Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 1701 - 1697: Don’t touch my people, I am Ren Feifan!

Chapter 1701: Chapter 1697: Don’t touch my people, I am Ren Feifan!

The burly man snorted coldly: "So what if he dies, him and I have long been enemies in the Secret Realms. Killing him, I have no regrets nor grievances! Besides, he even insulted Elder Feng3, he was practically asking for death!"

The next second, Old Xia’s eyes hardened, and with one palm strike, the burly man was sent flying, spitting out a bit of fresh blood as he smashed onto the ground, completely lifeless.

Following that, Old Xia’s eyes swept across the crowd, and he said coldly: "Anyone else who dares to flee or resist, that man is the perfect example! And I will make you suffer ten thousand times more!"

Hearing these words, everyone gasped in shock, none wanted to end up like that man.

With the referee’s threat, soon enough, cultivators obediently came onto the stage.

They had no choice, with their abilities, they couldn’t resist either.

The first cultivator who survived the Secret Realm came onto the stage, where a relatively young referee pressed a finger on his forehead.

With a cold smirk on his lips, the referee concentrated, and suddenly, a black Elixir appeared in his palm.

"This Elixir is decent, I’ll keep it."

The cultivator’s face turned pale upon seeing the Elixir; he never anticipated that his well-hidden treasure, though he tried to sneak it through, would still be discovered.

Although the cultivator felt regret, it was already too late, was he really going to ask the referee to return it?

The referee sneered: "By the look on your face, do you have an objection? Get lost!"

This referee’s attitude was unapologetically dismissive, as if taking an item from a cultivator’s possession was a natural entitlement.

The cultivator, though furious, didn’t dare to speak out and could only silently walk back down the stage.

Mixed in with the crowd, Ren Feifan watched this scene with a trace of coldness in his eyes.

Even if these people had opened the Secret Realm, taking a treasure from the contestants, there was no need for such an attitude.

After all, the cultivator didn’t owe him anything.

He frowned and looked at Xu Shihan next to him, curiously asking, "How did your grandfather become a judge in the Secret Realm? And even more inexplicably becoming a so-called Master of Heavenly Fate?"

Xu Shihan shook her head, she was equally unclear about this matter.

"Feifan, you also know my grandfather has been away from me for a long time, I am not very familiar with what has happened to him these years. I also just learned about the Master of Heavenly Fate."

Ren Feifan nodded his head, his gaze turned to the Master of Heavenly Fate on the distant stage.

And the Master of Heavenly Fate was looking at him, his eyes carrying a hint of profundity.

With the example from before, people kept coming onto the stage one after another, and it was unknown how those referees managed to do it, even if these cultivators hid their items well, they would still be instantly discovered!

During this period, a few cultivators resisted, but ultimately, they were forcefully suppressed.

In Ren Feifan’s view, these people were not strong judges at all, but rather despicable robbers.

Xu Shihan seemed to notice the anger in Ren Feifan’s heart, reaching out to hold his fist.

"Feifan, let’s just let the matter of the Secret Realm go, don’t cause more troubles, and besides, grandpa is also up there, there probably won’t be any serious issues."

Ren Feifan gradually relaxed his hand, nodding his head.

As long as these judges weren’t too excessive, he would also bear with it.

Even if it was out of consideration for Xu Shihan and the old man.

Half an hour later, those referees each held a collection of treasures, smiles brimming on their faces.

Fortunately, the old man did not personally strip these cultivators of their belongings, although Old Xia reminded him several times, the old man always waved his hand and refused.

Finally, it was Zheng Xipo and Bai Ling’s turn.

Zheng Xipo had a fifth-grade Longsword taken away, not of particularly high value. However, Lu Weicai had a talisman taken away, a talisman he forgot to give to Ren Feifan.

Its quality was extraordinary.

Lu Weicai was filled with regret in his heart, but what could he do? He could only silently endure it.

After all, the collective power of these referees was not something he, Lu Weicai, could resist alone.

Returning to Ren Feifan’s side, Lu Weicai kept grumbling, venting some anger he felt inside.

Next was Bai Ling’s turn. She walked onto the stage with ease, allowing the young referee to point his finger at her forehead.

Since she had already given everything to Ren Feifan, she had nothing to fear.

The referee briefly inspected her and couldn’t help but frown, muttering, "Is this all you have?"

Then his eyes hardened as if he discovered something, extending his arm, he directly took the Jade Pendant hanging from Bai Ling’s waist.

This was the only valuable thing Bai Ling had on her.

"Since you have nothing else on you, then this Jade Pendant is mine!"

Bai Ling’s face drastically changed, and she suddenly reached out trying to snatch it back!

This Jade Pendant was given to her by her mother; though it wasn’t a Spiritual Object, it was still a treasured possession! And it was from the Saint Mountain! She couldn’t let it fall into the hands of strangers!

Time and time again she tried to summon her True Qi to take it back, but her efforts were toyed with in the palm of his hand; how could her strength possibly match that of the referee!

"Little girl, we set the rules beforehand, if you resist further, the consequences will be severe!"

Bai Ling’s eyes chilled as she scolded, "How can you be like this, this Jade Pendant is mine, it was never seized from the Secret Realms, what right do you have to take it away!"

The referee scoffed, "Yours? Can it respond if you call it?"

Bai Ling widened her eyes, pointing at the referee’s nose, "You are so shameless! Do you know who I am!"

The referee sneered, "I don’t care who you are! Today here, even if you were the Heavenly Path, you must submit!"

Bai Ling was taken aback, stepping forward and puffing out her chest, "I am from Pilgrimage Mountain! If you don’t return it to me, I promise you won’t know how you died!"

The referee looked at Bai Ling’s upright chest, gave a cold smile, and even reached out to touch it!

Although it wasn’t a praiseworthy act for a referee to harass a cultivator, they were supreme here!

They feared nothing!

Bai Ling didn’t expect the referee to truly act so, her complexion changed and just as she was about to retaliate, a powerful force enveloped her!

She couldn’t move at all!

Dammit! He was far stronger than her!

Just as the referee’s hand was about to touch Bai Ling, a black longsword descended from the sky!

"Bang!"

The longsword landed between Bai Ling and the referee, a huge crack appearing between the two!

And within that crack lay a severed palm!

It was the referee’s severed palm!

"Ah!" The referee let out a scream of shock, he hadn’t expected someone to dare attack them under their watch!

And even had his hand severed!

Blood kept flowing, a malevolent air around the sword making cuts appear on his face!

"Who is it! Who dared to ambush me! Step out! I will have you drawn and quartered!"

He glanced at the black longsword in front of him, looking around, but was met with silence.

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