Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 1620 - 1616: I’m Afraid of Getting My Hands Dirty!

Chapter 1620: Chapter 1616: I’m Afraid of Getting My Hands Dirty!

After a long while, Ren Feifan was thoroughly shaken, stood up, and picked up the Ancient Dust Sword that was stuck in the ground.

"I will trust you this time, but if I find out you are deceiving me, I will seal you in the Heritage Stone Pillar forever! You should know I can do it."

The Demon King was not angered by the threat; instead, a smug smile hung on his face.

In fact, he did not lie. There indeed used to be a ninth-grade elixir within the tomb, but that was a thousand years ago, and the elixirs no longer existed in the Holy Hidden Realm’s tomb.

This trip, he only wanted one thing, and that was the corpse.

The reason for choosing this particular corpse was that the person had been a mighty warrior of the Demon Sect during their lifetime!

The compatibility with his soul was undoubtedly the highest.

Once he acquired the body, Ren Feifan in front of him would naturally become his puppet!

The Demon King’s lips revealed a hint of murderous intent, but he completely failed to notice the playful smile on Ren Feifan’s face.

Who is playing whom is not yet certain!

Ren Feifan appeared to agree on the surface, motivated by the elixir. However, he was actually planning to destroy that corpse inside the tomb.

From the Demon King’s behavior, this corpse was too important to him!

He had to thwart all of the Demon King’s needs.

The Demon King trapped inside the Heritage Stone Pillar had no right to seize any bodies; he could only be completely absorbed by Ren’s Heaven Devouring Art! This was the Demon King’s destiny!

The Demon King snapped back to his senses and continued, "Kid, one more thing I need to remind you, I must personally take you to the tomb, and because of the Formation inside, only you can enter alone, you must go by yourself. We don’t have much time left, let’s set off immediately."

"Okay." This time, Ren Feifan agreed somewhat quickly, so quickly that even the Demon King was a bit surprised.

"Since that’s the case, let’s go, I’ll take you there now."

In the blink of an eye, the Demon King’s figure turned into a shadow, heading to the north.

Ren Feifan snorted coldly, carrying the sword on his back, and quickly followed.

Zheng Xipo and Bai Ling, seeing Ren Feifan’s intentions to leave, assumed that Ren was preparing to find the Wuji Sect’s team and hurriedly chased after him to block his path.

"Kid, are you really not afraid of death? Thinking you can challenge the entire Wuji Sect alone, how absurd." Zheng Xipo said righteously, his tone even a bit urgent.

Ren Feifan paused for a moment, then explained, "Don’t worry, I’m aware of my own capabilities. I am not going to find the Wuji Sect; I have more important matters. Give me half a day, I will definitely come back."

"Wherever you go, I will go too. I promised to protect you, and I will do my best, shouldn’t a qualified bodyguard stay close at all times?" Zheng Xipo said earnestly.

Ren Feifan, knowing the Demon King’s instructions, categorically refused, "This is a personal matter. Don’t worry, the old man who appeared in the Valley of the Dead will accompany me, do you think I will be in danger?"

Hearing about the old man, Zheng Xipo inhaled sharply!

That man was from the God Sea Realm! Even if he encountered the Wuji Sect, he was definitely able to ensure Ren Feifan’s easy escape.

With the mysterious old man as an excuse, Zheng Xipo and Bai Ling naturally did not continue to follow; the duo decided to start a campfire and wait for Ren Feifan’s return.

Soon, Ren Feifan followed a dark shadow heading north!

To outsiders, he appeared to be alone.

Not long after Ren Feifan left, a bearded man emerged from the dense forest; it was Ying Xueyong, the Sect Master of the Beiming Sect.

Ying Xueyong had been following behind them from the start, keeping a deliberate distance, always waiting for the opportunity.

He never expected that the opportunity would come so quickly!

With Zheng Xipo there, he couldn’t guarantee to capture Ren Feifan completely!

But now Ren Feifan was all by himself, practically waiting to be executed by hand.

He had planned to chop off Ren Feifan’s head, and after the Secret Realms ended, bring the head back to Beiming Sect, which would definitely boost morale!

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About ten kilometers further, Ren Feifan suddenly stopped because the Demon King also halted.

The Demon King turned around, his gaze thoughtfully resting on a certain spot, then calmly said, "Boy, someone’s following us with a trace of murderous intent. Is he your enemy?"

Ren Feifan had not noticed anyone behind him. Following the Demon King’s gaze towards a large tree, he slowly said, "Been following for so long, aren’t you tired? If you’re a man, come out honorably."

Ying Xueyong, hidden behind the big tree, had a strange expression because, given Ren Feifan’s level, he should not have been able to detect his presence!

He was at the Demi-God Realm!

But how could he explain what was happening?

Without further thought, Ying Xueyong stepped out from behind the tree, clapping as he did so.

"Little brother, I didn’t expect us to meet again so soon. It seems we really are fated," he said.

Ren Feifan stared at Ying Xueyong for a few seconds, then said, "I’m curious about something. Have we met before? Or, where have I offended you?"

Ying Xueyong shrugged, "I told you, it’s fate. Why bother delving deeper?"

As he spoke, Ying Xueyong’s hand revealed a red long knife, buzzing with killing intent, vibrating slightly, clearly of high quality.

"It seems you’ve come here planning to kill me today, right?"

Ren Feifan remained calm, with the Demon King by his side. What was a Demi-God Realm in his presence?

He was not afraid at all.

Ying Xueyong, dragging his long knife, advanced step by step towards Ren Feifan, a deep, sinister, and cold smile on his lips.

In his eyes, the young man before him was already a corpse.

And a corpse without a head at that.

"Boy, you wanted to know why I want to kill you, right? Since you’re about to die, I’ll give you some closure! Have you ever heard of Beiming Sect? I am the Sect Master of Beiming Sect! Some things, you should now understand," Ying Xueyong said, lifting his long knife.

Hearing "Beiming Sect," Ren Feifan was shocked for several seconds, his expression changing dramatically!

He never expected that the event under the Holy Medic Peak would still be discovered by others!

And the one coming to settle the account was directly the Sect Master of the Beiming Sect!

"Prepared for death? Time to send you on your way!"

With an explosion of power in his legs, Ying Xueyong shot forward, his long knife tightly held, True Qi covering his entire body, his mighty Demi-God Realm aura soaring to its peak.

He had risen to the rank of Sect Master of the Beiming Sect from a mere disciple because he struck with full force every time!

Never giving anyone a chance!

He could not afford to lose! Nor did he have reason to lose!

Today, he was destined to repeatedly crush the young man of the Transcendence Realm in front of him.

Ren Feifan watched the approaching silhouette and the murderous intent without the slightest panic, his eyes unwavering even if the long knife was about to strike his head.

Instead, he calmly and indifferently said, "Demon King, deal with this guy for me. I don’t want to dirty my hands."

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