Urban Super Medical Sage-Chapter 956 - 952: Zheng Xue the Mad Beast (6 more)

"Kid, did you hear me? Hurry over and start digging!" Chen Lu ordered Su Chen abruptly.

"How deep should I dig?" Su Chen asked.

Chen Lu then looked towards Song Yunyan.

"Fifty meters." Song Yunyan thought for a moment, then said.

Su Chen inwardly breathed a sigh of relief, fifty meters, haha... still halfway from the treasure.

The next moment.

Su Chen stepped forward.

With a shovel in hand, he began to dig.

Song Yunyan and the other four stood by and watched.

"Is this kid brain-dead? In the past few days, we made him dig around seven or eight places, right? Not a single fart was found." Chen Lu spat on the ground and stared at Su Chen with a somber look, his murderous intent not at all concealed.

"Seems like it." Zhu Yao nodded.

Xue Yitian also nodded indifferently: "Indeed, he seems to have bad luck."

"This hole is the last one. If he cannot find the treasure, we’ll kill him directly." Zhao Minglin, who had been somewhat silent all along, suddenly spoke: "We can’t keep wasting time like this."

"Exactly, exactly! He should have been killed long ago!!!" Chen Lu said with great joy.

Zhu Yao and Xue Yitian also nodded slightly.

Only Song Yunyan frowned slightly, without saying anything.

The discussions of the group were not concealed at all.

Even though Su Chen was right in front of them digging the hole, they still discussed whether he was unlucky or whether they should kill him.

Without any scruples.

Why wouldn’t they, when Su Chen is as weak as an ant?

In the Primordial Continent’s War Ancient Sky, most slaves are stronger than Su Chen.

And those slaves of the War Ancient Sky are no different from beasts!

Life and death are at the whim of their master.

Masters discussing their life and death has never been something to avoid.

Su Chen kept digging without showing any reaction.

Meanwhile, Song Yunyan’s curiosity grew stronger.

Su Chen must have heard Chen Lu and the others discussing killing him.

Yet, she still couldn’t feel any emotional fluctuation from him, not a pretense, but genuinely no emotional fluctuation.

Strange, truly strange.

Song Yunyan stared deeply at Su Chen, trying to see through him, but she couldn’t.

Before long.

The fifty-meter hole was dug.

"You worthless thing, your life depends on this." Chen Lu grinned, swept a glance at Su Chen, and then directly jumped into the hole.

After a dozen breaths.

Chen Lu came back up.

His face was boiling with killing intent: "Damn! Just as I thought, nothing at all! This damned, bad luck-infested little bastard!!!"

Chen Lu was ready to make a move.

Su Chen narrowed his eyes, also on the verge of taking action.

But just then.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh... there are quite a few people here." A strange, eerie laugh that made one’s scalp tingle echoed out of the blue.

Accompanying it was an overwhelming aura of murderous intent.

It felt as if a sea of blood was pouring down from above.

Soon.

A figure appeared.

The man was dressed in beast skins, a young man with a long beard that made him look like a wild man, with strangely blood-colored teeth, and he held in his hand a curved blade.

The curved blade was long and wide, different from the usual ones.

On the curved blade, bloodstains were vivid as if they were etched into the sword body itself.

The man was tall and robust, his Blood Qi incredibly vigorous; if one listened closely from afar, it seemed like they could hear his heart powerfully beating.

The air around him was whooshing in escape, as if even the air around him had also been faintly tinged with blood.

Standing there, the man was like a surging tide of a blood sea.

With bared teeth and a grin, his gaze swept past Xue Yitian and the others, eventually landing on Song Yunyan: "Tsk tsk, what a great beauty!!"

"Zheng Xue the Mad Beast?" Xue Yitian and the others paled noticeably, with Chen Lu and Zhao Minglin trembling incessantly; after a long while, Xue Yitian held his breath, raised his head, and asked, his voice slightly quivering.

"Hahaha... What do you think?" The man laughed heartily, his laughter terribly frightening. The laugh sounded like a series of heavy hammers pounding in the air, exerting immense pressure on the listeners.

Indeed, it was Zheng Xue the Mad Beast.

Zheng Xue, known as the Mad Beast, didn’t imply he was part of the Monster Beast Clan; Zheng Xue was authentically from the Human Race.

But he was more terrifying than any Demon Beast.

Zheng Xue was only at the Sixth Layer of the Heaven Earth Domination Realm.

Yet, his notoriety surpassed many who were at the Seventh Layer Realm of the Heaven Earth Domination Realm. frёewebηovel.cѳm

That was because this man was extremely bloodthirsty and brutal; he had a peculiar hobby—drinking human blood.

Moreover, this man was soaked in fresh blood since his youth, and countless Martial Cultivators had perished at his hands.

Unable to help themselves, Xue Yitian, Chen Lu, Zhu Yao, and Zhao Minglin all huddled together—truly terrified!

Luck couldn’t be worse.

To actually encounter Zheng Xue the Mad Beast?

Damn it.

Damn it.

Damn it!!!

Song Yunyan’s complexion was also deathly pale, her beautiful face utterly bloodless.

"Brother Zheng... we have no grievances or enmity, please spare us," Xue Yitian then spoke up, putting on a brave face. Despite their group of five and Zheng Xue being alone, and his realm just the Sixth Layer of the Heaven Earth Domination Realm.

But Xue Yitian was very clear that together they were no match for Zheng Xue.

Among those at the Dominion Realm, even with an extra Minor Realm, there’s a vast gap in strength.

Furthermore, wasn’t Zheng Xue someone whose strength exceeded his Realm?

"Indeed, no grievances, no enmities, but I feel like drinking human blood," Zheng Xue smirked revealing his teeth, looking ever so ferocious, like a demon’s skull-faced grimace.

The moment he said this, Zhao Minglin, Chen Lu, and Zhu Yao were so frightened that they almost couldn’t stand stead.

A man’s reputation is like a tree’s shadow.

Zheng Xue indeed terrified them.

"Brother Zheng, if you... you... you really want to drink human blood, then... then..." Zheng Xue clenched his teeth, his voice quivering, the next second, he suddenly raised his hand, pointing at Su Chen: "Then let Brother Zheng drink his!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Chen Lu and the other two were overjoyed, nodding vigorously, all raised their hands, pointing at Su Chen: "This little waste, Brother Zheng, you... enjoy him as you please."

Only Song Yunyan remained silent, her complexion even paler.

Whereas Su Chen remained calm and indifferent, mysteriously aloof.

"Him?" Zheng Xue looked towards Su Chen, then burst out with a ’shoo’ into laughter: "Third Level of the Ancestral King Realm? Such trash, not even worthy to be a slave, right? His blood is even worthy for Zheng Xue to drink?"

As his voice fell,

Suddenly.

Zheng Xue made his move.

The curved blade in his hand vanished without a trace in an instant.

Only a sky filled with blood mist danced.

Like a blood sea boiling over.

Crazed and violent.

As Zheng Xue surged forward, the space exploded with a boom, with him wielding the curved blade, as he reached the pinnacle in Sword technique, a slash descended, drawing a blood-red, dazzling arc, murderous intent surging tremendously. That extremely sharp curved blade aimed for Xue Yitian.

At that moment, Xue Yitian felt as if he was filled with freezing coldness.

As if his heart would freeze and burst.

Infinite danger and a murderous aura filled his mind.