Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor
Chapter 1239: Scampering Like a Rat

Chapter 1239: Chapter 1239: Scampering Like a Rat

Swoosh—

The howling had not ceased when a gray shadow approached from afar, arriving in an instant like a bolt of lightning, charging into the ranks of the Lieyang Sect martial artists led by Wu Qitian.

That gray lightning was none other than the Lightning Mink.

Previously, when Fang Yun was unable to find the Lightning Mink in its den, it wasn’t because the mink had quietly fled. Rather, it had ventured into the nearby mountains in search of spiritual medicine and to hunt spirit beasts, to fulfill its cultivation needs.

Although Huaxia Sect had always provided the Lightning Mink with a considerable amount of cultivation resources, these resources were still too scanty for the mink, and the grades of these resources were not high enough to satisfy its cultivation requirements.

With no other choice, the Lightning Mink had to find a way to seek out cultivation resources on its own.

Fortunately, the mountains’ hinterlands were home to a large number of spirit beasts and many naturally grown spiritual medicines of no low grade, which were just right for the mink’s cultivation.

Over the year since the Lightning Mink had arrived in the True Martial Realm, its strength had increased by leaps and bounds. In these mountains, it roamed freely with few adversaries. Each time it went into the mountains, it preyed on spirit beasts and devoured spiritual medicine, feasting to its heart’s content before finding a secluded place to sleep deeply, and then it would return to the Huaxia Sect.

This time, the Lightning Mink came across several stalks of high-grade spiritual medicine that were two thousand years old, by chance. After consuming them, it slept deeply for over half a month. Upon awakening, its attack power had broken through to the level equivalent to the perfection of a human’s Cosmic Level. However, when it returned to the Huaxia Sect with excitement, it found that the sect had suffered an unprecedented attack, presenting a scene of absolute carnage.

Don’t be fooled by the Lightning Mink’s usual lazy demeanor, loving to eat and sleep, and liking to slumber amidst piles of cultivation resources. When its ferocity is aroused, its fierceness and brutality surpass those of most spirit beasts.

Initially, when Fang Bai came to the Secular World, the Lightning Mink was the only spirit beast with him, and besides Fang Bai, it was the Lightning Mink whose strength was the most formidable. Thus, before entering the Teleportation Array, Fang Bai specifically instructed the mink that once they arrived in the True Martial Realm, the two of them—one human and one mink—must jointly protect the martial artists from the Secular World and prevent them from being bullied in the True Martial Realm.

The Lightning Mink was dismissive of other martial artists but it heeded Fang Bai alone, following his instructions obediently.

Later, when anomalous fluctuations occurred in the Teleportation Array and Fang Bai’s whereabouts became unknown, the Lightning Mink silently assumed the role of guardian. However, until the establishment of Huaxia Sect, the martial artists from the Secular World had never encountered a life-or-death crisis, so the Lightning Mink never had a reason to intervene.

In the eyes of many Huaxia Sect disciples who were unaware of the truth, the Lightning Mink was nothing more than a spirit beast that spent its days sleeping and consuming a great deal of cultivation resources without contributing anything.

Only a few people like Fang Yun realized that the Lightning Mink was a spirit beast highly cherished by Fang Bai. They never complained about the mink and knew it always remembered Fang Bai’s instructions, remaining loyal to Huaxia Sect without ever abandoning them.

But now, to see Huaxia Sect’s disciples fall heavily wounded or dead under the onslaught of the Lieyang Sect martial artists—how could the Lightning Mink not be furious?

Enraged, the Lightning Mink unleashed the innate ferocity and malevolence of a spirit beast, along with its formidable attack power.

It first used its howl to deter the disciples of both battling sides, then streaked like lightning into the crowd, waving its sharp claws at the forefront of its body. In a flash, it reaped the lives of dozens of martial artists from the Lieyang Sect.

The sudden emergence of the Lightning Mink in the midst of thousands of fiercely fighting martial artists caused an even greater uproar. Disciples from the Lieyang Sect and the other major sects saw a gray silhouette flashing like lightning around them, accompanied by companions falling into pools of blood. They were horrified, and a fear spread quickly through their hearts.

The attack power of the Lightning Mink was so strong that it could almost sweep away any adversary below the Universe Level. It charged left and right, and with each swipe of its claws, a Lieyang Sect martial artist would fall—none could withstand or dodge its fatal attacks.

The speed of the Lightning Mink was as lightning-fast as its name suggested. Those it attacked usually only saw a blur before losing consciousness, falling victim to its deadly claws.

Despite the shouts and roars of many disciples from the Lieyang Sect and the other major sects waving their spiritual artifacts, trying to mount a joint attack to kill the Lightning Mink, they couldn’t even touch a hair on its body.

In the eyes of many martial artists, the speed of the Lightning Mink had reached beyond what they could imagine. On the path the Lightning Mink darted through, afterimages remained, with one fading only for another to appear; at first glance, it seemed like an irregular gray net had been woven.

Within that net, hundreds of bodies had already fallen, the ground stained red with fresh blood.

Spirit Beasts, unlike human martial artists, may not hold any compassion. A strong and enraged Spirit Beast not only unleashes astonishing assault power but also kills without mercy.

The massacre by the Lightning Mink continued, with disciples from the Lieyang Sect and the other three great sects falling every moment, their confidence crumbling bit by bit.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

...

The bloodthirsty bravery of the Lightning Mink hugely boosted the morale of the Huaxia Sect disciples. One by one, they turned frantic as if injected with adrenaline, waving their Spiritual Artifacts and launching their counterattack towards the Lieyang Sect and the other three great sects’ disciples.

Previously, due to their numerical disadvantage, the Huaxia Sect disciples had been suppressed, forced to watch their comrades fall one after another, filled with sorrow and rage, yet powerless to help, sinking into deep despair.

But now, they saw a glimmer of hope for victory. Each of them erupted with unprecedented combat power, taking on multiple opponents and gradually gaining the upper hand against the disheartened disciples from the Lieyang Sect and the other three great sects.

"Little Mink, capture the ringleaders first! Kill their four strongest Sect Masters!"

Fang Yun, surrounded by her Fire Primordial Qi, slapped away a Lieyang Sect disciple and crisply instructed the Lightning Mink.

The stronger the Lightning Mink became, the more spirited it got; it had already understood human speech. The moment Fang Yun finished her command, it twisted its body and charged towards Wu Qitian.

Knowing the situation was dire with the Lightning Mink’s dominant arrival and the frenzied massacre of his own side’s martial artists, Wu Qitian had been prepared to flee at any moment. Upon hearing Fang Yun’s shout, he cursed in his heart, daring not to delay any longer, and immediately turned to escape, no longer concerned about his comrades’ lives.

The other three Sect Masters were all cunning foxes, aware that they could not contend with the Lightning Mink. Once Wu Qitian fled, they also escaped in succession.

"The Sect Master has run away!"

"Then what the hell are we still fighting for?!"

"We’re defeated, we’re defeated!"

"Let’s all run for our lives!"

...

Seeing their Sect Masters escaping, the confidence of thousands of disciples from the four great sects instantly collapsed. Who would remain to face death? They abandoned their adversaries, each scurrying away like a rat leaving a sinking ship.