Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 458 - 457: Falling Dust Dragon Sword_1

Chapter 458: Chapter 457: Falling Dust Dragon Sword_1

Ren Feifan exhaled a turbid breath, his cultivation had significantly improved.

He decided to momentarily halt his cultivation, and planned to continue later.

Ren Feifan took out the broken sword he had obtained from the Heavenly Pond. The broken sword radiated a faint and chilling light, and the hilt was a sculpted black dragon, emanating an unparalleled aura of majesty.

Ren Feifan tentatively swung the sword, strangely enough, he saw a faint golden light.

Was this Sword Qi?

But Ren Feifan hadn’t used any of his True Qi!

All Sword Qi needed a cultivator to drive True Qi onto the longsword. Only then can True Qi be the precursor and the sword carry it, unleashing a potent attack!

Yet, this broken sword could generate such terrifying power without any True Qi.

If a broken sword could do so, what if it were a complete sword?

How horrifying would that be?

A sentence carved into a rock suddenly came to Ren Feifan’s mind.

’The day the broken sword is recast, is the time of the emperor’s return.’

If he could truly recast this sword, its power would increase by more than a bit. Not only would it instantly kill any half-step Heaven-level being, but it will also instantly kill Heaven-level masters!

"Excellent sword, indeed the treasures lie beneath the Heavenly Pond, and could serve well when needed against enemies."

Although the aura of the Autumn Water Traceless Sword was more suited to him, in terms of power, the Autumn Water Traceless Sword was no match for this broken sword.

"Since you have no name, I will call you the Sword of the Descending Dragon."

Ren Feifan said.

Because when he initially obtained the sword, Ren Feifan also acquired the Swordsmanship of the Descending Dragon located nearby.

Given that the sword and swordsmanship were placed together and had similar attributes, he figured they mustn’t differ too much.

Ren Feifan then opened the Swordsmanship of the Descending Dragon and began to carefully comprehend it.

He repeatedly practiced the swordsmanship in the void. Initially, his movements were somewhat immature, but as he progressed, they became increasingly proficient.

One slash of the sword generated power several times that of the Autumn Water Traceless Sword!

If he combined it with the broken sword, the power would simply be multiplied.

The only regret was that using the Sword of the Descending Dragon required a great deal of True Qi.

One slash of the sword nearly drained half of Ren Feifan’s Dantian’s True Qi, is it really worth it?

However, at least it could shock others when necessary, giving him a chance to escape with his life.

Just as Ren Feifan was cultivating, a young man in a linen robe with a pale and cold face arrived at Jiangnan Province.

He was carrying a bundle on his back, a trace of a rebellious smile on his lips, and playing with a silver needle in his hand, exuding a cold aura all over his body.

Upon arrival at Jiangnan University, he looked at the university’s name plaque and sneered:

"Ren Feifan, you caused my master to confine me for two more months of solitary meditation! I will repay the grudge of the past today! Over these two months, I, Baili Jing, have been continuously breaking through in my cultivation, hopeful that one day I can completely annihilate you!

Master said you cannot be moved, but today, I really want to make a move."

Ren Feifan had been continuously cultivating until he felt Ye Qingcheng woke up. Only then did he stop, pretending to be asleep.

Ye Qingcheng glanced at Ren Feifan, delicately got out of bed, and was about to write something on the piece of paper she took from the bag on the side, when Ren Feifan grabbed her hand.

"Planning to leave a note and run away again? Ye Qingcheng, what are you hiding?"

Ye Qingcheng was slightly startled, her pretty face pale. After a long while, she said, "I just wanted to..."

"No need to say it. no matter what happens around you, or whatever reason you have for not telling me, you are already my woman now. If anyone dares to harm you, I will erase him from this world!"

The moment Ren Feifan spoke these words, mixed with bursts of True Qi, they were quite overbearing.

"Okay."

Ye Qingcheng obediently nodded her head.

But the next second, to her utter surprise, Ren Feifan pounced on her again, his hands becoming restless...

They didn’t get out of bed until noon.

Ye Qingcheng was writhing in pain, she looked at Ren Feifan with a resentful gaze. "I have to go back to the Ye family in the Capital City. I’m sure grandfather is waiting for me. What about you? What’s your plan?"

Ren Feifan hesitated for a moment, and then said earnestly, "I have some messes to clean up in Jiangnan province. And, stop changing your phone number, don’t turn your phone off either. Otherwise, you know the consequences if I run into you again."

Ye Qingcheng noticed Ren Feifan looking at her with a seemingly amused gaze. She involuntarily shrunk a bit and responded reluctantly with a nod.

True pain and pleasure indeed.

...

At three in the afternoon, Ren Feifan left Jiangnan airport.

He had missed many days of classes and figured that some people were likely panicking about it.

Just as he arrived at the university, Ren Feifan felt a sharp gaze fixed on him, sending a chill down his spine.

Suddenly, a cold glint flashed past.

Ren Feifan’s pupils shrank, his body shifting to the side, avoiding the projectile. He caught a silver needle mid-air.

Attached to the needle was a yellow slip of paper.

Ren Feifan unfolded the paper. Inscribed on it were three large characters representing a challenge letter.

"7 PM, hill behind the school. - Baili Jing"

Seeing the name Baili Jing, Ren Feifan took a while to recall this person.

When he was selling medicine in a drugstore in Lin City, he had bumped into a haughty teenager. A heated altercation led to a physical duel.

Both ended up wounded.

If it were not for the opponent’s master intervening, Ren Feifan might’ve suffered much worse injuries.

At that time, he had just started his training and naturally couldn’t compete with someone who had been cultivating since childhood.

What surprised him was the significant improvement in the boy’s needle technique.

If he applied this skill to healing, he would be quite valuable in the field of traditional medicine. However, the boy was too keen on practising it for fight.

Ren Feifan remembered that the boy’s master had not ordered him to spend a solitary month in cultivation. Why was he challenging him now?

How ridiculous.

Ren Feifan snapped his fingers, and in an instant, a flame appeared in the palm of his hand, consuming the paper.

Night fell, it was seven o’clock.

Ren Feifan arrived at the hill behind the school punctually. Few people ventured to this hill behind Jiangnan University due to its past as a graveyard. Despite the graves being relocated, the area was still quite eerie, making even the most adventurous young couples prefer the nearby grove instead of the hill.

After walking a considerable distance,

Ren Feifan finally saw Baili Jing. Dressed plainly, he held a sword, his expression cold and eyes defiant, a murderous intent emanated from him.

"Ren Feifan, how does it feel to have lived two months longer?"

Baili Jing coldly said.

He was all jest.

Ren Feifan didn’t say anything, he didn’t come here to accept some so-called challenge letter, rather, he viewed the boy as a potential problem.

He needed to nip this in the bud, this was Ren Feifan’s principle.

Seeing Ren Feifan’s nonchalant attitude and his complete disregard, Baili Jing didn’t indulge in any more talk and lunged straight at him!

"Last time, you only survived because my master helped you. This time, even if he were here, I’d gladly meditate in isolation for ten years to ensure your death!"

Baili Jing shot forward like a bolt of lightning, his attack like a thunderclap.

Ren Feifan’s eyes narrowed slightly. It seemed the boy had indeed improved a lot.

But so what?

To think an Earth-level Realm practitioner could create a ripple in front of him!

Ren Feifan stood proudly, the corner of his mouth lifting into a wicked smirk.

He had no intention of dodging the attack, instead, he watched as the sword lunged towards him!

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