High-level martial arts: Long spear with black flames to suppress demons.

Two hours later.

It was already midnight.

Inside a quiet rest room at the Shiping District Zhenyesi branch.

Shen Chang'an leaned back on the soft sofa, holding a steaming cup of black coffee in his hand, idly scrolling through his phone.

The corridor outside was still a scene of bustling activity. The emergency lights of the medical team were still on, and Liu Feng, Wang Lei, and Chen Meng, the three seriously injured lamplighters, were still receiving emergency treatment inside. Especially Liu Feng, although his severed arm could not be saved, his life was at least saved.

Not long after, the door to the lounge was pushed open.

Director Ma walked in, sporting heavy dark circles under his eyes and looking exhausted.

"Brother Shen, thank you so much for today. If you hadn't arrived so quickly, our Shiping District would probably have been completely wiped out today." Director Ma walked quickly to Shen Chang'an, bowed solemnly, and said with a tone full of lingering fear and apology, "I'm so sorry to have troubled you to come all the way from Qingzhou District so late at night."

"Director Ma, you're too kind. We're just colleagues; it's my job."

Shen Chang'an put down his coffee cup and then asked.

"But I'm quite curious, how did these two fourth-realm demons, which are so large, manage to lurk under your noses for so long?"

Hearing this, Director Ma sighed and rubbed his face heavily: "Brother Shen, you don't know this. These two beasts have been secretly causing trouble in our Shiping District for the past two weeks. They are very cunning, and they always clean up their messes very thoroughly, leaving not even a trace of evil energy behind."

"Our branch's telescope has been practically useless for the past two weeks; we simply can't track their location."

Director Ma gritted his teeth, a hint of hatred flashing in his eyes.

"Until two days ago, they couldn't resist attacking several civilians returning home late, causing injuries and deaths, which gave them away. We finally managed to corner them in that unfinished villa area today. Who knew..."

Who knew that these two demons were not only at the fourth level, but also so powerful in combat that they almost killed the three lantern bearers in Shiping District.

Shen Chang'an nodded knowingly and continued, "How's the interrogation going? Have you found out which route they came from?"

"The interrogation department at the bureau is using torture overnight."

Director Ma replied.

"The Soul-Locking Nails sealed their cultivation, so now they're like meat on a chopping board. However, the demons of the Fourth Realm are quite stubborn; it will probably take some time to pry them open."

"Okay, as long as you understand." Shen Chang'an nodded.

"Brother Shen, you should rest for now. There's still a lot of mess to clean up and the families of the wounded to appease. I need to go and take care of things. If you need anything, just call someone outside."

After thanking him again, Director Ma hurriedly left the lounge.

After Director Ma left, Shen Chang'an picked up his phone and opened the Zhenye Division's internal WeChat group.

The group chat was buzzing with excitement, mostly with discussions about the attack on Shiping District by monsters from the Four Realms that night.

A message popped up prominently, and it even tagged him.

Fang Zhuo: @Qingzhou District - Shen Chang'an. Chang'an, well done tonight. Liu Feng and the other two are seriously injured, and Shiping District is currently lacking in high-end combat capabilities, which could easily lead to trouble. I have already transferred a special operations team and two Fourth Realm Lantern Bearers from the Municipal Bureau to replace them. Before the reinforcements arrive, I would appreciate it if you could stay in Shiping District for a few hours to stabilize the situation.

Shen Chang'an moved his fingers and replied briefly with two words: Received.

I had just finished replying to the group chat when my phone vibrated again.

This time it was an internal group chat among a few people from Qingzhou District.

Baiyin sent a cute "kitten peeking out from behind a wall, secretly observing" emoji, followed by a voice message: "Boss, boss, how's it going on your end? Are you having a big spree? Meow!"

Li Xiwan quickly followed up with a message: "Are you alright? Did the mission go smoothly?"

Seeing these two girls staying up late in the group chat, a faint smile appeared on Shen Chang'an's face.

He pressed the voice button and replied in a relaxed tone, "It's nothing serious, just two slightly larger rats and a snake. It's been taken care of. We're waiting for the city bureau to come and hand over the duties here. You guys go back to sleep; you have to go to work tomorrow."

After sending the voice message, Shen Chang'an tossed his phone onto the table, closed his eyes, and began to rest.

Time passed by, second by second.

It was past 3 a.m.

As several blinding beams of headlights pierced the night sky above the Shiping District branch, the support team dispatched by the Municipal Bureau finally arrived.

The two guardians of the four realms leading the team quickly entered the branch and conducted a brief handover of defense duties with Shen Chang'an.

After confirming that the defensive array in Shiping District was back in operation and that the high-end combat forces were in place, Shen Chang'an stretched and walked out of the gate of the Shiping District Town Night Division.

With a deep engine roar, the motorcycle, like a black lightning bolt, sped into the vast night, heading back towards Qingzhou District.

The next morning.

Shen Chang'an woke up to a series of phone vibrations.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes, sat up from his single bed in the basement dormitory, picked up his phone, and opened the internal group chat of the Night Town Division.

The group chat is currently flooded with messages of "Received".

Shen Chang'an scrolled up and saw that it was the latest announcement from the Municipal Public Security Bureau's United Front Work Center. The incident last night in Shiping District, where demons from the four realms lurked, was not an isolated case. Recently, it seemed that a hidden illegal force, including roaming demons and underground evil cultivators, had been secretly operating within the Beijiang City area.

The municipal bureau issued a strict order.

All district and county branches are required to immediately intensify their investigations into any abnormal spiritual energy fluctuations within their jurisdictions. Simultaneously, starting today, the second district-wide registration of cultivators for the year will be fully launched. Each branch must rigorously verify the lists of cultivators from previous years, conduct surprise visits, and ensure that all unregistered, unregistered cultivators are identified.

Shen Chang'an yawned and casually replied with two words in the group chat: Received.

As soon as he switched out of the large group chat, another private message popped up on his WeChat.

From the liaison officer:

Good morning, Team Leader Shen. Last night's cross-regional support mission to Shiping District has been settled and classified. This mission was assessed as Level B in terms of danger.

The mission rewards have been distributed: 2,000 Town Night Division internal contribution points and a cash bonus of 2 million Great Xia Coins have been deposited into your personal account. Please check.

For him now, two million in worldly wealth is nothing special; it's enough for daily meals and gaming. But those two thousand contribution points are a truly valuable asset.

"Adding the basic salary and hard-earned bonus I just received yesterday... my total contribution points have now reached 14,000."

Shen Chang'an did the mental calculations and nodded in satisfaction.