Urban Super Medical Sage-Chapter 898 - 893: You Know Better Than I Do (3rd Update)
Chapter 898: Chapter 893: You Know Better Than I Do (3rd Update)
The lady in red is named Dong Rong’er.
Dong Rong’er was originally a noted figure of the Lijian Sect.
She is the acknowledged number one beauty of the Inner Sect.
In addition, Dong Rong’er’s talent for martial cultivation is also quite remarkable, consistently ranking within the top ten of the Inner Sect.
However, ever since Nangong Wu joined the Lijian Sect, Dong Rong’er’s limelight was abruptly stolen away!!!
Especially recently, with Nangong Wu’s strength advancing by leaps and bounds, even surpassing her own.
Dong Rong’er was so envious that she was nearly driven mad, yet she had no way to deal with it.
Her heart was seething with jealousy and venomous resentment.
"Senior Sister Rong’er!" The ten disciples guarding Nangong Wu bowed respectfully, somewhat in awe.
Strength is indeed a good thing.
With a slight smile, Dong Rong’er’s beautiful face assumed a hint of playfulness: "My junior brothers and sisters must be exhausted. Don’t let your guard down, otherwise, if Junior Sister Wu escapes, the Sect Master will not let you off easily."
"Yes! Do not worry, Senior Sister, we will be diligent and careful!" The ten Inner Sect disciples nodded earnestly, their expressions grave.
"I want to go in and see Junior Sister Wu, open the door!" Then, Dong Rong’er added.
"Yes!" One of the ten Inner Sect disciples quickly moved forward to unlock the heavy metal lock.
Dong Rong’er gracefully moved forward, pushing the door open and walking inside.
Inside the room.
Nangong Wu was practicing her cultivation.
As the door opened, she opened her eyes, and upon her indescribably beautiful face, calmness prevailed.
"Junior Sister Wu is quite composed, facing the Four Beasts Slaying Execution tomorrow and still in the mood to cultivate today," Dong Rong’er said to herself as she walked over to the tea table, sat down, lifted her hand to pour a cup of tea, and chuckled.
"Do you need something, Senior Sister Dong?" Nangong Wu asked indifferently, her voice somewhat cold.
"Nothing much, just here to see you, sort of like visiting a condemned prisoner!" Dong Rong’er’s smile grew thicker by three degrees: "By the way, I have something to tell you."
"What is it?"
"Do you know why Lin Beinan just happened to encounter you that day?" Dong Rong’er suddenly lifted her head, staring at Nangong Wu with a smile that suddenly turned grim, playful, and cruel.
Nangong Wu’s beautiful eyes flickered: "Was it you?"
"Giggle." Dong Rong’er giggled, tacitly admitting it.
"Why did you do it?" Nangong Wu asked, her voice cold, yet tinged with a hint of desolation.
"You don’t understand the rules," Dong Rong’er’s voice turned more cutting, filled with murderous intent: "You’ve just entered the Sect and already show off that much, haven’t you heard the saying? The wind is known by the tree it shakes. People should know to hide their clumsiness! You already possess a remarkably beautiful exterior that’s enough to provoke deep envy! Why then, do you need to display such an extraordinary, monstrous talent for martial cultivation?"
Nangong Wu fell silent, her heart filled with sorrow.
"You were too impatient. If you had waited another year, until I had become a Core Disciple, and then you showed your terrifying talent for martial cultivation, I wouldn’t have targeted you," Dong Rong’er took a sip of her tea, her red lips bewitching: "Additionally, sister should teach you, as a woman, possessing an exceptionally beautiful exterior is an asset. Don’t be too proud, and make good use of that exterior. Take me for example! Do you know who my man is? You might not believe it if I tell you, my man is none other than Feng Ren, the number one Core Disciple of the Lijian Sect."
Feng Ren?
Nangong Wu was shocked.
Who was Feng Ren? The number one Core Disciple of the Lijian Sect and also the top figure among the younger generation of the Sect.
Given that the Young Sect Master Zheng Jingyuan lacked strength, Feng Ren was very likely to become the future Sect Master of the Lijian Sect. And Feng Ren’s Master was none other than Zheng Jingyuan’s father—Sect Master Zheng Yufa!
This year Feng Ren was just over six hundred years old, not yet a thousand, truly young. He already possessed the strength of the Ninth Level Realm of the Ancestral King, which was incredibly against the heavens.
Dong Rong’er was Feng Ren’s woman? This was beyond Nangong Wu’s expectations.
"In fact, Feng Ren’s favorite person deep down is you," Dong Rong’er suddenly said with a smile: "You know this better than I do."
Indeed, Nangong Wu was aware, because after she joined the Lijian Sect, Feng Ren had pursued her.
Of course, she ignored it and outright rejected him.
"But you’re too arrogant, too haughty to even consider Feng Ren; you really think highly of yourself, huh? No matter how beautiful, you are but a mere Martial Cultivator at the First Level of the Ancestral King Realm!" Dong Rong’er scoffed: "You practically handed Feng Ren to me. Now he’s utterly smitten with me, heeding my every command. Tell me, with Feng Ren’s support, what do I have to fear? Even if the plot to harm you comes to light, no one can do a thing to me."
Nangong Wu remained silent.
"No more words? Feeling regret? You had a good hand, but you ruined it all on your own," Dong Rong’er mocked disdainfully: "You are the stupidest woman I’ve ever seen, sister. You ignored and rejected a man as outstanding as Feng Ren—truly, I admire your foolishness!"
Speaking of Feng Ren, Dong Rong’er was exceedingly proud!
Feng Ren had achieved too many outstanding accomplishments in the Lijian Sect.
Many records of cultivation in the Lijian Sect were set by Feng Ren himself.
Such an extraordinarily outstanding man, hard to find even with a lantern!
Fortunately for her, fortunately Nangong Wu was foolish; otherwise, Dong Rong’er would not have had her chance.
Why go to the lengths to plot Nangong Wu’s death? Feng Ren’s feelings were an important reason. After all, at first, it was Nangong Wu whom Feng Ren liked the most. If one day Nangong Wu came to her senses, Dong Rong’er did not doubt for a second that Feng Ren would abandon her and shake up with Nangong Wu instead.
To prevent that day from coming, it was better to get rid of Nangong Wu beforehand.
"Is Feng Ren outstanding?" Nangong Wu retorted, her tone indifferent and laced with disdain, as a face emerged in her mind—Su Chen, the man who could kill Shentu Ni of the Pure Sword Physique in a second, the man who directly joined a First-Rank Power.
"Is he not outstanding?" Hearing Nangong Wu actually question Feng Ren’s merit, Dong Rong’er couldn’t take it. She stood up abruptly, raising her voice: "I’m not afraid to tell you! Brother Ren has been in Secluded Cultivation, likely to emerge today or tomorrow. Once he does, he will be at the First Level of the Ancestor Emperor Realm!!! How could you possibly fathom Brother Ren’s brilliance? An Ancestor Emperor Realm cultivator, hehehe... can you imagine that?"
Again, Nangong Wu fell silent.
An Ancestor Emperor Realm First Level? She wondered what Su Chen’s current strength was.
"Alright, sister has told you enough already. Even if you die tomorrow, at least you’ll know why," Dong Rong’er gave Nangong Wu a deep look and then, with unbridled arrogance, she left.
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The next day.
Dawn was breaking.
The Martial Training Field of the Lijian Sect was already filled with disciples.
In the center of the Martial Training Field was the Four Beasts!!!
