Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 1762 - 1758: Luo Xiaoyao’s Furious Rage! (Fifth Update!)

Chapter 1762: Chapter 1758: Luo Xiaoyao’s Furious Rage! (Fifth Update!)

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One night passed without a word.

Lin Xiaoxi woke up early. When she saw Ren Feifan beside her with his eyes still closed, she didn’t know why, but her heart felt sweet as honey.

She had waited for this day for an entire year.

Her feelings for Ren Feifan were hard to describe.

She treated him like an older brother, yet things seemed far more complicated than that.

She didn’t let her thoughts wander further. Glancing around, she quietly leaned in to kiss Ren Feifan’s thin lips, then hurriedly pulled away and left for the laundry room. The clothes she had washed should be dry by now.

After Lin Xiaoxi left, Ren Feifan suddenly opened his eyes. Of course, he knew Lin Xiaoxi had stolen a kiss, but he didn’t plan to call her out on it.

"This girl wouldn’t happen to be falling for me, would she..."

...

Soon, Lin Xiaoxi returned wearing freshly dried clothes and stood before Ren Feifan, her eyes darting around as if she’d done something wrong.

Ren Feifan stretched lazily and said to Lin Xiaoxi, "How did you sleep last night? The time’s about right—let’s go. I’ll take you back to school."

Though Lin Xiaoxi felt reluctant, she knew it was impossible to stay by Ren Feifan’s side forever. She nodded and said, "Alright."

The two walked toward the garage.

...

Meanwhile, at the Hidden Gate, within the Destroy Holy Temple, inside the Elder’s Palace.

This was a grand hall perched atop the summit of the mountain.

The surrounding peaks were cultivation grounds for Destroy Holy Temple disciples, saturated with Spiritual Energy!

Far more powerful than any sect within the Hidden Gate.

The Elder’s Palace was spread across three peaks within the confines of Destroy Holy Temple.

Each peak housed seventy-two elders, with an extremely strict hierarchy.

The total number of 216 elders formed Destroy Holy Temple’s most formidable force.

At this moment, within the first peak, inside the forty-seventh cave dwelling.

The entrance to the cave was tightly shut, with three bold characters inscribed at the top: Luo Xiaoyao!

The strokes exuded might, rendering it difficult for anyone to look directly at them.

Within the cave dwelling, an old man sat cross-legged, his aura terrifying, three mystical treasures revolving around him.

These treasures consisted of a golden sword, a jade plate, and a token!

If Ren Feifan were present, he would immediately recognize the token as a Holy Token!

This token housed a hidden powerhouse!

A peerless expert!

Minutes later, the old man opened his eyes. The jade plate, golden sword, and Holy Token still floated around him.

Strands of Spiritual Energy seeped into his body.

"Enter!"

His aged voice resounded. Suddenly, the cave door opened as if of its own accord, and a trembling middle-aged man stepped inside.

"Ancestor Luo, I’m Luo Wuqing, who visited you the day before yesterday..."

Luo Xiaoyao didn’t even glance at the man and walked toward a stone table to brew tea, his movements serene and unhurried.

"Yes, I know you’re Luo Wuqing. Also! Don’t call me ’Ancestor Luo’ anymore! You’re merely from a branch of the Luo family. Though we share some blood ties, I refuse to acknowledge insects like you as my descendants!"

Luo Wuqing’s face stiffened, and he quickly knelt, repeatedly bowing as he said, "Yes... Yes, my lord. We won’t dare do so ever again... By the way, my lord, may I ask why you summoned me?"

Luo Xiaoyao clasped his hands behind his back, his long robe billowing as an eerie white mist surrounded him, his aura devastatingly oppressive.

Just his silhouette made Luo Wuqing tremble with fear.

Despite Luo Wuqing’s being at a high realm in cultivation, he felt as insignificant as dust before Luo Xiaoyao.

As his shock intensified, Luo Xiaoyao turned around. His icy eyes seemed to pierce through Luo Wuqing’s body, causing his Blood Gas to surge chaotically and almost making him spit out blood.

"What happened to the forbidden medicine brewing you spoke of? My grandson doesn’t have much time!"

Luo Wuqing let out a breath of relief and quickly replied, "Lord Luo, according to the latest news, my brother Luo Wuwei and Dan Alliance’s Pan Jueyun have procured the necessary ingredients for the elixir. They should begin refining it soon, and when it’s ready, I’ll personally travel to the mortal realm to retrieve the elixir for you."

Luo Xiaoyao nodded slightly and added, "This elixir is of utmost importance. I will send one of my disciples to accompany you and retrieve it."

Luo Wuqing froze for a moment, immediately understanding that Luo Xiaoyao didn’t trust him and had dispatched someone as a watchdog.

Though unhappy, he dared not voice his displeasure.

"Since Lord Luo is so considerate, that would be best..."

Before he could finish speaking, a rune hanging from Luo Wuqing’s waist unexpectedly exuded a trace of blood.

Simultaneously, Luo Wuqing felt a backlash ravaging his body and spat out a mouthful of blood.

His complexion turned deathly pale, aging him by decades, and he collapsed unconscious.

Luo Xiaoyao’s eyes narrowed. Though he might have chosen to let fate take its course by ignoring him!

This man was crucial to the Forbidden Elixir.

Thus, Luo Xiaoyao condensed a stream of True Qi in his palm and struck Luo Wuqing’s body.

The unconscious man abruptly twitched before slowly coming back to his senses, suddenly opening his eyes.

When Luo Wuqing saw Luo Xiaoyao, his face grew even paler.

Luo Xiaoyao demanded coldly, "What’s going on? Why were you suddenly hit by a backlash, and why is your Spirit Talisman bleeding?"

"It’s... It’s nothing..." Luo Wuqing stammered, trembling lips betraying him.

If he revealed what had just occurred, Luo Xiaoyao would never forgive him!

Luo Xiaoyao snorted coldly, his centuries of experience as a seasoned monster-like existence rendering him impossible to deceive.

He stood up, his oppressive aura shrouding the cave dwelling like an unstoppable force!

Luo Wuqing spat out another mouthful of blood, his face ashen!

"I do not tolerate lies. If you don’t speak now, I guarantee you won’t even know how you’ll die!" Luo Xiaoyao warned.

Knowing there was no escape, Luo Wuqing trembled, his face etched with despair. "Ancestor Luo! Please don’t kill me! I’ll confess! Luo Wuwei is dead! They’re all dead! The elixir is gone as well!"

"What?!"

Luo Xiaoyao’s expression changed drastically!

He had staked everything on that Forbidden Elixir.

If Luo Wuwei and Pan Jueyun met such a fate, how could his deceased grandson be resurrected?!

An overwhelming fury erupted within the cave dwelling, disrupting its magnetic field entirely!

Outside the cave, all vegetation wilted!

Luo Wuqing’s body was flung backward, crashing against the wall, nearly reduced to a lifeless state!

But this wasn’t enough. Luo Xiaoyao clenched his palm, causing Luo Wuqing’s body to hover in the air.

"Speak! What happened? Where is my Forbidden Elixir?!"

The unconscious Luo Wuqing was jolted awake, his body twisted unnaturally by an oppressive force.

"Ancestor Luo, I don’t know... There’s no way they could’ve died in the mortal realm. The strongest mortals are only at the Innate stage!"

Luo Xiaoyao snorted coldly. "Nonsense! Are you suggesting they committed suicide?!"

Luo Wuqing felt his life force being mercilessly siphoned away!

Yet he lacked any ability to resist.

Suddenly, he seemed to recall something and hesitated. "Ancestor Luo..."

"Stop calling me ’Ancestor Luo’! I’ve told you countless times—you garbage are unworthy of being my descendants!"

Luo Wuqing froze momentarily before replying urgently, "Lord Luo, I think there might still be hope."

(PS: More updates tonight! Gradually increasing the