Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 1773 - 1769: This Person is a Genius! (Four Updates!)

Chapter 1773: Chapter 1769: This Person is a Genius! (Four Updates!)

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The mining site had already been cordoned off by the National Security Bureau, and the originally bustling operation was now a desolate wasteland.

After such an incident, mining would likely stop for a while, at the very least.

Under Luo Wuqing’s lead, the group of five arrived at the basement.

Although the National Security Bureau had already examined and collected evidence from the basement, a faint scent of blood still lingered in the air.

Luo Wuqing sniffed the air briefly and immediately identified the bloody scent—it came from his brother Luo Wuwei!

He clenched his fists tightly, letting a murderous aura erupt outward!

He was certain that in his brother’s final moments, Luo Wuwei had endured ruthless treatment!

Turning around, he addressed the five disciples of Destroy Holy Temple behind him: "Esteemed masters, this is the place. It used to serve as storage for our alchemy materials, but now all those materials have been taken away. Furthermore, it seems that everyone from the Luo Family met their deaths here."

The disciples of Destroy Holy Temple nodded indifferently, showing no empathy for the lives of mere ants.

They glanced around the area, trying to uncover any clues.

After surveying the basement, however, they found absolutely nothing.

"Let me try using the power of my bloodline." One of the disciples suddenly suggested.

Before anyone could react, he closed his eyes, seemingly attuning to something.

Runes began swirling around him, enshrouding his entire body in a luminous column of light.

Eventually, he snapped his eyes open and declared, "The perpetrator here was likely a male, around 22 years old, short-haired, wielding a sword—a Black Sword, no less. This sword isn’t of low grade. Moreover, he practices a Fire-type Cultivation Method, a technique that is forceful and domineering, with a cultivation level probably around the Life Loss Realm!"

"Wait! This person also seems to possess Spiritual Fire!"

The barrage of details from this disciple left Luo Wuqing utterly stunned.

What the hell? Could this guy communicate with the supernatural?

How could he deduce all this crucial information just by closing his eyes?

The scene defied all comprehension.

However, the other four disciples of Destroy Holy Temple appeared unperturbed.

It was as though everything that had just transpired was a matter of routine.

"No need to investigate further here. That youth fought in an outright overpowering fashion, so it’s only natural that Luo Wuwei and the others met such a fate. Let’s move on to the next location."

The same disciple, who had earlier made shocking revelations, suddenly remarked.

Luo Wuqing’s expression darkened, but he quickly nodded in submission. "Of course, of course. I will lead the esteemed masters to Pan Jueyun’s alchemy site. That place is likely where the vital elixirs were crafted."

The disciples of Destroy Holy Temple said nothing, merely gesturing to Luo Wuqing to guide them.

A few minutes later, the six of them arrived atop a mountain peak.

At the summit stood a Taoist Temple—the very site where Pan Jueyun had been forging forbidden elixirs!

As they approached the temple, all of them frowned slightly, for the area was saturated with a pervasive aura of formation.

This indicated that some level of combat had occurred here involving formations.

The clairvoyant disciple of Destroy Holy Temple crouched down and scooped up a handful of dirt, sniffing it lightly at his nose.

He then moved to the center point, weaving hand gestures with his fingers, closing his eyes once more to seek a sensation.

The ground beneath his feet rippled outward in waves!

Luo Wuqing, realizing what the disciple was attempting, held his breath, refraining from speaking any further.

After a long moment, the disciple abruptly opened his eyes, emitting a piercing glow, and said, "The adversary isn’t merely a cultivator; they’re also an Array Master—and an Alchemist!"

His tone carried an element of astonishment!

After all, in the Hidden Gate, individuals well-versed in cultivation, alchemy, and formations simultaneously were exceedingly rare!

And yet, the troublemaker here dabbled in all three fields!

No, wait! It’s not just three fields—they also wield Spiritual Fire!

Luo Wuqing’s gaze grew icy and sullen. He couldn’t fathom why such a figure would interfere with their plans!

Can’t they peacefully enjoy being a prodigy?

Just then, the disciple from Destroy Holy Temple added, "There’s also evidence of a worldly woman’s presence here. She has a Five-Element Physique! It seems Pan Jueyun intended to use her blood to enhance his success rate in producing elixirs.

But in the final step—it was sabotaged.

The good news is, the elixir still exists, though it seems the troublemaker took it along with the alchemy furnace."

"Brother, could you deduce their locations based on the lingering auras?" asked a long-haired disciple of Destroy Holy Temple.

"No, while I could track them, doing so would drain my cultivation extensively. I wouldn’t make such a trade. However, with the information we have, a formation could be set up shortly to pinpoint their position. Let’s first find somewhere to rest; I’ll require time to prepare the array!"

Upon hearing the mention of rest, Luo Wuqing immediately responded, "Masters, I’ve already arranged a villa nearby for your stay, and I’ve also prepared several worldly beauties to help you unwind!"

Instantly, the disciples’ eyes gleamed, and they proceeded towards the exit without hesitation.

"Let’s go."

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Capital City, Holy Hall.

Ren Feifan was roused from his cultivation by a series of urgent knocks on the door.

Using his Spiritual Sense, he scanned outside—it was Old Lady Feng.

With a wave of his hand, the door opened.

Old Lady Feng entered quickly, carrying what appeared to be a photograph.

"Old Lady Feng, has there been any progress on the matter I tasked you with investigating?"

Old Lady Feng shook her head, her brows furrowed.

"Then why come to me in the middle of the night?" Ren Feifan asked, puzzled.

Old Lady Feng’s gaze sharpened as she explained, "My Lord, earlier today at 2 PM, at the entrance connecting the secular and Hidden Gate realms, six cultivators emerged. Among them, five individuals stood out distinctly—they generated an exceedingly bizarre magnetic field around them. Strangely, I couldn’t discern their cultivation levels at all."

She then handed the photograph in her hand to Ren Feifan.

Ren Feifan examined the image of the six individuals carefully, but none of them were familiar.

However, the middle-aged man at the forefront felt somewhat recognizable.

Luo Wuwei? That was his immediate thought.

There was a resemblance between this man and Luo Wuwei.

Could it be that there were still survivors from the Luo Family? Could they have brought reinforcements?

Judging from the smugness and disdain in the eyes of the five individuals in the photo, Ren Feifan firmly believed their cultivation realms were at least Half-God Realm—or perhaps even higher!

After thinking for several seconds, he instructed Old Lady Feng, "Continue observing them, but under no circumstances must you alert them! These individuals have exceptionally acute Spiritual Senses. If you are noticed, you wouldn’t even have a chance to escape."

Old Lady Feng chuckled confidently and replied, "My Lord, you need not worry about that. The reason I was able to capture this photo was entirely due to the integration of modern technology with the dark web.

Cultivators might be powerful, but advanced technology isn’t weak either. Avoiding high-tech surveillance isn’t as easy as they think!"

Ren Feifan felt reassured. He even began pondering—how would the power of a cultivator compare against nuclear weapons, such as atom bombs and hydrogen bombs?

If he were to deploy several catastrophic bombs against these Hidden Gate figures, would it result in instant annihilation?

Of course, this notion merely flashed through his mind momentarily.