Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 1016 - 1014: Do you have my sword ready?

Chapter 1016: Chapter 1014: Do you have my sword ready?

"Disciple, we’ll rest for the night and continue west tomorrow,"

"Okay."

Seeing that night had fallen, the desireless Daoist planned to find a place to rest and headed towards the village with Ren Feifan.

Ren Feifan noticed that the desireless Daoist had been somewhat distracted lately, speaking less, obviously because the trip to Hidden Sword Villa had awakened memories of the past in his master.

But he didn’t plan to pry; if his master intended to tell him, he would naturally speak up.

After entering the village, Ren Feifan quickly sensed something was amiss—a deathly aura pervaded the entire village.

The desireless Daoist frowned and instructed, "Disciple, there’s something wrong with this place, be careful."

The two of them noticed that there were almost no people on the streets, and many shops were in a state of disrepair, clearly having faced some violence.

There was even a faint scent of blood in the air, though it had been cleaned up meticulously, something was definitely amiss.

The desireless Daoist, appearing calm and collected, walked into a place resembling an inn, with Ren Feifan following closely behind.

"You go book two rooms; I’ll take care of our tail,"

Suddenly, the desireless Daoist stopped in his tracks, his eyes narrowing before disappearing from Ren Feifan’s sight.

Ren Feifan glanced behind him, no longer pondering the situation, and directly entered an inn named "Osmanthus Guesthouse."

The receptionist was a rather enchanting woman.

Red lips, a wasp waist.

Encountering such a beauty in the desert, Ren Feifan would usually have flirted with her, but not today.

This place was rife with strangeness!

When the woman saw a young man carrying a big sword entering, her face showed a brief moment of surprise, but it flashed by and was well-concealed.

"Little brother, are you here for an adventure? Yo, is that sword on your back real or fake? Don’t tell me you’re here in the desert to shoot a film?"

The enchanting woman stepped out from behind the front desk, her fair hand reaching out to touch the sword on Ren Feifan’s back.

But it was dodged by Ren Feifan.

"Back off! I don’t like others touching my sword!" Ren Feifan said coldly, then requested directly, "Give me two rooms!"

The enchanting woman muttered under her breath and returned to the hotel’s front desk, "Two ID cards for two rooms, present them, and for the room fee, it’s 300, 100 for the deposit per room; you need to give me a total of 800."

Ren Feifan took out twenty Grandfather Maos, saying, "Here’s 2000, I have no ID cards, two rooms, make it quick."

The enchanting woman didn’t even bother to glance and took the money, passing Ren Feifan two room cards, "207, 208, no elevator, go up yourself."

Ren Feifan took the room cards and headed towards the stairs.

After Ren Feifan left, the enchanting woman produced a bloodstained walkie-talkie and said, "A fish that slipped through the net, looks like someone from outside, carrying a bit of money. Should we just eliminate him directly? Our plan must not..."

Her voice suddenly cut short.

That was because she suddenly felt an icy touch on her neck.

She stiffly turned around to see a pair of cold eyes and a large, black sword!

It was the young man who had gone upstairs just moments ago!

But how did he appear here in the blink of an eye?

"Why did you stop talking halfway? Can you handle this alone?"

An impatient voice came through the walkie-talkie, obviously urging her on.

Ren Feifan’s gaze signaled, and the enchanting woman immediately understood, swallowing nervously before saying, "Boss, I can handle it myself, I assure you the task will be completed, I’ll join up with you later!"

The walkie-talkie cut off quickly.

The enchanting woman stared at the large sword on her neck, seemingly wrapped in a force that rendered her incapable of movement.

He finally understood whether the sword was real or fake.

But it was too late!

"Handsome guy, my boss just called and he said he wanted me to..."

Ren Feifan’s lips curled into a cold smile as he slung the Ancient Dust Sword behind his back and said coldly, "If you think you’re faster than my sword, continue lying."

The moment the sword moved away, the enchanting woman felt as if a massive weight had been lifted, but upon hearing Ren Feifan’s tone, she felt like she was walking on thin ice once more.

"Young man, I’ll refund you the money right now, I shouldn’t have overcharged you... It was greed that blinded me..."

The enchanting woman’s face was filled with panic as she hastily reached into the drawer, seemingly preparing to take out money!

"Swoosh!"

The next second, a cold light flashed, and a throwing knife shot directly towards Ren Feifan!

Ren Feifan’s eyes narrowed, and with a flick of his finger, he deftly caught the rapidly approaching dart.

What surprised him was that the dart was made of a special material, peculiarly managing to cut through Ren Feifan’s hand.

As a Body Refinement cultivator, there were very few weapons that could cut his hand!

He noticed that some fresh blood had seeped from the palm of his hand, which turned black the instant it was exposed to the air!

The knife was not only sharp, but it was also poisoned!

The enchanting woman naturally saw the condition of Ren Feifan’s palm. With no trace of fear visible now, she produced several more throwing knives and, with an interested look, circled Ren Feifan a few times before saying:

"Kid, I knew long ago that you were a cultivator. You shouldn’t have removed that sword. Now that you’re poisoned by me, you’re bound to die today. Tell me, do you feel weak and powerless? Soon, you will be completely under my control! Haha!"

"Oh, really? I’m curious, where did you get those throwing knives? Tell me, and I might give you a quick death."

The enchanting woman licked her tongue, circling Ren Feifan and even sliding her finger from his shoulder, slowly gliding down.

"Or you can choose to die a pleasurable death~"

The woman was full of seduction, like a siren.

Just as her hand was about to slide to a vital part of Ren Feifan’s body, it was seized by him.

"For the second time, answer my question, or die!"

The enchanting woman felt a terrifying strength from her wrist and paused in shock: "You... you’re not poisoned? Impossible! This poison is..."

"Slap!"

Ren Feifan slapped her cheek!

"Don’t make me say it a third time, where exactly are these throwing knives from?"

Dazed from the slap, the enchanting woman replied out of reflex: "These are from Hidden Sword Villa, specially designed for Body Refinement and cultivators..."

Hearing Hidden Sword Villa, Ren Feifan knew he wasn’t far from there, but did not yet know which Spiritual Artifact Hidden Sword Villa was connected to.

"What’s going on with this village?"

Ren Feifan clutched the woman’s neck in his hand, lifting her up momentarily before tossing her aside.

The most poisonous thing is a woman’s heart, and this woman was the very embodiment of that saying.

"Hero, spare me, I’ll tell you everything. We belong to Old Qiu of Hidden Sword Villa, and Old Qiu had us capture children here, needing the blood of forty-nine boys and girls each to forge a sword."

"What!"

Ren Feifan was furiously enraged!

What was the deal with this Hidden Sword Villa, to commit such heinous acts!