Go and capture those thirty-six fierce villains.

The light from the torch paled in comparison to the bright daylight.

"Take good care of the children!"

Qin Ning spoke urgently, gave Huang Mu a briefing, and then leaped onto the treetop beside him.

To be honest, when he turned his back to the light source, his first thought was that the little princess had used the Blazing Flame Talisman.

But when I saw it with my own eyes, I was stunned.

Although the light source was bright, it was not a pillar-shaped beam shooting into the sky, and although it was located in the south of the city, it was not in the direction of the inner city of the Prince's Palace.

That location... the Mo Family's Heavenly Crafting Tower?!

Qin Ning narrowed his eyes, and the little black cat on his shoulder had its pupils shrink to slits.

The light source is hemispherical, and although it is mainly white, it shimmers with tiny, refracted seven colors and is constantly moving, just like... a dazzling light bulb?!

"What is this thing?"

Qin Ning murmured to himself, but before he could react, dark cracks appeared on the "light ball".

No, it's not a crack... that black line is binding the light source!

The distance was too far for Qin Ning to see clearly, but as the black lines increased, the light source was obviously shrinking.

Soon, the light around Qin Ning faded, and the treetops returned to complete darkness, with only occasional cool breezes blowing. The torch under the tree still glowed faintly.

Qin Ning leaped down and saw Huang Mu covering the child's eyes, so he held the child in his arms.

"Young Master Qin, what has happened?"

"I don't know, but the location is in the Mo Family's Heavenly Craftsmanship Building... Maybe they've developed some strange ink artifacts again." Qin Ning had a vague premonition that this matter might be related to the great evil in the Mo Family's Heavenly Craftsmanship Building.

He simply declined to reveal the details.

"By the way, has the Mo Family's Heavenly Craftsmanship Tower ever caused such a commotion before?"

Qin Ning inquired.

Huang Mu scratched his head somewhat awkwardly: "Lord Qin, I haven't even stayed in Bei'an City for more than a few days..."

"I forgot you're from out of town too..." Qin Ning coughed lightly. "Let's go back to our base first."

......

The Sichen Guard's garrison.

After settling the child in, Qin Ning found Wang Bian, who was on night duty, and asked him the same question again.

Wang Bian looked thoughtful and thought for a long time before saying, "I vaguely remember that when I was a child, there was often a lot of noise around Tiangonglou. Once there was even a violent explosion... When I was eight years old, I saw the building flying in the sky for the first time!"

However, it seems that after I came of age, the Tiangong Tower basically stopped making any big moves. I suppose they must have perfected some kind of countermeasures within the tower.

I've never seen a building fly in the sky before... Qin Ning picked up her tea and took a sip, her fingertips tapping lightly on the armrest.

He was still curious about this matter. Although he didn't have the strength to deal with the evil creature at the moment, it was better to know something in advance as a precaution.

"My lord, if you really want to know, why not ask Gui Muku tomorrow? Given his attitude towards you, it shouldn't be too difficult for him to look up some files."

Wang Bian carefully considered his suggestion.

"Okay, you go on night duty. I'll sit here for a while."

After Wang Bian withdrew, Qin Ning finished his tea and was about to get up and return to the back hall when Qin Li suddenly spoke.

"Qin Ning, you haven't gone to see that strange fish yet."

Oh right, there's this one thing I need to do... Ugh, even though my job pays well, is easy, and is close to home, why do I feel so tired every day?

"Let's go, where are your friends?"

The little black cat darted to the courtyard, leaped onto the roof, and let out a soft meow. A response immediately came from the corner.

She replied, "They brought the strange fish over; it's in the alley not far away. But Big Yellow is a bit poisoned because it carried the strange fish in its mouth. Qin Ning, you need to go and save it quickly."

"..."

"Thanks to our ancestors for evolving hands..." Qin Ning got up and left the Sichen Guard's garrison with the little black cat.

......

The Mo Family's Heavenly Craftsmanship Building has nine underground floors.

Fine cracks appeared on the heavy metal door, and several of the black chains that originally spanned the entire space broke.

Countless intricate gears were scattered randomly on the scorched ground.

Ninth Elder Nan Tie, his upper body muscles bulging, his clothes bursting open, leaned against the metal gate, panting heavily.

"Huff...huff, damn it, is that thing inside in heat lately? It's making more and more noise."

Beside him, a stern-faced giant dressed in coarse linen clothes silently stared at the metal gate before him, holding an ink cartridge-like object in his right hand. Countless black lines extended from the ink cartridge and disappeared into the interior of the metal gate.

Behind the leader, a group of Mo family elders, led by the muscular old man, stood quietly, their eyes fixed on the black lines and the gate with tense expressions.

After a long while, the black lines retracted from the metal gate and returned entirely to the ink cartridge in the giant's hand.

"Alright, I've reinforced and refined the restrictions inside again, so there shouldn't be any more riots for a while... However, this isn't a long-term solution, and we still need to find out the cause."

The leader turned to face the crowd and gave instructions in a deep voice.

The muscular old man: "Master, is it really impossible to kill this ferocious beast?"

"It's not that we can't, it's that we're incapable of doing it."

Nan Tie, catching his breath, looked up and said, "Third Brother, you know these things. Apart from the Taoist sects back then who had the means to convert them, even if our families manage to eradicate them, these ghostly things will suddenly reappear from some corner."

Therefore, we each had no choice but to expend a great deal of manpower and resources to find these things and seal them away or suppress them.

Upon hearing this, the muscular old man sighed deeply, silently retreated into the crowd, and remained silent.

The leader's gaze swept over the crowd and landed on a thin man with extremely dark circles under his eyes.

"However, this trouble isn't all bad. Thirteen, I remember the artifact we're researching requires the assistance of this monstrous offspring to be mass-produced, right?"

The gaunt man nodded, a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes.

"Master, you mean...?"

"That's right. Its outburst just now resulted in countless offspring, which I've collected in this ink pouch."

As the giant spoke, he casually pulled out a gear and tossed it at the gaunt man.

The other person caught it with both hands, and after a brief examination, their shoulders began to tremble violently.

"Excellent! Excellent! My research has already succeeded, but I've always been limited by the supply of raw materials. Master, Third Brother, Ninth Brother, Thirteenth Brother, this time I'm afraid I'll become famous before you all, no, I'll be remembered for eternity before you all!"

The gaunt man shouted excitedly and ran out in a flash, clutching the gear ink sac.

"Isn't 'lasting fame' only for the dead?" Nan Tie scratched his arm, his eyes filled with doubt.

"He's probably too happy. Let him be."

Third Brother shook his head helplessly.

The leader once again instructed everyone to pay attention to the strange occurrences in the city recently, and then turned and left.

......

Qin Ning extracted the plague from Da Huang's body, gave him a few meat bones as a token of gratitude, and then returned to the Sichen Guard's garrison with the strange fish.

Upon investigation, it was found that the fish contained a large amount of toxins both inside and on its surface.

It could be said that this was a fish-shaped poison, and Qin Ning was quite surprised that it could survive.

Moreover, even after being out of the water for so long, the other party could still jump occasionally.

It's comparable to the legendary, most resilient fish.

"You don't even have a scar on your head, how come you're so resilient?"

Qin Ning muttered to himself, placed it into the prepared ceramic jar, and reached his hand into the water.

He was surprised to find that although the fish was full of poison, it was not soluble in water at all.