision, he had to bear the corresponding risks. It was his own choice, and Meng Chuan did not blame the other party.

(End of this chapter)