Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 1704 - 1700: Shock and Awe!

Chapter 1704: Chapter 1700: Shock and Awe!

"This spear...this is actually the Soul-devouring Golden Needle of the Saint Doctor’s Gate!"

Old Xia was quite astonished at this moment, her mouth agape, watching the spear in disbelief.

She had once glimpsed the Soul-devouring Golden Needle of the Saint Doctor’s Gate in a portrait! The very item before her eyes!

This damn thing is the Soul-devouring Golden Needle!

One of the six great Spiritual Artifacts of the Saint Doctor’s Gate!

How many from the Hidden Gate could withstand it?

She no longer doubted, whoever could fire this Soul-devouring Golden Needle must be a disciple of the Saint Doctor’s Gate!

And the best explanation at hand was that the Six Dao Sword God, Feng Qingyang, had made a move!

He really came back!

But why did Feng Qingyang keep refusing to reveal his true form? Could he be avoiding something?

Is it because of the Destroy Holy Temple’s existence?

No, that can’t be right. With Feng Qingyang’s strength, what is there to fear from the Destroy Holy Temple?

His sword could exterminate it in one blow!

Old Xia, the more she looked at the golden spear, the more frightened she became, knowing she had to take a stand now.

If she didn’t make her stance clear, she wouldn’t be able to bear the wrath of the Six Dao Sword God.

Perhaps her fate would be even worse than her people!

She stepped forward, making her way to the center of the stage, and even bowed to the audience below, saying, "Elder Wind, I was rash just now. Please don’t take offense, Elder Wind."

The cultivators around her were taken aback at first, but then became ecstatic.

"It really is Elder Wind, I knew Elder Wind would definitely take action!"

"Elder Wind is mighty, slaying a Referee with a single strike! My idol!"

"Haha, that old hag just took my treasure, and now she’s even coming out to apologize? What is this? This is the true imposing aura of a hegemon, I’ve decided to hang Elder Wind’s portrait in my cultivation room!

Elder Wind will be my cultivation goal from now on!"

"Look, take a look, portraits of Elder Wind, ten thousand Hidden Stones each, just out of the oven, the supreme warrior Elder Wind’s portraits! Buy now and also get an autograph from Elder Wind himself!"

A youngster wearing a Taoist robe started shouting out, holding a pair of portraits with ink that hadn’t even dried yet.

This youth indeed possessed a business acumen, having detected this potential demand upon exiting the Secret Realms, and so while others were fixated on the situation on the stage, he found a secluded corner to start painting. In just an hour, he had already completed ten portraits.

Lifelike!

In the portrait was a young man wearing a mask, floating high in the sky, with a black greatsword behind him!

A desolate and unrivaled aura spread throughout the entire painting.

Even describing it as cool and explosively amazing wouldn’t be an overstatement!

Upon hearing that there were portraits of Elder Wind for sale, the group of cultivators who had emerged from the Secret Realms hurriedly gathered around!

For such treasures, real or not, ten thousand Hidden Stones, they were not the least bit stingy!

As if Elder Wind’s portrait was an invaluable treasure!

In the blink of an eye, the portrait-selling youngster was left with only the last portrait!

And at the bottom right corner of this portrait were three large characters: Feng Qingyang!

Engraved deep into the wood, with an edge and imposing style!

"Come, come, the last painting, and it even has Elder Wind’s autograph, which I had to go through great lengths to obtain! Don’t look at me in such awe, Elder Wind was right beside me when that sword was fired! Believe it or not!"

The young man spoke earnestly, "Starting the auction now, the base price is 100,000 Hidden Stones, and each bid must not be less than 10,000!"

"I bid 150,000!"

"Elder Wind is my idol. I want anything related to him, 300,000 Hidden Stones!"

"400,000 Hidden Stones!"

...

Ren Feifan listened to the bidding around him, his lips twitching involuntarily. When had he ever signed such things?

And since when had his value skyrocketed like this?

Of course, he did not expose the lie of the young man selling the painting. Instead, his gaze fell upon the stage.

The old woman named Old Xia was cautiously looking around as if searching for the shadow of the Six Path Sword God.

The less the Six Path Sword God showed up, the more fearful she became inside.

They had even forgotten to search for the next cultivator to proceed.

The entire square had become somewhat eerie. The auction for Elder Wind’s portrait below was bustling and lively, while the several referees on the stage looked as if they were facing a great enemy.

They didn’t dare to move a muscle!

Seeing this, Bai Ling naturally wouldn’t continue to stay there. She snorted coldly: "I never would have imagined you referees would be so bold and reckless as to target individuals from Pilgrimage Mountain. If Elder Wind hadn’t intervened, I guess you would’ve continued your arrogant and rampant ways. You’d best not let me see you on Pilgrimage Mountain, otherwise... oh, I forgot, trash like you simply don’t qualify to go to Pilgrimage Mountain!"

Old Xia was startled, but when she heard ’Pilgrimage Mountain’, her expression changed completely!

She looked at the woman before her in horror. If the other party was not lying, then they had offended another major power this time!

That was Pilgrimage Mountain.

The legendary mountain where some were said to ascend to immortality, a place many wished to enter!

But they were not worthy!

There resided the truly powerful!

Were her people idiots? How could they dare to toy with someone from Pilgrimage Mountain!

However, it was rare for individuals from Pilgrimage Mountain to descend, so it was normal for her own people not to believe it.

Before Old Xia could react, Bai Ling had already walked off the stage, calm and composed!

For her, having a powerful protector’s presence felt simply too fantastic!

The auction among the crowd was also coming to an end. The masked portrait of Elder Wind had fetched a staggering 800,000 Hidden Stones!

The bidder turned out to be a young girl.

The princess of the royal family, Lingxia.

She indeed had the ability; everyone present knew that the prince had perished in the Secret Realms.

From now on, the entire royal family would inevitably shift its focus to Princess Lingxia.

Perhaps Princess Lingxia would become the next Empress of Hidden Gate.

Princess Lingxia held the painting, staring into the crowd at a young man.

She had thought that her generous bid would have caught his attention, but unexpectedly, at this moment, the young man was holding another woman’s hand.

His attention was entirely on that woman.

"Ren Feifan, or should I say, Feng Qingyang, why do I regret it the more I understand you?"

Princess Lingxia sighed and quietly disappeared into the crowd.

On the stage, the Master of Fate approached Old Xia, asking: "Old Xia, do we continue to take away the cultivators’ possessions?"

Old Xia was stunned, then gave a bitter smile: "Let’s forget about it. The treasures we’ve already obtained are enough. Feng Qingyang may not come out, but his sword and spear already showed his stance. If we continue, we’re unlikely to get out of here alive!"

The Master of Fate stroked his grizzled beard and nodded. Suddenly, he changed the subject: "How do we explain this to the other side?"

Old Xia was taken aback, glanced at the cultivators, and shook his head: "Let’s just play it by ear. If the other side knows that Feng Qingyang has taken action, they probably won’t blame us too much."

(PS: A few Chapters are being released first; the following will be a bit later because I’m preparing to go back to my hometown for the holidays~ I have to take a bus this afternoon~ I’ll update in the evening.)

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