Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 1771 - 1767: Heaven Defying Cultivation Technique! (Second Release!)

Chapter 1771: Chapter 1767: Heaven Defying Cultivation Technique! (Second Release!)

Soon, Ren Feifan, Lin Xiaoxi, and her two roommates directly headed outside the campus.

Even though Ren Feifan had left, Zhou Wei still didn’t stop slapping Guo Sha.

He was well aware that a cultivator’s spiritual sense can cover a range of hundreds of miles, and every single one of his actions couldn’t escape the opponent’s notice!

So he had to keep slapping!

It wasn’t until the Capital City police arrived that Zhou Wei finally stopped, letting out a long sigh of relief.

While slapping, the clothes on his back were soaked through.

This was the fear of a true powerhouse; the opponent didn’t even need to act to intimidate everyone present!

He even felt that, even though the opponent had left, he himself might still not escape death!

He immediately planned to buy a plane ticket to flee abroad.

He didn’t plan to keep his underground forces in the Capital City either!

...

Ren Feifan and Lin Xiaoxi’s roommates had a simple meal together.

The purpose of this meal was clear—he wanted the two roommates to take care of Lin Xiaoxi, since the people sent by Ye Chuchen wouldn’t be able to enter a girls’ dormitory for inspection.

Therefore, inside the dormitory, it was undoubtedly up to these two roommates to handle everything.

At the slightest sign of trouble, they were instructed to immediately contact Ye Chuchen’s team.

During the meal, the two roommates were so scared they didn’t dare to pick up any dishes. Fortunately, Lin Xiaoxi helped them pile food onto their plates, allowing them to finish the meal.

By noon at 12 o’clock, when Ren Feifan saw that everyone had eaten enough, he escorted Lin Xiaoxi and her roommates back to their dormitory. Then, he called Ye Chuchen, asking him to dispatch more personnel to protect Lin Xiaoxi. It would be best to station someone in the girls’ dormitory, while also directly sending people to eliminate Zhou Wei, as well as purge the remnants of Ninth Master’s underground forces.

Ren Feifan disliked leaving threats behind. After all, he was about to leave for Sichuan’s Cheng City, and he certainly wouldn’t be able to oversee things in the Capital City.

Eliminating all threats was the safest approach.

After finishing the arrangements concerning Lin Xiaoxi, Ren Feifan then asked Ye Chuchen to arrange a flight for him as he prepared to travel to Sichuan Chengdu.

He couldn’t linger in the mundane world any longer.

If that person was not found, the issues regarding the Locking God Formation would remain unresolved! By then, both the mundane world and the Hidden Gate would be plunged into chaos!

Ren Feifan didn’t aspire to be a hero saving the world; he merely wanted to safeguard the people around him.

Five minutes later, Ye Chuchen replied to Ren Feifan’s message.

"Tomorrow afternoon at 3 o’clock, Feifan Group Airport, departure."

Ren Feifan put away his phone and went directly to the Sacred Gate’s cultivation room to begin training.

However, as soon as he entered the cultivation state, the mysterious space trembled!

A radiant light surged forth as thick black fog rolled in!

The Six-Path Sword God Feng Qingyang and the Demon King finally appeared!

Ren Feifan’s face lit up with joy as he immediately dove into the mysterious space.

Mysterious Space.

As Ren Feifan entered, he saw two towering figures.

Feng Qingyang, clad in white robes, carried a massive sword box on his back. His garments and hair floated lightly, unrestrained and free, gently wafting in the air, complementing his suspended figure as though a deity had descended. His skin faintly shimmered with a flowing brilliance. With his hands clasped behind his back, the powerful aura he emanated was awe-inspiring.

The Demon King seemed to have deliberately dressed up.

Donning a black robe with a ghostly patterned cape, his imposing stature radiated an intense presence. His star-like piercing eyes and perfectly arched brows resembled freshly painted strokes. Surrounding him was an endless swirl of black mist. His broad chest exuded a commanding aura of invincibility—

Like a lion shaking the heavens, descending from the clouds. Like a mythical beast trampling the ground beneath its seat.

The terrifying pressure made even Ren Feifan feel like a tiny leaf floating on a vast ocean, utterly insignificant.

This was the true Demon King!

No, it was the Demon Monarch!

Feng Qingyang and the Demon King exchanged glances, their eyes betraying a hint of disdain for each other.

At their level of power, admitting inferiority to anyone didn’t come easily!

Six-Path Sword God Feng Qingyang turned his gaze to Ren Feifan.

"Sect Leader, in recent days, I’ve designed a cultivation system for you. Within a year, no one will be able to shake your position! First, the Nine Yang Divine Art you’re currently cultivating needs to be replaced. During the past thousand years, I’ve traveled extensively and mastered countless new cultivation systems. I’ve modified the operation route of the Nine Yang Divine Art within me."

The essence remains the Nine Yang Divine Art! But it’s more powerful and overbearing! I’ve named it the Nine-Turn Mysterious Art!

Of course, the name isn’t important—you can call it the Nine Yang Divine Art or the Nine-Turn Mysterious Art!

The spiritual fire formed by the Nine-Turn Mysterious Art not only possesses fire attributes but also harnesses the power of the five elements! You can condense lightning, ice, and whirlwinds into the spiritual fire!

The Nine-Turn Mysterious Art consists of nine turns. Mastering each turn grants you an additional ability.

If cultivated from scratch, it would be challenging, but since you’ve already practiced the Nine Yang Divine Art, you’ll be able to swiftly master it!"

Having said this, Feng Qingyang suddenly conjured a radiant flame in his palm. The flame was ferocious!

In the mysterious space, violent wind erupted! Lightning flashed and thunder roared! A natural phenomenon unfolded!

Though this was but a thread of flame, Ren Feifan felt certain—this thread alone could obliterate the God Sea Realm!

"If Sect Leader wishes to cultivate, close your eyes, and I will transmit the contents of the Nine-Turn Mysterious Art into your consciousness."

Ren Feifan naturally wouldn’t refuse. Just as he was about to close his eyes, the Demon King stepped forward, and the rolling black mist instantly morphed into a deathly visage overhead!

"Kid, why bother learning the Nine-Turn Mysterious Art? My Chaos Divine Demon Art is the ultimate cultivation technique! This is the strongest technique of the Demon Sect! During the Ancient War, my ancestor relied on this technique to annihilate dozens of powerhouses! Each one perished in an instant! That battle singlehandedly solidified the Demon Sect’s status!"

"Moreover, if you want spiritual fire, it’s easy! My Chaos Divine Demon Art contains the Sky Demon Yin Fire! It absolutely crushes most spiritual fires! Kid, if I were you, I’d definitely prioritize mastering my Chaos Divine Demon Art!"

Finishing his remark, the Demon King tilted his chin slightly upward, watching Feng Qingyang with an amused expression.

Feng Qingyang snorted coldly, and without hesitation, hurled the flame in his hand toward the Demon King!

"Let me see what your damned Sky Demon Yin Fire amounts to!"

The terrifying flame ignited the entire mysterious space, shooting forth like a deadly arrow. But just as it was about to land, an eerie blue flame appeared in the Demon King’s palm.

This flame was icy and devoid of heat.

It was strangely tranquil!

"Sky Demon Yin Fire, go!"

The two flames clashed instantly in the mysterious space!

Ripples surged as terrifying shockwaves enveloped Ren Feifan, immersing him in a realm half frozen and half burning hot.

Beneath the flames, the forces were evenly matched!

Seeing the two about to clash again, Ren Feifan quickly stepped between them.

"Wait! Don’t act just yet. If you continue fighting, this space will be shattered by your power!"

With Ren Feifan interceding, the two finally stopped, each letting out a cold snort before speaking in unison, "Whose cultivation technique will you learn first?"

"Well... why don’t you both transmit your techniques to me? Can’t I train in them simultaneously?"

This was the only solution.