Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 1797 - 1793: The Dao Produces One, One Produces Two! (Third Update)

Chapter 1797: Chapter 1793: The Dao Produces One, One Produces Two! (Third Update)

Feng Qingyang, the Six Paths Sword God, moved with unparalleled grace, his swordsmanship ethereal and unpredictable, confronting the Heavenly Tribulation as if cutting through a current effortlessly.

One strike, two strikes, three strikes... an uncountable number of strikes!

In the blink of an eye, countless Sword Intents erupted forth.

The most astonishing part? Feng Qingyang transformed each streak of Heavenly Tribulation into his own power!

"Sect Leader, this Sword Intent of mine—if you can grasp even a fraction of it—the core principle lies in converting external forces into your own strength! Transform the Heavenly Path’s momentum, everything around you, into yours! After all, one’s own power is finite, but the external forces are infinite! ’The Path gives birth to One, One gives birth to Two, Two gives birth to Three, and Three gives birth to all things!’"

Ren Feifan had been silently observing and committing the scene before him to memory while activating the Heaven-Devouring Technique from the very beginning.

However, Feng Qingyang’s swordsmanship was far too advanced; at this moment, Ren Feifan could only comprehend a small part of it.

To truly master it, he would need endless research and time.

After ten minutes, Feng Qingyang’s figure gradually descended from the heavens, but even still, the surrounding force of the Heavenly Tribulation did not dare approach him!

Even the Heavenly Tribulation feared Feng Qingyang!

Ren Feifan was utterly awestruck, contemplating when he might reach Feng Qingyang’s level.

Just then, countless streams of Heavenly Tribulation surged toward him!

These tribulations, unable to harm Feng Qingyang, had turned their attention to Ren Feifan, roaring thunderously toward him!

"Sect Leader, this is the best opportunity for you to practice your sword techniques. Seize it well. I cannot remain here in the external world for too long, so I must retreat to the Mystic Space now. Remember, if you wish to master this sword technique, you must use your sword to repel these tribulations."

With those words, Feng Qingyang vanished completely.

The vast plaza was left with only Ren Feifan.

And a dog!

Big Huang showed no fear in the face of the tribulations. Rather, he seemed elated, constantly reaching out to grasp at the bolts of lightning.

Initially, the Heavenly Tribulations paid little mind to Big Huang, but his persistent provocation fully incited them!

A bolt of lightning struck directly upon Big Huang!

Yet Big Huang remained unmoved, his eyes even flashing with a hint of fiery excitement!

The Heavenly Dominator Body Pill, a potent force of physical resilience and Five Elements power, had been consumed by Big Huang, its energy lying dormant within him.

And this lightning was precisely the stimulant needed to awaken Big Huang’s elemental attributes!

Ren Feifan, looking at the incoming tribulations, steeled himself and raised his sword: a sword it shall be.

First, he mimicked Feng Qingyang’s Sword Intent completely. However, as a streak of Sky Thunder struck down, Ren Feifan found himself instantly zapped, hair standing straight and face charred black!

He then tried to operate the Ninefold Profound Art. Once activated, the Sword Intent seemingly became more manageable.

He moved like the wind, dancing with ease—though still struck by lightning, his movements were clearly more fluid.

Under the Sword Intent, Ren Feifan continuously cultivated! Bit by bit, he gained a firmer grasp on Feng Qingyang’s Sword Intent!

The Sky Thunder raged on for a full three hours!

During these three hours, Ren Feifan had performed the Six Paths Sword Technique an uncountable number of times!

At last, the Sky Thunder ceased, and Ren Feifan’s figure gradually descended, his eyes closed as a faint trace of Dao Charm enveloped his body.

Nearby, the dust began to swirl freely!

This was momentum!

Ren Feifan’s sword momentum!

He felt as if he had grasped something—something entirely new—a fresh Sword Intent had been birthed!

"So, this is Feng Qingyang’s Sword Intent. Though I’ve only managed to catch a trace, its benefits are boundless."

Ren Feifan opened his eyes, a hint of serenity within them.

He even carried an air of transcendence.

Ren Feifan stowed away the Ancient Dust Sword into the Mystic Space, clasped his hands behind his back, and turned his attention to Big Huang in the distance.

A few bolts of tribulation appeared to have struck Big Huang just now, and though Ren Feifan had assumed Big Huang would have suffered, it seemed the dog was not only unharmed but emanating faint arcs of lightning.

Originally, Big Huang had no discernible attributes—merely an extraordinarily tough physical frame as a spirit beast. While advantageous in combat, it was rather limited.

Yet the Heavenly Tribulation struck by pure chance, granting Big Huang the attribute of lightning.

The lightning on Big Huang’s body finally settled after a few seconds. Rejuvenated, Big Huang wagged his tail eagerly and trotted toward Ren Feifan.

Ren Feifan stroked Big Huang’s fur, instantly sensing faint traces of Sky Thunder energy flowing towards him!

He chuckled and said, "Without a car, out here in the wilds, we’ll have to walk back."

Big Huang seemed to understand Ren Feifan’s words and took off at a sprint toward a distant spot.

Halfway there, Big Huang paused, turned back, gave Ren Feifan a quick glance and barked a few times.

Ren Feifan didn’t hesitate to follow.

Fortunately, both man and beast carried Spiritual Energy. Traveling was swift and efficient, and soon they reached the city center, flagged down a taxi, and headed to the hotel.

At the hotel, Sun Qingqing happened to be downstairs.

When she saw Ren Feifan, her stern expression blossomed into a smile.

"Feifan, if you’d been any later, I was considering checking out!"

Her gaze then landed on Big Huang beside Ren Feifan.

"Feifan, since when did you start keeping a dog? And this dog—what breed is it? Looks like a mix of Alaskan Malamute and hunting dog? Sturdy, yes, but also kind of like a wild wolf!"

Sun Qingqing instinctively reached out to touch Big Huang, but his deep growl and icy gaze sent her retreating with a jolt.

"Feifan, your dog is terrifying!"

Ren Feifan shot Big Huang a glance. No words needed to be spoken—Big Huang understood instantly, lowered his tail, and hung his head as if chided, resembling a guilty child.

"Feifan, if you’re free, let me treat you to a Cheng City hot pot. Visiting Cheng City without having hot pot would truly be a waste." Sun Qingqing’s face lit with anticipation, having not shared a proper meal with Ren Feifan despite being here for days.

Ren Feifan quickly calculated Lin Langtian’s seclusion duration—he should still have a few days remaining. Besides cultivating, Ren Feifan had little else to do.

With Sun Qingqing’s invitation tempting him, why not go?

If he didn’t eat this time, returning to the Hidden Gate later would leave him no chance for such indulgences.

"Alright," Ren Feifan agreed.

Sun Qingqing hadn’t expected this man, always preoccupied, to agree so readily. Elated, she eagerly pulled Ren Feifan toward the underground garage.

Her ride was a white Porsche SUV.

As the car door opened, Big Huang leapt inside eagerly, intuitively settling himself in the back seat, leaving the front passenger seat for Ren Feifan.

Sun Qingqing eyed Big Huang suspiciously. "Feifan, I must say, this dog may be ugly, but it’s incredibly smart."

"By the way, where’d you get this dog? Don’t tell me you went and stole one while you were gone."

"Him? I picked him up off the side of the road," Ren Feifan replied with a cryptic smile.

Sun Qingqing: "..."

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