Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 403 - 398: The Disciple of Saint Doctor’s Gate (Seven more for today! To be continued tomorrow!)

Chapter 403: Chapter 398: The Disciple of Saint Doctor’s Gate (Seven more for today! To be continued tomorrow!)

Ren Feifan reached out his hand to touch the surface of the stele.

Instantly, a sense of desolation swept over him. There were countless sword marks crisscrossing the surface of the stele, each half an inch deep. They seemed deliberately added by someone.

Given Ren Feifan’s understanding of the Sword Dao, he knew that these sword marks must have been carved in an instant by the same person.

A single sword, a single moment, hundreds of sword scars.

This was a stele with a story.

Ren Feifan slightly raised his gaze and saw a deep bloodstain.

Even though the bloodstain had been there for many years, it still hadn’t faded.

This was a bloodstain filled with resentment.

Ren Feifan himself didn’t know why these thoughts suddenly came to him.

"Senior, could this place have been where the Saint Doctor’s Gate used to be?"

Ren Feifan looked at Wu Yu Daoist, then at the surroundings.

The peak of this mountain was bare. It didn’t resemble the ruins of a powerful sect.

Could this stele hold the evidence of a sect?

Ever since they set foot on the peak, the Wu Yu Daoist had been observing every move of Ren Feifan.

From his expression, Ren Feifan indeed seemed to be a disciple of the Saint Doctor’s Gate.

But was this good or bad?

He certainly didn’t want a disciple of the Saint Doctor’s Gate to offend the entire Huaxia Cultivation World again.

The appearance of someone had caused the Huaxia Cultivation World to not recover from that trauma yet.

"Senior, are you listening to me?" Ren Feifan repeated.

Only then did Wu Yu Daoist come back to his senses. He glanced at the stele, then slowly said,

"You’re mistaken, the Saint Doctor’s Gate is not here. Nobody knows where exactly it is! It is a legend in itself."

Wu Yu Daoist seemed to be reminded of something from the past. He looked up at the sky, at the eagle soaring in it, his eyes filled with pride.

"Then what is this stele...?"

Ren Feifan’s curiosity about the Saint Doctor’s Gate grew.

It was as if an unseen thread was connecting the Saint Doctor’s Gate and him, but he couldn’t grasp it.

"This stele represents the hot blood of a disciple of the Saint Doctor’s Gate! It symbolizes someone like you struggling against the rules! It symbolizes the first genius in centuries to break the order of Huaxia!"

Ren Feifan was now even more bewildered.

So this stele had an important backstory?

Wu Yu Daoist gave a bitter smile. He took out a pipe from somewhere and started to smoke like he was preparing for a long reminiscence.

Ren Feifan was taken aback. This senior actually smoked?

And he was smoking an old-fashioned pipe?

Ren Feifan quickly took out a packet of cigarettes from his pocket and offered them to Wu Yu Daoist. "Senior, here, smoke these."

Wu Yu Daoist glanced at the cigarettes in Ren Feifan’s hand, nodded, and accepted them. He put away his pipe, took out a cigarette, and put it in his mouth.

Looking at the scene before him, Ren Feifan could only surrender!

An old Daoist dressed in a Taoist robe with a cigarette dangling from his lips, this scene was just like a gangster movie.

You’re a master in the Heavenly Rank, act like it!

Ah, how could a Heavenly Rank master smoke?

Seeming to notice Ren Feifan’s surprise, Wu Yu Daoist moved his fingers and lit the cigarette with a flame.

After taking a puff, he asked Ren Feifan, "Do you find it strange that an old Daoist who’s nearly at the Heavenly Rank smokes?"

Ren Feifan nodded.

"Heh heh, when you reach my realm, you’ll understand. The Heavenly Rank is just the beginning. There’s a whole bunch of Innate masters in Huaxia, they just don’t show themselves... Compared with your Earth-level Realm cultivation, you’re no different from cannon fodder in the cultivation world."

Ren Feifan was startled, also lighting up a cigarette, he sat on the ground with his back leaning against the stele.

"Instead of flagging me down, might as well tell me the story about this stele."

"100 years ago, an unparalleled genius emerged in Huaxia. No one knew where he came from or his name. As if he appeared out of thin air, he turned the Huaxia Cultivation World and the Outer Hidden Sect upside down. The trouble you’ve caused now is less than one-thousandth of what he stirred."

Ren Feifan listened with stunned ears.

Was there someone so incredible that even the Outer Hidden Sect was turned upside down by him?

This man’s strength was definitely overwhelming!

"80 years ago, due to this man’s outrageous behavior, he had massively offended people. The entire Cultivation World joined forces against him, and drove him to Jiulong Mountain, which is where we are now."

"So, what happened next? Did he die?"

"No, you don’t know how awesome this guy was. He summoned a stele, suppressing many strong warriors under it, and then carved three words, that is ’Saint Doctor’s Gate’ which you have seen.

While holding a jug of wine, he danced and swung his sword around the stele for an hour, recording his sword intent and emotions on the stele, then he left freely! So, the Cultivation World later called this man the Alcoholic Sword Immortal."

"Also, he left a message for the Huaxia Cultivation World."

"What message?"

"The grudge of Saint Doctor’s Gate is not over yet. I’ll be back."

...

Ren Feifan looked at the stele with some emotion.

If a disciple from the Saint Doctor’s Gate was so powerful, what about the sect leader of Saint Doctor’s Gate?

What about the entire Saint Doctor’s Gate?

Who was the primary inheritor?

Ren Feifan didn’t dare to think.

The desireless Taoist finished a cigarette, looked at Ren Feifan and smiled: "Really don’t want to be my disciple?"

Ren Feifan felt that the senior in front of him was extremely eager to take him as a disciple, but after hesitating for a while, he then said: "Since I stepped into the Saint Doctor’s Gate, it’s impossible to acknowledge another sect as my mentor. But you can teach me martial arts techniques and tell me these things, I can privately acknowledge you as a master."

In a lifetime, you can only choose one sect, but there can be countless masters.

The desireless Taoist’s eyes brightened, even though he is a disciple in private, he is still a disciple.

He’s lived for hundreds of years, and finally had a decent disciple, good, good.

He actually didn’t want the other party to enter the Dao Sect because for someone like Ren Feifan, the Saint Doctor’s Gate is his best choice.

"Disciple, I don’t have much to give you. You just tell me what you want, and I will get it for you. I do have some capabilities in the secular world of Huaxia."

Ren Feifan was startled. He never expected that the other party would be so addicted to calling him his disciple.

Soon, he remembered about the Granny Raksasa’s matter.

If the step-heavenly senior came forward in this matter, Granny Raksasa would be doomed!

He was delighted, and said in a haste, "Master... In a few days, someone will try to kill me, you have to deal with it."

"What, someone dares to put their hands on my disciple? Who is it? I’ll help you vent."

The desireless Taoist’s voice revealed a hint of chill.

Finally accepting a good disciple after such trouble, he would regret it to death if an accident occurred.

So, hearing someone wanted to take action, he was one million percent unwilling!

"This person is Granny Raksasa, she is either in the late Earth-level Realm or a half-step Heavenly Rank, she will make her move four days later. Master, I hope you will save me then."

"It’s a small matter. If I, as a master, can’t protect my disciple, then I don’t deserve to be a master. I’m going to stay in Jiangnan Province these next few days. During that time, I’ll personally meet the person who wants to kill you."

The desireless Taoist vowed.

With this guarantee, Ren Feifan truly felt relieved.

Granny Raksasa, it’s time to keep you in Jiangnan Province.

When nightfall came, the two left Tianhai City and returned to Jiangnan Province.

The desireless Taoist had his own places to go, so he sent his disciple off to Jiangnan University before quietly leaving.