The Urban Medical Martial Immortal

393: Chapter 389: The Six Great Cultivation Domains (Third Update!) 393: Chapter 389: The Six Great Cultivation Domains (Third Update!) “Fourth Senior Brother, kill him quickly!”

Loo Wei frantically escaped to Yin Xiaomo’s side, shouting urgently.

He was actually a Cultivator!

How could he be a Cultivator!

How could this be possible!

At the same time, Loo Wei’s heart roared continuously, unable to believe as he stared angrily at Lin Tian, unwilling to accept everything before him.

He once could trample the person in front of him at will, and had also been brutally humiliated and stepped on by the other party.

But after he entered the Immortal Mountain Sect and was about to learn the Supreme Technique, his confidence soared.

He was thrilled at the thought of crushing Lin Tian underfoot for a lifetime, unable to stand up again.

He even felt that enjoying such adoration from ants was a unique sensation!

However, all his thoughts were instantly shattered.

Yin Xiaomo looked at Lin Tian with incredulity, then his expression darkened.

He couldn’t gauge the depth of Lin Tian’s strength, but considering such a young age, his Cultivation couldn’t possibly surpass his.

Seeing this, Zhong Xinci stepped back, sighing inwardly.

It seemed that Yin Xiaomo was about to make a move!

But would he still dare to act if he knew Senior Lin had once leveled the main peak of the Desolate God Sect at Thousand Mountain Plain with a single sword?

She hoped that he would spare his own life later; as for the Elixir, that was out of the question!

Zhong Xinci thought to herself secretly.

“Fourth Senior Brother, wait!”

Seeing Yin Xiaomo clearly filled with rage, Bai Xiaoxiao spoke urgently.

To instantly cast a Fire Bomb Technique required high Cultivation!

This detail caught Bai Xiaoxiao’s eye.

But.

Yin Xiaomo, seeing Luo Cangyun killed and witnessing Loo Wei’s panic-stricken state, lost face and felt it undermined the dignity of his Sword Saint Mountain Sect.

He suddenly shouted, “Dare to kill in front of me, Yin Xiaomo!

I’ll smash your kneecap first to make you kneel and apologize!”

Whoosh~~

Like thunder and lightning whisking through the air, the sound burst forth, and Yin Xiaomo himself turned into a black streak of lightning, reaching Lin Tian in a blink, his palm filled with surging True Qi about to chop at the other’s knee.

But, Yin Xiaomo was fast, Lin Tian was even faster.

His immense Divine Sense enveloped and locked onto his opponent, a fist roaring and thundering.

Bang~~

Yin Xiaomo, like a broken sack, was directly smashed and flung away.

He crashed to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood, injured.

“You…”

Instantly defeated, Yin Xiaomo, both shocked and furious, was about to rise and draw his sword.

Yet, with a crisp sound, a Demon Ru Xiaotian Sword only the size of a palm appeared instantly at his chin, pressing against his throat.

Yin Xiaomo’s face turned pale, revealing fear.

Flying Sword!

He was nearly scared out of his wits.

“Damn it…

Flying Sword, dammit, you actually have a Flying Sword!”

Loo Wei’s face also turned pale, frightened to the point of paralysis as he crawled under a table, starting to curse loudly.

Although he hadn’t been in the sect for long, he had some understanding about Cultivation-related matters.

Regarding Flying Swords, he had heard his master mention them, and even his master possessed a damaged Flying Sword.

But compared to the legendary Golden Core Ancestor’s Flying Sword, it was far inferior; those swords were fast as lightning, moving without a trace, able to decapitate someone from a thousand miles away!

Now Lin Tian owned a Flying Sword just like the legendary ones!

Meanwhile, Bai Xiaoxiao and the others were stunned.

Especially Xu Tangge and a group of dignitaries, seeing that sword flying freely in mid-air, it instantly shattered their previous understanding and worldview.

“Shut up!”

Yin Xiaomo, also in horror, calmed down at this moment.

He shouted angrily at Loo Wei, then looked at Lin Tian, seeming as if pleading for his life, “Senior, if your anger is not appeased and you wish to kill or mutilate at will, please spare Junior Sister Bai and Junior Brother Ke Hongyu!”

Yin Xiaomo spoke of Ke Hongyu, who must be the youth following Bai Xiaoxiao.

Lin Tian ignored Yin Xiaomo’s words and instead asked, “Which sect do you come from?”

“Sword Saint Mountain, Wind and Thunder Pavilion!”

Yin Xiaomo glanced at the Flying Sword hanging at his throat, not daring to move an inch, and replied.

Sword Saint Mountain again!

Lin Tian narrowed his eyes and immediately asked, “Do you know of the Ye Family?”

Regarding the Sword Saint Mountain Ye Family, Lin Tian had always remembered.

At the beginning, when he had killed the Ye Yuanshu on Night Crying Island and Ye Qianli appeared in the Thousand Mountain Plain, who he had seriously injured, it could be said that an irreconcilable enmity had been formed between him and the Ye Family.

At least Lin Tian needed to understand more about the other party to better respond in the future.

“Ye Family!”

Yin Xiaomo’s face changed, and he said with a bitter smile, “It appears that the senior has old scores with the Ye Family!

As sworn enemies, we naturally know about them.

They are a great Cultivation clan famously known for their talents and strength among various Third-level Cultivation Domains!

Since we are enemies, whether the senior wants to kill or slaughter, I will comply with your wishes!”

Enemies?

So, not all the families and sects within Sword Saint Mountain are united.

The enemy of an enemy is a half-friend!

Thinking this, Lin Tian slightly smiled and said, “Tell me about the Third-level Cultivation Domains, besides the Sword Saint Mountain, which others are there?”

“Ah~ The senior doesn’t know?”

A surprised look appeared on Yin Xiaomo’s face, but seeing Lin Tian’s furrowed brows, he quickly corrected, “In our Huaxia, as far as I know, there are six major Third-level Cultivation Domains, besides our Sword Saint Mountain, there are Zhenxian Plateau, Nameless Island, Ten Thousand Tribulations Sea, Tianwang Mountain, Forbidden Curse Ridge, etc.

Among them, Forbidden Curse Ridge is the most powerful because…”

At this, Yin Xiaomo lowered his voice, “there lies the most powerful Demonic Sect!”

It seems Earth is more fascinating than I imagined!

Back at Willow Forest Platform, I also saw that Red-haired from Russia, who could transform into a bear paw, indicating that besides Huaxia, there must be many powerful Cultivation existences internationally!

When I return home, after visiting my father’s medicine base with Chang Ying, I definitely need to take a trip to East Continent!

An expectation and excitement subtly rose in Lin Tian’s heart.

“And what about the Second-level Cultivation Domains?

And how much do you know about Tongtian Academy?”

Having received truly useful information, Lin Tian eagerly continued.

“Er…

Senior, a being from a Second-level Cultivation Domain is not something I can know about!

As for Tongtian Academy, I’ve never heard of it…”

Yin Xiaomo paused slightly and then shook his head with a bitter smile.

Never heard of it?

It seems that Tongtian Academy is only known by certain high-level individuals or talented people who can enter.

Pfft~~

The Flying Sword flashed like lightning, severing one of Yin Xiaomo’s arms, and blood gushed forth.

Suddenly, people like Xu Tangge at the scene were terrified and fled in panic, hiding far in a corner.

“By severing one arm, I spare your life, do you submit?”

Lin Tian looked indifferently at Yin Xiaomo and coldly said.

“Senior, I submit!”

Being able to keep his life, Yin Xiaomo already felt it was a fortunate surprise.

He quickly exercised his Cultivation to stop the bleeding and took a few Hemostatic Pills.

“Initially, seeing Elder Zhong’s face, I might have helped you refine a True Yuan Pill, but you’ve missed the opportunity!”

Lin Tian added indifferently.

“You really are…”

Yin Xiaomo, bearing the pain, hung his head in regret.

“As for you…”

Lin Tian turned around, his gaze landing on Loo Wei.

“Ah…

Fourth senior brother, save me!”

Loo Wei, trembling all over, then wailed, “Lin Tian…

we were classmates, please spare me one more time!”

“What are all these dense scars on your body?”

Lin Tian ignored his wailing and instead asked curiously.