Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 1461 - 1457: You Are Not Qualified! (Four Updates!)

Chapter 1461: Chapter 1457: You Are Not Qualified! (Four Updates!)

"You!" Sect Master Xiaoting of the Demon Sect was thoroughly enraged!

How many people under the heavens would dare to speak to her like this!

As the Sect Master, she was being treated with such utter contempt!

Unforgivable!

Her body was enveloped in swirling True Qi, her hand already drawing a Cold Sword, bursting with killing intent!

The temperature in the entire hall dropped several degrees.

"Just because of you, what makes you think you’re eligible to sit on an equal footing with me! If you want to die, I shall oblige!"

The next second, her Cold Sword thrust directly at Ren Feifan!

With a single stroke of her sword, even a master at the Transcendence Realm would have no doubt met their death!

The powerful air wave almost caused the entire hall’s magnetic field to become chaotic!

This is the might of the strong!

But at this moment, Ren Feifan remained calm and collected, even raising his head and saying indifferently, "Eligibility? You want eligibility? Fine, I’ll give it to you!

I tell you! Not just in Wuliang Mountain, but within the entire Hidden Gate, only I can save you! If I do not intervene, you can only roll back and wait to die!"

Ren Feifan’s voice was filled with icy coldness, and carried an air of Medical Saint’s authority, his robe billowing as if he was a high-ranking individual, his voice echoing throughout the entire hall, impossible to ignore!

In this moment, it was as if time and space had frozen!

He was like Yama, deciding the life and death of mortals!

Whom he wished dead, must die!

Whom he wished alive, would continue to live!

His overwhelming aura made Sect Master Xiaoting’s sword in her hand suddenly halt, and with a clatter, it fell to the ground!

She was well aware that she must not let this sword strike; if he could diagnose her condition with such precision, he was definitely no ordinary person!

"I can choose not to kill you," Sect Master Xiaoting said coolly, "but you must tell me how to resolve my problem. If you dare deceive me, I assure you, not only will you die, but so will Wang Chengxiang, unable to escape from my poisoned hands!"

Ren Feifan let out a cold laugh, "Threaten me? Threats are what I fear the least! It appears you still haven’t grasped the situation you’re in!

Do you believe I can cause the poison in your body to fully erupt, making you unable to live even one more day?"

As his words ended, a silver needle appeared in Ren Feifan’s hand.

The silver needle shimmered with a frightening light.

Upon seeing the silver needle, Sect Master Xiaoting’s face turned pale, for in the battle where she was wounded, it was this very silver needle that had been used!

Under that needle was pure death intent!

Her opponent’s Unpredictable Technique of Gods and Devils left her no chance to counter and she could only flee in disarray.

Fortunately, that master did not continue the pursuit.

She had thought she was entirely safe, but now it was clear, her opponent had poisoned her long ago!

A deadly poison that hastened death!

"What do you want in exchange for saving me? I can grant you a lifetime of wealth and honor, or let you choose from among my many disciples a few to become your concubines!" Sect Master Xiaoting hesitated for several seconds, but eventually, she capitulated.

Ren Feifan looked at the woman in the distance, sneered, and even placed a hand over his ear.

"Sorry, I can’t hear very well. If you want to talk, do it in front of me!"

Sect Master Xiaoting, clenching her fists, wanted to lash out, but remembering that her life was in his hands, she eventually relaxed her grip slowly.

She walked step by step toward Ren Feifan, her feet as if bound by thousand-pound boulders!

She, a great Sect Leader of a female sect from Wuliang Mountain, was actually bowing her head to a man much younger than herself!

Ren Feifan found himself in a humiliating position, devoid even of the right to be angry, as he was utterly controlled by the other party.

This was indeed quite ironic!

"What exactly do you want me to do? If you’re a man, just spit it out!" the Sect Master of Qinglanzong said in a low voice.

Her voice was somewhat icy, and at the same time, it betrayed a sense of helplessness.

She no longer had the right to choose.

She had sought the help of some alchemists from her own martial arts sect and even the so-called Divine Doctors of the Hidden Gate, but those alchemists and doctors simply couldn’t find a solution!

So far, only the young man before her had hit the nail on the head!

What was key was that the young man’s demeanor almost seemed like he was holding all the winning cards.

She didn’t trust this man, and who else could she trust? She was left only to await death.

Ren Feifan looked at the woman before him, smiled faintly, and finally stood up. With his hands clasped behind his back, he said indifferently, "I can save you, but there are conditions. First, apologize to my uncle. I didn’t like your attitude just now. If I let my emotions affect me while inserting the silver needle, the consequences could be quite troublesome, understand?"

Threat!

A barefaced threat!

"Are you threatening me?"

Ren Feifan chuckled and replied, "Yes, I am threatening you. What about it, do you have a problem with that? If so, go ahead and bite me!"

"You!" The Sect Master of Qinglanzong had never encountered someone so shamelessly thick-faced, and she pointed her finger at Wang Chengxiang, speaking in a restrained tone, "You want me to apologize to this good-for-nothing?"

Wang Chengxiang’s face reddened when he heard the term ’good-for-nothing’!

Once a powerful individual, he was now pointed at and called good-for-nothing!

Even more ironic was that he didn’t even have the right to object!

"Good-for-nothing?"

Ren Feifan laughed and stepped up to face the Sect Master of Qinglanzong, forcibly moving her hand away.

"Have you forgotten what my uncle once was? Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west, can you guarantee that his martial prowess won’t be restored? That his legs won’t heal completely? I think rather than saving you, he might as well save a dog! A dog would at least wag its tail at you, instead of kicking you while you’re down!"

At this moment, the Sect Master of Qinglanzong had no right to rebut, and she stared silently, unable to speak.

Suddenly, Ren Feifan thought of something and continued, "Your name is Xiaoting, right? I might as well enlighten you with something interesting. Roughly a day from now, your illness will relapse, and your martial strength will start to be consumed bit by bit. By the fifth day, you’ll be no different from someone who’s disabled.

After five days, it will be the turn of your vitality and blood essence, and your body will slowly weaken until you die an agonizing death, which I can hardly bear to imagine.

Do you feel that the term ’good-for-nothing’ might be more appropriate for you now?"

Xiaoting’s face turned pale when she heard Ren Feifan’s words; at this moment, she was far from the image of a sect master—she resembled a young girl frightened out of her wits.

All she had left on her face was panic, losing the calm composure she had before!

"Don’t scare me with your nonsense, as if there’s such a poison in the world!"

Xiaoting nearly roared, flustered.

Ren Feifan snorted coldly and walked straight to Wang Chengxiang, saying, "Uncle, since some people don’t believe us, let’s leave."

Wang Chengxiang was briefly stunned, then quickly understood, and the two began to walk towards the exit.

Just as they reached the main gate, a cold voice came from behind them.

"Stop right there!"

The two turned around, looking amusedly at the Sect Master of Qinglanzong.

The latter came forward step by step. When she approached Wang Chengxiang, she bowed her head slightly, her cheeks blushed and she stammered, "Hmph, I’m sorry! Is that good enough for you?"

Ren Feifan snorted and replied, "That’s your way of apologizing? I’m sorry, but I don’t feel any sincerity in your apology!"

The Sect Master of Qinglanzong clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug into her flesh, drawing a trace of blood. After a long while, grinding her teeth, she said, "Elder Wang, I was wrong. Please forgive me!"