Go and capture those thirty-six fierce villains.

The single leg has a rough texture and a shriveled appearance.

To be honest, if it weren't for the Bagua compass guiding me, and the fact that I personally witnessed this thing detaching from the spirit official statue, I would have been in a completely different situation.

If this thing were thrown on the street, Qin Ning probably wouldn't even give it a second glance.

With a raised hand, Qin Ning planted his single leg diagonally into the ground three zhang away. He then grabbed a high-temperature sterilization plague-preventing talisman and flung it out, before flicking out a wisp of energy with his finger.

The talisman shattered, and the intense heat of nearly a thousand degrees instantly enveloped the one-legged figure.

Then... apart from the courtyard being warmer and brighter, the little fierce one-legged creature remained exactly as it was.

As expected, it didn't work... Qin Ning frowned, took out a few pills from his pocket and swallowed them. The abundant medicinal power quickly permeated his almost dried-up meridians.

"This thing is strange, but there's not a single piece of information on the blank page. Is the Dao Master deliberately giving me a difficult problem, or did he simply forget to mention it...?"

Qin Ning pondered silently, not approaching the nearly thousand-degree pale golden light barrier, but instead closing his eyes to regulate his breathing.

The Plague-Suppressing Talisman is just an ordinary talisman. Even if a few special types appear, its duration remains the same as the incense stick's burning time.

Soon, the faint golden light dissipated, and Qin Ning opened his eyes.

He retracted his single leg and put it into his ink pouch along with the many plague-suppressing talismans on the table. He planned to take advantage of his good feel for the craft and try making a Crimson Flame Talisman for the first time.

Strangely enough, this one-legged leg, which had been under a temperature of nearly a thousand degrees for the time it takes to burn an incense stick, was not hot at all when I touched it.

It's a pity its origin is a bit strange, and it must be subdued, otherwise, with this characteristic, it would be excellent to make a weapon... Qin Ning sighed inwardly, raised his hand to pick up the pen, and began to make the Crimson Flame Talisman with full concentration.

As the name suggests, this talisman is an offensive talisman, more difficult to make than the Plague-Slaying Talisman, with a more complex inner core.

It took Qin Ning a full quarter of an hour, during which Qin Li quietly checked on him three times before the Crimson Flame Talisman was finally completed.

huh~~~

Let out a soft breath, wipe the sweat from his forehead, and look at the crimson talisman in front of him. A slight smile appeared on his lips, but he quickly suppressed it.

He drew four different versions of the perfectly good Plague-Slaying Talisman, and this Crimson Flame Talisman, which has offensive properties...

As Qin Ning was about to throw the single leg out of his ink pouch, a gentle breeze swept by, and alarm bells rang in his mind. Almost instinctively, he held the single leg across his chest and abdomen.

Ding!

With a crisp crash, Qin Ning's forearm muscles bulged as he gripped the single leg tightly. His body flew backward, smashing the stone table before his feet sank deep into the black soil. He slid for nearly ten feet before finally managing to steady himself near the courtyard wall.

"what?"

A slightly surprised gasp rang out from the courtyard wall opposite him.

Qin Ning's gaze swept over and saw a man in his thirties with a goatee, wearing a scholar's cap and holding a folding fan, looking at him with great interest.

"You really do have some skills. I knew that kid Wen Chi's information was problematic. You're not an eighth-rank official, are you?" Master Wang shook his head, muttered a few words to himself, jumped down from the courtyard wall, and asked Qin Ning.

Eighth rank... Is this person a companion of those who bought my information from [All Things]?

Qin Ning pondered the information in the other person's words, his gaze sweeping over the single leg in his hand.

The wisp of breeze just now condensed into a thin blade, and its force far exceeded that of a seventh-grade cultivator.

Even with such an attack, not a single white mark was left on the one-legged creature. The little beast's toughness was probably far beyond his imagination.

"Whether you're from the Hundred Birds Clan or Governor Zhang's men, it doesn't matter, you're all here to kill me anyway. But didn't you consider this before you came... I've already survived one assassination attempt and offended someone, how could I possibly be completely unprepared?"

Qin Ning crossed his single leg across his chest, a smile on his face, and said confidently.

Upon hearing this, Master Wang's expression changed slightly, but he quickly shook his head: "You're lying to me. Before I came here, I specifically searched the entire Anhe Street. If you really had a backup plan, I wouldn't have been able to get here."

Master Wang originally only intended to test the waters tonight, but as he continued to investigate, he was surprised that there was no defense force near Qin Ning. However, he still decisively turned the test into an attack.

Who knew you would be so heartless and ruthless, daring to take action right here in Bei'an City... Qin Ning cursed inwardly.

Old Gui did suggest that they should find two skilled men to accompany him, in case Governor Zhang broke the rules.

However, Qin Ning had too many secrets. If someone followed her, she would feel restricted in everything she did, and her identity might even be exposed. Therefore, she chose a compromise.

If he were to leave Bei'ancheng, he would inform Lao Gui in advance to prevent anyone from plotting against him outside the city.

As a result, before they even encountered the person who would do the dirty work, the person who struck first under the cover of darkness did.

"The whole street has been searched, but what about my residence?"

Qin Ning quickly analyzed the strength of both sides and how to escape in his mind, while his expression remained unchanged, his gaze glancing at the small house in the courtyard and the sweet water well.

My physical body is stronger than before, and after advancing to the eighth rank, I have mastered several offensive techniques. In addition, the early stages of Taoist cultivation are inherently characterized by high attack and low defense, so it is not difficult to inflict some injuries on the opponent.

However, if one were to say that this alone could defeat a sixth-rank Confucian scholar, even one who is not particularly skilled in combat, the odds of victory would be slim.

Therefore, it is still necessary to make as much noise as possible to attract the attention of the patrolling soldiers.

"Stop pretending. You only have two living creatures in your yard, and I..."

Master Wang gently shook his folding fan, and before he could finish speaking, Qin Ning leaped up and jumped toward the courtyard wall behind him.

At the same time, he shouted, "Qin Li, go to the Sichen Guard's garrison!"

The little black cat, which had been silently hiding in the shadows, sprang up almost simultaneously and fled in another direction.

She is always particularly obedient at times like these.

However, after Qin Ning leaped into the air, that sense of alarm and chill down his spine returned!

He instinctively crossed his single leg across his chest.

Ding!

An obstructing force forced it back into the courtyard.

The dark courtyard wall seemed to be covered with invisible threads, completely blocking any way out.

"Heh, don't waste your time. I've already surrounded your courtyard with ropes. Not only can no one get out, but even your voice can't escape. That'll put an end to your escape plans."

The little black cat waved its paws in the air a few times before falling back to its original position.

"Your pet beast is quite intelligent. Perhaps I should kill it first."

Master Wang's words were not a question but a statement. As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his folding fan, and a gentle breeze swept towards Qin Li.

"Meow!"

The little black cat roared and leaped into the air. With quick movements and keen senses, it dodged several fine blades formed from the wind and rapidly closed the distance with Qin Ning.

However, when the person and the cat were only three feet apart, a thin blade silently condensed, just in time to seize the moment when Qin Li was interrupting her energy.

On Qin Ning's side, the steps to provide support were also blocked by several thin blades.

Master Wang smiled slightly, a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes.

Throughout his career as an assassin, he had deliberately created such scenarios without limit.

To destroy something that someone cherishes right before their eyes.

Go and appreciate that sadness and despair again.

Finally, with pity and compassion, they were reunited... When Master Wang thought of this, he couldn't help but shudder with excitement.

However......

A talisman slipped silently through the gap in the thin blade, striking precisely the deadly threat beside Qin Li.

Swish!

The pale golden light appeared and then suddenly shattered, thus completing its mission.

The little black cat successfully arrived at Qin Ning's side.

Master Wang's initially excited gaze instantly turned cold.