Urban Supreme Medical Saint-Chapter 1827 - 1823: Danger Comes!

At this moment, none of the Saint disciples were sleeping; everything that had happened a few hours ago seemed to still linger before their eyes.

They understood that the power they had witnessed was not something they could resist in their current state!

So they were more determined than ever to cultivate relentlessly!

The Saint Master nurtures them to face formidable foes, not to hide behind him every time!

They stood up, clenched their fists tightly, and their gazes turned toward the window.

A lone and arrogant silhouette appeared; the Saint Master sat on the chair brimming with might and grandeur... uh... wait, the scene suddenly seemed off. They realized the Saint Master was currently sitting cross-legged on the chair, yawning nonstop.

All the Saint disciples had imagined the Saint Master standing tall, his hands behind his back, planting the Black Sword firmly into the ground, waiting for the surging undercurrents to arrive.

What a magnificent and imposing image that would have been!

But to their astonishment, the Saint Master’s demeanor deviated drastically from their expectations.

He showed absolutely no signs of being on guard.

Just then, a yellow dog leisurely strolled in through the gates of the Saint Sect. The yellow dog resembled a wolf, and its eyes brimmed with intelligence.

Ren Feifan froze for a moment upon seeing this, and his face lit up with a trace of delight—it was Big Huang!

Previously, Ren Feifan had been concerned about Sun Qingqing’s safety; thus, he temporarily assigned Big Huang to stay by Sun Qingqing’s side, especially as he couldn’t guarantee whether Luo Xiaoyao would send someone to Cheng City.

With Big Huang’s current combat capabilities, he could easily handle ordinary cultivators.

After Ren Feifan had arranged for the sect disciples to reach Cheng City, he allowed Big Huang to return.

Now that Big Huang had appeared, Ren Feifan could finally put his mind at ease.

Big Huang, equally thrilled to see Ren Feifan, wagged his tail relentlessly and even extended his tongue to lick Ren Feifan’s cheek.

At the same time, faint crimson light enveloped Big Huang’s body, his ferocious fangs bared, and his outward appearance had grown more menacing—ordinary people wouldn’t dare approach.

Man and dog reconnected and shared some banter; minutes later, their smiles suddenly froze as they both sensed mysterious energies stirring ten miles away.

Big Huang sat quietly next to Ren Feifan, baring his menacing fangs and letting out a low growl.

However, Ren Feifan inexplicably removed his shoes, leaned back leisurely on the chair, holding a thermos cup that had appeared in his hand at some point, entirely resembling a retired old man.

But amidst his casual demeanor, there was a glimmer of cruelty in his smile.

"Waited so long, and finally, these guys are here."

...

After an indeterminate period, three eerily dressed figures appeared outside the gates of the Saint Sect.

These three people were none other than three of the Pharaohs who had entered Huaxia following Osiris, individuals considered top experts in their domain.

The act of killing naturally did not require Osiris to take action himself.

Only when that Huaxia kid’s mental defenses completely collapse would it be Lord Osiris’s turn.

The three men scanned the surroundings with their emerald-green eyes, initially expecting to find the Saint Sect’s gates tightly shut and prepared for defense, but instead discovered the gates wide open!

And not far away, Ren Feifan was reclining leisurely on a chair, humming a tune.

The trio exchanged puzzled glances, a trace of surprise flickering in their eyes.

This was nothing like the scene they had anticipated!

Suddenly, Ren Feifan, lying on the chair, opened his eyes, exuding an overwhelming killing intent. His gaze met the three Pharaohs in the distance, colliding mid-air without a trace of fear, his lips curled into a faint, sinister smile.

This smile carried an inexplicable cruelty.

Seconds later, Ren Feifan’s smile stiffened; he fished out a cigarette from his pocket, flicked his hand gently to lodge it between his lips, but just as he was about to light it, he seemed to recall something and put it back into his pocket.

His Spiritual Sense scanned the area thoroughly, and he frowned slightly—for that old guy, Osiris, had surprisingly not shown up?

Does he think these three lackeys can deal with me and even kill indiscriminately under my surveillance?

Such disdain for Ren Feifan!

Big Huang stood up, his fangs gleaming coldly. His hind legs tensed, ready to erupt at any moment.

"Big Huang, sit back down. This trash isn’t worth your effort."

The three Pharaohs naturally heard Ren Feifan’s insulting remarks! One of them abruptly extended his hand, pointing at Ren Feifan and speaking in broken English, "Huaxia boy, you’re about to die, yet you dare to talk tough!"

Ren Feifan remained unfazed, his gaze playfully studying the trio.

"I bet you won’t step a single foot into the Saint Sect within three minutes! If you do, I’ll livestream myself—feed you shit!"

"You!"

The group of Pharaohs understood Huaxia language but could hardly keep up with Ren Feifan’s scathing retorts. The Pharaoh on the left finally lost his cool! He formed a hand seal and shot a streak of golden light toward Ren Feifan. novelbuddy-cσ๓

Originally, they had only intended to kill four Saint disciples!

Now that this kid was asking to die, they’d fulfill his wish—and it’d serve to curry favor with Lord Osiris!

However, as soon as the golden light touched the edge of the Saint Sect, the Sect Protection Array suddenly activated; a flash of blood-red light appeared, and the golden light vanished!

"Hmm?"

The Pharaoh who had attacked showed a hint of unease!

Though he wasn’t particularly familiar with Huaxia’s formations, he surmised there must be some sort of special power at the boundary!

His eyes burned red, his palm clenched tightly, summoning a staff engraved with a serpent motif!

Black smoke coiled around his arm, erupting in the next second as he struck directly toward the Saint Sect!

"Whatever this crappy thing is, I’ll shatter it!"

Inside the Saint Sect, Ren Feifan’s lips curled into a confident smile. Breaking through his array with such insignificant power? Not in this lifetime!

With a slight flick of his finger, the Sect Protection Array emitted a faint dragon chant!

The Pharaoh’s staff made contact with the Sect Protection Array, generating intense flames from the friction!

A victorious smile began to appear on the Pharaoh’s lips!

The flames were curse flames!

They could incinerate anything in the world!

To him, Huaxia’s cultivators were nothing but lowly trash—how could they ever compare to the curse power of their own nation!

But suddenly, an eerie surge of energy rippled out!

The Pharaoh faintly saw a Blood Dragon burst forth!

The curse flames vanished instantaneously as they were devoured by the Blood Dragon!

In an instant, a devastating force surged forward like a tsunami. Sensing imminent danger, the Pharaoh wanted to retreat!

But at that moment, a chilling voice rang out: "Since you came, don’t leave!"

The Blood Dragon erupted, piercing straight through the Pharaoh’s body!

In the blink of an eye, the body of the Pharaoh transformed into a mist of blood!

Crushed!

The Sect Protection Array alone was enough to crush them!

The remaining two Pharaohs froze in place—their arrogance was utterly obliterated, replaced entirely by terror.

"What... what on earth is this thing? Huaxia’s curse? Is it Huaxia’s curse?"

They trembled.

(PS: My grandfather was cremated earlier this morning. Thank you all for your concern and messages. There’s no way to repay your kindness. Once all this is settled, I’ll do my best to update diligently.

My grandfather didn’t know I was writing novels, but he loved reading works by Jin Yong and Gu Long. During his life, he adored books and newspapers; he always hoped I’d work in writing. I’ll continue to strive—believe that he’ll see this.)