Thirty-six hours and a triumphant return! A solitary battle against six Nine-Star masters, an overwhelming victory.

The Money Vampire’s One-Punch Shakes the World!

Who can stop his relentless advance?

The terrifying thirty-six hours, the invincible thirty-six hours!

The five million martial artists, still immersed in excitement, withdrew from the Sky Battle Net and flocked to its forums, immediately opening threads to shower praise.

Replying to posts felt inadequate; nothing they did could quell the surging emotion in their hearts. Instantly, millions of threads erupted across the forums ranging from One-Star to Ten-Star martial artists.

The massive influx of posting, virtually simultaneous, nearly crashed the forum on the spot.

Five hundred users might not be much for the Federation’s largest forum, but five million users posting concurrently generated a truly astonishing volume of data.

Because the system strictly prohibited anyone from using recording software during matches, everyone could only rely on their words to describe the explosive spectacle.

Zhang Hao, the Deputy Director of the Sky Battle Net, immediately ordered his staff to release announcements across all forum channels: footage of the Nine-Star pinnacle battle would be available for paid download, each costing no less than two Yuan.

“Charging money for Nine-Star battle footage? Has the Sky Battle Net gone completely broke?”

One user cursed vehemently in front of his screen, yet his hands never hesitated as he clicked to complete the payment.

Humans are inherently curious. This thirty-six-hour saga, amplified by the promotion from the highest echelon of martial artists, had now reached a sweeping momentum. Even many Ten-Star martial artists were intensely curious about which obscure Nine-Star combatant could command such attention.

The Sky Battle Net was experiencing its busiest period in days. Qin Fen removed his helmet after exiting the Battle Net, only to find his subordinates sprawled on the floor, each still wearing their helmets, apparently unable to log out yet.

Qin Fen shook his head with a smile. It seemed his time away from the Net had highly stoked their curiosity. No wonder five million people had been watching simultaneously.

With a sigh, Qin Fen sat cross-legged on the sofa and began practicing the Blood Transfusion Rebirth technique, attempting to grasp his Qi and Blood. The moment he leveled up in the Net, he had clearly felt his blood begin to surge—not driven by Zhenqi, but spontaneously erupting.

Once the star level promotion was complete, the Qi and Blood he was about to grasp instantly scattered.

Qin Fen couldn't understand. According to the Master’s explanation, the Qi and Blood should be fully grasped, entering the state of Blood Transfusion Rebirth Zhen Xiantian before advancing to Ten-Star. Why hadn't the grasping ritual finished now that he was Ten-Star?

As one of the top snipers, Qin Fen’s focus was rarely matched. In just one second, he completely immersed himself in the manipulation of his Qi and Blood.

Strange! Immersed in his internal world, Qin Fen suddenly discovered that the Qi and Blood, which he previously felt clearly but couldn't grasp, were now as slippery as loaches coated in lubricating oil.

Loaches were slippery enough; adding another layer of oil instantly multiplied the difficulty tenfold!

“Eh?” Lin Feng pushed the door open and looked at Qin Fen, who was sitting cross-legged. “No way? In the time it takes to pee, the Squad Leader has already logged off the Net and started meditating. Hmph…”

“Satisfying!”

Wu Hui opened his eyes, still wearing his Battle Net helmet, unable to contain the excitement within. A roar filled with primal satisfaction ripped from his throat.

“Satisfying! So incredibly satisfying!”

Yu Xiao ripped off his helmet and practically flew to the desk, his fingers dancing rapidly across the keyboard!

The other members of the Special Security Detachment took off their helmets and did the same as Yu Xiao. Having witnessed such a thrilling battle, especially when the main combatant was their own Squad Leader! If they didn't post, they feared the excitement would burst right out of their chests.

“It was the absolute best, indescribable,” Wu Hui’s fingers also flew across the keys. “Lin Feng missing this fight is a regret he’ll carry for life. I’m so glad I didn't trade you my tickets for the 'Flying Heart Women’s Band' concert.”

“Totally, totally!” Yu Xiao nodded his head like a striking beetle. “If you had traded, I would have called you an idiot the moment I got out.”

“That good?” Lin Feng rushed to Wu Hui’s side, hooking his arm around Wu Hui’s head and shouting, “Hurry up and tell me about it!”

Wu Hui pushed Lin Feng’s arm away and pointed toward the download location on the computer screen. “Tell you what? Watch it yourself! Even if it’s not as good as seeing it live, it will definitely be unforgettable!”

Lin Feng shoved Wu Hui aside, instantly occupying his desktop computer, and used Wu Hui’s account to select the download.

Network speeds were incredibly fast now. Qin Fen’s fight video wasn’t long; it finished downloading in mere seconds.

Lin Feng opened the video, and his eyes immediately glazed over! His mouth hung open unconsciously, his pupils flashing with regret and annoyance. To witness such fierce combat live—it would have provided enough thrills to keep him awake all night!

Hooo…

In the quiet room, Qin Fen let out a breath that instantly drew everyone’s attention. In that instant, the eyes of the Special Security Detachment members lit up with surprise.

The long breath Qin Fen exhaled lasted a full two and a half minutes, the air pressure causing the cuffs of both his sleeves to flutter faintly.

“Sigh…”

With a sigh, Qin Fen opened his eyes, his face etched with helpless melancholy. What was wrong with this Blood Transfusion Rebirth this time? Before, he could sense it clearly, even if operating it was difficult; why did the sensation of the Rebirth state feel so faint today?

Unable to complete the Blood Transfusion Rebirth, Qin Fen felt a growing apprehension. Would skipping the steps he should have taken result in lingering complications?

“Squad Leader…” Wu Hui stepped forward and whispered, “Zhao Ruoruo went home.”

“Is that so?” Qin Fen looked at Wu Hui and asked, “You guys…?”

Wu Hui simply nodded, hiding nothing. “Since you seemed so determined to find her, we hired a few people to wait for her.”

Qin Fen glanced up at the clock on the wall. Wu Hui stepped closer, grabbing his arm and pulling him toward the door, saying as he pulled, “Squad Leader, you’ve been here two months. Do you even know what we’re supposed to do here? The Bureau doesn’t treat us like real police; they just want us not to cause trouble. Why would they assign us any actual work? It’s fine even if we’re late or leave early occasionally.”

“Right, right!” Lin Feng pushed Qin Fen’s back toward the exit. “Besides, we can claim we were out on patrol. Squad Leader, our Special Security Detachment can be summarized as a department that can manage anything, or manage nothing at all. Patrolling the streets is perfectly normal.”

With over twenty men crowding around him, Qin Fen was also concerned about Snake Head’s sister. He hadn't seen them in the two months since arriving in Tianbei City. If Snake Head knew, he’d surely rise from his grave to condemn his battle comrade for being so neglectful.

The police officers in the main building once again stared at the Special Security Detachment members with suspicion, even more curious about the young Deputy Chief Qin—what charm did he possess that made such a group of troublemakers so obedient?

Twenty-two luxury mag-lev vehicles slowly departed the Tianbei City Police compound.

The officers in the compound shook their heads and admired them again. These same hotheads, who used to adhere to traffic rules but still drove fast, now truly seemed transformed! Even their speed had dropped dramatically! They were finally starting to look like actual police officers.

What should I say when I meet Zhao Ruoruo? Qin Fen looked out at the scenery outside the window, feeling a sudden sense of confusion. If Snake Head were alive, there would be countless things to say. But Snake Head was gone, so what was left?

Zhao Ruoruo lived in a relatively remote part of Tianbei City, where the housing was rather dilapidated. Having twenty-plus mag-lev cars parked simultaneously in front of her house would clearly cause congestion and inconvenience the neighbors.

From previous trips, the group was accustomed to parking their vehicles, as Qin Fen had instructed, in the nearby, somewhat rundown department store parking lot and proceeding to the community on foot.

As soon as they entered the community, a shifty-looking young man scurried up to Wu Hui, bowing and scraping, saying, “Officer Wu, you’ve arrived.”

Wu Hui slightly tilted his chin in acknowledgment and asked, “Where’s Rat?”

“The person…” Rat scratched his head. “He just left.”

“What? He left again?” Wu Hui’s eyes widened as he snapped, “Didn’t I tell you to watch her? If she tried to leave, find a way to stop her! I’m paying you for a job, not for slack time!”

Rat waved his hands repeatedly, backing up several steps, his face showing undisguised panic. “Officer Wu, it’s not that I wanted to trick you, but I truly had no choice. As soon as that woman returned home, I positioned myself nearby, thinking of an excuse to stop her. But I never expected…”

Rat’s face was grim. “Before that woman even left the house, three men suddenly showed up. They went into the room and dragged her straight into a car. One of them was at the level of a Meteor-rank martial artist. If I tried to stop them with my meager strength…”

“Dragged her into a car?” Qin Fen’s expression instantly darkened. “Forcibly?”

“Yes…” Rat sensed that Qin Fen was the leader and quickly added, “They seemed to know her from their demeanor, but they looked like they weren’t easy to deal with. I even managed to record their license plate number…”

“You remembered the number and you’re only saying it now?”

Wu Hui stepped forward and grabbed Rat by the collar. He had planned for this to go smoothly, and having it turn out like this in front of the Squad Leader made him extremely uncomfortable.

After Rat recited the license plate number, Yu Xiao had already connected a call to the Traffic Police Brigade headquarters. “Uncle, it’s Yu Xiao. Get your people to run a plate check for me, right now, it’s urgent. Yes, it’s official police business! You don’t want me to be a cop who never solves a case, do you? Do you need backup? Oh, not right now, we should be able to handle it. If things get complicated, we’ll ask you to lend us a few people…”

Qin Fen glanced at Wu Hui. Lin Feng, standing nearby, quickly whispered, “Yu Xiao’s third uncle is the Captain of the Tianbei City Traffic Police Brigade…”