Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 1214 - 1212: The Exorbitant Sword Spirit!

Chapter 1214: Chapter 1212: The Exorbitant Sword Spirit!

The black-robed man watched the departing figure of the Little Fox and sneered, "Kid, you think you can escape the pursuit of the Soul Locking Gate? Do you really think that’s possible? Since you’ve prepared yourself to be our experimental subject, we’ll certainly fulfill your wish, haha."

After speaking, the man grabbed the stone coffin, twisting it to rest directly on his shoulder, and then, as lightly as a swallow, he stepped foot by foot towards the direction the Little Fox had gone.

"Stinky boy, this coffin is meant just for you!"

...

The next day, Ren Feifan opened his eyes and slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, his cultivation realm had stabilized a bit more.

Without Spirit Stones, his cultivation resources were nearly severed, and even cultivating in the Hidden Gate, his speed had decreased a lot.

The most urgent task was to get a batch of Spirit Stones; I wonder if those female cultivators from Linglong Cave have these things – with their cultivation and realms, they naturally wouldn’t lack such things. I should’ve extorted them when I spared that one’s life.

Ren Feifan stood up and stretched, his gaze sweeping over Song Xinzu, who was on the bed. At that moment, her blanket was almost falling off, revealing a tempting glimpse of her full figure.

Quite the scene of surging waves.

To be honest, among the many cultivators, Song Xinzu’s figure was quite good; her proud bust could overwhelm many other women.

Ren Feifan shook his head helplessly, pulled Song Xinzu’s blanket up a bit, and the next second, Song Xinzu opened her eyes. Seeing her master, her face turned a shade of shy red, "Master... Do you want it now... Early in the morning... wouldn’t it be unfitting... "

Ren Feifan gave Song Xinzu a look and said, "Cut the nonsense. You can almost get up now. Get ready briefly, today you have to figure out how to draw me a map of the Lei Family experts’ distribution within the Ye family, we’re taking action tonight."

After giving this order, Ren Feifan opened the door and went straight out.

Outside, the cool breeze was blowing. It seemed like the once-flourishing Ye Family had declined overnight, with some servants walking with their heads down, hurrying along, frightened and anxious.

It seems that the sudden disappearance of Ye Youde made these servants lose their sense of security.

Ren Feifan saw that it was still early and wasn’t in a hurry. He had been in the Hidden Gate for some time but hadn’t visited the Hidden Gate market yet. He wondered if he could find any good treasures in the Hidden Gate market.

But when Ren Feifan arrived at the market, he regretted it because he suddenly remembered that he had been in the Hidden Gate for so many days and seemingly didn’t even know what currency was used here. How could he search for treasures without money?

Although there was a huge amount of RMB lying in his secret space, it was probably useless here. The most likely currency here should be something like Spirit Stones.

Since Ren Feifan had already come, he didn’t plan to go back and ask Song Xinzu for money. His secret space held a ton of treasures and Elixirs, so he figured he could probably make a good amount of money by auctioning some of them, and thus had nothing to fear.

Ren Feifan reached the market and besides some shops around, there were also people setting up small stalls along another alley.

The businesses at the small stalls were clearly cheaper than those in the shops, mainly attracting solitary hermits.

With a quick glance, Ren Feifan noticed that the cultivators running the stalls had average cultivation strengths – most were in the Innate Realm and the True Path Realm, with a few good ones reaching around the Wanxiang Realm.

These people mainly sold weapons, medicinal herbs, Elixirs, and such. As for the value of these items... it was truly hard to distinguish the real from the fake.

With the Gazing Energy Technique, Ren Feifan only needed to sweep his gaze over them to confirm the authenticity of these goods.

Even though there were many types of items available, there was almost nothing that truly attracted Ren Feifan.

Just as Ren Feifan was about to leave, disheartened, his peripheral vision suddenly caught a crowded corner area, where onlookers were pointing and discussing something.

Hmm?

Ren Feifan hadn’t felt any fluctuation of Spiritual Energy from that direction, but out of curiosity, he still looked over.

After much effort squeezing into the crowd, he found only a bearded man sitting there, with nothing for sale in front of him.

However, a sign was hung around his chest, displayed on his body.

"I am willing to serve as a servant, or be refined into a Sword Spirit, for a price of thirty thousand Spirit Stones."

Ren Feifan was startled, then overjoyed. In his mysterious space, there lay a complete Falling Dust Soaring Dragon Sword, unused. Now the biggest issue was the lack of a Sword Spirit.

But how hard is it to find a Sword Spirit?

Wasn’t this man right here perfect for it?

But what did thirty thousand Spirit Stones even mean? Ren Feifan could only continue to observe.

Soon, he sensed that something was amiss; the bearded man had severe internal injuries, which had affected his internal organs—he was almost certainly a dead man walking, with no value for use. Furthermore, his current realm was just the early stages of the Innate Realm, which truly wasn’t worth much in the Outer Hidden Sect.

But do you know why Ren Feifan was sure that before the man was injured, his realm was anything but ordinary? Because Ren Feifan saw something different in this man.

However, that said, refining this kind of person into a Sword Spirit would be a fine choice. A Sword Spirit doesn’t need a body, just a soul. Although his current realm is Innate, in terms of soul strength, he should be above the Wanxiang Realm!

At this moment, the people around gazed at the man, whispering and pointing.

"An Innate Realm cripple claiming to be worth thirty thousand Spirit Stones is simply delusional!"

"Brother, I’m not trying to criticize you, but even if you need money, isn’t your asking price a bit outrageous?"

"Here, with ten thousand Spirit Stones, one can hire a Wanxiang Realm expert to protect themselves for a year, yet here you are, so heavily injured you probably need our protection..."

"Some cripples really are crazed for money, huh!"

Derisive comments rose and fell around them, but the bearded man remained unmoved, his eyes flashing brightly, his eyebrows bristling with a commanding energy.

Finally, a man who perceived something exceptional about the bearded figure stood out and said directly, "I’ll give you five thousand Spirit Stones to have you as the Sword Spirit of my sword, what do you say?"

The crowd immediately gasped at the offer of five thousand Spirit Stones—it was a very high price!

For a mere cripple at the Innate Realm, it was almost astronomical.

To everyone’s surprise, the bearded man responded without lifting his head, "No bargaining! Thirty thousand Spirit Stones means thirty thousand Spirit Stones!"

The man snorted coldly, "Dream on! I’d like to see who would waste their money on a cripple like you!", and with that, he turned on his heel and walked away!

Just as the man had taken a few steps, a young voice arose, "Are you really sure about the price of thirty thousand Spirit Stones? If so, I’ll take it.", and the man’s steps suddenly stiffened.

He turned back instinctively, seeing a handsome young man in the crowd who had spoken.

All eyes turned to Ren Feifan in astonishment, as if looking at a fool.