Urban Supernatural Medical Saint

The atmosphere was eerily quiet, oppressively so.

As the legendary assassin ranked first on the Heavenly List, at this moment, her eyes revealed unwillingness and shock. There was a bloodstain on her chest.

The bloodstain was deep.

Blood was oozing out.

Qin Wan was using her Inner Strength to control her bleeding.

If the sword had struck slightly deeper, she believed she wouldn't be alive, and she might have even been cleaved in two.

At the same time, she knew that the mission was no longer possible to complete.

After a long silence.

Fang Yu spoke indifferently:

"I didn't kill you because I'm giving you a chance... Tell me, who hired you?"

Qin Wan shuddered violently.

She slowly turned around, her gaze falling on Fang Yu.

Her eyes were complex, her heart filled with terror.

"What if I don't say? You know… as an assassin, once a mission is accepted, even in death, one must not violate their oath." Qin Wan's voice was very soft.

"Okay."

Fang Yu slowly turned around, and the two faced each other, "I'll ask you, and you just need to nod. Is it the Zhao Family from Yanjing who hired you?"

Qin Wan shook her head slightly.

Fang Yu continued: "Then it must be the Jin Family from Yanjing."

This time, Qin Wan didn't speak, which was equivalent to confirming what Fang Yu had said.

"Really willing to spend big, first ten million, now a hundred million... heh heh..."

Upon hearing this, Qin Wan said softly:

"If I had known that you were of the Eighth Layer Heaven Realm in Martial Arts... Not to mention a hundred million, even ten billion wouldn't have tempted me to take this mission."

Having money is one thing, but one has to be alive to spend it.

Without life, all the money in the world is useless.

"You've given up?" Fang Yu said with a smile.

"What can I do if I don't give up?" Desperation filled Qin Wan's eyes, "Up until now, of all known powers, only Lu Tianyuan of the Lu Family is known to have reached the pinnacle of Martial Arts Seventh Layer. No one has ever heard of anyone beyond the Eighth Layer. It's just... I never imagined that I would encounter a master of the Eighth Layer Heaven Realm."

Her tone was filled with helplessness and sighs.

"It's good that you know," Fang Yu didn't say much more.

"So, to kill or to slice, it's all up to you. I, Qin Wan, accept my fate."

Ever since she became an assassin, she had always been prepared to face death.

At this time—

Chen Daotian finally recovered from his shock and hurriedly ran to Fang Yu's side.

"Holy shit!"

"Big brother!"

"Eighth Layer Heaven!"

"You're really at the Eighth Layer!?"

"Where's your sword?"

"Damn... my buddy is actually a Martial Artist of the Eighth Layer Heaven!?"

Seeing Chen Daotian making a commotion, Fang Yu rolled his eyes: "Can you not make such a fuss?"

"Eighth Layer Heaven! Eighth Layer Heaven! How can I not be excited?" Chen Daotian was almost jumping up.

"Annoying."

Fang Yu glared at him and then looked toward Qin Wan, saying, "I won't kill you... but unfortunately, you are a target mission of our Dark Web."

Qin Wan's eyes dimmed.

Chen Daotian also looked over and said, "Qin Wan. Just surrender quietly, Seventh Layer Heaven is like playing house in front of the Eighth Layer."

Thinking of this made Chen Daotian incredibly smug. Just earlier, he was ready to run away. Now, he felt quite conceited.

Qin Wan remained silent.

Chen Daotian hastened, "Chen Daotian, aren't you going to pull out your handcuffs?" Fang Yu rolled his eyes.

"Oh, right, right, right."

Chen Daotian took out a pair of handcuffs resembling those used by police from his embrace and walked over to Qin Wan. At first, Qin Wan was somewhat resistant.

But the presence coming off Fang Yu suppressed her, rendering her completely unable to move.

These weren't ordinary handcuffs.

Once put on, even strong Inner Strength couldn't break them.

But... she had no choice.

As soon as the handcuffs were on, Chen Daotian said fiercely, "Don't move! If you move again, watch out, brother Yu might force himself on you!"

"..."

Fang Yu lifted his foot and kicked towards his butt.

Chen Daotian scratched his head, saying: "It's just a joke, don't mind it. The atmosphere was a bit tense, just trying to lighten the mood."

Fang Yu said:

"You bring her back to the headquarters, I still have to stay in Jiangzhou for two more days."

"Mm."

Chen Daotian didn't joke this time.

When leaving, Qin Wan turned back to look at Fang Yu and said indifferently, "The Jin Family isn't so simple; don't be careless."

"Hm?" Fang Yu was startled.

"But then again, why should I worry about a Martial Artist of the Eighth Heavenly Layers?" Qin Wan, somewhat reluctant, turned and left with Chen Daotian.

Night fell.

Fang Yu looked up at the sky and casually checked into a hotel for the night.

The next day, he visited his good brother Yan Hu. Fortunately, the recovery was going well; his internal organs had stabilized overnight and, with a bit more time and the medicinal effects of Fire Ganoderma, those organs would be completely healed.

Even so, Fang Yu couldn't stop worrying.

Yan Hu kept his eyes tightly closed.

With a soft sigh, Fang Yu sat beside the bed,

"If you had listened to me back then, how could you have ended up like this?"

"Sigh—"

"You're just too honest."

Fang Yu sighed softly.

His mind was filled with scenes from the past.

"I don't want to see you end up like Ye Fei."

"Do you think Ji Qiubai is a good person? Haha..."

"Brother, you're just a pawn he used."

He paused for a moment.

"If it wasn't for me, you would have died in the life-and-death fight that day... You ungrateful fool, I've saved you so many times! You just wouldn't listen to me!"

"Forget it, it's not like you can understand even if I say more."

Fang Yu slowly stood up and took a deep breath.

As he left the ward, two streams of hot tears slid down from the corners of Yan Hu's eyes.

...

In the room where Zeng Qiji stayed,

As soon as Fang Yu entered, he burst into tears.

"Bro Yu! Bro Yu... It's my fault; I couldn't stop Brother Hu, blame me, it's all my fault—" Zeng Qiji cried out loud.

Fang Yu remained silent.

"Yan Hu knew Ji Qiubai wanted to take Sister-in-law, and he refused, so Ji Qiubai hanged and beat him! Yan Hu is so foolish! He didn't even fight back!" Zeng Qiji kept lamenting.

At that moment, Fang Yu finally waved his hand and said:

"What's done is done. From now on, Jiangzhou will no longer have Ji Qiubai, nor those so-called martial arts world conflicts."

Zeng Qiji nodded his head.

"Little Zeng, after you recover, you and Brother Hu go to Fan Tong's bar and make a living there."

"Oh." Zeng Qiji gradually stopped crying, "Bro Yu, where are you going?"

"Me?"

Fang Yu thought of Yanjing.

Now that his power had reached the Eighth Layer Heaven, what was there to fear?

The Lu Family in Ze State and Jin City would inevitably have a battle sooner or later.

"I'll take a trip to Yanjing in a couple of days," Fang Yu said.

"Oh." Zeng Qiji nodded.

Seeing that Zeng Qiji was in good spirits, Fang Yu checked the time and said, "I have things to do, so I'm leaving first. If Brother Hu wakes up, tell him to stay well in Jiangzhou."

"Mm."

Fang Yu turned and left the ward.

After leaving Peace Hospital, Fang Yu hailed a taxi.

"Driver, to the Barbarian Club."

The taxi driver was slightly taken aback when he heard Barbarian Club and asked, "Young man, what are you doing at the Barbarian Club?"

Fang Yu didn't expect the driver to ask such a question and just smiled: "Visiting a friend."

"Visiting a friend? I'd advise you to stay away from those people in there," the driver talked on while driving.

"Oh? Why is that?"

"I heard from others that the people there are unreasonable and low-bred; the police have gone there countless times but they never learn. They've made quite a name for themselves in Jiangzhou," the driver said.

"That exaggerated?" Fang Yu was surprised.

"Yeah! I remember a while back, a lunatic ran out of the Barbarian Club, streaking naked on the main street! It even made the news," the driver shook his head.

"Wow... that's messed up."

Fang Yu inwardly clicked his tongue.

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