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

As soon as he arrived at the Zhenfu Division, the guards on duty at the gate quickly came up to him and said that Lord Xing had sent someone to summon him.

Su Bai nodded slightly and walked straight inside.

As he passed through the courtyard, several constables were gathered together talking in hushed tones. When they saw him pass by, they all stopped talking, their eyes filled with a sense of awe.

This is his current status.

Su Bai knocked on the door and stepped inside.

Not only was Xing Huai'an inside, but also Li Cha Tou and Wang Cha Tou were there.

"Lord Su." Upon seeing this, the two constables quickly clasped their hands in a salute to Su Bai.

Su Bai nodded and looked at Xing Huai'an.

"Lord Xing." Su Bai clasped his hands in a gesture of respect.

"Brother Su, you're too kind." Xing Huai'an sat behind the desk with his usual smile on his face, but the smile froze as soon as it reached his lips, and then his expression became somewhat serious.

He gestured for Su Bai to sit down, lowering his voice slightly: "An Wuyu has appeared in Tongming Lane."

"What? What a coincidence?" Su Bai was stunned, his brows furrowed, and he looked at the other person in disbelief.

Xing Huai'an nodded and tapped his fingers lightly twice on the table:

"They must have been here for a few days. They killed a scoundrel and raped his wife. An Wuyu was hiding there, and it was only when the gang members went looking for him that they found him."

As he spoke, he leaned forward slightly and recounted in detail what had happened.

It is said that five ruffians were on their way to find the ruffian who was already dead.

It was a low-lying, dilapidated shantytown with narrow alleys, mottled earthen walls on both sides, and a damp, musty smell that permeated the air year-round.

The five men pushed open the courtyard gate, cursing and swearing. Before they could even see what was inside, a cold glint of light flashed in their faces.

The screams were cut short as the four men collapsed in pools of blood. Only one of them, who was quick on his feet, scrambled out of the alley, his face ashen and his body trembling. It took him a long time to finally manage to speak.

At first, they didn't know it was An Wuyu, but they found out after Li Chatou led the team to check.

Li Chatou squatted beside the corpse, examining the wounds, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper.

He went back into the house to search and found several wads of blood-stained cotton cloth and half a packet of wound medicine in a broken earthenware jar under the bed; the powder was still fresh.

It was obvious that the person hiding had suffered a serious injury.

The wounds on the bodies of those dead ruffians were also caused by sharp swords, with clean cuts and ruthless force, which was definitely not something an ordinary ruffian could do.

Based on the last person's testimony, all the corresponding information confirmed that it was An Wuyu.

The survivor was still trembling as he described the man's appearance—thick eyebrows, a square face, an old scar on the corner of his left eye, and eyes like a wolf's.

However, An Wuyu has already fled after killing a few hooligans, and no one knows where he is.

After Xing Huai'an finished speaking, the room fell into a brief silence.

"The only good news is that An Wuyu couldn't kill all five hooligans in one go, which means his injuries must be quite serious. This is a good opportunity." Xing Huai'an said, leaning forward slightly, tapping his fingers lightly on the table, his gaze sweeping over the three faces.

"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If we can seize it, we will not only gain merit, but also the Li family's reward and favor." He paused, lowered his voice, and said with a hint of seduction.

Upon hearing this, Su Bai and the two constables were both intrigued.

Li, the constable, clenched his fists instinctively, his Adam's apple bobbing; Wang, the constable, squinted his eyes.

The group exchanged glances, a thought flashing through their minds simultaneously—if they were true Qi Realm experts, they would never let the last ruffian escape.

Even experts at the sixth level of the Divine Power Realm would not experience this situation.

It can be said that An Wuyu's strength is at its absolute lowest point.

The sooner you find it, the more likely you are to successfully claim the credit.

A few birds chirped outside the window, and sunlight slanted into the room, casting bright spots of light on the floor.

But the light couldn't penetrate their hearts; instead, it reflected the barely suppressed eagerness in their eyes.

……

As Su Bai and his team intensified their search, many figures in official uniforms appeared in the streets and alleys of the southern city.

The constables, in groups of three or five, went from house to house questioning people, not even sparing the most secluded alleyways and corners.

Meanwhile, not far from the home of the murdered rogue in Tongming Lane, in an inconspicuous bungalow, the doors and windows were tightly closed, letting in very little light.

The house originally belonged to a widow with a son, but the mother and son had already died.

The woman lay by the stove, a pool of dark red blood beneath her already dried, her eyes still open, staring blankly at the ceiling; the seven or eight-year-old child was curled up at the foot of the bed, his face ashen, with a deep ligature mark on his neck.

An Wuyu sat on the edge of the bed, the cloth wrapped around his chest seeping with yellowish-brown medicine stains and fresh blood.

His face was pale, his brows were furrowed, and he pressed his palm against the wound, feeling the strange, chaotic flow of internal energy within his body. The pain made his lips twitch.

Several empty medicine bottles and wads of blood-stained cotton cloth were lying on the floor beside the bed, and the air was filled with a mixture of blood and putrid stench.

"Damn it, what bad luck! I forgot to bring the medicine." He cursed through gritted teeth, raised his hand to look at it, and saw fresh blood on his fingertips. He shook his hand irritably and wiped it on the hem of his clothes.

His gaze swept around the room, finally settling on the widow's corpse.

He stood up, walked over and kicked the woman's leg; the body was already stiff and motionless.

"We can only hide here for a few days at most; we must move to another location."

"Damn it, it's all that woman's fault. She was so fierce. Otherwise, she could have recovered some strength. Damn it!" An Wuou glanced regretfully at the widow's dead back and let out a cold snort.

He was crippled back then, so it's practically impossible for him to ever reach the True Qi Realm again in this lifetime.

In the end, he relied on a cultivation technique to return to the True Qi Realm.

And so, a new world was opened to him.

This time,

He was severely injured by the Li family's experts and went through great hardships to escape from the Zhenfu Division of the prefecture.

We had to hide and evade along the way, and our wounds had reopened several times. It was a miracle that we were able to get here alive.

I chose this place because I had been here before, so I'm quite familiar with it.

Moreover, he knew the situation of the Zhenfu Division here—two useless errand boys, one useless clerk, and a newly promoted reserve clerk.

This strength is considered below average in the entire Fenjiang County.

But unexpectedly, everything is going wrong for him now.

Thinking of this, he sat back down on the edge of the bed, looked down at the wound on his chest, and pressed it lightly with his fingers, gasping in pain.

"It's all that old bastard Li's fault. If only I hadn't been injured so badly. Otherwise, I would have stormed into the Southern Garrison Command and started a massacre right now, so that those idiots in the prefectural government would know what happens when they mess with me."

He spoke fiercely, clenching his fist, but as soon as he exerted force, a sharp pain shot through his wound, forcing him to loosen his grip and lean back against the headboard to catch his breath.

Now, he can only focus on recovering from his injuries. Once he's better, he'll launch another attack and seize some supplies before leaving, letting Fenjiang County know that An Wuyu is not someone to be trifled with.