Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor

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. 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.