Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 1617 - 1613: Stepping into the Northern Desolate Lands

Chapter 1617: Chapter 1613: Stepping into the Northern Desolate Lands

Ren Feifan heard the warning from Zheng Xipo and wanted to dodge, but it was already too late. Piercing Light Stones, there were two more vines shooting up from the ground!

They wound around Ren Feifan’s ankles and kept tightening. If not for Ren Feifan’s robust physique, his feet would have certainly been a bloody pulp by now.

Seeing the vines aiming for Ren Feifan’s vitals, his mind stirred, and he stomped on the ground, expecting that the True Qi from the stomp would break the vines.

But strangely, the vines didn’t budge!

Without hesitation, Ren Feifan slashed down with the Ancient Dust Sword in his hand. The aura of the ancient filled the air, cleaving the vines cleanly in two.

Free from the entanglement, Ren Feifan conjured a Nine Yang True Fire in his palm and incinerated the sudden vines into ashes.

Meanwhile, the two vines underfoot, sensing danger, started to retract towards the desert land! Clearly fearing the flame in Ren Feifan’s palm, they attempted to flee!

"Since you’ve come, do you think you can just leave? Did you ask for my permission?"

Ren Feifan formed a hand seal and shot forth another stream of Nine Yang True Fire.

The Nine Yang True Fire engulfed the desert vines, and instantly, a pained cry from the vines was heard.

In the next second, the vines turned into several drops of black blood on the ground, motionless.

Just then, Zheng Xipo came over, his head bowed, frowning at the black blood before him: "If I’m not mistaken, this is Sand Vine. I heard my master say that a hundred years ago, the Sand Vine was a type of Spirit Grass. Why has it become aggressive now?"

"You are mistaken, these are not Sand Vine, but Bloodthirsty Vine. They grow by absorbing the essence blood of cultivators. And this Bloodthirsty Vine must have absorbed the essence blood of no less than a hundred cultivators; otherwise, it wouldn’t have transformed to such an extent," Bai Ling, who hadn’t spoken until now, suddenly interjected.

Zheng Xipo’s expression was startled, and he quickly realized something, looking at Bai Ling with shock.

She was right. Because Bloodthirsty Vine and Sand Vine are very similar, it is easy to mistake one for the other. However, typically only the older generation of cultivators would know of Bloodthirsty Vine. How could this young woman know of it? She appears to be only eighteen or nineteen years old. However, considering it to be her private matter, Zheng Xipo didn’t feel it was appropriate to inquire further.

Ren Feifan didn’t care about the origins of the vines in front of him. As long as everyone was unharmed, that was enough. He continued to advance towards the periphery of the so-called Desert Sea in the Northern Desolation.

When the three reached the middle of the Desert Sea, they could feel a chill under their feet, though it didn’t affect them much.

Hours passed, and the group encountered several other cultivators on their way to the Northern Desolation.

Most of these people had strength above the Life Loss Realm, and some were even of the God Sea Realm. The trio did not pay them much mind, as the core area of the Secret Realms in the Northern Desolation was rich with Spiritual Treasures, and it was nothing unusual for cultivators to rush to this place.

But Ren Feifan failed to notice that within a team behind him, a bearded man was watching Ren Feifan with an intense gaze!

This person was the Sect Master of the Beiming Sect!

That year, when Ren Feifan killed a disciple of the Beiming Sect near the Holy Doctor Peak, the Sect Master hadn’t expected that there would be a survivor to spread the word, even creating a portrait of Ren Feifan!

The Beiming Sect Master had never taken the matter to heart, planning to look for the youngster in the Hidden Gate after the Secret Realms.

He never expected that the boy would appear in the Secret Realms!

He clenched his fist tightly. Although Ren Feifan’s appearance had changed somewhat, those eyes were unmistakable.

Although he wanted to immediately take action and kill the youngster, the sight of Zheng Xipo beside him made him hesitate.

At the same time, he felt incredibly strange in his heart: "A martial arts master of half-God Realm actually willing to travel with this kid?"

His mind quickly turned, knowing well that the young man didn’t recognize him. Why not take the opportunity to blend in?

Thus, he decisively chose to temporarily leave the team before him and headed towards Ren Feifan’s direction.

The appearance of the Beiming Sect Sect Master was naturally noticed by Ren Feifan and Zheng Xipo, who frowned and set their gaze upon the man before them, their eyes somewhat unfriendly.

The Beiming Sect Sect Master came before the three of them, hurriedly cupping his hands in greeting towards Ren Feifan and the others, saying: "I’m terribly sorry to disturb you three. My name is Ying Xueyong, a Loose Cultivator, wishing to enter the Northern Wilderness but without a suitable team. Alone, one’s power is ultimately insignificant, so I was wondering if I might join the three of you? It would also be good to have each other’s support."

Zheng Xipo did not respond; instead, his gaze fell on Ren Feifan, evidently leaving the decision to Ren Feifan.

Ren Feifan, with great interest, eyed Ying Xueyong, surprised that the other was also of the half-God Realm; as for the exact level, he was also unclear.

A martial arts master of the half-God Realm lacking a team? Impossible!

And the man’s appearance made Ren Feifan sense something was amiss. Although he did not recognize him, there was definitely some issue. Hence, he shook his head and said: "Sorry, but we have always been a team of three, working very smoothly together. We do not wish to break this balance for the time being, so you might want to ask other teams."

A glint of murderous intent flashed in Ying Xueyong’s eyes. With his cultivation and strength, any team would surely welcome him, but this ignorant young man actually refused him.

However, he would not act rashly, instead feigning disappointment and saying: "If that is so, then I’ve disturbed the three of you. I will take my leave now."

After Ying Xueyong left, Zheng Xipo, with his arms wrapped around his sword, said in a low voice as a reminder: "Be careful of that guy. Just now, he revealed a trace of murderous intent, but he hid it very well. I suspect he’s come for you."

Ren Feifan nodded, pondering the stranger’s features, but truly couldn’t figure out what offense he could have committed against the other party. They had never met before; where could the animosity come from?

Without dwelling any further, the three continued on their way.

Along the way through the Desert Sea, they encountered some Monster Beasts, all of which were dealt with by Zheng Xipo and Ren Feifan.

By around 5 o’clock in the evening, as the sky gradually darkened, the group finally arrived at the gates of the Northern Wilderness.

The vast land, swirling with dust, an ancient and dilapidated city wall stood erect, the city venerable and solemn, possessive of a certain mystery and vicissitude, which under the sunset, took on an even more desolate air.

On the gateway’s plaque was a line of inked characters!

The characters read—Northern Wilderness! Bold and powerful, permeated with a certain Spiritual Energy!

Likely left behind by some great figure.

At this moment, a long queue surrounded the city gates, a group of cultivators dusty from the road, and some even clamoring loudly outside, evidently, something had happened.

Ren Feifan squeezed into the crowd to inquire and discovered, to his surprise, that these cultivators had all been trapped outside the city of Northern Wilderness!

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