Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 879 - 877: Negotiating Terms at the Door!

Chapter 879: Chapter 877: Negotiating Terms at the Door!

The dark-clad figure truly couldn’t stay calm this time.

From that one punch earlier, the opponent’s physical strength surpassed many of the Hidden Gate’s Body Refinement practitioners.

A cultivator who dual cultivates both combat and Body Refinement?

If that was indeed the case, he was no match for this man at all, especially since the opponent’s aura gave off a feeling of nonchalance, which implied this wasn’t his full strength!

He had no time to ponder as an even more terrifying strike swept over!

The dark-clad figure wanted to dodge, but sadly, Ren Feifan’s speed was even faster than his!

"Bang!"

In almost an instant, a punch like blazing flames smashed into the assailant’s chest!

Simple! Brutal!

It almost went right through!

The dark-clad figure crashed to the ground, leaving a pool of blood!

With his strength, he wouldn’t normally be in such a sorry state, but he had underestimated this mundane man from the start.

He had thought, how strong could a twenty-year-old from the secular world possibly be?

But now, he regretted it!

Seeing no escape, he hurriedly formed hand seals and muttered something under his breath.

The next second, the restriction he had set up suddenly vanished!

Ren Feifan snorted coldly, wanting to stamp his foot on the other’s chest and demand to know who had sent him!

But when he stomped down, he found nothing!

Completely empty.

Huh?

The person had actually disappeared?

All that was left in place was a black robe and a pool of blood, nothing else!

Ren Feifan had never expected that this Hidden Gate fellow would slip away under his watch, but how did he do it, and why hadn’t he noticed anything?

After much thought and still clueless, Ren Feifan decided not to concern himself with it anymore and headed straight for Xu Shihan and her group.

They must have finished their shopping by now, and it was best to leave quickly. It wasn’t wise to linger.

He couldn’t guarantee that this place housed only one person from the Hidden Gate.

Forget it, he would just handle things as they came.

...

At a five-star hotel in Capital City.

Mr. Feng was not planning on returning to Crouching Dragon Villa today, so he’d found a hotel to stay in instead.

At the moment, he was seated cross-legged in front of a floor-to-ceiling window, his True Qi revolving within his Dantian.

True Qi continuously flowed from his body, its presence formidable.

And from his body shimmered waves of light that seemed to penetrate every limb and bone!

Suddenly, the entire hotel room shook lightly, as if something had appeared, a shadowy figure emerged, seemingly out of nowhere, and crashed to the ground!

"Pfft!"

The shadow coughed out a mouthful of fresh blood, his face pale.

Mr. Feng naturally noticed, his eyes suddenly turned cold as he sprang to his feet, helped the shadow up, and asked seriously, "Shadow Raid, what happened to you? You’re seriously injured. Who did this? I’ll help you have your revenge!"

His first thought was that it might have been Ren Feifan, but he dismissed it as unlikely, because if that kid had such strength, why would he stay in the secular world? He’d have joined the Hidden Gate long ago. After all, Shadow Raid’s strength might not be very strong in the Hidden Gate, but he was definitely a master in the secular world.

There are no more than a hundred people who could inflict such damage on him.

Later on, he managed to administer an elixir to Shadow Raid, which improved his complexion slightly.

"What exactly happened? Was it the old monster that grandpa sent to protect that kid who attacked you? That’s outrageous!"

Shadow Raid shook his head, his weak voice said, "Mr. Feng, I won’t say much, but this man must not be made an enemy. His strength is impressive, and he might even be a dual cultivator. Until you understand his background, remember not to act rashly!"

Mr. Feng had calmed down now, a cold smile playing on the corners of his mouth. He spoke seriously, "It seems I have underestimated this guy. If he can earn such admiration from my grandfather, he must truly possess some skill. Shadow Raid, I ask you, if I were to fight this person, what are my chances of winning?"

After some thought, Shadow Raid replied earnestly, "Seventy percent."

Mr. Feng nodded in satisfaction. "It seems there might indeed be a chance to eliminate him."

"Mr. Feng, you’ve got it wrong," Shadow Raid clarified. "What I meant was that he has a seventy percent chance of completely defeating you!"

Hearing this, Mr. Feng’s face changed drastically.

"In that case, it’s time I met him myself."

"Mr. Feng, there’s another matter I’m unsure whether I should mention."

"Speak!"

"This person has some connection with that genius from the Hidden Gate’s Wuji Sect..."

"Rest assured, the two of them are archenemies; it’s hardly a secret in Capital City anymore."

...

At eight o’clock in the evening, Ren Feifan and the three ladies returned home laden with bags, their faces flushed with satisfaction. But this had Ren Feifan quite exhausted.

The physical strain was manageable, but the psychological toll was the real challenge. Ren Feifan even wished he could split himself into several clones, one of which dedicated solely to shopping with them.

Ren Feifan had barely settled back at his place when visitors came knocking on his door.

It was his cheap Uncle Wang Zhen again!

Ren Feifan didn’t need to guess; most likely, Wang Zhen was acting as the old leader’s envoy, who probably still had his heart set on that so-called entry ticket.

During this period, Ren Feifan had pondered over what to do with that jade command token. From a certain perspective, handing it over to Huaxia was the best course of action.

It even presented an opportunity to make those in power owe him a favor. Why not do it?

Before Wang Zhen could even sit down, Ren Feifan went straight to the point, "Uncle, I’ll accompany you to Crouching Dragon Villa tomorrow to resolve the matter with the jade order, but I will have some conditions. If the old leader disagrees, then we can part amicably and not interfere with each other, alright?"

"Of course, I promise you on behalf of your uncle!"

On hearing this, Wang Zhen was ecstatic inside. He knew all too well about his nephew’s stubborn streak, as headstrong as an ox. He had been prepared for the worst on his way here but to his surprise, there was still hope!

Without wasting time on small talk, he immediately called the old leader and arranged a meeting at Crouching Dragon Villa for ten o’clock the next morning.

...

The night passed without incident.

The next day, Wang Zhen sent a car to take Ren Feifan to Crouching Dragon Villa.

Upon entering the hall, Ren Feifan saw several familiar faces, all of whom he had met during his last visit to the country.

At the moment, all eyes were fervently fixed on Ren Feifan, as they were well aware that he might very well hand over the jade order—the so-called entry ticket—today.

The only one who stood out was a man in white. Ren Feifan felt a trace of murderous intent and his gaze sharpened as he saw a man dressed in a white casual outfit, with a gloomy expression and his eyes fixated on him, as if he wanted to kill Ren Feifan there and then.

Ren Feifan was confused. From the man’s position, he seemed closely connected to the old leader, but why would he harbor such intense animosity toward him?

The old leader clearly noticed Ren Feifan’s uneasy expression and glanced at his grandson as a reminder, "Remember, show restraint. If there’s a next time, grandfather will teach you how to behave all over again!"

Mr. Feng snorted and turned his head away.

Ren Feifan ignored them and took the seat left empty at the center.

Without beating around the bush, he took out the glowing jade order and said earnestly, "This should be what you want, right?"

Seeing that Ren Feifan had so casually produced the jade order, everyone tensed and nodded:

"Yes, yes, yes, be careful with it. If it gets damaged, it’ll be troublesome."

Ren Feifan ignored the comment and continued, "Everyone knows that I acquired this item at the risk of my life. Naturally, I wouldn’t just hand it over to you all for nothing. You understand that, right?"

Everyone present inhaled sharply.

So it turned out this youngster was here to bargain!

With such an attitude, it was clear he was ready to negotiate.

The thought of a mere twenty-year-old whippersnapper negotiating with them—seasoned veterans who had been on the battlefield for decades—made lines of frustration appear on their foreheads.

Ren Feifan was unconcerned with everyone’s reaction and threw a bombshell, "First, from now on, the Holy Gate will be free from the control of the cultivators’ treaty. Of course, we also promise not to act recklessly."

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