Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 989 - 987: The Legacy Stone Pillar! Eruption! (Four updates!)

Chapter 989: Chapter 987: The Legacy Stone Pillar! Eruption! (Four updates!)

Ren Feifan cultivated until three in the morning, only then did he absorb a part of the initial power of his bloodline.

There was still a part that needed more time to be absorbed.

The power of the bloodline’s beginning was too pure; most people couldn’t withstand it.

Luckily, he possessed a body refiner’s physique, and with the initial extraction of the bloodline by the egg, otherwise, he really didn’t know what would happen.

Ren Feifan stood up, walked over to the windowsill, and through the window looked outside. He silently lit a cigarette and began to think about what to do next.

The Sword Marquis was to ascend the mountain for burial, and there would inevitably be a fierce battle.

With his own strength and the power of the Saint Doctor’s Gate, he naturally couldn’t overcome those old monsters of Huaxia.

Now, the Dragon Maiden had also left.

What to do?

Ren Feifan was not exactly afraid; if he really couldn’t beat them, he’d just have to resort to the power sealed within the Holy Order.

That was the power of a former Saint Doctor’s Gate powerhouse!

With a single strike, it was an existence capable of destroying heaven and earth!

Let alone the True Path Realm, it wasn’t even worth mentioning in the face of the Wanxiang Realm.

But it was precisely because of the strength of this one strike, that using it on the True Path Realm would be somewhat wasteful.

Suddenly, Ren Feifan thought of the Sword Spirit of the Ancient Dust Sword; the reason why the old monsters fled in panic that day was entirely because of the terrifying presence in the sky.

This terrifying presence, if not surprisingly, should come from the Sword Spirit of the Ancient Dust Sword.

The other party had broken the rules and lent him a hand once!

At least there was some loyalty.

Things had come to this point, and Ren Feifan hadn’t thanked the other party yet, and he also wanted to see if the other party was willing to take action once more.

Hence, his eyes closed, and he instantly appeared in that mysterious space.

At this moment, a man was leisurely rocking a palm-leaf fan while lying on a rocking chair, even munching grapes he had obtained from who knows where.

It was truly comfortable.

Ren Feifan saw the Sword Spirit’s current state and the corner of his mouth twitched a few times. It looked like he was settling down for retirement with him, and then he said, "Old Brother Sword Spirit, thanks for that day!"

The Sword Spirit turned his head and gave Ren Feifan a sidelong glance, casually saying, "What are you thanking me for?"

"For the day you repelled the True Path Realm, you’ve forgotten already?"

"It wasn’t me."

The Sword Spirit spoke nonchalantly as he chose to deny it to death.

Ren Feifan was helpless and then, remembering the true purpose of his visit, said with a grin, "Tomorrow, I need to bury the Sword Marquis, but those from the True Path Realm might come to interfere. Don’t you want to make a statement?"

The Sword Spirit snorted coldly, "No statement. You handle it yourself. What does your life or death have to do with me? If you die, I can just find another master. Waiting a few thousand years, I can still do it."

The attitude was very resolute.

Ren Feifan had anticipated this outcome, and after several more attempts, the Sword Spirit seemed unwilling to budge, maintaining his usual principle of helping only once every twenty days. If Ren Feifan wanted his help, he should come back after ten days.

Ren Feifan immediately felt a headache. He wanted to rely on himself too, but it wasn’t possible for him to leap from the early stage of the Innate to the True Path Realm in just one day.

That’s not how cultivation works.

It seemed he could only look for another way out.

Just as Ren Feifan was about to turn around and leave, the Sword Spirit seemed to have thought of something. His pupils suddenly narrowed, and he sat up, "Stop right there!"

Ren Feifan halted his steps, curiously turned around, and asked, "What is it?"

"How has your bloodline changed? Previously, I saw that part of your bloodline came from the Divine Dragon, but now the purity of your Divine Dragon Bloodline has actually increased so much. What’s going on?"

The Sword Spirit’s eyes were somewhat shocked at the moment. He knew bloodlines were usually innate, but this kid’s bloodline seemed more like it was growing.

Can bloodlines grow?

What the hell?

And the person in question even has a rare bloodline.

Seeing the other party bring this up, Ren Feifan’s lips curled into a smile, "Help me out tomorrow, and I’ll give you the answer."

The Sword Spirit nearly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood in frustration at these words, but then, with a calculated thought, said leisurely, "I am not averse to helping you, but you must agree to one condition. I need to borrow your body for a day, for I wish to meet an old friend."

Ren Feifan frowned for a moment, about to respond, when he felt something was amiss in the mysterious space.

"Boom!" The entire mysterious space began to shake violently, billows of dust rising all around.

Even the usually composed Sword Spirit was startled!

Then, an overwhelming pressure invaded the space, and the Sword Spirit’s complexion changed completely!

It had been in this mysterious space for some time but had never detected the presence of such a powerhouse. Who could this be?

A voice as ancient as the tolling of an old bell echoed through the space:

"Presumptuous! The body of a disciple of the Saint Doctor’s Gate is supremely noble, not something that a mere Sword Spirit such as yourself can borrow!"

Hearing this statement, the Sword Spirit trembled slightly, its surprise evident as it looked at Ren Feifan.

It had never expected that this man would be from the Saint Doctor’s Gate!

Had not the Saint Doctor’s Gate been extinct?

How had it appeared again?

And how could there be a will of a Saint Doctor’s Gate powerhouse in this mysterious space?

A single will was already this terrifying!

It had thought it had seen through the young man before it, but now it realized that its understanding was merely the tip of the iceberg!

Ren Feifan himself was also deeply shocked.

Voices were once again heard in the mysterious space, and importantly, there was a direct threat to the Sword Spirit.

From the tone of voice, it seemed strongly opposed to the Sword Spirit’s control of his body.

Considering the matter carefully, Ren Feifan felt that the voice was right!

If he were to let the Sword Spirit control his body for a day, who knows what might happen!

What if the Sword Spirit attempted to possess him?

Although he had come to understand the Sword Spirit a little over time and was fairly certain that it would not do so, who can be sure? The Sword Spirit, having lived for thousands of years, was absolutely crafty.

To deceive someone was nothing difficult for it.

Letting it control his body for a day was a completely different concept from the last time he had borrowed its strength.

With the latter, he still had consciousness, but with the former, he would not, and if things went awry, he could end up being possessed!

"Exalted one, you have misunderstood my intention. I, a mere Sword Spirit, do not have a physical body. Even possession is impossible for me. I simply wish to fulfill a longing of mine," the Sword Spirit said, its voice trembling.

"I do not wish to repeat myself. The bodies of the disciples of my Saint Sect shall never be used as a tool for fulfilling your desires! Considering you have aided my disciple several times, I will spare your life today. But if you harbor ill intentions again, I will extinguish you with a flick of my finger, annihilating your soul," the voice declared.

Hearing such brash words, Ren Feifan’s blood boiled with excitement.

This consciousness was too impressive. The Sword Spirit’s aura was probably above the Wanxiang Realm.

Yet this consciousness claimed it could completely destroy a Sword Spirit of the Wanxiang Realm with a flick of a finger!

If the consciousness was this formidable, wouldn’t the true body be even more extraordinary?

Could the true body be above the Wanxiang Realm, in the Transcendence Realm, the Life Loss Realm, or perhaps an even more terrifying entity?

Ren Feifan finally realized why the Saint Doctor’s Gate was considered the greatest sect of all time: such strength could easily crush countless sects in an instant!

It was said that a single disciple of the Saint Doctor’s Gate could annihilate an entire sect, and now it seemed, indeed, to be true!