Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 843 - 841: Preparation for the Great Battle, Strengthening of the Holy Gate!

Chapter 843: Chapter 841: Preparation for the Great Battle, Strengthening of the Holy Gate!

The little girl looked at Ren Feifan with utter disdain.

"Ao Tian is a genius of Hidden Gate, someone you will never be able to match in your lifetime. With your current Heavenly Rank, you’d have a tough time even getting into Hidden Gate, and you might even die before you make it in. So Ao Tian means you should come find him after you’ve stepped into the Innate realm,"

After scanning Ren Feifan up and down a few times, the girl continued with a sneer, "I reckon it will take you at least ten years to step into the Innate realm... you’re just a mortal with bloodline but no talent."

Ren Feifan: "..."

He felt that the young girl in front of him had yet to grow a full coat of fur, yet she was full of nonsense.

Although it was true that the other party had reason to be so arrogant.

The girl found Ren Feifan boring and had no desire to continue the conversation. She clapped her hands, took a lollipop out of the storage space, and started to suck on it. She instructed Ren Feifan, "I don’t want to talk to someone like you anymore. I’m going out to see if there’s anywhere fun to explore..."

Ren Feifan didn’t plan to pay any attention to the little girl either. With her gone, his ears would finally be at peace.

What was more crucial was that he had more important things to do now!

That was to build forces, to prepare for rescuing people; individual power is weak, but the power of a group is formidable.

It’s time to use these disciples of the Holy Sect, whom he had raised for so many days for just this moment.

Ren Feifan had Luo Yin gather all the disciples of the Holy Sect in the square.

"Greetings to the Holy Master!"

All of them knelt down and saluted Ren Feifan several times. The people of the Holy Sect had to practice any single action for half a day, so at this moment, the instant they knelt on one knee, they were as uniform as one.

Ren Feifan waved his hand slightly, "We’re not in ancient times now; such strict adherence is not required. Since Luo Yin brought everyone here, it certainly means that you are the strongest and most trustworthy group within the Holy Sect."

Ren Feifan paused for a few seconds, and seeing that no one had risen, he gently waved his right hand. A barely perceivable force pushed everyone to their feet.

Everyone felt as if their bodies were locked by something and then stood up.

In that moment, everyone couldn’t fathom the depth of the power of the Holy Master standing before them, and even Luo Yin felt the same, thinking to herself:

"The Holy Master is becoming stronger and stronger. Deciding to stand by his side without any hesitation was indeed a flawless choice. Perhaps, it is the most correct decision I’ve made in my life."

"Now that everyone has come here, you should know the purpose of your visit.

The Holy Mother was taken away, and I’ve determined who took her. Thus, in the next few days, there will be a great battle. The enemies we face are not ordinary people, they might even be one of the most powerful forces. It is still not too late to retreat, if you step back, the Holy Sect will offer you something valuable and let you go. Make your decision now."

Ren Feifan said this because he needed people who were loyal, people who feared neither death nor danger.

So, while everyone was sincerely obedient to him, he had to select the truly devoted group.

But after two minutes, no one moved; they had all grown astute and knew from the moment just now that the Holy Master in front of them was not as simple as they imagined.

As for life and death?

Having reached this realm, what kinds of life and death had they not seen? Life and death meant opportunities! The days in the Holy Sect had been peaceful for too long, and they had grown accustomed to rest, hoping for a time when strength ruled. A challenge was not a bad thing; on the contrary, it might allow them to grow the fastest. So, no one here moved. Instead, their eyes were filled with resolve.

Ren Feifan nodded in approval; Luo Yin had chosen well. Although these people had been disobedient to him in the past, it was a very normal reaction, as human nature is just like that. At the moment Ren Feifan presented the choice, they did not hesitate to decide to stand or fall with him, which was a comforting matter.

Ren Feifan walked in front of everyone.

"Good, very good! Since everyone considers me, Ren Feifan, a brother, then I, Ren Feifan, also consider you all brothers. From today onwards, I guarantee that everyone’s power will grow to its strongest."

Suddenly, Ren Feifan’s gaze fell on a man holding a Cold Sword. Luo Yin had mentioned him, the strongest swordsman of the entire Holy Sect, styled as the Sword Marquis, whose realm was just shy of Heavenly Rank but whose strength was probably at the Heavenly Rank.

"Sword Marquis, what tier is your sword?"

Ren Feifan abruptly threw out such a sentence, leaving the Sword Marquis somewhat puzzled, but he quickly responded, "My sword is a second-tier high-grade, the Frost Spirit Sword, with an innate ice attribute."

There was still a hint of pride in his words, as that Frost Spirit Sword had taken him a great deal of effort to obtain.

Truly not an easy feat.

"Let me have a look at your sword," Ren Feifan said, narrowing his eyes.

What else could the Sword Marquis say? He directly handed over the sword, and with a slight movement of Ren Feifan’s fingers, the Frost Spirit Sword instantly split into two pieces.

"Hardly withstands a single blow."

The Sword Marquis’s eyes turned cold, and although he wasn’t too attached to the sword, the saintly lord actually showed such disregard for a sword!

Serving such a saintly lord is unnecessary!

Just as the Sword Marquis was about to erupt, Ren Feifan suddenly produced another sword in his hand, its blade radiating coldness, with a very powerful attribute. As soon as the sword appeared, the temperature around them dropped significantly.

"This third-tier low-grade sword is my greeting gift," Ren Feifan said abruptly.

Third-tier low-grade!!!!

In Huaxia, treasures of the second tier were worth a fortune, let alone those of the third tier, and even more so a sword!

The sword fell into the Sword Marquis’s hands, and he felt as if his breathing had stopped. He had thought the saintly lord was joking, but as he gripped the Cold Sword and felt the energy and killing intent within, the Sword Marquis was certain, this was definitely a third-tier Spirit Sword!

At this moment, the Sword Marquis only felt a profound dizziness. He loved swords more than life itself, but he had never held such a powerful sword!

Moreover, the saintly lord’s intention was to give this sword to him, how could he not be excited!

Although the other disciples of the Holy Gate might not understand much about swords, the aura emitted by the sword made everyone tense up, their throats burning.

This was a third-tier weapon!

Was the saintly lord actually giving it to a subordinate who wasn’t even core to the group?

The price was too great!

In real life, there is a term called "nouveau riche," and at that moment, everyone felt as though these words were hanging above the saintly lord’s head.

Other nouveau riches used money to do the talking; they didn’t need money, but the saintly lord in front of them was actually using a weapon so valuable it was priceless to play the part of a nouveau riche!

This is madness!

Definitely madness!

The Sword Marquis at this moment didn’t know how to express his excitement, and he didn’t even know what to say.

His whole body was trembling!

"Saintly lord... saintly lord, is this sword truly mine?"

The Sword Marquis was still uncertain, to give such a sword to him was beyond imagination.

Everyone’s breath was also held, filled with nothing but envy toward the Sword Marquis!

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