With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal
Chapter 125 - 114: Assassin Attacks, Mole in the Police Station

Chapter 125: Chapter 114: Assassin Attacks, Mole in the Police Station

After feeling the defense of his body, Meng Chuan didn’t waste any time and continued practicing his fist skills at Teacher Chen Tie’s home for a while longer.

It wasn’t until his uncle called him to come home for dinner that he reluctantly stopped.

The streets of Yong’an City were gradually becoming more crowded, with birds singing and flowers blooming along the way.

Ever since the Demon Nest was suppressed by the newly anointed Seven-Limit Great Saint — [Supporting Light Great Saint Zhou Yun].

The city felt as if clouds had cleared to reveal the sun, welcoming back its peaceful and bustling past.

Meng Chuan thought it would be great if things could continue this way.

Practicing martial arts every day, eating with family and friends, such days were not bad.

He was not inherently belligerent, preferring less fighting, as practicing martial arts is essentially a process of self-cultivation.

Chen Tie’s home was not far from the police family quarters, Meng Chuan quickened his pace and reached the entrance of the community in just over ten minutes.

Just as he was about to swipe his card to enter, a delivery man in a gray-red uniform approached and stopped him.

"Hello, Mr. Meng, right? Here’s your parcel, with the last few digits 8085, please sign for it."

Meng Chuan was curious; he hadn’t bought anything recently, and the rewards from the Honor Armory had long been delivered.

He turned the box over, and it felt quite light, not holding much.

The label showed the shipment place as Dagonka in the Western Regions, the same as the sender address of the Foreigner Street magical oil shop owner.

"Sending me a few more bottles of Esoteric Sect Body Oil? Seems like this stuff is quite profitable."

Seeing Meng Chuan standing there, studying the box for a long time without opening it, the delivery man next to him reminded:

"Mr. Meng, you need to open and inspect valuable items yourself so we can address any problems on site."

This rule hadn’t existed before, but Meng Chuan didn’t think much of it, and with his fingers emitting a burst of energy, he sliced open the seam of the parcel.

With this, the delivery man’s heart almost jumped to his throat.

"Quick, come on!"

As soon as the box was opened, an abnormal change occurred!

A large puff of black smoke poured out from the box, following him like a shadow, instantly enveloping Meng Chuan.

At the first moment the black smoke appeared, Meng Chuan sensed a familiar feeling: this was Demonic Qi!

He hurriedly held his breath, and due to his quick reaction, only a small amount of black smoke was inhaled and later filtered out by his internal membranes.

The thick Demonic Qi dispersed, revealing Meng Chuan lying unconscious on the ground, to the faux delivery man’s great delight.

"I bet right!"

Meng Chuan was on the internal wanted list by the head priest Fan from the Yong’an City’s Demon Summoning Hall division, with a considerable bounty placed on him.

[Name: Meng Chuan]

[Age: 17 years old]

[Strength: Qi Blood Six Passes (Extremely strong in combat)]

...

[Reward: One Level-3 Ascension, choice of organ to ascend, 2 million bounty, entry into the candidate list for Deputy Priest of Yong’an City]

After unsealing the announcement, he specifically flew over a thousand miles to Yong’an, just to kill Meng Chuan and claim the rewards.

"After returning, with the Level-3 Ascension, my strength will surpass that of an advanced martial artist."

No need to tirelessly practice fist skill and pile skill; gaining power effortlessly is the reason why practitioners of the Demon Path are inexhaustible.

Immediately after, disguised as a delivery man, the Demon Summoning Hall assassin’s eyes became fierce, as he swiftly drew the knife at his waist and stabbed towards Meng Chuan’s chest to finish him off.

At the critical moment, Meng Chuan, who feigned unconsciousness, suddenly opened his eyes wide, his tiger-like gaze locking onto the opponent.

"What do you think you’re doing?"

At the same time, his arm shot up like lightning, precisely grabbing the opponent’s wrist holding the knife.

Without hesitation, Meng Chuan’s arm exerted tremendous force and twisted it hard, causing a sharp crack sound as the assassin’s wrist was broken.

The assassin let out a shrill scream, but before it could fully escape his mouth.

Meng Chuan’s form suddenly sprang up, moving like a dragon coiling around him.

In just a moment, the assassin’s limbs were completely broken, collapsing on the ground, unable to resist anymore like a dead dog.

Meng Chuan looked down at the assassin, his gaze cold and calm:

"Tell me! Who sent you?"

He realized that these people of the Demon Path were truly annoying, once they clung to you, it was like a sticky plaster that could not be shaken off.

The assassin lay on the ground, crying out in excruciating pain, unable to speak coherently.

Soon, a crowd of onlookers began to gather around him.

"What’s happening, is someone being killed here?"

People around began pointing and muttering, and seeing the situation, Meng Chuan raised his hand and slapped the assassin, knocking him unconscious.

Then, he remained highly vigilant, sharply perceiving any movements around to prevent other accomplices from taking advantage of the opportunity to attack.

Just then, a security guard from the family quarters approached.

After taking a careful look, the guard said:

"Isn’t this Xiaomeng, the child from Meng Yongzhi’s house?"

Saying this, several people came forward to lend a hand.

The security guards from the police family quarters were all retired police officers, with abundant experience, they skillfully dispersed the onlookers.

They then helped Meng Chuan drag the opponent into the security room, and after calling the police, they waited together for the police to send someone to handle it.

...

Meng Chuan was practicing his fist skills in the police courtyard as he awaited the interrogation result, while Meng Yongzhi was worried sick beside him.

"Chuan’er has stirred up a hornet’s nest of the Demon Path martial artists, when will this end?"

In essence, Meng Yongzhi, despite working at the police station with the strength of the Three Passes, was just an ordinary citizen.

Before being transferred to the Intelligent Control Department, he dealt with trivial domestic affairs every day, rarely experiencing such underground world conflicts.

Meng Chuan, who was practicing his Fist Skill alone, remained completely unperturbed, still exuding an aura of calmness.

Seeing his uncle with a troubled face, he stopped and approached to comfort him:

"Don’t worry, Uncle. I’m strong enough now. Anyone who comes my way, I’ll take them down one by one."

Hearing Meng Chuan’s words, Meng Yongzhi became even more worried.

"You child, who taught you this? Why has your urge to kill grown so strong now!"

...

In the Police Chief’s office, the two sat on the sofa, watching the interrogation process on clear closed-circuit television.

"Bald Long, what’s going on?"

Just as Meng Chuan and Meng Yongzhi were waiting outside for the interrogation results, Luo Guanyun descended through the clouds from the sky.

His presence emanated an overwhelming aura that stirred the mist above the entire police station into turbulence.

"Meng Chuan is my only personal disciple; I haven’t troubled you yet about the chemical plant incident last time,

so tell me, what’s the deal with this assassin this time?"

Long Jiu and Luo Guanyun were old acquaintances, but when it came to matters involving Meng Chuan, his attitude was extremely resolute.

Although Long Jiu was the Chief of Yong’an Police Department, Luo Guanyun didn’t hold back at all, speaking without the slightest courtesy. In Martial Arts, only fists determine superiority!

"Why are you getting so worked up? Just watch, wait for the result."

Allowing Luo Guanyun to come in to watch the interrogation was already a bit of a violation, yet he wasn’t grateful, so Long Jiu’s attitude wasn’t very cordial either.

A moment later, a young officer came running in, saluted, and whispered something in Long Jiu’s ear.

After the young officer finished, Long Jiu nodded to indicate he had understood.

"Alright, continue with the interrogation, dig deeper, go on."

"Yes."

After the young officer left, Long Jiu said to Luo Guanyun:

"Old Luo, don’t get too angry, Xiaomeng is fine after all,

Xiaomeng is a child full of a sense of justice and so outstanding, sooner or later he will confront those people."

Then, Long Jiu told him the results of the interrogation earlier, and Luo Guanyun gave him a sideways glance.

"Just like that chemical plant incident, if it’s a head-on confrontation, I don’t care, life and death are his own fate.

But for these Demon Path rats who play dirty, as his master, I have to step out and show them a bit, let them know they’d better watch out in the future!"

Luo Guanyun had quite the temper, and when he got fired up, he wouldn’t let it slide with anyone.

Long Jiu looked helpless, was about to stand up to say something else when the other waved his sleeve and left, leaving only one sentence behind.

"Inform me promptly when you locate the rats’ nest of the Demon Summoning Hall, I need to teach them a lesson."

As he reached the door, Luo Guanyun paused and continued speaking casually:

"I won’t meddle in your internal affairs, handle them yourself."

After the chemical plant incident, apart from those who had perished, the rest of the Demon Path martial artists from the Demon Summoning Hall were temporarily all held in custody without a single escapee.

Therefore, Meng Chuan’s involvement in this operation was unknown to anyone outside the police department.

After stepping out, Luo Guanyun greeted Meng Chuan.

"Master, why are you here?"

Luo Guanyun didn’t say much, only reminded Meng Chuan again to pay attention to safety and the like.

After finishing, he got up to leave, needing to hurry back to practice the Profound Yin Moonlight True Skill.

He hadn’t suppressed the Thunder Seed today, and it was currently restless within him, which was also why his temper had flared up again.

...

At five in the afternoon, Long Jiu sent Meng Chuan and his uncle off.

As they were leaving, Long Jiu kept patting Meng Chuan on the shoulder, telling him to relax, assuring him that the department would definitely give him an explanation.

"The department will certainly give you an explanation and some compensation for this matter.

The suspect in the internal affair, to be honest, we already have a guess, but the person also holds a significant position, so definite evidence is still needed."

Since Meng Chuan was a family member of the police department and had the connection of his master, some things could be openly shared with him.

The crucial point was, this kid was the holder of the [Silver Lion]!

Not allowing a meritorious minister to suffer any injustice was something written plainly in the laws of Great Chu, in black and white.

In Great Chu’s five-tier honor system, regardless of which medal one holds, even if it’s only the Bronze Eagle, the police department has no authority to conceal the truth of a case from them.

Moreover, Long Jiu estimated that, with Meng Chuan’s intelligence, he already had his suspicions.

Hearing Long Jiu’s reassurance, Meng Chuan calmly said:

"Uncle Long, compensation doesn’t matter, but before the internal mole is rooted out, please let my uncle rest at home first."

Meng Yongzhi stepped forward and grabbed his hand.

"No need, I’m fine."

Long Jiu replied straightforwardly:

"I can make this decision, paid leave until the internal mole is caught.

Additionally, I’ll assign a plainclothes officer from the Nine Passes to provide daily life protection, Xiaomeng, would that be alright?"

This was the utmost Long Jiu could do; Martial Arts Families at this level commanded respect everywhere.

Even as the head of the police department, he had no power to assign such strong individuals to serve as security.

Meng Chuan nodded, he was fearless, but his uncle and aunt were not, and Chief Long had considered this thoroughly.

He just wanted to train in peace and grow stronger, but there were some matters in this world that had to be fought for.

In a narrow sense, Demon Path martial artists were also a kind of alternative martial arts resource.

Having chosen the path, he must bear the corresponding risks, this was his own choice, and Meng Chuan didn’t blame others.