Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 635 - 634: The Cursing Practitioner Appears! _1

Chapter 635: Chapter 634: The Cursing Practitioner Appears! _1

Manager Deng’s back was drenched in sweat as though he had just been hauled out of water. He quickly dispatched someone to turn on all the water and electricity in Ren Feifan’s room and then hastily headed there himself.

On the way, he bumped into Liu Shibang, who was smoking in a corner. Liu offered a cigarette with a smile, asking, "What’s the situation downstairs?"

Seeing Liu Shibang made Manager Deng’s blood boil. He was definitely going to lose his position!

It was purely because he wanted to curry favor with the man in front of him that he ended up losing more than he gained!

Completely losing his restraint, he kicked Liu Shibang in the abdomen, "Fuck off! It’s all your fault! Do you even know the kind of person you’ve offended! I’ll tell you, if anything happens to me, I’ll stab you to death!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Liu Shibang to react, he went straight to the hotel room. He hesitated for a few seconds before knocking on Ren Feifan’s door, but no matter how long he knocked, there was still no answer.

Terror grew within him and, disregarding all else, he obtained the room key and opened the door.

But there was nothing inside, not a single person.

Manager Deng felt like he was about to collapse, his face no longer held any trace of his former self-assured demeanor.

"I’m done for, this time... I’m definitely done for..."

...

Ren Feifan left the hotel but was surprised to find Zhao Jingshi following him all the while wearing a mask and a baseball cap.

He stopped, showing an annoyed expression, "So you’re giving up on being a star, and now you’re a paparazzo?"

"I... I..." Zhao Jingshi took off her mask and was at a loss for words.

Only then did Ren Feifan feel something was off.

Normally, with Zhao Jingshi’s character, she would never pester like this. Even if she wanted to thank him, she wouldn’t do so in such a way.

From her tone, it was clear she had something difficult to express.

"Whatever it is, just say it." Ren Feifan advised, indifferent.

"Or... let’s book a room to talk in detail.."

Zhao Jingshi had a voice as faint as a mosquito’s.

Ren Feifan was taken aback, instantly misunderstanding her intentions. What kind of topic needed to be discussed in a room?

Was this about expressing feelings and talking about love?

Seeing the change in Ren Feifan’s expression, Zhao Jingshi quickly added, "As you know, there may be paparazzi outside. As a celebrity, many aspects of my life are restricted, and there are things we can’t discuss publicly..."

Ren Feifan nodded, booking a deluxe bedroom at a nearby upscale hotel.

As to why he didn’t book a standard room? He simply didn’t feel like it.

Once inside the hotel room, Ren Feifan sat on the bed, his gaze fixed on Zhao Jingshi, "Speak. What’s the matter?"

Zhao Jingshi nodded, removed her baseball cap and mask, and then, she started undressing.

Ren Feifan felt bewildered. Was this superstar really planning to do something with him?

When Zhao Jingshi undressed down to the last two pieces of clothing, Ren Feifan’s brows suddenly furrowed.

That was because he noticed that Zhao Jingshi’s belly was covered with black markings that extended to her chest, reminiscent of twisting vines.

They were somewhat grotesque.

The beauty of such a stunning body was completely ruined by those black vine-like markings.

And Ren Feifan distinctly felt a whiff of death emanating from Zhao Jingshi’s body.

"Young Master Ren, I know you’re an amazingly skilled divine doctor. I came to Mount Changbai not mainly for the filming, but to seek treatment from Autumn Dew Granny. The movie was just a cover for my disease.

But when I found Autumn Dew Granny, she had no cure for my condition, and I felt really helpless... I know I made a lot of mistakes in the past, I hope you can forgive me... I won’t mind it even if you want my body... I feel so terrible lately, like being controlled."

In the end, Zhao Jingshi was almost crying her heart out.

Ren Feifan stared at her intently, for he recognized the black vine-like markings.

It was the Vine of the Dead.

The vine of the undead specifically absorbs a person’s vitality, unable to resist once it extends and covers the cheek.

This type of thing generally appears more often in Miaojiang but how did it end up here?

"Have you been to Miaojiang recently?" Ren Feifan asked.

Zhao Jingshi shook her head, blinking at Ren Feifan, quite charming.

"Did you interact with any unusually dressed individuals?"

Zhao Jingshi was about to shake her head then suddenly remembered something, her complexion horribly pale.

"A month ago, I took on a lead role in an idol drama in Capital City. I recall that on the day of the opening ceremony, the supporting female lead brought someone wearing odd clothes. Supposedly it was her cousin, and he was my fan, so we took a photo together... That’s right, the vine started appearing the day after we took the photo!"

Zhao Jingshi was furious at this possibility. She clenched her fists tightly, her chest heaving. Yet the black vine grew visibly faster on her.

Ren Feifan released a burst of True Qi from his hand, and Zhao Jingshi instantly regained her clarity.

"This thing can absorb your vitality, and also your negative emotions. If you don’t want to die, don’t be angry."

Zhao Jingshi’s heart skipped a beat, but she managed to calm down completely.

"By the way, what did this person look like?" Ren Feifan asked casually, trying to divert Zhao Jingshi’s attention.

After pondering for a while, Zhao Jingshi answered: "I vaguely remember... He had a bat tattoo on his right forearm, a mustache and notably small eyes, giving off a seductive impression."

Ren Feifan’s expression changed significantly!

Bat tattoo! Mustache! Small eyes! Miaojiang! And he knows this kind of black magic!

When all these traits are combined, isn’t it the very Cursing Practitioner Chen Xuanwu told him about—the one who cast Blood Covenant on Cui Ying?!

The curse of Blood Covenant is why Cui Ying cannot engage in sexual activities!

Unless the Cursing Practitioner is killed, Cui Ying’s life will be ruined!

To lift the Blood Covenant, two conditions have to be met. First, killing the co-signer, which is already done as Chen Linglong is already dead. Second, killing the Cursing Practitioner.

Now, the one who targeted Zhao Jingshi could very well be the same Cursing Practitioner who cursed Cui Ying.

There’s no way it isn’t!

"Zhao Jingshi, do you remember what that person’s name was?"

Zhao Jingshi, with her eyes closed, hesitated before saying: "I think... his name was something like... Zhang Qi-something?"

"Zhang Qicheng!"

Ren Feifan’s eyes flashed with a hint of anger—the intention to kill suddenly erupting!

People who use this kind of sorcery are all scum!

Regardless, it involves the Blood Covenant linked to Cui Ying.

He must track down Zhang Qicheng and kill him with his own hands!

Zhao Jingshi felt the murderous intent from Ren Feifan, her body suddenly feeling like she was in an icy cave.

How could a doctor have such terrifying bloodlust?

After a while, Ren Feifan collected his thoughts and looked deeply at the superstar in front of him.

"Take off the object covering your chest as well. I need to treat you. This black vine has already spread to your chest, I need to administer acupuncture."

Zhao Jingshi hesitated for a moment but then thought that there was nothing to lose.

Aunt Wang had said, if she could hook up with this guy, perhaps no one in the entire entertainment industry would dare touch her after that.

Moreover, the waters of the entertainment circle were too deep, and she might be taken advantage of by some old man. She’d rather give herself entirely to this young man.

Also, this young guy was quite dominant and handsome, and he had a strong figure... She wondered about that other thing...

Zhao Jingshi sat up, reached behind her back, and easily undid the clasp. The moment her coverings were removed, a pair of bouncing white rabbits hopped out to greet them, appearing from afar like large buns...