A person sacrifices himself to become a saint in a chaotic world of martial arts.

Ning Yuechan's face was almost transparent at this moment, and the burden brought on by the secret technique caused her meridians to throb with pain.

Faced with this fatal blow, she neither dodged nor avoided it; instead, a terrifying determination flashed in her eyes!

She poured all the remaining true energy in her body into the sword, and the long sword emitted a clear and melodious hum, its blade shining with a dazzling light. With unstoppable momentum, it slashed down fiercely at Yi Tianxing's head!

It was a fight to the death!

Yi Tianxing's pupils suddenly shrank to pinpoints!

He never expected that this young lady of the Ning family would be so fierce!

In a split second, the instinct to save one's life prevailed over everything else.

He let out a low growl of resentment, forcefully withdrawing the sickle he had already extended and holding it horizontally above his head to block.

clang--!!

A deafening clang of metal clashing rang out, sparks flying everywhere!

Yi Tianxing's momentary retreat caused his momentum to falter.

Ning Yuechan, however, pressed her advantage relentlessly. She mustered her inner energy and unleashed a torrent of sword energy, the dense, continuous sword light completely enveloping Yi Tianxing.

Yi Tianxing was forced to switch to full defense, struggling to defend himself. His sickle and hook danced like a blur of light and shadow, but he was still forced to retreat repeatedly by the sharp blade.

If you keep it for a long time, you will lose it!

Sizzle—!

With a muffled thud like tearing silk, Yi Tianxing's robes and protective inner energy were ripped open by the blade!

A deep, long wound cut diagonally from the left shoulder to the right abdomen, the skin and flesh rolled up, and blood gushing out!

He groaned and stumbled back seven or eight steps before finally regaining his balance, his face deathly pale.

Looking down at the hideous wound on his chest and feeling his strength and life force rapidly draining away, Yi Tianxing's face turned extremely ugly, a mixture of shock, anger, and disbelief.

He initially held Ning Yuechan in contempt, thinking that she was just a junior who had just entered the True Qi Realm, and how could her combat experience and ruthlessness compare to his own, an old hand.

Unexpectedly, it was he himself who was ultimately driven to the brink of despair and suffered severe injuries!

However… he was panting, his cold gaze piercing towards the other side.

Ning Yuechan's condition was even worse. Her body swayed slightly, her hand holding the knife trembled, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth. The powerful aura she had forcibly raised was rapidly receding like the tide.

Her secret technique is almost over!

If it's a one-on-one fight to the death, dragging it out until she's exhausted, victory will still be yours.

but……

Yi Tianxing listened intently and could hear faint shouts and hurried footsteps approaching from afar, closing in on Tongming Alley!

The people from the Garrison Command were eventually lured here!

If the fight continues, even if he manages to kill Ning Yuechan, he will have no chance of escaping the encirclement.

Today... I have no choice but to give up!

A surge of resentment gnawed at his heart like a venomous snake.

He turned his head sharply and looked into the darkness where the sound of the gong still came intermittently from Tongming Lane—his stupid subordinate was still being played like a headless fly, futilely chasing after the elusive sound.

That's it!

Yi Tianxing spat out a mouthful of blood, his gaze turning sinister as he gave Ning Yuechan one last, weak look before sweeping his eyes across the depths of the alley, burying his boundless resentment and murderous intent deep within his heart.

That damned gong-banging bailiff... and Ning Yuechan... I'll let you live a few more days!

He will surely come to take your lives one day!

Once he made up his mind, he didn't hesitate any longer. He forcefully gathered his remaining true energy and his figure shot backward into the shadows of the alleyway. In a few leaps, he disappeared among the buildings, and his men in black quickly followed.

......

"Phew, they're finally gone..."

In the dark alley corner, Su Bai stopped banging the gong, leaned against the cold, damp brick wall, and let out a long sigh of relief, his forehead covered with fine beads of cold sweat.

Don't be fooled by how he just used his familiarity with the terrain and the cover of darkness to outmaneuver the man in black, seemingly with complete ease.

But only he knew that his heart was constantly in his throat—once he was caught, he would be powerless to resist with his meager abilities.

Even though the man in black was severely injured and on the verge of death, he was still the most terrifying expert he had ever seen. Crushing him would be no more difficult than stepping on an insect.

When he first heard the sounds of fighting, he didn't even want to get involved and almost turned and ran away.

Until that hoarse "Chief Constable" reached my ears.

Chief Constable? That young woman?

Su Bai huddled in the shadows, her heart filled with doubt and uncertainty.

He could hardly imagine that the high and mighty person would be a young woman, and even more so, that she would be struggling in this dark alley in the dead of night.

Take a gamble...?

The pros and cons were rapidly weighed in my mind.

Finally, Su Bai gritted his teeth and reached for the bronze gong in his arms.

At this moment, the powerful enemy has fled, leaving only the thick, lingering stench of blood and the silence of survivors in the alley.

Su Bai still dared not show himself immediately. He held his breath and carefully struck the gong again.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

The sound of the gong echoed clearly through the empty alley.

"Alright, stop knocking." A clear, tired female voice interrupted him. "What's your name?"

Su Bai paused, looking up in the direction of the sound.

Just then, moonlight peeked through the clouds, casting a soft glow that illuminated the figure leaning against a sword not far away.

Ning Yuechan turned her face and looked in his direction.

With the help of this light, Su Bai finally saw her face clearly.

It wasn't the delicate and flamboyant kind of beauty, but rather sharp eyebrows, a straight nose, and eyes that, even when severely injured and exhausted, still shone like cold stars, exuding a compelling heroic spirit.

Yes, it might be odd to describe a woman as "handsome," but it's surprisingly fitting when used to describe her.

She was tall and slender, her black outfit torn in several places and soaked with dark red blood, clinging to her body and outlining her strong and powerful lines.

Although the battle was over, the chilling killing intent from the bloody fight lingered around her, making her look like a sharp blade that had just been sheathed and still carried the smell of blood.

Su Bai only dared to glance at him briefly before immediately emerging from the corner where he was hiding. He strode forward, stopped a few steps away, bowed his head, and clasped his hands in a gesture of utmost respect: "Su Bai, temporary night patrol officer of the South District Garrison, greets Your Excellency!"

Although he had just heard the title "Chief Constable," Su Bai was uneasy and dared not call him that rashly, for fear of making a mistake and bringing trouble upon himself.

Ning Yuechan did not respond immediately. Her gaze swept over Su Bai several times, her eyes almost tangible, carrying a scrutinizing and evaluative quality, making Su Bai feel as if she could see right through him.

After a moment, she spoke again, her voice still cold, but slightly softened: "You're not bad."

She changed the subject slightly, asking, "Martial Arts Level One... how come you're still working as a temporary servant?"

Upon hearing this, Su Bai felt a cold sweat break out on his back, and his heart tightened.

She could see right through me!

Such keen eyesight is truly terrifying.

He opened his mouth, unsure how to explain his predicament.

Fortunately, Ning Yuechan didn't seem to intend to delve into the matter. Seeing his silence, she looked away and asked, "What about the other officers on night patrol?"

This question made Su Bai break out in a cold sweat even more violently.