Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 1336 - 1333: The Dominating Old Man!

Chapter 1336: Chapter 1333: The Dominating Old Man!

Upon hearing the words of the burlap-clad old man, an elder of Spirit Sword Palace was slightly stunned. He never expected that as a powerhouse of the Hidden Gate, he would be so blatantly disrespected upon arriving in the secular world—such outright contempt!

Don’t want to kill?

That seemed rather arrogant.

However, unable to see through the cultivation level of the old man in front of him, he also dared not act rashly, and could only say, "And who might you be? Do you know whose path you are blocking?"

The old man stroked his goatee, smiling, "Are you sure you want to know who I am?"

"Hmmph, let’s speak plainly! That is the rule of the Hidden Gate."

"Oh," the old man leisurely took a couple of steps forward, arriving face to face with the elder of Spirit Sword Palace, the distance between them mere inches. The moment their eyes met, sparks seemed to fly.

The old man chuckled and leaned in close, whispering into the elder’s ear, "I’m your grandpa! Are you satisfied now?"

"You!" The elder’s face turned ashen with rage, veins bulging in his neck, a clear display of furious embarrassment. Just as he was about to strike, a disciple from Spirit Sword Palace could stand it no longer and, stepping forward rapidly, drew the Cold Sword from his back and stabbed toward the old man’s chest.

"You decrepit fool, how dare you insult our esteemed elder!"

The old man shook his head, his hand flickering with Purple Energy, and with a slight gesture, actually grabbed the Longsword out of the disciple’s hands!

In the next second, the force in the palm of his hand suddenly erupted, and the Longsword was actually bent by his grasp!

Then, all present only heard a "snap!" as the old man broke the Longsword in two!

He broke it clean in half!

Good Lord, this sword was forged from the finest Spirit Jade Profound Iron of the Hidden Gate, and it was crafted by a master weaponsmith over the course of fifteen days!

It was simply not possible for it to be broken so easily!

Moreover, as a Sword Sect, Spirit Sword Palace had strict standards regarding the material and attributes of swords, and the swords they carried were never below third rank—ordinary people couldn’t just destroy them at will.

But how to explain what was happening right before their eyes? The old man had just broken the sword with his bare hands—calling it astonishing was an understatement!

The next second, the old man turned into a blur on the spot!

The half of the sword that remained in his hand, with True Qi flowing, was violently shot out!

Only then did the disciple from Spirit Sword Palace realize the danger, his body hastily twisting!

Although he dodged the vital area, the sword fragment still embedded itself in his knee!

Blood flowed instantly!

With a thud, the disciple instinctively fell to his knees.

The old man stretched lazily, looking toward the elder and said, "Ah, I see your Spirit Sword Palace isn’t much after all; your disciples kneel when they can’t win a fight. That’s a serious lack of dignity."

The elder’s complexion grew even more livid, and with a cold snort, he grabbed the corner of the injured disciple’s robe and flung him away!

"Don’t embarrass me here!"

Despite saying so, his mind was racing. He still couldn’t see through the cultivation of the person in front of him. He noticed that while the True Qi fluctuations of this person were faint, there was an even stranger aura about him. The background of this man was certainly extraordinary, and even the several of them from Spirit Sword Palace might not be able to take him down.

He narrowed his eyes at the burlap-clothed elder before him and after a long while, spoke coldly, "Do you really want to be enemies with us at Spirit Sword Palace? Have you considered the consequences?"

The old man flung his sleeves and turned his back, replying coldly, "Your disturbance of my grandson-in-law’s breakthrough—what are your true intentions! If today you affect his breakthrough, I assure you, I will slaughter every one of you to the last, leaving no trace of your souls!"

This time, a violent wind suddenly surged around the old man, spreading a decisive, killing aura in all directions, causing the people of Spirit Sword Palace to be taken aback! Their entire beings felt as though plunged into an ice pit, not doubting in the least the sincerity in the old man’s words!

Luo Yin and Man Zi were stunned as well.

The Grandpa Xu they knew was like a harmless, cheerful old man doing morning exercises, his presence as refreshing as the spring breeze, but now the murderous intent he unleashed was even more terrifying than a Sacred Expert!

Could it be that this old man had killed many people before!

How could that be possible!

After a few seconds of thought, a Sword Sect elder clenched his fists and snorted coldly, "Fine, we at Spirit Sword Palace will remember this! But you’d best not go to Hidden Gate. If you do, I’ll make sure you have no place to be buried!"

Having said that, he gestured broadly and spoke directly to the Spirit Sword Palace disciples beside him, "Let’s go, that Demoness has been struck by my Poisonous Palm Technique. She’s as good as dead or disabled, and no threat to us!"

But just as the people from Spirit Sword Palace hadn’t walked a few steps, the old man leisurely said, "I apologize, but I’m returning to Hidden Gate tomorrow. If you seek revenge, I’m always available to oblige, but if you dare lay a finger on my grandson-in-law, I assure you, you will regret ever coming into this world."

The Sword Sect elder paused for a brief moment, then hurriedly left the place as though fleeing with his tail between his legs.

Once they had completely left, the old man chuckled, returning to his casually unconcerned demeanor, and walked towards the garden, bending over as he moved, "No more spectacle to see here, everyone disperse!"

Hearing this, Luo Yin and Man Zi exchanged glances and quickly left the area, clearly understanding that a Sacred Expert was inside performing a healing, which certainly could not be disturbed. Thus, leaving was the best option.

Meanwhile, inside the cultivation room.

A smile crept onto Ren Feifan’s lips; he was aware of everything happening on the outside.

He had underestimated the old man all along. He had never seen him act before, but after witnessing his actions today, he realized the old man was far from being a mere level-seven Physiognomist.

He must have a more dreadful identity hidden within, or else he wouldn’t be so fearless against the sects of Hidden Gate.

This man had been scheming all along, laying down a grand and shocking plan! How could such a tactician be an ordinary person?

Ren Feifan decided not to think further. His face had turned somewhat pale, a clear sign of excessive blood loss, but fortunately, the Dragon Girl’s complexion was exceptionally rosy and her breathing stabilized, meaning he had pulled her back from death’s door.

The masters at Saint Doctor’s Gate would probably die of anger if they knew this was how he saved people.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Suddenly, a series of violent coughs emanated from the young girl on the sickbed, indicating she was about to wake up.

Ren Feifan was just about to withdraw his hand when the Dragon Girl suddenly grabbed his arm and opened her eyes sharply.

"Brother Feifan, what are you doing?"

The Dragon Girl glanced at the wound on Ren Feifan’s arm and the blood on the corner of his mouth, instantly piecing together what happened. Her eyes widened in shock, and she sat up straight, exclaiming, "Have I been drinking your blood all this while?"

Ren Feifan shrugged and said, "What else?"

"You’re crazy! I’m not one of those Western bloodsuckers, bleh, bleh, bleh..." The Dragon Girl’s face was filled with disgust, and she even intended to spit out everything she had ingested.

Ren Feifan rolled his eyes at the Dragon Girl and explained, "It’s a long story, but I can tell you that my blood is very precious and special, used for saving lives. Otherwise, you would have died long ago. By the way, how did you get so severely injured, and what’s going on with Spirit Sword Palace?"

Upon hearing about Spirit Sword Palace, the Dragon Girl’s face turned pale, and she became panicked, "Trouble, big trouble is brewing at Hidden Gate!"