Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor
Chapter 1117: Spider Queen Spirit Core

Chapter 1117: Chapter 1117: Spider Queen Spirit Core

In Han Xingyu’s eyes, a martial artist who could slaughter nearly a thousand Scarlet Poison Spiders either had to have much stronger strength than him or possess a spiritual artifact more powerful than an ordinary one; otherwise, it would have been impossible.

What puzzled Han Xingyu the most was why those Scarlet Poison Spiders, which could easily turn their group of tens of martial artists into a sumptuous feast, suddenly retreated without any warning.

With numerous doubts in mind, Han Xingyu led the nine disciples of the Xuannv Sect while holding their breath, braving the pungent stench of poison, and following the corpses of the Scarlet Poison Spiders scattered everywhere, continued to chase forward, wanting to investigate the situation.

After chasing for nearly a thousand meters, vague sounds of trees in a forest ahead breaking and stones shattering could be heard. Clearly, there was a powerful martial artist or an extremely ferocious spirit beast engaged in a fierce confrontation.

"You all wait here; I’ll go and take a look!"

Han Xingyu turned back and instructed Zhuge Lian and the other Xuannv Sect disciples before he leaped forward toward the forest.

Being a mid-rank Vast Level expert, Han Xingyu had a certain ability to protect himself, even in the face of such a large swarm of spiders. As for Zhuge Lian and the other Desolate Level martial artists, they would have faced certain death if they encountered the spiders. Han Xingyu’s decision for them to wait was also for their safety.

"Ha ha, die, you poisonous spider!"

Just as Han Xingyu approached the edge of the forest, he heard a thunderous shout, followed by a whirlwind of True Yuan in the woodland, twigs flying in the air, and a blinding, dazzling blood-colored blade light soaring into the sky.

Immediately, the blood-colored blade light slashed from the sky towards the ground, seeming to hit something with a "puff" sound, followed by a wave of nauseating, acrid poison filling the entire forest.

Han Xingyu raised his eyebrows, held his breath, sped up his movement, and dashed into the forest, leaping onto a large tree several meters high, and looked towards an empty space ahead.

Through branches and leaves, the robust middle-aged man who had saved dozens of martial artists just moments earlier was now tightly holding a heavy blood-colored broadsword, looking at a Scarlet Poison Spider in front of him that he had slashed in two, his lips curling into a slight smile of pleasure.

That Scarlet Poison Spider, large in size with extremely long appendages, was indeed the leader of the swarm—the Spider Queen.

The Spider Queen, the most venomous and powerful Poisonous Spider in the swarm, had been split in two by Fang Bai. The splattering blood, filled with intense toxicity, corroded all vegetation within several meters into dust, even eroding the solid stones unevenly.

There were originally hundreds of Scarlet Poison Spiders in the forest, but once the Spider Queen died, the leaderless spiders scattered in all directions like headless flies, disappearing in an instant.

"That Spider Queen, almost seven or eight hundred years in beast age, with attack and defense capabilities so strong that even I would struggle to contend with it. To think that martial artist could slay it with one stroke is simply unbelievable!"

Watching the slain Spider Queen, Han Xingyu couldn’t help but gasp in amazement and felt great admiration for the robust man.

However, that martial artist’s cultivation was only at Desolate Level Perfection. Han Xingyu believed that his ability to kill the Spider Queen was entirely due to the might of the spiritual artifact in his hand.

Han Xingyu carefully observed the blood-colored broadsword in the hands of the robust man, unable to discern what rank of spiritual artifact it was. Moreover, the longer he looked, the more terrifying visions of Corpse Mountain Blood Sea Killing surfaced in his eyes, nearly leading him to fall into demonic possession.

"What rank could a spiritual artifact that induces illusions be?"

Han Xingyu was horrified, hastily turning his gaze away, not daring to continue to look whilst developing a deep interest in the Spiritual Artifact used by the middle-aged man.

The ability of the artifact to enhance the strength of a Desolate Level Perfection martial artist to surpass that of a middle-tier Vast Level expert was indeed a rare treasure. Not just Han Xingyu, a Vast Level expert himself, but even Cosmic Level experts would be tempted and covetous upon seeing it.

If a martial artist with malicious and evil intentions were to see it, they might plan and use all methods possible to snatch this middle-aged man’s Spiritual Artifact for themselves.

However, Han Xingyu did not harbor such thoughts.

Firstly, Han Xingyu, who prided himself as someone from a major sect like the Xuannv Sect, would not stoop to despicable methods; secondly, with Han Xingyu’s strength, there was no certainty of defeating the middle-aged man who wielded such a powerful Spiritual Artifact; and thirdly, since the middle-aged man had repeatedly saved the lives of Xuannv Sect disciples, if Han Xingyu were to attempt to steal his Spiritual Artifact, it would be equivalent to ingratitude and would be despised by martial artists of the True Martial Realm.

The middle-aged man, after slaying the Spider Queen of the Scarlet Poison Spiders, swung the blood-red long blade again, chopping the corpse as big as a millstone into pieces and gently prodded out a fist-sized Spirit Core, as dark as ink jade, from within a pool of blood.

"That’s almost a High Rank Spirit Beast’s Spirit Core!"

Han Xingyu, watching from a distance as Fang Bai played with the Spirit Core in his hand, felt the surging essence energy emanating from within the core and was extremely excited.

The Spirit Core contained Heaven and Earth Origin Energy absorbed by the Spirit Beast since its youth; the older the beast, the more essence energy it contained.

For martial artists, the Spirit Core could not only aid directly in cultivation but also be added during the crafting of Spiritual Artifacts to make them more robust and powerful.

A Spirit Beast aged seven to eight hundred years would contain seven to eight hundred years of Heaven and Earth Origin Energy, equivalent to a million low-quality essence stones or a hundred thousand medium-quality essence stones, which illustrates the immense allure it held for martial artists.

Han Xingyu was certain that if such a Spirit Core were to appear in the Martial Artists Trading Market, it would undoubtedly drive countless martial artists wild.

Even in the Xuannv Sect where Han Xingyu belonged, their Elixir Hall stored a massive amount of cultivation resources, including many Spirit Cores, but the oldest were only five or six hundred years; none were like this one, aged seven or eight hundred years.

The middle-aged man fiddled with the Spirit Core a few times, then a slight glimmer of light appeared in his left hand, and both the blood-red long blade and the Spider Queen’s Spirit Core vanished without a trace.

Han Xingyu was stunned, then he guessed that the middle-aged man must be wearing a Spatial Ring.

The middle-aged man was naturally Fang Bai.

He had been pursuing the Scarlet Poison Spider, killing nearly a thousand Poisonous Spiders along the way, with the sole aim of obtaining the Spirit Core in the Spider Queen, and now that he had successfully obtained it, Fang Bai was naturally happy.

Fang Bai had long noticed Han Xingyu spying from the side, but he did not pay it much attention. After killing the Spider Queen, he collected the Blood-Drinking Mad Blade and the Spider Queen’s Spirit Core, acted as if he hadn’t noticed Han Xingyu, and swept out of the forest to return the way he came to look for Hu Ren, Miao Feng, and Hu Yi.

After Fang Bai had left, Han Xingyu soon followed him.

As Fang Bai swept along, he quickly saw Zhuge Lian and other Xuannv Sect disciples waiting along the way. Passing by them, he smiled and waved his hand.

Zhuge Lian and the other Xuannv Sect disciples, grateful for the middle-aged man’s two lifesaving deeds, bowed deeply to show their respect.