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

"Where do you think you're going!"

Luo Haoxuan's unexpected move even surprised Su Bai for a moment.

In a flash, he reacted immediately, his toes barely touching the ground as he shot out like an arrow, chasing after the fleeing figure.

Fortunately, Su Bai was already a master of the second realm of martial arts, with swift movements and a speed far beyond that of ordinary martial artists when he circulated his internal energy.

Previously, Luo Haoxuan hadn't even fully entered the threshold of the first realm of martial arts.

Even if they try their best now, how can they outrun Su Bai?

Swish-!

With a sharp sound of air being cut, Su Bai's heavy broadsword, carrying a fierce gust of wind, slashed straight at Luo Haoxuan's back from the side!

As Luo Haoxuan was fleeing for his life, he felt the hairs on the back of his head stand on end. A chilling premonition of death instantly gripped him, as if his very bones were being chilled.

This strike sealed off his left and right dodge angles, so fast that it filled him with despair!

"Get out of here—!"

In his desperate situation, Luo Haoxuan's eyes turned bloodshot, and he let out a beast-like roar.

The instinct for survival squeezed out the last bit of potential in his body at this moment, and a faint but real sense of energy suddenly exploded from his dantian and flowed to his limbs and bones!

He actually broke through the shackles on the brink of life and death and stepped into the threshold of the first realm of martial arts!

A look of wild joy flashed across Luo Haoxuan's face. Before he could savor the feeling of this breakthrough, he hurriedly turned around, mustered his newly generated inner strength, and crossed his arms, trying to block the deadly knife!

Puff-!

The dull thud of a sharp blade slicing through flesh and piercing bone abruptly broke the brief silence.

The ecstasy on Luo Haoxuan's face suddenly froze.

His eyes widened, his pupils filled with disbelief and astonishment. He slowly looked down at his heart—there, a blood-stained knife tip was protruding from his body, the cold touch instantly overwhelming all sensation.

Bang!

His body crashed heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust. Blood gushed out rapidly from beneath him, spreading a dark red stain on the rough ground.

Su Bai withdrew his broadsword expressionlessly, warm blood dripping from the blade's groove.

Even if one breaks through to the first realm of martial arts, so what?

In Su Bai's eyes, it was just a matter of putting in a little more effort.

Moreover, Luo Haoxuan had just broken through to the next level, yet he dared to try to disarm Bai Jia with his bare hands; he was simply courting death.

Just now, Su Bai had only suddenly poured his strength into his hands, increasing his speed by three points. The blade's momentum subtly changed, and he easily bypassed the opponent's blocking arms, stabbing into his heart with unparalleled precision.

"Luo Haoxuan, I'll take over your Fierce Tiger Gang." Su Bai's voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable chill.

Swish!

With another flash of light, Su Bai delivered a final blow without hesitation, completely extinguishing Luo Haoxuan's last glimmer of hope.

Luo Haoxuan's remaining consciousness rapidly dissipated. Before he died, his eyes, which were gradually losing their luster, stared intently at Su Bai, filled with overwhelming hatred and deep-seated fear.

All of this may sound like a long story, but in reality, the entire process, from pursuit to the killing of the enemy, took only a few breaths.

The officers from the Zhenfu Division who followed behind witnessed the lightning-fast killing. They all gasped in shock and exchanged horrified glances.

Boss Su was too ruthless and decisive. He's definitely not a novice; he's probably seen death many times before...

"How is that possible..."

Chen Dongquan, who was stunned on the spot, turned extremely ugly in an instant, staring intently at Luo Haoxuan's dead body.

He could clearly see that Luo Haoxuan's speed in turning around and the sudden surge of momentum at the end were definitely the manifestation of the first level of martial arts!

Even so, he was still killed swiftly and decisively by Su Bai with a single slash!

He had initially harbored some skepticism and disdain upon hearing that Su Bai had once defeated two martial arts masters from the Fierce Tiger Gang in a one-against-two battle.

At this moment, that sliver of hope was shattered by the undeniable facts before him.

Chen Dongquan's face darkened completely, and his eyes were filled with apprehension and undisguised resentment as he looked at Su Bai.

Just then, as if sensing something, Su Bai suddenly turned his head, his gaze as cold as lightning shooting straight at Chen Dongquan.

In an instant, Chen Dongquan felt a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head, as if he had been locked onto by some extremely dangerous entity. His hair stood on end, and cold sweat instantly soaked his inner shirt.

He hurriedly lowered his head, no longer daring to meet Su Bai's gaze, feeling as if that gaze were tangible, stinging his skin.

Seeing Chen Dongquan cower and lower his head, Su Bai ignored him and instead scanned the rest of the trembling, ashen-faced hooligans, raising his voice to shout:

"Luo Haoxuan is dead! Why don't you surrender immediately? Or do you want to be buried with him?"

Upon hearing this, the group of hooligans looked again at the still-warm body of their young gang leader on the ground.

The last shred of courage to resist vanished, and with a clang, the clubs and daggers in their hands fell to the ground.

One by one, they knelt down, covering their heads, and begged for mercy.

"Sun Hou, Lao Wang, Zheng Shijie," Su Bai called out to several of his trusted men, "you take your men and thoroughly search the inner rooms. The rest of you, tie up all these thugs and search the main hall inside and out, inch by inch, leaving no corner unchecked!"

"Yes, boss!"

All the constables responded in unison, their faces beaming with joy.

No need to fight desperately, just search and reap the benefits, how can you not be happy with such a cushy job?

Sun Hou and his companions were immediately energized and called to their friends. They pounced on the inner room that Luo Haoxuan had fled to like wolves and tigers.

That's the secret hideout of the young leader of the Fierce Tiger Gang; there must be some good stuff there!

Once all the ruffians in the hall were securely tied up and piled up in the corner like bundles of harvested rice, Su Bai raised his voice again to give the order:

"Alright, some of you stay here to continue the search, be thorough! The rest of you, follow me!"

His voice was steady and left no room for doubt.

Although a general distribution plan had been agreed upon beforehand, some things could easily go wrong if one wasn't personally present to oversee them.

Moreover, the real big stuff—the Tiger Gang's savings accumulated over the years and the gang leader Luo Yonghu's private stash—is probably all with Luo Yonghu himself.

Su Bai pondered this in his mind, and then walked outside.

I wonder if Li Chatou has successfully captured Luo Yonghu?

However, I don't think there should be any major problems.

Luo Yonghu was already old and his health was failing; he was no longer as brave as he used to be. Moreover, today's attack was a long-planned surprise attack by the Zhenfu Division, which caught him completely off guard.

Meanwhile, in another, more spacious but also more chaotic inner courtyard of the Tiger Gang's mansion.

"Li Cha Tou! Why go to such lengths! Why must you exterminate my Fierce Tiger Gang!"

Luo Yong, his beard and hair bristling, wielded a heavy broadsword with incredible speed, parrying Li Chatou's relentless attacks.

He growled under his breath, attempting a final negotiation: "If you're willing to show mercy and spare the lives of my Tiger Gang, I, Luo Yonghu, swear to heaven that I will repay you handsomely in the future!"

At first glance, the two seemed evenly matched, their swords flashing and their movements intertwined.

But anyone with a discerning eye could see that Luo Yonghu was already at his limit, and his defeat was only a matter of time.

With each parry, the muscles in his arm trembled slightly, clearly indicating that he was running out of strength and was only holding on with sheer courage and experience.