Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 992 - 990: The Whereabouts of Two Spiritual Artifacts!

Chapter 992: Chapter 990: The Whereabouts of Two Spiritual Artifacts!

"I once encountered the residual thoughts of a senior brother on an island," Ren Feifan reminisced. "He was the one who told me that the remaining disciples of Saint Doctor’s Gate were all in a place called Qinglongtan. He advised me not to seek them out, explaining that their purpose was to preserve the legacy of Saint Doctor’s Gate. Even if I were to implore their aid, they would not be willing to come out unless someone re-established Saint Doctor’s Gate and strengthened it. Only then might they appear."

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"Master, my senior brother mentioned one more thing," Ren Feifan continued urgently. "He instructed me to eradicate someone at all costs—the prime culprit behind the downfall of Saint Doctor’s Gate! He betrayed you, Master, and the entire Saint Doctor’s Gate! He betrayed the faith of Saint Doctor’s Gate, his name is Luo Xiaoyao! My senior brother insisted that I must execute this person!"

Upon hearing the name Luo Xiaoyao, the expression in the master’s eyes grew complex and filled with self-reproach. After a long while, he nodded and said, "Your senior brother is right. Without Luo Xiaoyao, Saint Doctor’s Gate would not have crumbled so quickly."

Luo Xiaoyao!

It was that man again!

Ren Feifan clenched his fists, a fiery blaze igniting in his heart, but he soon relaxed his grip. He guessed that Luo Xiaoyao must have been very strong to destroy Saint Doctor’s Gate back then, and even more so now.

As someone in the Innate Realm, challenging his authority was simply impossible. Nevertheless, Ren Feifan vowed to his master:

"Master, your disciple will certainly eradicate Luo Xiaoyao completely!"

A determined stance was necessary, otherwise, what was the difference between him and a salted fish?

Seeing such resolve on his disciple’s face, a hint of satisfaction appeared on the Sect Leader of the Saint Doctor’s Gate. But worry overshadowed his relief:

"Disciple, I appreciate your good intentions, but it’s unnecessary. It is highly unlikely that you can kill Luo Xiaoyao, for his influence in the Hidden Gate is unmatched now.

Even if you were to reach the Wanxiang Realm or any other realm, you would be no match for him. The priority for now is to concentrate on your cultivation. Only by increasing your own strength can you truly be on the path to greatness. Moreover, another of your senior brothers has already gone after Luo Xiaoyao’s life. Although I am unsure of the outcome, there have been no messages for many years, so it’s likely he has met with misfortune. You must not go either."

Although Ren Feifan was unwilling to accept this, he knew his master’s words were sensible.

He was too weak to be an enemy of Luo Xiaoyao!

But that was the present. What about the future? Who could determine what lies ahead for him, Ren Feifan?

The Mysterious Space, the three legacies, the strange Blood Moon, the Dragon God Bloodline!

These four attributes foretold that his achievements would not be negligible.

He was destined to be fearless and invincible.

By then, Luo Xiaoyao would mean nothing.

A powerful conviction erupted from Ren Feifan! Surrounding him was a sweeping imperial aura.

Purple Energy and Evil Qi swirled around him!

The Sect Leader of Saint Doctor’s Gate saw Ren Feifan’s rising momentum and was taken aback, disbelief etched across his face.

Soon, the aura dissipated, and a flicker of insight gleamed in Ren Feifan’s eyes as he thought to himself, "Master, if that senior brother indeed fell, then I, Ren Feifan, will take up the task of slaying Luo Xiaoyao!"

The Sect Leader gazed intently at Ren Feifan and declared:

"Very well, disciple! I believe in you. There is one last matter—if you have the chance, you must gather the six Spiritual Artifacts of the sacred gate. Once you have collected them, go to the ruins of the former sacred gate, where a Formation remains partially intact. You need only place the six Spiritual Artifacts at the six Formation focal points, and you will see me again."

After these words were spoken, Ren Feifan noticed his master’s apparition fading, likely to vanish into the Mysterious Space before long.

Suddenly, Ren Feifan remembered something that had always troubled him and asked hurriedly, "Master, what are the other two legacies within the Mysterious Space, and do they relate to Saint Doctor’s Gate?"

This was the question he cared about the most—the movement had already been observed in the second inheritance, and it was estimated that it wouldn’t take long to unravel.

However, the leader of the Saint Doctor’s Gate shook his head:

"I also don’t know about the other two inheritances, but I can tell you clearly that they have nothing to do with the Saint Doctor’s Gate. This mysterious space itself is an artifact verging on the tenth level, even I am restricted by the rules here. I’ve been in this space for thousands of years, and I have some speculation about the second inheritance’s Stone Pillar.

"The second inheritance is very likely to come from a fallen genius of the Demon Path, who was bloodthirsty by nature, commanded countless frenzied demons, and possessed overwhelming power. However, you must never open this inheritance unless absolutely necessary! Once opened, your temperament will inevitably be affected, or even controlled by that powerful figure from the Demon Sect! Remember, remember!"

Ren Feifan’s mind churned with shockwaves. He had never imagined that the second inheritance could be so formidable.

A Demon Sect’s genius!

His own Blood Moon state seemed to have some connection to the second inheritance, and he had nearly activated it at the outset.

It seemed that now he needed to be extra cautious regarding the second inheritance.

"Disciple, my time is running short. If you wish to see me again, gather the six spiritual artifacts of the Saint Gate."

"Master, where are the remaining two artifacts?"

Ren Feifan felt that the task didn’t seem too difficult, as he was only missing two artifacts to complete the collection, and judging by the progress, it should be soon.

"Disciple, I can only tell you that one artifact is guarded by someone at the Hidden Sword Villa in the secular world, where you might also meet your senior sister! As for the last artifact, it lies within the Hidden Gate. I am not clear about its specific location—it’s dependent on your own fortune. My consciousness is about to dissipate, disciple. The fate of the Saint Doctor’s Gate is in your hands, you must..."

"Master, where is Hidden Sword Villa..."

Just as Ren Feifan wanted to ask this question, his master’s apparition had already vanished.

Ren Feifan stretched out his hand, wanting to grasp hold, but he couldn’t catch anything.

At that moment, only Ren Feifan remained in the mysterious space.

Although his master provided him with some trump cards and ways out, he couldn’t help feeling a sense of emptiness inside.

Suddenly, a dark shadow appeared, and Ren Feifan’s eyes narrowed, realizing it was actually Ming.

Ming was a puppet of Ren Feifan’s, so naturally, Ren Feifan didn’t have to worry about any secrets being revealed.

"How did you get out?"

Ren Feifan was surprised to discover that Ming had silently made a breakthrough to the Innate Realm, steadily stabilizing in the mid-Innate stage, even vaguely advancing towards the late-Innate stage!

Damn, this guy must have digested some essence blood, his breakthrough pace is really fast!

It’s really disheartening to compare oneself to others.

"Master, I may know some things about Hidden Sword Villa. When Miss Su sent me to the Island of Ten Thousand Beasts, she and her mother mentioned Hidden Sword Villa. It seems to be in the western part of Huaxia, though I didn’t hear the specifics."

Ren Feifan had intended to directly ask Su Mohan, but then realized she had already left for the Hidden Gate.

He wouldn’t be able to find her now.

But now that he knew the general location, it was in the west of Huaxia.

Later on, he would inquire in the west and should be able to gather some information.