Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 950 - 948: Return to the Capital! (Fourth Release!)

Chapter 950: Chapter 948: Return to the Capital! (Fourth Release!)

"Gu Cheng, what is the Eight Insignias Dragon Protection Formation?" the Demon Queen asked, puzzled.

Gu Cheng’s eyes were fixed on the place where Ren Feifan had disappeared. He carefully returned the Jade Pendant to the Demon Queen, then said, "Your Holiness, the Eight Insignias Dragon Protection Formation is a grand protection formation that I always thought existed only in legend.

Today is also the first time I have seen it. The most distinct feature of the Eight Insignias Dragon Protection Formation is the presence of eight dragon shadows, each with different inscriptions. When you are under attack, these eight dragons with different inscribed attributes will protect you from left and right, and normally, not even a master at the True Path Realm could harm you!"

Moreover, drawing this formation requires a drop of special bloodline, and the best is the blood of the Divine Dragon.

Since the Divine Dragons of this world have long since vanished, the Eight Insignias Dragon Protection Formation has become extremely rare."

After finishing his explanation, Gu Cheng added, "Your Holiness, if this Jade Pendant given to you by the young man were to be placed in an auction, it would undoubtedly cause a sensation! Even in the Hidden Gate, it would be priceless!"

At this moment, the Demon Queen suddenly realized something.

She had merely accepted the Jade Pendant to avoid further conversation with the young man, but she never expected it to be of such value!

If it was considered priceless even within the Hidden Gate, then its significance was truly intriguing.

It seemed she now owed this person a tremendous favor.

In the end, the Demon Queen glanced in the direction where Ren Feifan had left, sighed deeply, and said lightly, "Let’s go then. The pressing matter is to head to Capital City and rendezvous with the other elders of the Spirit Clan before we discuss our plans for revenge!"

"Yes, Your Holiness!"

...

Ren Feifan returned to the villa, went straight to sleep, and even sent a portrait of the Hidden Gate expert he had encountered on the Island of Ten Thousand Beasts to the Guardians, asking them to keep an eye out.

For some reason, he had a deep sense of unease about this person.

The next day, he got up early to take the high-speed rail to Capital City.

The high-speed rail was very fast, and by 1 p.m., Ren Feifan had already arrived at Capital City’s South Station.

He walked straight out of the high-speed rail station.

The sunlight was somewhat dazzling.

But just as he walked out of the exit, he saw that outside was a dense crowd of people.

Ren Feifan’s first reaction was that these were disciples of his sacred sect there to welcome him, but upon closer inspection, these people were all ordinary folk, key among them holding banners, faces flush with excitement.

Ren Feifan briefly scanned the crowd and noticed that the banners all bore three characters.

Zhao Jingshi.

Were this group actually here to chase after a celebrity?

Had Zhao Jingsshi really booked an entire section of the high-speed rail again?

Ren Feifan touched his nose and smiled helplessly as he walked toward the outside, although he had shared some ambiguous moments with this female celebrity previously, he now had no interest in playing with any superstar.

But the station’s exit was packed with people, completely blocking his path.

"Forget it, I’ll call Ye Chuchen first."

Ren Feifan ran to a corner, took out his phone, and made the call. Ye Chuchen, expectedly, picked up the call immediately.

From the conversation, he learned that there had been nothing unusual about Ye Qingcheng recently, nor had any particular individuals approached her—apparently, the Hidden Gate Ye family hadn’t arrived in Huaxia yet.

This was good news; the best outcome would be if the Hidden Gate Ye family completely forgot about the matter. That would be perfect.

But that was just wishful thinking.

Ren Feifan hung up the phone only to see a woman wearing sunglasses and a mask, escorted by numerous black-suited security guards, coming out.

All the fans screamed and surged forward in excitement, causing a chaotic scene.

Ren Feifan silently lit a cigarette and mused, "Being a star isn’t easy either; being too popular can be a problem too."

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out!

The entire station instantly erupted into chaos!

"Ah!"

Countless screams echoed as the crowd surged even more violently!

Ren Feifan’s eyes narrowed, and he instinctively shot out a stream of True Qi from the palm of his hand, directly hitting the speeding bullet!

The bullet was deflected in an instant, but the dense crowd descended into chaos as countless people trampled wildly.

Casualties occurred.

Ren Feifan’s gaze swept the crowd and he instantly spotted Zhao Jingshi.

At that moment, Zhao Jingshi was crouching on the ground with her hands over her head, and of the dozen or so security guards that had been surrounding her, only three remained to protect her on either side.

Suddenly, Ren Feifan noticed two male fans in the crowd who, instead of running away, were heading towards Zhao Jingshi!

The welcome signs in their hands suddenly vanished, and a blade appeared in their palms as they swiftly slashed at the bodyguard’s neck.

In the crush of bodies, even though Zhao Jingshi’s bodyguards were on high alert, they were no match for the well-trained assassins.

And to make matters worse, those assassins had a foundation in cultivation!

Three bodyguards collapsed to the ground, dead.

One of the assassins narrowed his eyes, looked at the helpless Zhao Jingshi on the ground with a smile, and said, "Someone wants to enjoy you; you should feel lucky."

After finishing his words, he reached out a hand towards Zhao Jingshi, a malicious grin on his lips.

Zhao Jingshi screamed, her face pale with terror. Throughout the years, she had encountered many such sudden incidents, but this was the first time she saw a dead person!

And right before her eyes.

Just as the assassins’ hands were about to grab Zhao Jingshi’s shoulders, a silver needle shot straight into one assassin’s wrist!

"Pu!"

Blood splattered everywhere, and for reasons unknown, the assassin’s body toppled over, his life rapidly slipping away!

How could this be!

His eyes widened, and soon he saw a young man appear before him, holding a silver needle and shooting it out again!

In the span of a second, another assassin collapsed on the spot, dead!

Having done all this, Ren Feifan scooped Zhao Jingshi into his arms and sped away.

The crowd was chaotic, and the cameras had been destroyed by him in advance. At this moment, Ren Feifan and Zhao Jingshi were like ghosts, completely unnoticed.

Zhao Jingshi’s eyes widened as she looked at the Ren Feifan holding her. She had imagined countless possibilities, but never expected Ren Feifan to appear at this moment!

She hadn’t seen Ren Feifan for a while!

From what she had heard from others, she already knew how terrifying Ren Feifan was, and his methods reached the heavens.

Even though she was a celebrity, she would always remain far removed from such people.

"How did you come to be here..."

"No time for that!"

Ren Feifan’s voice was stern as he carried Zhao Jingshi into an alley across the street, then light-footed, he ascended as if walking on walls, and they soon reached the rooftop.

This frightened Zhao Jingshi, the big star—that Ren Feifan was playing with her heart rate.

What if they fell! Her eyes closed in fear as she clung tightly to Ren Feifan.

But soon, she realized they had landed on top of the roof. And there on the roof lay a man, fully focused on the sniper rifle scope in front of him.

She immediately realized it was that man who had fired the shot!

Ren Feifan gently set Zhao Jingshi down on the ground and slowly approached the assassin.

"Who sent you?" Ren Feifan’s icy voice echoed in the assassin’s ears.

The assassin’s eyes narrowed as he quickly flipped over, with a handgun appearing in his hand. As he was about to fire, a shadow flashed before his eyes. Ren Feifan’s hand was already on the muzzle of the gun, and with a slight exertion of force, the entire gun deformed!

The next second, he discarded the lump of metal in his hand, grabbed the assassin by the neck, and hoisted him one-handedly, dangling the man over the edge of the rooftop!

Nearly a hundred meters above the ground!

Below was an abyss!