Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 642 - 641: The Feast at Hongmen_1

Chapter 642: Chapter 641: The Feast at Hongmen_1

Ren Feifan left the Ye family, intending to drive to the cafe, but to his surprise, there happened to be a taxi parked near the Ye family residence.

Since it was such a coincidence, he decided to take the taxi instead to avoid the hassle.

Speaking of which, considering his status now, he should hire a personal driver.

When the time comes, he could have the Holy Gate arrange someone to be his driver.

That superpower wielder with a physical ability could be a good choice.

Once the issue with the Cursing Practitioner is resolved, he would pay another visit to the Holy Gate. He wondered how the group of people who had taken the potions from Unit 731 had changed.

"Master, take me to 95 Degrees Cafe on North Qing Street."

After getting into the taxi, Ren Feifan gave his instructions directly.

"Sure thing!"

The taxi driver immediately started the car and zoomed off.

For some reason, Ren Feifan sensed something odd about the driver.

He took a quick glance at the driver in the rearview mirror and seeing that the latter was not a cultivator, he didn’t give it much thought.

"Perhaps I’ve been too suspicious lately due to encountering too many people."

Ren Feifan shook his head helplessly, rubbing his temples as he muttered to himself.

As the landscape outside the window whizzed past, but after a while, Ren Feifan was completely sure something was off. The route they were on was not the one leading to North Qing Street! Instead, they were heading towards increasingly remote areas, seemingly towards the suburbs.

He narrowed his eyes at the master:

"Master, have you taken a wrong turn?"

"No, the main road is too busy, and there’s a severe traffic jam. So I plan to take a shortcut. It’ll be faster. Don’t worry, young man."

The driver gave a breezy laugh in response.

But his eyes were slightly—almost imperceptibly—diverted to the rearview mirror, watching every move of the young man.

Ren Feifan chose not to react, confident that there was something wrong with the driver and the car. But if the other party wanted to take him somewhere, why not?

If there’s an obvious trap waiting for him, why not face it head-on!

If he didn’t eliminate these people now, they would undoubtedly use even more terrifying means in the future.

Eliminating threats in the bud had always been Ren Feifan’s principle.

Not long after, the car vanished from the main city area, as if it had never been there .

...

Eventually, the taxi stopped at an abandoned repair factory outside the city.

The surrounding area was desolate, an excellent place to handle matters without attracting attention.

Ren Feifan looked calmly at the man sitting in the driver’s seat, smiled, and asked in a contemplative tone, "Who sent you this time? How much did they offer?"

His words made the hand that was about to open the door freeze in mid-air. The man hadn’t expected the youngster to see through everything so easily.

But why was he so calm?

Didn’t he know that he might never return from this trip?

Or did he have some sort of backup?

"Young man, now that you’re aware, let me give you some advice out of goodwill. It’s best to behave yourself later. Those people might not do anything to you."

His voice hinted at a chill and coldness, as if he had already determined Ren Feifan’s fate.

Like nothing more than a speck of dust.

"What makes you so sure that I will be the one to stay, and not them?"

Ren Feifan gave a small smile, then got out of the car without paying any further attention to the taxi driver.

An ordinary man, nothing to worry about.

The person in charge would undoubtedly show up soon.

The moment the car door opened, Ren Feifan saw three people outside. Two of them were not very powerful and could be ignored.

The one who made Ren Feifan feel threatened was a young man leaning against the wall, casually chewing on a grass stalk. Ren Feifan could not see through this man’s cultivation level.

Either the man had no cultivation at all, or his cultivation was unfathomably deep.

Most likely of Heavenly Rank level or beyond.

The latter was undoubtedly the case, but Ren Feifan was not afraid. He had the ability to defeat enemies above his level, and he had many trump cards. He didn’t need to be scared.

"Are you here?" The young man leaning against the wall gave a devilish smile. Without lifting his gaze to look at Ren Feifan, he crossed his arms over his chest, exuding an air of confidence.

Ren Feifan didn’t say anything, his starry eyes fixed on the young man. How could there be so many top fighters in the mortal world?

The past version of him used to believe that the half-step Heavenly Rank was the pinnacle of the mortal world. But now, the stronger his power, the broader his horizons. He suddenly realized that the half-step Heavenly Rank was just the beginning.

"Before I kill someone, I like to introduce myself. I’m Ding Hong, from the Hidden Gate. Master Ren is in seclusion currently and has sent me to meet with you. What surprised me was that he told me that your growth could pose a threat to him. I initially thought your realm would be somewhat frightening, but upon seeing you now, it seems Master Ren was overthinking."

"How could a mere half-step Heavenly Rank garbage threaten our Sect Leader of the Red Sect?"

Ding Hong suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze lazy, giving others an image of a homebody.

"Are you referring to Ren Feicheng?" Ren Feifan asked, his fingers clenched.

"Master Ren’s name is not for you to casually call out!" Ding Hong retorted coldly.

From Ding Hong’s words, Ren Feifan gleaned another crucial piece of information. It seemed that Ren Feicheng’s position within the Hidden Gate was even higher than he had imagined.

Not only was he the disciple of the Daoist of Infinity, but he also established his own power.

The Red Sect? Interesting.

Well, he was curious about what would happen when the Holy Gate met with the Red Sect.

The current Holy Gate was naturally no match for them, but as long as the Holy Gate was given more time, Ren Feifan was confident that he would crush Ren Feicheng’s power underfoot!

Taking a few steps forward without any sign of being at a disadvantage, Ren Feifan casually said, "So you’re from the Red Sect? Since you’re a part of Ren Feicheng’s power, then you’re my enemy. I don’t mind inflicting serious damage!"

"Ant, you dream of inflicting serious damage? Hehe, you know nothing about what true power is!"

Ding Hong’s voice, chilling to the bone, echoed as if he had already determined Ren Feifan’s fate.

The next second, Ding Hong was in front of Ren Feifan, like a ghost, his cold eyes fixed on the lad as if the next moment would unleash a killing spree.

Ren Feifan didn’t show any signs of panic. He sported a smile at the corner of his lips, "Well, let’s fight, then!"

Ding Hong was also surprised that Ren Feifan would be so forthcoming. He knew well that such a person was either supremely confident or making a last-ditch struggle.

He waved his hand, indicating the surrounding people to step back. This time, Master Ren had rarely assigned him a task, and he was determined to complete it excellently, no matter what.

His strength was at the lower end in the Red Sect, but it was more than enough in the mortal realm. Master Ren’s arrangement only showed that he believed Ding Hong’s strength was more than sufficient.

He couldn’t disappoint Master Ren. The best outcome would be to bring back the head of this person!

The fight is about to begin!

Ding Hong eerily pulled out a Soft Sword from behind his back. Not daring to be careless, he said in a soft voice, "Boy, show me your weapon."

Ren Feifan shook his head, a flat expression on his face: "Right now, you’re not worth drawing my sword."

There was a hint of arrogance in his words, but indeed, that was exactly how Ren Feifan felt.

Even if Ding Hong was very patient, he couldn’t help feeling provoked. He stopped paying attention to Ren Feifan’s dismissiveness. The sword in his hand brought up several traces of Sword Intent, each filled with sword light. When these intents and lights crossed, they formed a dazzling array of fireworks, enveloping Ren Feifan.

"Then die!"