If I, a death row inmate, am not to become a demon, am I to become a member of the Imperial Guard?

The Niu Mansion is located in the most prosperous area of ​​Jianghuai City, with its vermilion gates and high walls, exuding an extraordinary grandeur.

Zhou Yang, dressed in a brand-new flying fish robe and with an embroidered spring knife at his waist, swaggered to the door.

The two gatekeeper servants looked him up and down, and seeing that he was a stranger, they lazily stretched out their hands.

"Stop right there, what are you doing?"

"Do you have a visiting card?"

Zhou Yang was too lazy to waste words.

"Do the Imperial Guards need official visiting cards to investigate cases?"

He raised his foot and kicked the vermilion gate of the Niu mansion hard.

As the internal force spread, the two heavy door panels shattered into a shower of wood chips that flew into the courtyard.

The loud noise startled the entire Niu family mansion.

Niu San was in the courtyard, embracing two maids, boasting to others about how he got Zhou Yang into a death row cell.

Upon hearing the sound, he flew into a rage and stormed out with a group of wicked servants.

"Who the hell dares to demolish my Niu Mansion!"

When Niu San saw that the person who came was Zhou Yang, he was stunned for a moment, and then burst into a morbid laugh.

"Hahaha! You bastard, you're really tough!"

"What, you crawled out of death row? Got it all, and now you're begging for mercy?"

Behind him, more than ten servants at the Body Refinement Realm grinned and surrounded him, each clenching their fists and cracking their knuckles.

Zhou Yang advanced instead of retreating.

He used the "Chaotic Void Step" technique, his figure turning into a blur as he moved freely through the crowd.

The servants' fists, feet, and swords couldn't even touch the hem of his clothes.

"Is that all you've got?"

Zhou Yang got tired of playing.

He channeled his inner strength into his fists, unleashing a sweeping attack with the "Mighty Bull Demon Fist."

Bang bang bang!

More than ten servants were struck as if by a battering ram, coughing up blood and flying backward, crashing into the wall and the ground, instantly losing their fighting ability.

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Yang appeared in front of Niu San.

Before Niu San's maniacal laughter had faded, he felt a chill on his waistband.

Zhou Yang reached out and pulled.

His brocade trousers slipped down to his ankles.

"you!"

Niu San was both shocked and furious, his face turning a deep liver color.

Just then, a deep voice came from the inner courtyard.

"Who are you, and why are you causing trouble at my residence!"

A middle-aged man in a brocade robe led an elderly man in gray out quickly.

The middle-aged man was the head of the Niu family, Niu San's father.

The gray-robed old man behind him had bulging temples and a steady aura, clearly a master of the Hundred Battles Realm.

When the head of the Niu family saw the mess in the courtyard and his son with his bare bottom exposed, his face turned ashen.

He pointed at Zhou Yang and said coldly to the gray-robed old man behind him.

"Guest Zhao, help me acquire this young man; the price is negotiable!"

"Yes, Master."

Zhao Keqing took a step forward, forming a pincer movement with the Niu family head, and the pressure of two Hundred Battles Realm experts pressed down on Zhou Yang at the same time.

Zhou Yang stood still, motionless, and even yawned.

Even when the two of them joined forces, their combined strength was still less than that of Qin Shuang alone.

Seeing Zhou Yang's extraordinary aura, the head of the Niu family suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice.

"My son, Niu Feng, is a disciple of the Qingcheng Sect, and a fellow disciple of Commander Li of the Jinyiwei (Imperial Guard) of Anyang County!"

"You must be an official yourself. Please give the Niu family some face and let this matter drop, how about it?"

He tried to use his connections to intimidate people.

Zhou Yang picked at his ear.

"Are you done talking?"

The head of the Niu family stiffened, realizing that threats were ineffective, and immediately switched to bribery.

"It is my son's fault for not recognizing your greatness and offending you, sir!"

"I am willing to offer five thousand taels of silver as an apology to you, sir!"

Zhou Yang's eyes lit up when he heard the word "money".

"Five thousand taels?"

He patted Niu San's face with the scabbard of his embroidered spring knife.

"You gave the magistrate five thousand taels of silver just to kill me."

"You want to buy my life now, or at this price?"

"Who are you looking down on?"

The head of the Niu family looked grim.

"So, what does Your Excellency wish to do?"

"It's very simple."

Zhou Yang grinned.

"Add more money."

"Or, I can kill you all and take it from your storeroom myself."

"you!"

The head of the Niu family was so angry that he laughed instead.

"Arrogant! Guest Elder Zhao, make your move!"

Zhao Keqing had been waiting for this moment. Upon hearing this, he transformed into a gray shadow, his five fingers forming a claw, and went straight for Zhou Yang's throat.

Zhou Yang neither dodged nor avoided, but instead went to meet him.

"Mighty Bull Demon Fist!"

Zhou Yang shouted, but did not throw a punch.

He incorporated the explosive essence of his fist techniques into his sword moves, using his body as the axis to unleash a domineering sword beam infused with true energy.

The blade's edge was so fast that it struck first, even though it was struck later.

Zhao Keqing's pupils dilated, and he only had time to cross his arms to protect his chest.

"Snap!"

The blade severed his arms, but its momentum remained, slicing through his chest.

Zhao Keqing's body froze on the spot, a line of blood appeared on his chest, and then his whole body split in two.

One strike, instantly killing opponents of the same level!

The head of the Niu family was terrified and turned to flee.

Zhou Yang's figure blocked his way.

"Why are you running?"

"puff!"

The embroidered spring knife pierced the chest of the Niu family head.

Coughing up blood, the head of the Niu family grabbed Zhou Yang's sleeve and let out a roar of resentment.

"You can't kill me!"

"My son, Li Wei, is about to be promoted to the rank of Trial Hundred-Household Commander!"

"He's right outside Jianghuai City! You can kill me, but you won't survive either!"

Zhou Yang drew his Embroidered Spring Blade without expression.

"Won't survive?"

"This guy's already died once."

Blood gushed from the chest of the Niu family head. His body went limp and he collapsed to the ground, barely breathing.

Zhou Yang shook the blood off his knife and looked at Niu San, who was trembling beside him.

He then looked at the dying Niu family head on the ground.

He walked over and deftly pulled down the ox's trousers.

Amidst the horrified gazes of the Niu family members, Zhou Yang picked up the Niu family head and threw him directly onto Niu San.

The two naked lower bodies were stacked together, creating an extremely awkward scene.

"Young Master Niu, look, your father's love for you is truly as solid as a mountain."

"It's so heavy you can barely breathe."

Zhou Yang patted Niu San's face with the scabbard, smiling broadly.

Niu San was so frightened that he trembled all over, and an unknown liquid flowed from his crotch, emitting a foul stench.

"Zhou Yang".

A cool, clear voice came from outside the door, interrupting the farce.

Zhou Yang turned around and saw Qin Baihu, dressed in a flying fish robe, leading a team of Imperial Guards, standing in front of the doorway he had kicked down.

Her sharp gaze swept over the mess in the courtyard before finally settling on Zhou Yang.

"You used your identity as a member of the Embroidered Uniform Guard to settle personal grudges; do you know what your punishment should be?"

Damn, she came so fast. Did this woman have GPS installed?

Zhou Yang cursed inwardly, then immediately put on a face filled with grief and indignation.

"My lord, please see the truth! I'm innocent!"

He rushed to Qin Baihu in one stride, almost grabbing his leg and crying out for justice.

Pointing at the Niu family members in the courtyard, Zhou Yang spoke with righteous indignation.

"My lord, I have discovered that the Niu family are accomplices of Fang Tian, ​​the leader of the Heavenly Principle Sect!"

"They secretly funded evildoers, plotting wicked deeds; their crimes are heinous!"

"As a junior officer in the Embroidered Uniform Guard, it is my duty to wipe them out in one fell swoop and achieve another great feat for the Embroidered Uniform Guard!"

These words were spoken with fervor and righteous indignation.

Qin Baihu's lips twitched slightly.

This guy is wasting his talent by not going to be an opera singer.

She was too lazy to expose Zhou Yang's nonsense and just snorted coldly.

"The Niu family colluded with the magistrate of Jianghuai County to oppress the people, which was one of my goals in this trip south."

"Since you have already paved the way for me, then make amends for your mistakes."

After speaking, she took out her token: "The Niu family, in collusion with the Heavenly Principle Sect, is plotting a rebellion. Effective immediately, all their property will be confiscated and turned over to the public."

As soon as Qin Baihu finished speaking, the Imperial Guards behind him, like wolves and tigers, drew their embroidered spring knives and were about to rush into the inner courtyard.

Throughout the Niu mansion, cries and pleas for mercy filled the air.

Amidst the chaos, Zhao Keqing, who had been severely injured by Zhou Yang with a deep, bone-revealing wound on his chest, suddenly sprang to his feet.

He didn't think about revenge, nor did he go to see the head of the Niu family; his instinct for survival overwhelmed everything.

Zhao Keqing channeled all the remaining internal energy in his body into his legs, transforming himself into a blur as he headed straight for the high walls of the Niu mansion.

If he could climb over this wall and escape into the complex alleyways of Jianghuai City, he would have a chance to survive.

"Trying to run away?"

"Stop him!"

Several Jinyiwei captains reacted quickly, pushing off with their feet to give chase.

Qin Baihu's eyes turned cold, and his hand was already on the hilt of his sword.

It's still a bit troublesome when a master of the Hundred Battles Realm tries to escape at the cost of their life.

"Sir, do not move. Why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut?"

Zhou Yang's voice rang out lazily.

He stood still, not even glancing at the fleeing Zhao Keqing.

"These small fish and shrimp are fine for me to handle."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Yang's figure vanished from the spot.

Chaotic Sky Step!

Zhao Keqing had already reached the top of the wall, his face showing the ecstatic joy of surviving a disaster.

However, a hand gently rested on his back.

That hand was fair and slender, but it looked completely weak.

Zhao Keqing felt a chill run down his spine, his hair standing on end, as if a deathly coldness shot straight up from his tailbone to the top of his head.

He wanted to turn back, to block, to do something.

But my body wouldn't obey me.

Zhou Yang's fingers, like a loving caress, gently touched Zhao Keqing's back.

Soul-Severing Finger!

"Well……"

Zhao Keqing's movements all stopped.

He looked down at his chest; there were no wounds.

But he could feel that the life force within him was being devoured and shattered by a cold and domineering power.

The light in his eyes quickly dimmed, his body went limp, and he fell straight down from the wall.

With a "bang," it fell to the ground and remained silent.

Zhou Yang reappeared in the same spot, blew on his index finger, and then looked at Qin Baihu with anticipation.

The way the Imperial Guards around Zhou Yang looked at him completely changed.

This new junior officer is more than just a sycophant.