Go and capture those thirty-six fierce villains.

Night turned into day.

A loud rooster crowed from one of the houses.

Immediately after noticing the unusual activity, various factions in Beian City responded accordingly.

The soldiers patrolling the city at night were the first to converge on Anhe Street. The guards reported the news, which quickly reached the Prince Su's residence.

dong dong dong.

Cheng Feng bowed and knocked on the door; a shadowy figure flickered inside.

A moment later, the voice of Prince Su came.

"What's up so late?"

"Your Highness, a pillar of light just shot into the sky outside the city, near Qin Xingzhen's clinic on Anhe Street. Should we send someone to check it out?"

The door creaked open, and Prince Su, dressed in a brocade robe, gave the order: "Transfer a detachment of the Suwei Army from the inner city. If that little fellow is still alive, make sure to save his life, but under no circumstances should anyone discover his connection with the Prince's Mansion."

The servant bowed and said, "Yes, this old servant will take care of it immediately."

"Wait a minute." Prince Su called out to stop them, and after a few moments of contemplation, added, "Send a message to the Mo family, asking them to send an elder to oversee the situation."

"Yes, ma'am."

"Okay, go do it."

Prince Su turned and went back into the house. After respectfully closing the door, he quickly walked out of the courtyard, secretly raising the importance of Qin Xingzhen to two levels in his heart.

It seems that after the incident with the tax office, this person's position in the prince's heart has indeed become much more important.

......

The kitchen and basement of Bazhen Pavilion.

Old Gui leaned back in a large mahogany chair, stroking his bald head as he stared at the official documents in front of him, secretly fretting.

"We just saw off one Xu [Shuangjiang], and now another Li [Shuangjiang] is coming. There's also the ancestor [Hanchan] in the city. When did the jobs in Bei'an City become so difficult?"

He sighed, threw the official document on the table, and picked up the wine pot, about to take a sip.

Bang!

The basement door was kicked open, and a man dressed in a dark blue uniform rushed in, looking anxious.

"My lord, a beam of pure white light suddenly appeared in Bei'an City, illuminating almost half of the city!"

Old Ghost looked displeased: "What's the panic? It only illuminated half of Bei'an City, not burned it down. Besides, even if it had burned down, it would be Prince Su who should be worried, not us, the Sichen Guard."

As he spoke, he stood up, walked around the desk, and went to the subordinate's side. In a lecturing tone, he said, "How many times have I told you that you must remain calm in the face of important matters. Only those who can remain composed despite great turmoil in their hearts are worthy of being appointed as generals."

"But sir... the location where the beam of light appeared was near Qin Hanchan's clinic..." the subordinate stammered.

"Why the hell didn't you say so earlier! Didn't I teach you guys to get to the point first?"

Old Ghost was stunned for a moment, then a fierce look appeared on his fleshy face!

He cursed and kicked the man over, then his figure vanished into the basement.

......

Anhe Street, the backyard of the clinic.

Master Wang covered his eyes with one hand, curled up, and let out a mournful wail.

The Crimson Flame Talisman exploded on his face, and he had no time to dodge. At that moment, his eyes looked as if they had been doused with chili oil and then rinsed with boiling water.

The commotion was quite a sight, but unfortunately, the Crimson Flame Talisman was too weak. Otherwise... tsk, was I being a bit too greedy? The brightness of that beam of light could probably have illuminated half of Bei'an City.

Qin Ning squinted, silently sighing to himself.

Even though he had shielded himself from the beam of light that shot into the sky, faint, long white streaks of light still remained in his vision.

Boom!

Boom!

Qin Ning used his single leg to strike the pale golden light barrier in front of him, breaking it open. He then gave Qin Li a wink, and the two of them split into two groups, heading towards Master Wang, who was still wailing.

The best outcome would be to kill him before he arrives.

Otherwise, even though I didn't recognize the killer move I used, it would be troublesome if it got out.

The withered, single leg slammed into his temple with tremendous force. Master Wang's ears twitched, and his body leaned back. To Qin Ning's surprise, he managed to dodge the attack.

"Kid, you think you can get away with this... Hiss, you beast!"

Master Wang used his sense of direction to dodge the attack and then mobilized his internal energy to protect his chest, abdomen, head, and neck.

As a result, the little black cat silently approached his feet, its sharp claws extending, and in an instant, five bloody marks appeared on Master Wang's ankle.

The deepest one is so deep that you can even see the bones and tendons inside.

Master Wang flicked his wrist and waved his folding fan. Qin Li moved swiftly, but several hairs were still shaved off her tail.

Taking advantage of this opening, a green bamboo pen appeared in his palm. Using literary energy as ink, he swung it through the air, and three characters for "heal" floated towards his eyes and ankles respectively.

The abilities of a sixth-rank Confucian scholar are unrelated to wind, and he has never been seen controlling the wind with words before, so... Qin Ning's gaze focused on the folding fan.

The "Missing My Family" campaign has been launched again.

Instantly, tears streamed down Master Wang's face. The pain that had just subsided returned as the tears soaked his eyes, and he couldn't help but gasp, a sobbing sound escaping his throat.

Seeing this, Qin Ning threw his one leg at the opponent, hitting him squarely in the face.

On the other side, he winked at the little black cat, then leaped forward, spreading his five fingers into claws to create chaos and give Qin Li an opportunity to snatch the fan.

Hearing the familiar sound of wind breaking, even though he was in excruciating pain, Master Wang still forced himself to turn his head to avoid it.

The strange, shriveled stick was exceptionally sturdy, able to withstand the wind rope without leaving a mark, so he naturally tried to avoid a head-on confrontation with it.

"This lad is too strange. We can't do anything today. Perhaps I should retreat for now."

The series of defeats, coupled with two inexplicable emotional outbursts, had already made Master Wang consider giving up.

He listened to the wind and dodged the sound of the "stick" breaking the wind. He then noticed five thin gusts of wind surging in front of him. In his confused state, he assumed it was the black fox and, almost instinctively, flicked his wrist and swung out several wind ropes.

Swish—Sizzle!

As the wind rope slid across the ground, the sound of flesh tearing through flesh rang out, and Master Wang couldn't help but smirk.

However, before his smile could last even a moment longer, the familiar pain returned to his wrist.

"You beast!" Master Wang's wail was mournful and desperate.

Inside the courtyard.

A bloodstain appeared on Qin Ning's right shoulder, the blood flowing down his forearm and finally dripping down his little finger to his feet, leaving a shallow dent.

The little black cat on his left shoulder held a folding fan in its mouth, its little tail wagging happily.

Taking the fan from Qin Li's mouth, their energy intertwined, and a fleeting look of surprise flashed across Qin Ning's eyes, who had only intended to take a look.

The folding fan contains a built-in array, making it a magical artifact of the Yin-Yang school.

But the inscriptions and seals on the formation look so familiar... Isn't this the drawing method of many talismans such as the Wind-Fixing Talisman, Wind-Controlling Talisman, and Gale Talisman of my Taoist sect?

Qin Ning tried to manipulate the array within the folding fan according to his own understanding.

Call ~

As a gentle breeze swept by, a tornado appeared beside Master Wang.