Urban Supreme Medical Saint-Chapter 1832 - 1828: News of Osiris! (Part 1)

"Don’t even think about it!"

As soon as Ren Feifan finished speaking, Master Zheng’s originally aggressive demeanor completely changed.

He looked at the shattered table before him, his entire body trembling inexplicably.

The wrath of a Grandmaster was not something a mere cultivator like him could endure.

Even if Ren Feifan were to kill him in front of Wang Zhen, Wang Zhen wouldn’t dare seek justice, and those above them certainly wouldn’t either!

For Ren Feifan and his Saint Gate had become a symbol in Huaxia, suppressing countless cultivation factions!

Who would dare stir up trouble in the Capital City?

That would be nothing short of provoking the Saint Gate itself!

But Master Zheng’s true intention wasn’t to threaten. He merely wanted to join the Saint Gate in the Capital City, as every cultivator in Huaxia knew that joining the Saint Gate was undoubtedly the path to greatness!

It would elevate one’s cultivation speed a hundredfold.

Master Zheng once knew someone who, before joining the Saint Gate, was only in the Earth-level Realm, but within less than a year, they unexpectedly stepped into the Half-step Heavenly-level Realm.

Such cultivation speed was almost beyond belief.

Just a few days ago, Master Zheng even went to the Saint Gate himself. Although he was turned away by its Gatekeeper, he could feel breakthrough auras emanating from within!

It shattered his entire understanding of cultivation.

It turned out that the seemingly insurmountable breakthroughs and realms became so simple within the Saint Gate.

He silently vowed to himself then and there that he would join the Saint Gate, no matter what it took.

Since that day, he began investigating the Saint Gate, even digging into the Saint Sovereign behind it. Upon learning that the Saint Sovereign often interacted with Wang Zhen of the National Security Bureau, he utilized a connection—a friend working in the bureau—to acquire some crucial information.

Ren Feifan and Wang Zhen were looking for a group of foreigners.

The leader of that group seemed to be someone called Osiris.

He knew that Osiris was his key to getting close to Ren Feifan.

Thus, he dispatched people to search all across the Capital City for Osiris and any foreigners, until not long ago, one of his men spotted a nine-headed serpent in an abandoned factory on the western outskirts of the city.

An extraordinarily eerie nine-headed serpent.

From the photos, the nine-headed serpent clearly did not originate in Huaxia; it seemed more like a sacred artifact from a foreign land.

Master Zheng then used a drone to scout the abandoned factory, where he happened to spot an Egyptian man!

Overjoyed, he felt as though his path to the Saint Gate was within reach.

After gathering the evidence, he immediately brought it to Wang Zhen, even asking Wang Zhen to inform the Saint Sovereign.

Everything was developing according to his expectations—until the critical moment, when the Saint Sovereign unexpectedly grew enraged!

Sitting nearby, Wang Zhen glanced at Master Zheng and sighed deeply. He had already predicted this outcome.

You could threaten anyone, but never Ren Feifan.

Had it not been for Master Zheng insisting on meeting Ren Feifan due to the information about Osiris, Wang Zhen wouldn’t have contacted Ren Feifan over something like this.

And now, things had deteriorated to this point. He bore some responsibility as well.

The air in the private room suddenly turned still, a murderous aura engulfing the space.

This was the might of the Saint Sovereign.

Master Zheng felt as though an invisible hand was tightening around his throat, causing him immense pain.

"I don’t care who you are or what valuable information you hold—I’ll tell you this: I, Ren Feifan, loathe threats more than anything in my life. Someone like you dreaming of entering the Saint Gate? Absolutely impossible! Get out!"

Ren Feifan spoke with unwavering authority, his voice chilling like snow falling in June.

With that, Ren Feifan rose to leave.

He didn’t want to waste another second here.

Just then, Master Zheng snapped out of his daze and hurriedly pleaded, "Grandmaster Ren, please quell your anger! I, Zheng, was utterly blinded by greed, which led to such a foolish mistake! Grandmaster Ren, I will now share Osiris’s information with you—please, wait!"

Master Zheng fully understood that while he might not be able to rely on Ren Feifan now, he absolutely couldn’t afford to provoke him!

The consequences of offending Ren Feifan were too terrible to imagine!

The Saint Gate wouldn’t even need to make a move; other sects eager to curry favor with the Saint Gate would completely annihilate his own faction!

He’d even fear for his own life!

Ren Feifan paused mid-step, turning around with a stern expression. "Speak."

Master Zheng trembled visibly, hastily passing over a few photos he had been holding.

"Grandmaster Ren, please have a look. These photos were taken at great personal risk," Master Zheng said hurriedly.

As True Qi surged in Ren Feifan’s palm, a whirlwind swept across the room, and the photos landed neatly in his hand.

The first photo depicted a massive, black-misted nine-headed serpent. It appeared to be inside an abandoned factory, and its enormous body had burst through the roof. For some reason, unease crept into Ren Feifan’s heart as he looked at it.

The feeling was unusually strong.

Even the Fire Dragon deep within his Dantian grew restless.

A nine-headed serpent? A Huaxia dragon?

It seemed there was some connection between the two.

The second and third photos showed a group of Egyptian elders, though the images were blurry due to the distance from which they were taken.

However, Ren Feifan was certain that one of them was one of the three Pharaohs he had killed today.

It seemed the information provided by this old man wasn’t wrong.

Osiris was indeed here.

"Where is this place?" Ren Feifan’s tone softened slightly as he asked.

Master Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, quickly pulling out his phone, opening a map, and marking a location before cautiously handing it to Ren Feifan. "Grandmaster Ren, this place is rather remote and isn’t marked on any physical maps. This is a satellite map on my phone, roughly in this area. It’s an abandoned factory with no current operations. If Grandmaster Ren plans to go, I can guide you..."

Ren Feifan glanced at the map, forming a rough mental image.

"No need. I’ll go alone," Ren Feifan said.

It appeared that cultivators and those courting death tended to use abandoned factories as their base of operations.

Which made sense, considering the Capital City’s soaring property values and dense population. Abandoned factories were less likely to reveal their movements.

Ren Feifan retrieved an elixir from his mystical space and casually tossed it to Master Zheng. "This elixir is payment for your information. From now on, we owe each other nothing."

With that, Ren Feifan left behind a solitary figure as he departed.

Wang Zhen didn’t linger either. Now that Osiris’s location was confirmed, he needed to begin deploying the National Security Bureau’s forces.

Upon receiving the news, those above had issued him a special order.

Those who dared to invade Huaxia, openly flouting its laws, must not be allowed to live!

Once Ren Feifan and Wang Zhen had gone, only Master Zheng remained in the teahouse.

He clutched the crimson elixir in his hand, trembling all over.

Because the elixir far surpassed anything he had ever encountered in terms of quality!

If he consumed it, he might very well leap an entire major realm!

With information worth such an invaluable elixir, it was undoubtedly a major win for him!