Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 1654 - 1650: Identity Exposed (Six Updates)

Chapter 1654: Chapter 1650: Identity Exposed (Six Updates)

The Dark Poison Sect youth looked at Ren Feifan, who was closing in step by step, growing increasingly panicked, his back, without him realizing, soaked through.

He was very clear that no one could protect him now, he could only rely on himself.

And it was obvious, the demon before him wasn’t at all afraid of the three words Dark Poison Sect!

What else could possibly threaten this man?

Although he was afraid, his pride was ingrained in his bones, naturally unwilling to compromise easily.

"What is your name?"

Suddenly, the demon before him spoke, pointing the Black Sword in his hand directly at the youth, with only an inch separating the sword from the young man, who could even feel the icy murderous intent emanating from the blade.

The Dark Poison Sect youth glared fiercely at Ren Feifan, not intending to speak at all.

Ren Feifan also didn’t want to waste words with the person before him; the priority was to ascertain the whereabouts of Zheng Xipo.

Thus, Ren Feifan took out a portrait from the mysterious space, his arm shaking, and the portrait unfolded.

"I have only one question for you, and your answer will determine whether you can continue to live! Do you recognize the man in this painting!"

Having said that, Ren Feifan thrust the Ancient Dust Sword in his hand straight down, and just as it was about to pierce the Dark Poison Sect youth’s neck, it diverted at the last moment and sank into the mountainside next to them.

The mountainside crumbled, and some of the debris even fell onto the body of the Dark Poison Sect youth.

The Dark Poison Sect youth, looking at the Ancient Dust Sword that was a hair’s breadth away, although unwilling to submit verbally, his legs were trembling uncontrollably.

As if he had just brushed past the Grim Reaper.

His gaze instinctively fell on the man in the portrait; upon clearly seeing the person’s face, his expression subtly changed.

Isn’t this the demigod-level powerhouse they had imprisoned?

To subdue this person, the Dark Poison Sect had dispatched two demigod-level experts and toxic clouds enveloping the sky just to capture him.

Originally, the Dark Poison Sect Hierarch had wanted to persuade this demigod-level powerhouse to join the Dark Poison Sect, but the powerhouse staunchly refused, leaving them with no choice but to imprison him and turn him into an experimental subject for the Dark Poison Sect.

Could it be that this demon was a friend of that demigod-level powerhouse, specifically using himself to find this person?

His face turned somewhat pale—if this was indeed the case, he hadn’t lured the other into a trap, but had fallen into the other’s trap!

Ren Feifan had already gleaned the answer from the eyes of the Dark Poison Sect youth.

He twisted the Ancient Dust Sword a little, the blade penetrating slightly into the youth’s neck, and almost instantly, blood seeped out.

The cold Sword Intent made the Dark Poison Sect youth unable to hold back any longer, sobbing, "Esteemed Sir... please, please, I know... the person you’re looking for is imprisoned in the Dark Poison Sect’s dungeon, he’s still alive, not missing any arms or legs..."

Ren Feifan heaved a sigh of relief upon getting this answer.

"Tell me, where is he! Or die!" Ren Feifan’s sword penetrated a few inches deeper into the youth’s body, the blood from his neck flowing more profusely, even staining the Ancient Dust Sword red.

The youth’s face turned pale, knowing that if the longsword penetrated a few inches more, he would surely die!

Now he didn’t care whether he was betraying the Dark Poison Sect or not; he only wanted to live!

"Don’t kill me... I’ll take you there right now, if you kill me, you will never find that person in your lifetime!" the youth’s trembling voice sounded.

He did not want to die; if he did, all the efforts of his lifetime’s cultivation would have been for nothing! Nor would he be able to enjoy the privileges as the son of the Dark Poison Sect’s protector!

A smile appeared on Ren Feifan’s lips as he stored the Ancient Dust Sword carefully and placed it back into the mysterious space.

Suddenly, the Dark Poison Sect youth’s pupils dilated, as he had recognized this black sword, and he instinctively cried out, "You... you are the Ghost Face who is wanted by the entire Wuji Sect!"

Ren Feifan’s body stiffened for a moment, then he sneered coldly and said, "Oh? So you recognized me? But what about it? Even Ren Feicheng from the Wuji Sect couldn’t do anything to me, what makes you think your Dark Poison Sect has any chance?"

His icy voice carried a hint of chill, causing the young disciple from the Dark Poison Sect to shiver uncontrollably.

Indeed! In the desolate north, the Wuji Sect is the true overlord! With wide-reaching influence and numerous experts!

The Dark Poison Sect wouldn’t dare to be mentioned in the same breath as the Wuji Sect!

But why would such a powerful Wuji Sect issue a widespread manhunt for one person?

No one knew the answer, but many disciples from various sects had already guessed a bit—the man known as "Ghost Face" must be extremely dangerous!

And now, the young disciple from the Dark Poison Sect had confirmed this conclusion!

Suddenly, an Elixir appeared in Ren Feifan’s hand. Following that, he slapped it onto the chest of the young disciple, and before the latter could spit it out, the Elixir was thrown into his mouth and dissolved instantly.

It was too late for the young man to vomit it out; the Elixir melted as soon as it entered his mouth.

Soon, he found his body alternating between hot and cold sensations until, at last, he felt like his entire body was being bitten by countless ants.

"You... what exactly did you make me consume... what is it!" he gasped.

Ren Feifan’s smile froze, and he said coldly, "That’s a poison even more terrifying than what your Dark Poison Sect possesses—silent, traceless, but can make one desire life in vain and seek death yet not find it."

The face of the young disciple from the Dark Poison Sect changed, attempting to speak only to be hit by another wave of pain, this time far exceeding the previous bout.

Ren Feifan had already arrived in front of Daoist Exterminator. At this point, six of the seven orifices of Daoist Exterminator were bleeding, and if the last remaining unblemished one began to bleed, there would be no saving him.

Given his situation, which was entirely due to Ren Feifan, naturally, Ren Feifan would not stand by and watch him die.

Using a silver needle and a Formation, he forced out the poison from the other’s body, then fed him an Antidote Elixir, and only then did his complexion finally start regaining some rosiness.

Ren Feifan’s gaze turned towards the young disciple from the Dark Poison Sect behind him, who now had pale lips, his body almost soaked through, and he was moaning in agony.

Ren Feifan took out a silver needle and pierced it into one of the disciple’s acupoints, and with that, the pain disappeared completely.

The young disciple from the Dark Poison Sect opened his weary eyes, looking at the youth before him without a hint of hatred left.

Not that he didn’t hate him, but he didn’t dare to hate!

That poison was insufferably tyrannical; he had thought to end his life on his terms several times but was unable to do so.

"If you don’t want to suffer, take me to the man in the portrait," Ren Feifan commanded.

He had only three hours left.

Within three hours, he must rescue Zheng Xipo and then rush to the Wuji Sect’s territory to find a way into the First Emperor’s Bronze Man Hall!

There was no time to delay any longer!

The young disciple from the Dark Poison Sect nodded heavily, even getting to his feet and heading directly north.

He could have informed his father using a Secret Technique, but now he didn’t dare to make any rash moves.

His life was in the hands of the demon beside him, and he did not want to endure that pain ever again.

The two traveled directly north for five kilometers and finally arrived at a campsite.

In the center of the campsite, a flag was erected, on which were written the three imposing characters of the Dark Poison Sect.

It was a sight that invoked dread at a glance.

"We’ve arrived."

(PS: That’s it for today. Some people have asked when the next explosive update will be— you’ll probably have to wait until after the New Year’s celebrations are over~)

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