Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 945 - 943: We Pay Homage to the Holy Venerable! (Five updates!)

Chapter 945: Chapter 943: We Pay Homage to the Holy Venerable! (Five updates!)

The Ancient Dust Sword instantly blocked in front of Ren Feifan, and in a flash, an aura from the ancient past assaulted his senses!

In the presence of this aura, it seemed like everything had to submit!

Just as that terrifying drop of ink was about to fall, a hysterical voice from the depths of the soul came, "Audacious! A defective fifth-grade lower-tier trash sword, yet you dare to show off before this seat, get lost and go back!"

The oppressive might of the Ancient Dust Sword exploded once again! The last bit of strength from the Mo Yun stick, as if seeing something horrifying, was directly blasted away!

"Pfft!"

That drop of ink instantly pierced through the Guardian’s brow!

The Guardian’s eyes were wide with disbelief; he never imagined that in the end, his ace in the hole would not only fail to kill Ren Feifan but actually ended up killing himself!

Ren Feifan steadied himself, looking at the hovering Ancient Dust Sword in front of him, its fighting spirit radiating, and he felt his blood boiling!

To make others retreat without a fight!

This was the true strength!

At this moment, Ren Feifan truly felt the power of this sword!

Meanwhile, without the Ancient Dust Sword, he discovered an unprecedented lightness in his body, and his strength continued to surge!

He finally understood the intent of the Sword Spirit of the Ancient Dust Sword in having him carry this sword.

If this continued, constantly applying pressure on himself and releasing it, his strength, speed, and realm—everything would experience a terrifying enhancement!

This was a trial, as well as a process for him to grow stronger!

At this moment, the Ancient Dust Sword, as if it had accomplished something trivial, appeared once more behind Ren Feifan’s back.

A terrifying weight assaulted him once again!

Ren Feifan stood erect, smiled knowingly, then reached out and touched the Ancient Dust Sword’s hilt, lightly caressing it a few times, and gently said, "Thanks!"

But the response he received was a cold, indifferent voice:

"This seat simply does not want the blood of someone like you to soil my sword!"

Ren Feifan chuckled and said no more, after all, he knew all too well the temper and sharp tongue of the Ancient Dust Sword’s Sword Spirit, arrogantly unapproachable.

Well, it saved his life, so he wouldn’t verbalize his gratitude, and as for anything else, he’d let it say what it wanted.

Ren Feifan’s gaze swept over the body of that Guardian, then his eyes narrowed as he turned to the remaining three Guardians.

At this juncture, they were like arrows at the end of their flight!

Ming, in particular, was eying them voraciously.

Yet, Ming was not the most terrifying thing to them.

The terrifying thing was Ren Feifan, who was not far away, and the origins of the sword on his back!

Ren Feifan took steps toward them, and each step seemed to tread upon their hearts, causing them to tremble uncontrollably.

"Ming, take down these three together!"

Ren Feifan’s icy voice rang out!

"Yes, Master!"

Just as Ming was about to act, that old lady with the dragon-head cane actually knelt down and pleaded:

"Great one, I am willing to submit to you! I only ask you to spare my life!"

To everyone’s surprise, even a Huaxia Guardian would make such a decision.

At life’s final juncture, when faced with the choice between pride and survival, they were all very clear!

The image of that Guardian’s death seemed to still linger before them; even the strongest techniques of his comrade were directly suppressed by the sword behind Ren Feifan!

What kind of power was this!

Ren Feifan looked at the old lady kneeling before him, his eyes slightly narrowed.

Although this person had just tried to kill him, there was no direct grudge between them. Moreover, this person was very strong; killing him would be a pity. Additionally, given the other’s connections and cultivation level, he would undoubtedly be of great use within the Holy Gate!

Should he choose the fleeting pleasure of revenge, or the development of the Holy Gate?

Ren Feifan hesitated for a few seconds, then resolutely chose the latter!

It wouldn’t be long before the Hidden Gate’s Ye family would arrive, and by then, he would need the aid of some powerful allies.

Ren Feifan looked down at the old woman beneath him and directly asked, "Do you truly wish to follow me?"

"I am willing!"

The old woman was of course, more than willing!

Not to mention that her life was currently under threat, the real reason that solidified her decision was what Ren Feifan represented!

A twenty-year-old man holding such power!

What about the future?

The old woman was certain that Ren Feifan’s battlefield was definitely not the mundane world of Huaxia!

Perhaps he would represent the strongest force of Huaxia’s secular world and challenge those true geniuses of the Hidden Gate!

The geniuses who were noble and thought themselves invincible!

Even though all secular cultivators yearned to enter the Hidden Gate, seeing it as their new world...

Only those who had been there knew the true bitterness.

The cultivators born and raised within the Hidden Gate held the greatest contempt for secular cultivators!

In their eyes, even if the secular cultivators were strong, they were still as lowly as ants!

Even some cultivators of the Hidden Gate referred to secular cultivators as mongrels.

Countless secular cultivators suffered unfair treatment there because they were outsiders, and outsiders received no respect!

But they dared not speak out!

Such was the state of secular cultivators within the Hidden Gate!

As a Huaxia Guardian, the old woman actually hoped Ren Feifan would break this situation. Siding with him now, before he truly grew into his power, might become the most correct choice in the future!

"What is your name?" Ren Feifan looked at the old woman and asked.

"Reporting to the Holy Lord! Secular cultivators all call me Old Lady Feng! The Holy Lord can call me Feng Ling!"

Ren Feifan was slightly surprised to hear the old woman immediately address him as the Holy Lord. However, after a moment’s thought, it wasn’t strange that the other party knew of his identity and the Holy Gate; probably many cultivators in Huaxia were aware of it.

Ren Feifan took out a bottle of Elixir from the mysterious space and poured out three pills from the Dan Medicine Bottle, handing them to Old Lady Feng.

"If the three of you want to live and follow me, then take this Elixir. Otherwise, there’s no need to take it!"

Afterward, Ren Feifan turned his back, waiting for the decision of these three Huaxia Guardians!

Old Lady Feng was the first to swallow the Elixir without even hesitating to consider whether it was poison!

The fragrance of the medicine emanated, and she felt as though something had been implanted into her body, but she didn’t think too much about it.

She had just tried to kill him, so it was natural for him not to fully trust her. Employing such a controlling Elixir was the wisest move.

Then, she turned to the other two:

"Whether you two decide to take it or not, let me make it clear: this is not only a means for us to survive, but also our opportunity. You’ve been stuck at this realm for too long. If you want to advance further, do as I have."

The remaining two Huaxia Guardians hesitated for a few seconds, then with a resolute look, they stared intently at the proud figure with his back to the heavens and earth, and of course, at the sword wrapped behind him.

After a long while, the two raised their heads and directly swallowed the Elixir.

"Thump!"

The two suddenly knelt on one knee and said respectfully, "We pay homage to the Holy Lord!"

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