Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City-Chapter 1227 - 1225: Devouring the Black Sword’s Artifact Spirit!

"Ah——"

"Ah——"

"Ah——"

Ling Wudeng spread his arms wide, veins bulging, eyes nearly popping out, howling at the sky.

The miserable, piercing sound echoed through the skies, shaking the vast earth.

Yet Lin Fan remained cold and unfeeling.

"Lin Fan!"

"Lin Fan!"

Ling Wudeng suddenly glared fiercely at Lin Fan, shouting twice, his deep and hoarse voice sounding as if it came from Hell.

"I will never forgive you! I must kill you! How dare you humiliate me like this! I can't bear it! I can't bear it!"

He opened his bloody mouth wide, roaring furiously like a fiend.

Because.

All he could do now was roar.

He wanted to stand up, but his legs had long since been shattered, rendered useless and unable to move.

So now he could only roar helplessly, venting his anger and dissatisfaction at Lin Fan.

That's all.

"Pitiful, pathetic, lamentable."

Lin Fan said softly, holding the Xuanyuan Sword, walking slowly to Ling Wudeng.

High above, like a god descending.

Ling Wudeng knelt in a pool of blood, helplessly looking up at Lin Fan.

"Even in this state, you still want to kill me, sigh… As Dongmen Buju's dog, you have been loyal and diligent. But to me, you are just a dog in the way. Since you blocked my path, there's only one outcome, which is your current state."

Lin Fan said leisurely.

Ling Wudeng, furious and exasperated, breathed heavily, still trying to reach the Black Sword, still wanting to fight Lin Fan to the death.

But that one-millimeter gap plunged him into endless despair.

Moreover.

Even more desperate was.

Just as he felt he was about to touch the Black Sword, Lin Fan stepped on the sword, moving it farther away.

Ling Wudeng stared wide-eyed.

Despair.

As if trapped in eternal night, with no sunlight.

"Lin Fan!"

He roared, about to shout.

However, Lin Fan did not give him the chance to speak.

"In this state, you still want to kill me? Haha, you are really amusing, do you really think that kneeling on the ground can kill me? You are way too overconfident."

Ling Wudeng's body trembled violently, forced to face the ruthless reality.

The reality is.

He was already a cripple who couldn't move, and had no chance against Lin Fan.

So.

Even if he got the Black Sword, what would it matter?

There would still be only one outcome.

Death!

After realizing this, Ling Wudeng instantly deflated like a punctured ball, collapsing to the ground with his head hanging, like a dead dog.

For a long while.

He finally raised his head slowly, looking helplessly at Lin Fan.

"What's with this sword? And what's with you? I lost, but I lost without understanding. I can't figure out how you could change so much in fifteen minutes, completely becoming a different person! How did you do it, tell me."

Ling Wudeng's voice carried desperate excitement, as if he had already sensed impending death.

He just wanted to know how he died before he died.

"You're talking about the Xuanyuan Sword?" Lin Fan raised the Xuanyuan Sword, examined it, and smiled.

"Tell me," Ling Wudeng said, his voice trembling, almost pleading.

Lin Fan smiled coldly, staring intently at Ling Wudeng. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

"Do you want to replicate my path?"

"Huh?"

"But I can tell you, even if I spared you, within fifteen minutes you cannot become like me. Moreover, I won't let you leave alive."

"Lin Fan…" Ling Wudeng growled through clenched teeth.

"Alright then, since you're so pitiful, I'll tell you. My Xuanyuan Sword devoured the Fifth Sword Emperor's Cloud Shadow Sword."

"What?!"

Ling Wudeng shouted, stunned and speechless.

"You're saying… the Xuanyuan Sword devoured the Cloud Shadow Sword… meaning there's no more Cloud Shadow Sword in this world… and the Fifth Sword Emperor has no sword."

Ling Wudeng couldn't believe it, the Fifth Sword Emperor sacrificed so much for this kid.

A Sword Emperor without a sword, how can he still be a Sword Emperor!

The Fifth Sword Emperor gave up his lifelong title just to let Lin Fan defeat him, to ascend Changliu Mountain.

No wonder.

No wonder he felt the Xuanyuan Sword was so unfamiliar yet familiar, it secretly carried the shadow of the Cloud Shadow Sword.

The previous strike that severed the dark clouds was due to the combined effect of the Cloud Shadow Sword and the Xuanyuan Sword.

He swallowed heavily, sitting on the ground in a slump.

"Who… who exactly are you? The Fifth Sword Emperor actually… actually would do this… it's equivalent to him giving up his life."

Lin Fan naturally understood what the Cloud Shadow Sword meant to the Fifth Sword Emperor.

But.

In order to ascend the mountain quickly, he had no choice but to choose this.

Moreover.

This was the Fifth Sword Emperor's suggestion, not something he forced.

He had a clear conscience.

"Alright, now that you know what you need to know, you can die peacefully."

Lin Fan said, raising the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand.

"Wait a minute!"

Lin Fan was startled, staring fixedly at Ling Wudeng.

However, it wasn't Ling Wudeng who said this; he had already closed his eyes, waiting for death.

This was said by Emperor Jade.

"What now? Jumping at shadows again."

"I'm kindly reminding you, why do you always scold me, next time I won't come out." Emperor Jade said irritably and rolled his eyes.

Though he said it like that, when the time came, he absolutely wouldn't hesitate.

"What's the matter?"

"Don't be in such a hurry to kill Ling Wudeng."

"Why?"

"Did you forget, the Black Sword!"

"What's with the Black Sword?"

"Oh, Lin Fan, I've noticed your brain isn't working well lately. You just devoured the Cloud Shadow Sword, can't you apply that further?"

Lin Fan paused, looking baffled.

His mind turned, suddenly coming to a realization.

That's right!

He could devour the Black Sword too!

"Indeed, but the Black Sword's owner is Ling Wudeng, you must devour it before killing Ling Wudeng. Otherwise, the Black Sword will disappear with its owner, waiting to be found by the next master. Therefore, you must devour the Black Sword before vanquishing Ling Wudeng."

"Emperor Jade, seems I've misjudged you."

"Tch! Use your brain next time."

Emperor Jade sneered, cutting off the Divine Sense.

Lin Fan was quite helpless, shrugging and pouting.

His gaze shifted from Ling Wudeng to the Black Sword.

He urged Spiritual Power, awakening the Artifact Spirit of the Xuanyuan Sword.

"Master, what's up? Why call me, I was napping so sweetly."

A childish voice emerged, and Ling Wudeng abruptly opened his eyes, bewildered.

Lin Fan laughed, ignoring Ling Wudeng's shock, and spoke to the Artifact Spirit: "Are you hungry? I'll give you something good to eat."

"Hungry, hungry! What good thing, Baby wants to eat, Baby's tummy is hungry!"

The Xuanyuan Sword's Artifact Spirit cheered, sounding extremely happy and excited.

Lin Fan smiled faintly, glanced at the Black Sword beneath his feet.

"Look, it's that."

Ling Wudeng felt a jolt of terror, as if realizing something, and shouted in fear.

"Lin Fan… Lin Fan, what are you doing?!"