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

Just one strike.

The madam was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the railing behind her with a crisp crack as the railing snapped.

She collapsed to the ground, blood gushing from her mouth. She struggled a few times, but ultimately could not get up.

After dealing with the madam, Su Bai dusted off non-existent dust from his hands, summoned several constables to keep a close watch on her, and then turned and ran upstairs—where, from the direction of Chief Constable Xing, came the sounds of fierce fighting.

As the stronghold of the Reincarnation Sect's heretics, Chunxiang Pavilion's madam is definitely a prominent figure.

However, when it comes to overall coordination, it is very likely that someone else is in charge.

Fourth floor.

A fierce battle is taking place at this moment.

Inside the spacious hall, tables and chairs were overturned, and broken porcelain was scattered all over the floor.

A master of the Yi Jin Jing level of the Lun Zhuan sect is being besieged by Xing Huai'an and a senior constable sent by the General Constable.

Swords flashed and shadows danced, energy surged everywhere, and the air itself seemed to be torn apart.

"Lord Xing! Su Bai has arrived!"

Following the sound, Su Bai glanced around and instantly understood the battle situation.

Without hesitation, he drew his sword, shouted, and charged forward.

Of course—he won't reveal his true strength at the Yi Jin Jing level yet.

He's even a little afraid of being summoned by Ning Yuechan again.

Reaching the Body Refining Realm quickly was nothing in Ning Yuechan's eyes.

But what happens next?

The third realm, the fourth realm, the fifth realm...

I'm afraid Ning Yuechan will be tempted then.

Thinking of this, Su Bai secretly made up his mind that he must find a cultivation technique that could conceal his own cultivation level as soon as possible.

Now, with Su Bai's addition, the battle situation has instantly shifted.

This sorcerer of the Reincarnation Cult was already struggling, and now with an additional force, he was even more difficult to resist.

The flashing blades formed a net, completely enveloping him.

Finally, not long after.

Under the combined attack of the three, the demon's weapon was knocked away, and he staggered. Xing Huai'an struck him on the back of the neck with a palm strike, causing him to faint on the spot.

"Tie him up!" Xing Huai'an shouted.

Several constables immediately stepped forward and quickly tied the man up.

At this point, all the people from Chunxianglou—some were arrested, some were killed, and none escaped.

This encirclement and suppression operation was successfully completed.

"Very good!" Xing Huai'an sheathed his sword, turned around, and looked at Su Bai with a satisfied smile. "Chief Su, you deserve the greatest credit for today's encirclement and suppression!"

He strode forward and patted Su Bai's shoulder forcefully, his hand thick and strong.

"It is all thanks to Lord Xing's proper command that I was able to achieve this. I dare not claim credit." Su Bai clasped his hands in a fist salute, bowed slightly, and adopted a humble attitude.

"Hmm." Xing Huai'an nodded, his eyes showing more approval. "It's good that the young man is not arrogant or impatient."

"Issue the order—take everyone from Chunxiang Pavilion to the prison, keep them under strict guard, and interrogate them one by one. Do not let a single member of the Reincarnation Cult escape! Leave a portion of people behind to seal off Chunxiang Pavilion and conduct a thorough search, leaving no corner unchecked!"

"Yes, sir!"

The servants responded in unison, their voices echoing throughout the building.

Things went very smoothly, and Su Bai was in an exceptionally good mood.

As he instructed his men to continue the search, his gaze slowly swept over the crowd of people being escorted from Chunxianglou.

In the crowd, a familiar figure came into view—Wang Anhua.

This young master Wang had already been taken downstairs and was squatting in the crowd with his head in his hands, his face pale, his body trembling slightly, looking utterly disheveled.

Su Bai smiled and walked over.

"Young Master Wang." He stopped in front of Wang Anhua, looking down at him. "I'm so sorry to have startled you today."

As he spoke, he bent down and patted Wang Anhua's shoulder with a light touch.

Wang Anhua suddenly looked up and saw that it was Su Bai. A complex expression instantly welled up in his eyes—fear, gratitude, and lingering fear intertwined.

"Lord Su...Lord Su!" His voice trembled, and he stammered, "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you for sparing my life today! Rest assured, sir, I, Wang Anhua, will definitely avoid you from now on! The money I promised you before, I will definitely deliver!"

He spoke urgently, cold sweat pouring down his forehead.

"Oh—" Su Bai waved his hand, "No need to thank me, you're too kind. As for the money, no need."

The refusal was swift and decisive.

He's not so despicable as to be greedy for money.

"This..." Wang Anhua was taken aback, his expression shifting from fear to confusion, then quickly becoming obsequious. "My lord, this is something I truly wanted to give you..."

"Hmm?" Su Bai raised an eyebrow, his eyes suddenly sharpening, his tone as stern as frost. "I said no, and that's final. You think you can bribe me?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Wang Anhua trembled with fear, his knees buckling and he nearly collapsed to the ground. He quickly changed his tune, "I won't see you off! I won't see you off!"

"Hmm?" Su Bai turned his body away halfway and then turned back, his brows furrowing even more. "You think you can just refuse to see me off like this?"

"Huh?" Wang Anhua was completely dumbfounded, his expression a complex mix of emotions—first bewilderment, then realization, then terror, the various expressions rapidly shifting across his face. "My lord, I'll send it right away! I'll have someone deliver it to your residence immediately!"

"Who said I wanted it?" Su Bai's eyes widened, his gaze sharp as knives. "If you dare to send it, I'll throw you in jail right now!"

That gaze was terrifyingly cold. Wang Anhua felt a chill run down his spine and straight to the top of his head. His legs went weak, and this time he truly knelt down.

"Yes, yes, yes! I'll do whatever you say, sir! I'll obey you completely!" His voice trembled, his forehead pressed against the ground, not daring to look up.

"That's right." Su Bai nodded in satisfaction, a smile playing on his lips. He straightened up, turned, and left.

Behind him, Wang Anhua let out a long sigh of relief, his whole body almost collapsing to the ground, his back soaked with cold sweat.

......

All the staff of Chunxianglou were quickly sent to prison by the Zhenfu Division.

This is a protracted trial.

The torches crackled in the cold, damp cell.

The constables worked in shifts day and night, first investigating suspects one by one based on clues gathered by the Zhenfu Division.

Every suspect's whereabouts, who they met, what they said, and what they did every day were all recorded.

Then, the constables meticulously examined the mountain of confessions, comparing and scrutinizing each word and sentence to find every possible flaw.

If there was even the slightest discrepancy, the questioning would be brought up again to ensure that everyone's testimony matched perfectly.

During this period, some underhanded tactics will naturally be employed.

Next is the whistleblowing system.

If someone surrenders themselves and also reports others, they can receive a lighter sentence.

Under immense pressure, someone finally couldn't take it anymore.

The first to speak was a pimp from Chunxianglou. He knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face, and confessed to his crime of delivering messages for the Reincarnation Church, while also accusing three of his accomplices.

Once you have the first one, the rest will be much easier.

It was like a breach in a dam; the subsequent interrogation proceeded with unstoppable force.

In order to protect themselves and gain merit, the accused person implicated even more people.