Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 258 - 256 I kill Your Son, Will You Yield? (2nd Update! Thanks to ’The Distant Her’ for tipping!)_1

Chapter 258: Chapter 256 I kill Your Son, Will You Yield? (2nd Update! Thanks to ’The Distant Her’ for tipping!)_1

Shen Junlin’s eyes narrowed, he knew full well that if Shen Shiying’s whip couldn’t stand up to the man, then many people here might not stand a chance against this lad!

"Boy, who exactly are you?" Shen Junlin asked.

As soon as his voice fell, an old man emerged from the crowd.

The old man’s aura was very steady, and Ren Feifan was certain that he had reached the late stage of Profound Extreme Realm at the very least!

At least on par with himself in terms of cultivation realm! Even possibly higher than himself!

Spotting the old man stepping forward, Shen Junlin hurriedly advised him, "Uncle Fu, you don’t need to do anything... "

The old man shook his head, "All of you, step back. No one but me could hope to win against this lad. Any attempt will only cause unnecessary casualties. If I am not mistaken, this lad has already reached the late stage of Profound Extreme Realm, you all are out of your depth!"

What?!

Everyone gasped in unison!

Late stage of Profound Extreme Realm!

Such a young man at the late stage of Profound Extreme Realm!

How is that possible!

To most of those present, this cultivation realm was a tantalizingly unreachable dream!

The late stage of Profound Extreme Realm was but a step away from the Earth-level Realm!

What did the Earth-level Realm imply?

Less than a hundred people among mortals had ever reached the Earth-level Realm!

Plus, almost none of them were under fifty years old!

Yet this young man in front of them was probably just about twenty, and he had already reached the late stage of Profound Extreme Realm?

This was too outrageous!

Everyone subconsciously retreated a few steps. Just as the old man said, if they were to make a move, they’d just be cannon fodder.

Uncle Fu took a step forward. This step seemed devoid of any cultivation, but was, in fact, profoundly mystifying.

An aged voice echoed in Ren Feifan’s ears, "Young man, your murderous intent is strong. What wrong has Shen Hong done to deserve beheading?"

Ren Feifan snorted coldly, and cursed, "Old fool, surely you have heard of the term aiding a tyrant in his oppression, don’t you know what Shen Hong has done?"

Uncle Fu casually took a step forward and explained, "As cultivators, we are naturally superior to ordinary people. What’s wrong in capturing a few mortal women for our amusement or even killing them? Their deaths only amount to a drop in the ocean, fleeting in an instant."

"Are you implying that it’s perfectly alright to kill and plunder mortal women? What absurd logic! Who gave you such pride? Today, I will shatter your arrogance!"

Ren Feifan was thoroughly disgusted by the Shen Family! Only a garbage family could spout such garbage reasoning!

Holding Yuan Xuejiao in his arms, Ren Feifan instantly aimed and shot out a silver needle, imbued with his powerful True Qi!

With a "swoosh", the needle shot straight towards the old man’s vital point!

The old man stepped forward, a barrier instantly formed in front of him! With a swift motion of his right hand, he easily caught the flying silver needle!

"You’re quite good with the silver needle, and your True Qi is pure. It would indeed be a shame if a promising young talent like you were to fall."

The old man dropped the silver needle on the ground and in the blink of an eye, he vanished, leaving only an afterimage in his place.

His skinny hand made a lunge at Ren Feifan!

Ren Feifan felt a rush of purple aura that surrounded the old man’s palm. Brilliant streaks of purple light were emanating from the aura, eventually eclipsing the old man’s sinister and icy smile.

The old man was clear that despite the young man’s high cultivation, reaching this level at such a young age meant his foundation was likely to be shaky, perhaps even built atop a pile of countless heavenly treasures.

Such a person’s peak might just be the late stage of the Profound Extreme Realm, reaching the Earth-level Realm was absolutely impossible.

Furthermore, this, in fact, was one of the most tabooed scenarios in the path of cultivation, but throughout history, countless people have chosen to take such risks. After all, for a cultivator of normal aptitude, to ascend the late Profound Extreme Realm was a herculean task.

In a battle of the same realm, this boy was no match for him!

In his life, he had never liked using weapons, relying only on his palm technique to carve a path of blood.

Among their peers, few could escape his palm technique.

At this moment, the old man could already envision Ren Feifan being blown away by his palm, spouting out a mouthful of blood.

A sense of impending death hung over Ren Feifan!

In that instant, as the True Qi continued to approach, Ren Feifan’s gaze hardened. Changing palm into fist, he once again launched the Tiance Palm!

A golden palm shadow swelled towards the purple aura!

"Boom!"

The two forces clashed violently!

A sense of deadlock seemed to unfold!

The elder’s eyes narrowed slightly, he had underestimated this young man.

"Well, if you were born decades earlier, we might have become friends. But today, I’m sorry, you must die!"

The elder’s aura dramatically amplified! His palm chopped down!

The purple energy wave instantly expanded several times, directly bombarding Ren Feifan!

Ren Feifan showed no fear. A stream of energy formed in his right hand, wrapping Senior Yuan in his arms with True Qi before gently setting her down.

The elder’s strength was commendable, warranting his respect. Continuing to hold Senior Yuan like this could endanger them both.

Then, Ren Feifan hurled a bracelet, quietly dropping into Senior Yuan’s palm.

The bracelet was like the ones Ye Qingcheng and Xu Shihan carried; it could withstand a strike from a Profound Extreme Realm master and even backfire!

So, Ren Feifan was somewhat relieved.

The next second, Ren Feifan turned around, activated the Nine Yang Divine Art. Both his hands flared up with several streams of fire!

The flames were dazzling, not inferior to the elder’s purple energy wave!

Ren Feifan, holding the flames, fiercely threw them at the elder!

"Boom!" The flames suddenly burst!

Converging into a huge, long blaze! With a fast release!

The enormous blaze was like a beast’s gaping mouth, obliterating everything in its path!

The elder’s energy fluctuations instantly were instantly erased!

But the giant blaze was intensifying!

It crashed directly onto the elder!

"Aah!"

The elder gave a shocking scream, his body completely enveloped in the giant blaze!

In an instant, he became a man on fire!

The elder had no idea that Ren Feifan was practicing the Nine Yang Divine Art, let alone that Nine Yang Divine Art was an extremely dominant fire system cultivation technique in the world.

And the fire in Ren Feifan’s hand was the Nine Yang True Fire!

It was the Innate True Fire of his cultivation technique!

At first, there was just a small spark deep in his Dantian, but with Ren Feifan’s advancement and absorption of the outer realm fiery meteorite Xu Shihan gave him, Ren Feifan found that the spark in his Dantian had become a raging inferno!

Pretty impressive!

"Save me! I can give you the supreme cultivation technique, I can give you everything you want!"

The elder’s scalp tingled, his body blackened, yet he was still struggling desperately.

His gaze locked onto Ren Feifan, filled with horror! Like he’d seen a ghost!

But Ren Feifan remained unmoved, his eyes filled with killing intent.

Who should live and who must die, he knew in his heart!

A full three minutes!

The elder moved no more!

The Shen Family’s strongest man, a late-stage Profound Extreme Realm master, was completely killed by Ren Feifan!

Under everyone’s shocked gaze, Ren Feifan walked towards Shen Junlin and said:

"Next should be your turn."

Shen Junlin, seeing the Shen Family’s most powerful master slain by Ren Feifan, wasn’t in the mood for resistance.

"I beg the elder to spare the life of this humble man. Everything earlier was the fault of my silly son, he deserved death! I understand the elder only delivers justice!"

Shen Junlin knelt down pleading, his voice trembling.

Ren Feifan looked amusingly at the kneeling Shen Junlin, saying lightly: "I killed your son, are you satisfied?"

"Yes, yes, yes, I am!"

How could he dare to disagree? The current situation was like a sharp sword hanging over his head!

It could fall at any time!

Who did his son offend?!

Could it be that the whole Shen Family would have to pay the price for him?!

(Readers on the QQ browser; please don’t rush. I am trying my best, I write slowly, and I have to modify anything I’m not satisfied with. Although slow, I am a conscientious author with four Chapters a day! My only rest time each day is spent writing... I write as soon as I get home...)