Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City-Chapter 1270 - 1268: The Three-Day Appointment—Not Worth Attending!

Returning to his tent, Lin Fan lay back on his bed, his hands beneath his head, staring blankly into space.

White-robed youth, three-day promise.

Lin Fan let out a long sigh and slowly closed his eyes.

The images in his mind suddenly surged forth fiercely.

Flames shot skyward, the inferno blazed.

The air was filled with a burnt smell, mixed with a faint scent of blood, making one nauseous.

The mountains and fields were covered with Xuan Clan soldiers' blackened corpses, a murky mess indistinguishable between hands, arms, and feet...

"Help..."

"Save me..."

"Is anyone there..."

"Someone, please..."

The weak cries for help came intermittently, but all those voices came from those blackened, charcoal-like objects.

Only a pair of large eyes stared straight at Lin Fan.

"Why didn't you save me? Why?"

"Aren't you Lin Fan, the one who can defy realms? How did you lose?"

"We died so tragically..."

Lin Fan felt the world spinning, the sky and earth seemingly half inverted, his body heavily falling downwards.

Huff!

He exhaled heavily and suddenly opened his eyes.

It was only a dream.

He lay on the bed, having unknowingly fallen asleep, unaware of how long he had slept.

Though a dream, it was what truly happened before his eyes this morning.

The white-robed youth was too strong.

Far too strong.

Even Lin Fan couldn't help but marvel.

He himself needed an entire afternoon to slay Heavenly Clan soldiers, and only numbered in the tens of thousands.

But the white-robed youth, in just a moment, turned tens of thousands to ashes.

Not even bones were left.

Lin Fan felt a chill, his body trembled slightly.

He knew, of course, that he and the opponent were not of the same class, even if his specialty was defying realms.

But the disparity was so vast, no matter how he challenged beyond his level, it couldn't bridge the gap between them.

Lin Fan sat up, leaned against the headboard, gazing at the cold moonlight outside the window, and sighed.

If he still went to the appointment like this after three days.

He would end up like the soldiers who died tragically this morning, burned to death, Divine Sense obliterated.

What should he do?

Suddenly.

Emperor Jade appeared in his mind, calling out.

"Little Fan."

This time, Lin Fan didn't show surprise or shock, nor did he jump up in fright.

His face remained unchanged, calm and collected.

Emperor Jade was taken aback, usually when he suddenly appeared, Lin Fan wasn't like this.

He sensed something was off with the other, his tone softened a bit.

"Little Fan, what's wrong?"

Lin Fan looked out the window, coldly: "Emperor Jade, do you think we will die?"

"We?" Emperor Jade wanted to joke around, laughingly teasing. "I won't die, I'm just an Artifact Soul. Though I say we'll share joys and hardships, if you really were to die, I'd sure escape from your body and find the next master first thing. As for you...hard to say..."

Lin Fan was unmoved by the jest, his face still devoid of any expression.

"Will I die?"

He hadn't escaped death before, but even then, a strong belief sustained him.

Back then.

He believed he could survive, no matter what.

He believed he was an unparalleled existence capable of going to the heavens and earth.

But now.

Such confidence was slowly crumbling.

The idea of death truly formed in his mind.

Death.

Meant eternal disappearance.

Emperor Jade sensed Lin Fan's tone was wrong, and his tone suddenly turned serious.

"Little Fan, why do you have such thoughts."

"Three-day promise, you're not unaware. No need to console me, even now I have Instant Escape, Xuanyuan Sword, Dragon Bone...but can all this really bridge the gap between me and the white-robed youth?"

"I'm seeing Little Fan so lacking in confidence for the first time."

"I'm not joking with you." Lin Fan said coldly, his voice as cool as the moonlight spilling in.

Emperor Jade was stunned.

He knew Lin Fan really was a bit panicked, his current demeanor was not a jest.

He furrowed his brow.

"The three-day promise is set, don't you want to go? If not, how would the people of Sumeru Continent see you, have you thought about this?"

"I…" Lin Fan wanted to retort but couldn't find the words, only closing his mouth, sighing. "So I must honor this three-day promise, but under the current circumstances, I truly fear I will die there."

He paused, continuing: "I'm fine, just Ningxiang and the Xuan Clan… if I die, I don't know who will protect Ningxiang…"

Lin Fan said, lowering his head, looking dejected.

It had been a long time since he wore such an expression.

Dejected, utterly lacking in confidence.

Emperor Jade evidently found this somewhat disagreeable, his tone rather severe, he shouted.

"Are you giving up now? Who was it before who vowed to me that they would absolutely be fearless? Is this the Lin Fan I know? Is this my master? Hmph, I see this as a soulless shell, it's not Lin Fan at all! If you want to give up, then go tell Mo Ningxiang clearly that you can't protect her or the Xuan Clan, and can only go your separate ways."

Emperor Jade angrily berated Lin Fan.

"Instant Escape, Dragon Bone, Xuanyuan Sword... these are all external things to strengthen you, what truly arms you, is only a strong, unyielding, tenacious soul! If your soul fails, then you as a whole fails."

"The three-day promise, better not fulfill it! Just go be a deserter!"

Emperor Jade said angrily, left a sentence, directly cutting off Divine Sense.

He seemed very angry!

Because Lin Fan's behavior and mood didn't resemble Lin Fan at all, more like a coward, a failure, an ant!

Lin Fan was shocked by Emperor Jade's attitude, stunned in place, motionless.

He carefully pondered Emperor Jade's words.

Falling into deep thought. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

But he still couldn't emerge from self-doubt.

Even though Emperor Jade had berated him thoroughly, it wasn't helpful.

Lin Fan heavily patted his head.

What's wrong with him.

How had he suddenly lost confidence in himself?

The opponent's overwhelming strength was one aspect.

But how could he suddenly become afraid?

Lin Fan sat alone for a while longer, attempting to use Divine Sense to reach Emperor Jade, but Emperor Jade offered no response.

Oh well, the guy had scolded him and was now mad.

He helplessly scratched the back of his head.

The next second.

He took out Mystic Iron Mountain.

Though only three days' time, inside Mystic Iron Mountain, he could spend two and a half years.

During those two and a half years, work hard on cultivation.

See if he could narrow the gap with the white-robed youth.

Now there's only this way.

He could only bet on this.

Lin Fan took a deep breath and entered Mystic Iron Mountain.