Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 415 - 414: Formation of Mirrors, Rise! (Sixth Update!)_1

Chapter 415: Chapter 414: Formation of Mirrors, Rise! (Sixth Update!)_1

The woman, being teased like that, got so angry she nearly fainted. Fortunately, her son stepped forward and supported her.

Once she had finally composed herself, she didn’t want to argue any more with the opposing party, and directly said to Cui Ying: "No matter who this outsider is, today, this inheritance must be divided! If you disagree, we’ll take this to court! See you in the courtroom!"

Just as Cui Ying was about to speak, Ren Feifan quietly said, "Oh, you’re in quite a hurry. Did you come here to the Cui family just to fight for the inheritance?"

"Hmpf!"

The woman, seething with anger, turned her head away, ignoring Ren Feifan.

The young man couldn’t bear it anymore and stood up swearing: "You’re nothing but—"

"Slap!"

Ren Feifan slapped him across the face, sending him sprawling on the ground.

"This is no place for you, kid. Go back to where you came from!"

Seeing Ren Feifan strike her son, the woman became hysterical and lunged at him.

Feifan, unimpressed, flung a burst of energy towards her, causing her to lose her balance, and she fell to the ground.

Despite her pain, the woman ordered her bodyguards, "What are you waiting for, kill this bastard!"

"Yes!"

The three bodyguards immediately surrounded him.

Feifan, sitting on the couch, stretched lazily, seemingly unconcerned about the approaching bodyguards, and suddenly asked: "If I didn’t mishear earlier, you said that you’ll turn around and leave if old man Cui or Cui Ying’s father comes out from the grave?"

Feifan believed that using force against such a domineering woman was pointless, he had a better idea.

The bodyguards hesitated and stopped their steps, not making their move.

The woman had already gotten up, laughing scornfully. She couldn’t believe that he would dare to summon the spirits, and said coldly: "You’re going to summon a ghost? Ha! I only know you’re about to become one!"

Ren Feifan straightened up, winked at Cui Ying, then turned to the woman and said: "Funny enough, I learned some spirit summoning techniques a few years ago at Mount Mao. Maybe I should test them out."

No matter what, the woman refused to believe it and retorted: "Mount Mao, you must have watched too much TV, there are so many fools these days."

Ren Feifan didn’t get angry, instead, he asked Cui Ying:"Do you have any relics from your father or grandfather? Clothes or anything would work."

Cui Ying faltered and asked weakly: "Feifan, you’re not really going to summon a spirit, are you?"

Though Cui Ying did wish to see the two, as she had regretted not being able to say her final farewell, she was rather cautious of the spirit summoning.

Ren Feifan patted Cui Ying’s shoulder and whispered: "Don’t worry, it’s not that horrifying."

Cui Ying could only nod, then got up and fetched the relics.

During this time, Ren Feifan took out several spirit stones and placed them in the four corners of the hall, and also fetched a large mirror.

He put the mirror in the center and then shattered it with a punch.

He placed the largest piece of mirror shard in the center and the rest in different positions.

They formed a nine-square grid with the four spirit stones!

He was setting up a formation!

Feifan had actually set up a similar formation in Qingshui Village before.

That one was called the Mirror and Water Moon Array.

Although it’s similar to the Mirror and Water Moon Array, the one he was setting up now had a fundamental difference.

One made the image flat, while the other made the image three-dimensional.

Now, Ren Feifan was setting up a Formation of Mirrors.

It was an easier setup than the Mirror and Water Moon Array but required high-quality formation stones, specifically spirit stones.

Having enough spirit stones, Ren Feifan was not worried.

Cui Ying brought a ceramic teacup, and a calligraphy brush, which were relics of the deceased.

Ren Feifan put the teacup and brush on top of the mirror shard in the center, and from his pocket, he took out a stack of talisman paper.

He lit the talisman papers on fire and let them fall onto the relics.

The fire was quite dazzling.

The woman and the boy were taken aback, and they felt chills run down their backs.

The boy turned to his mother and asked: "Mom, this guy really can’t summon souls, can he?"

The domineering woman naturally didn’t believe in such things. She shivered a bit and sneered: "Son, you even believe in such things? Listen to your mother. There are no ghosts in this world. Those are just this guy’s tricks."

The boy nodded his head in apparent understanding.

Soon, Ren Feifan closed his eyes and began to mutter incantations, swiftly making intricate hand signs.

Suddenly, a stream of true qi shot from his hand directly onto the central spirit stone. The stone floated slightly, refracting a dazzling beam of light.

The woman and the boy were nearly blinded by the light, instinctively raising their hands to shield their eyes.

A few seconds later, the two suddenly turned pale!

Because they noticed that those stones were strangely levitating!

Bizarre! Bizarre to the extreme!

The two simultaneously looked at Ren Feifan, to find him staring at the sky, his eyes as sharp as a sword!

God, this guy isn’t really going to summon a ghost, is he?!

Their teeth clattered in fear while the bodyguards behind them also sensed that something was amiss and subconsciously retreated.

"Formation of Mirrors, arise!"

With a roar from Ren Feifan, the mirrors shattered abruptly, and what had initially been a glowing Spirit Stone also seemed to have been depleted of energy.

Even the lights in the hall went out.

It was somewhat terrifying.

Fortunately, there was the moonlight to illuminate them.

Suddenly, everyone felt a chill, and the woman sensed something wrong.

She looked around, her gaze ultimately landing on the Taishi chairs above.

What a shock she got when she saw what was up there!

There were two dark shadows on the Taishi chairs!

Looking closely, they turned out to be a middle-aged man and a white-haired old man!

The middle-aged man held a ceramic cup, as though drinking tea, while the white-haired old gentleman was intently appreciating something with a paintbrush in hand, seemingly enthralled.

Those are her deceased husband and father-in-law!

Cui Daocheng and patriarch of the Cui family!

Though she hadn’t seen them in many years, she would recognize them even in ashes. Seeing the dead pair sitting on the eminent Taishi chairs, she involuntarily trembled.

With a "thud," she immediately knelt in front of them.

"Oh my God, ghosts! There are ghosts!"

The young man also recognized the two and involuntarily stepped back in disbelief – he didn’t believe in ghosts!

But they were right there in front of him!

But, weren’t these two already dead?

And why were they sitting up there, laughing?

That laughter was somewhat eerie.....

The woman and the young man looked at the portraits on the wall, feeling a chill run down their spines as their bodies involuntarily twitched.

Ren Feifan was quite satisfied with their reactions, and said to the two, "You wanted to divide the property, didn’t you? The rightful owners have returned. Wouldn’t you want to ask about it?"

At his words, the woman instantaneously started sweating profusely, her earlier arrogance nowhere in sight. What remained was chilling terror!

"Ah, not willing to go up? Okay, I’ll show the documents to them then!"

Ren Feifan reached for the other inheritance agreement on the tea table, only to find his leg being held tightly.

The woman, with disheveled hair, begged tearfully, "Don’t...stop...I beg you...I was wrong. I dare not be greedy...I really dare not anymore...don’t show it to them...they will kill me."

How dare she let anyone show them the document? They were back from the dead!

They were really back!

If she didn’t confess now, wouldn’t she be courting death?

"You’re apologizing to me? I haven’t taken anything from the Cui family."

The woman instantly understood and started to constantly kowtow to the Taishi chairs, blood streaking from her forehead, but she continued nonetheless.

The young man was no better. With a sickly pale face, he had wet his pants in fear.

Scared out of his wits!

At this time, Cui Ying was shivering. Seeing her father and grandfather, she felt a sense of fulfillment for her long felt desire.

The pair on the Taishi chair were serene, even showing smiles; hopefully, they had passed peacefully.

Ren Feifan, not paying attention to the two prostrating figures, held Cui Ying close and consoled her, "This is simply an illusion. This is just how they used to sit on the Taishi chair. Don’t overthink it. The dead cannot return. Maybe they’ve embarked on a better journey. Remember, I promised your grandfather that I won’t let anyone harm you. I will keep my promise."

Cui Ying stopped her tears, a touch of liberation on her face.

The pain has long passed, what remains now is to carry out the mission of the Cui Family.

(PS: Didn’t mess with you guys, six updates in a row, this Chapter is long... there should be another update tonight, depends on the situation...)