Urban Supreme Medical Saint-Chapter 2271 - 2538: Are You Sure You Can Hold On?
"The Pilgrimage Spring must not be known to others, the top-tier warriors and families of Pilgrimage Mountain have always been extremely wary of such a thing, remember that!"
"Understood."
Ren Feifan entered the door, only to find himself once again on the arena of the Battlefield of the Chosen.
Hmm?
He vaguely remembered that the Battlefield of the Chosen and the arena had already collapsed and disappeared. Why did they reappear now?
Just as he was deep in thought, a phantom image appeared before him.
The phantom solidified.
It was none other than Senior Dongfang!
"Judging by your expression, you must have acquired the Pilgrimage Spring," Senior Dongfang said.
There was a hint of surprise and mystery in his eyes.
Ren Feifan had no intention of revealing this matter, so he replied, "I gained some opportunities after I went in. As for the Pilgrimage Spring, I haven’t seen it."
Senior Dongfang nodded, "Good, very good! Although I know you are lying to me, you must say the same thing when you go out."
"The Pilgrimage Spring is too important, so important that everyone is willing to take risks. Killing, plundering, madness—these are common occurrences."
Ren Feifan could sense the seriousness in the other’s words.
Senior Dongfang continued, "Your strength is not bad, but it’s still a bit difficult to protect the Pilgrimage Spring. Let me give you some advice: contribute part of the Pilgrimage Spring to a major force and let them protect you, otherwise..."
He did not continue, but the meaning was obvious.
Ren Feifan certainly couldn’t hand over such a precious thing so easily, so he said directly, "Even if I have the Pilgrimage Spring, I won’t give it to others."
Senior Dongfang chuckled, "Kid, let me tell you something, as a reminder. Every time the Battlefield of the Chosen opens, a chosen one is determined, but ninety percent of them don’t survive five days."
"Some mysteriously disappear, some end up dead, their bones chilled by the wind."
"People have been watching the outcomes of the Battlefield of the Chosen for a long time! Although the outcome is hidden and very few know about the Pilgrimage Spring, it doesn’t mean no one does. Those who know about it have a significant background and formidable strength. They won’t spare any chosen one."
"Also, when you go out, a screen will display your appearance when you first entered the Battlefield of the Chosen and your codename, Ghost Face."
Ren Feifan was startled, realizing that this had become a big issue.
Fortunately, he had listened to Han Chen’s advice and changed his identity.
Anyway, few people knew Ghost Face’s true identity, so whatever.
Seeing that he had said enough, Senior Dongfang waved his hand, and the entire Battlefield of the Chosen collapsed.
"When you go out, remember what I said. Be careful in everything. If top-tier warriors really fixate on you, maybe it’s better to hand over the item, at least you can keep your life!"
The light flickered, and Ren Feifan, wearing the Ghost Face Mask, felt intense glare, and in the next second, he appeared in the Chosen Plaza of Pilgrimage Mountain!
The moment Ren Feifan appeared, there was a clamorous uproar!
On the big screen, a few words were displayed prominently!
The Chosen One—Ghost Face!
"Ghost Face!"
"Ghost Face!"
"Ghost Face!"
...
The square was flooded with countless shouts!
Of course, more people were perplexed!
Because even though this year’s chosen one had emerged, it seemed to be a mystery!
They didn’t know the true face!
The key point was that even the name wasn’t real!!
Usually, one would be eager to reveal such an honor, but this time, the chosen one was deliberately hiding.
Ren Feifan stood on the square, feeling uncomfortable with such high-profile and grand attention.
He could feel countless fervent gazes directed at him!
Suddenly, he noticed something, his eyes narrowed, shooting towards several corners!
Because the eyes there were cold.
A killing intent.
The key was it wasn’t just these few.
Just the killing intent alone, there were no less than a hundred on the stands.
It seemed Senior Dongfang’s words were true.
He had indeed been targeted.
At this moment, Su Mohan and Han Chen walked over.
The two initially wanted to greet Ren Feifan, but found that he quickened his pace, brushing past them and even exchanged pleasantries with some unknown man.
The two were stunned.
What was this about?
Just as they were puzzled, a cold voice transmitted into their ears.
"You two leave first, I will naturally come back later."
"I am now being watched, and staying with you will only expose my presence."
Han Chen’s eyes narrowed, and even though Ren Feifan was at a considerable distance, he still transmitted his voice, "Sect Leader, do you need me to make a move!"
"No need."
After Ren Feifan refused, he gathered True Qi underfoot, merged into the crowd, and headed towards a forest in Pilgrimage Mountain.
There were too many people here; it would be safer to reach a less populated area, make a simple disguise, and then head to Han Chen’s residence.
However, as soon as Ren Feifan entered the forest, he sensed several auras already pursuing him.
"Coming so fast? This is too bold,"
Ren Feifan felt a bit of a headache; he had killed enough people in the Battlefield of the Chosen, why did some people insist on seeking death?
Soon, nearly ten powerful auras appeared in front of Ren Feifan!
Leading them was an old man.
The old man looked like a celestial being, with small eyes filled with a cunning gleam, staring at Ren Feifan with keen interest.
"Ghost Face, why are you rushing? As the Chosen One, shouldn’t you meet with the major forces? Or are you afraid of something?"
The old man spoke, his tone carrying a hint of coldness.
