Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 1205 - 1203: Snatch My Sword, No Way!

Chapter 1205: Chapter 1203: Snatch My Sword, No Way!

The scene suddenly became eerie, and the atmosphere was as tense as drawn swords and ready bows, with everyone unsure how to deal with the situation.

Since ancient times, ownerless Cultivation Techniques and Spirit Swords belonged to whoever found them, but no one expected that the sword in the hands of the friend brought by Dragon Girl would turn out to be Qing’s heirloom.

No wonder Qing was targeting this young man so aggressively.

Nearly everyone in the room knew that for over a decade, Qing had been relentlessly searching for the lost Ancient Dust Sword.

Hidden Gate, the secular world—wherever it could possibly be, she would send people to look out for it, and whenever there was news, she would travel thousands of miles to see for herself.

Yet, after all these years of false leads, there was never any news of the real Ancient Dust Sword.

Just when Qing was beginning to lose hope and had decided not to search anymore, planning instead to while away her days playing mahjong, this youngster unexpectedly showed up with the Ancient Dust Sword.

How could she let the hope that was within her grasp be snuffed out!

Anyone would feel the same, and now it all depended on what happened next.

If this man brought by Dragon Girl were sensible, it would be easy to resolve; give the sword to Qing, they scrape together some compensation for him, and the matter would be settled.

The problem was that this kid obviously had a fiery temper too!

He did not budge under Qing’s hard and soft tactics, and despite being only at the Innate Realm, he showed no fear of Qing’s Wanxiang Realm prowess!

With both of them having flared up like this, it was now a matter of watching Dragon Girl’s attitude.

However, they felt confident that Dragon Girl’s years of acquaintance with them meant their relationship was beyond question, but given this youngster’s apparent realm and Dragon Girl’s earlier insistence that he leave the sword behind, their relationship couldn’t be good.

The matter seemed to be settled.

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At that moment, Ren Feifan looked at this woman with the unfriendly face and frowned; her figure and appearance were quite agreeable, a goddess-level presence in the secular world, but her temperament was lacking—something Ren Feifan particularly disliked.

"So what if this sword is yours? It has recognized me as its master. Are you thinking you can still take it back?"

Ridiculous!

Seeing Ren Feifan look at her as if he wanted to strip her, Qing became even angrier, "Leave the sword, or leave your life, the choice is yours!"

Ren Feifan snorted coldly, "You want my life? Are you really sure about that?"

Although this woman’s cultivation was far above Ren Feifan’s, he had never feared anyone!

If it’s a fight you want, then a fight you shall have—Ren Feifan will see it through to the end!

The next second, a Black Sword appeared in Qing’s hands, which, upon closer inspection, bore some resemblance to the Ancient Dust Sword! Only this sword was a bit finer than the Ancient Dust Sword, with a lower grade, and crucially, it lacked a Sword Spirit.

Suddenly! Qing’s Longsword flipped, thrusting directly towards Ren Feifan’s chest!

The intent to kill erupted!

Clearly, this time she was out for Ren Feifan’s life!

Ren Feifan was just about to make a move when he found that Dragon Girl had appeared in front of him at some point, extending her slender hand, covered in a golden glow that spread along her arm, grabbing the thrusting sword!

Unbreakable!

Soon, Dragon Girl spoke, her icy voice echoing throughout the entire cave, "Qing, I’m sorry, but he was brought here by me, and I must take him away unharmed."

Afterward, the dragon force in Dragon Girl’s hand suddenly erupted, and the black longsword in her hand began vibrating violently, a terrifying pressure sweeping out.

Qing’s eyes changed, and she stepped on the ground, transferring the sword’s power into the earth, and quickly, a crack and a deep depression appeared on the ground.

With a cold snort, she said to Dragon Girl, "Dragon Girl, we’ve been sisters for so many years, what do you mean by this? Are you willing to go to war with me over a stranger?"

Everyone turned their attention to Dragon Girl, her stance in this moment was particularly critical.

Dragon Girl glanced at Ren Feifan, smiled slightly, and repeated, "Zheng Xinqing, I’ll say it one last time, he was brought here by me, and I must take him away unharmed.

If you stand in my way, then you are my enemy."

In that moment, the whole world went silent, Dragon Girl no longer called her ’Qing’, but directly used Zheng Xinqing’s full name

This time, Dragon Girl was truly serious!

The surrounding women were all shocked as they looked at Dragon Girl and Ren Feifan, never imagining that Dragon Girl would go to war with Qing over a young man of unknown origin.

Could this nameless youth be even more important to Dragon Girl than Qing?

Upon hearing this, Zheng Xinqing’s hand holding the sword trembled slightly. She glanced at the sword in Ren Feifan’s hand, her eyes more resolute, determined to obtain the Ancient Dust Sword today, no matter who stood in her way—even if it was a sister from days past!

What’s a rift compared to that?

Zheng Xinqing’s gaze fell on Dragon Girl, as she raised the Black Sword in her hand.

"Dragon Girl, this time you choose to stand before him, are you really sure? Linglong Cave was founded by Xiao Xiao and me; we only wanted to live in peace and share in hardships. If you really insist on doing this, Linglong Cave can only draw a clear line with you."

Upon these words, everyone gasped. They all felt that Qing was being too harsh this time; Dragon Girl had brought them countless moments of laughter—they had always been best friends. But in this moment, everyone could sense the finality in the hearts of the two women.

Sometimes, the cultivation world is just so ruthless.

Because of interests, falling out could happen in the blink of an eye.

Dragon Girl glanced at Qing, biting her lip, and was about to speak when Ren Feifan’s hands landed on her shoulders and then, he stepped directly in front of her.

"My matters have nothing to do with Dragon Girl. Since you want the sword in my hands, then come take it yourself if you dare. I’ll be waiting outside."

The next second, Ren Feifan walked out with the Ancient Dust Sword on his back, his figure tall and proud, his presence lofty.

Dragon Girl was taken aback, her expression slightly off. She quickly followed, tugging at Ren Feifan’s clothes, and asked, "Kid, are you crazy? Do you know what cultivation level Qing has? She’s in the mid-phase of the Wanxiang Realm! And what’s your cultivation level? Late phase of the Innate Realm, that’s a full two realms behind, you’re courting death!"

Ren Feifan was unmoved, "Dragon Girl, what’s there to fear, no one has ever been able to snatch my sword from Ren Feifan’s hands!"

Dragon Girl was truly exasperated with Ren Feifan, wishing she could just knock him out and carry him away.

"You were in the secular world before, but this is the Hidden Gate, don’t come seeking death here! Leave with me now!"

Dragon Girl spoke with an undeniable resolve.

Ren Feifan smiled and, already standing in the desert outside, took out the Ancient Dust Sword, slung it over his shoulder, and calmly said, "Leave? There’s no need, we haven’t seen each other for a while; why don’t you watch how much I’ve changed these days! If I truly can’t overcome her, then you can intervene."

Seeing that Ren Feifan was determined, Dragon Girl knew that any further persuasion would be futile. She could only nod, drawing a golden whip, the dragon force brewing, ready to strike at any moment!