Peerless Divine Doctor in the City of Flowers
Chapter 740: Shura Palace, What to Do?

Chapter 740: Chapter 740: Shura Palace, What to Do?

"Swoosh..."

The crouched Zhou Tianxiong suddenly exerted force, his figure smashing toward one side.

His speed was so fast that he probably had never used his full strength to leap like this in his entire life.

This seemingly endless Soul Stabilizing Array actually had a secret passage unknown to others.

Only when one reached his position could one see the crack, so from the moment he entered, he had occupied that position.

Including wetting his pants, it was all to keep Lin Fan and Xu Zhi Rou away from him.

All his acting was in preparation for this moment.

As a seventh-grade master, he believed this unexpected leap was enough to avoid the other’s attack.

By the time they reacted, he would have long since escaped.

"Hey, where are you going?"

In a split-second, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck, and Lin Fan’s voice unexpectedly came from right beside his ear.

At the same time, his body instantly became numb.

All his strength seemed to evaporate.

He landed flat on the ground, unable even to move a finger.

"I...I just went numb... wanted to move around a bit..."

Zhou Tianxiong truly couldn’t understand what Lin Fan had done to him.

And how he had suddenly appeared right next to him.

But the will to survive made him search for an excuse.

"Oh, you really think I’m a three-year-old kid?"

Lin Fan looked down with a smile at Zhou Tianxiong lying prone. He had felt something was amiss from the moment he walked in.

As expected, the patient-until-now Zhou Tianxiong had finally exposed himself.

"I really just felt numb and wanted to move..."

Zhou Tianxiong attempted to argue, but in the next second, Lin Fan had already picked him up.

"Want to move, huh? Then I’ll help you move. Didn’t you say that if you die here, your soul will never reincarnate? Let’s see if that’s really the case."

As Lin Fan’s right arm exerted force, Zhou Tianxiong suddenly spun around like a windmill.

The terrifying rotational force seemed as if it would tear him apart.

Just a few spins made his head swim and his vision blur.

"I know the exit... I know it..."

If it continued like this, his death was certain, and if he really died inside the Soul Stabilizing Array, it would be troublesome.

Zhou Tianxiong could only shout loudly, even if his death was certain, he had to die outside.

"This is nothing, I’m not even having fun yet."

Lin Fan put Zhou Tianxiong down regretfully, this kid was too fragile to endure.

He lay there with a pale face on the ground, the dizziness making him heave non-stop.

His body shook uncontrollably from the cold sweat flowing down; he really couldn’t control it anymore.

"Alright, stop playing dead dog, where’s the way?"

Lin Fan kicked Zhou Tianxiong, provoking a response.

He weakly pointed in the direction next to them.

Following the direction he pointed, Lin Fan squinted his eyes and searched for a while.

Sure enough, in this boundless universe, there was actually a faint crack.

From neither left nor right could it be discovered, only from the angle where he now stood could one see this flaw.

"Interesting, let’s go then!"

Picking up Zhou Tianxiong, Lin Fan finally stepped forward and walked on.

Of course, his right hand was still tightly holding Xu Zhi Rou’s hand.

With a step forward, they instantly appeared on a hillside.

The green grass underfoot exuded a fragrant aroma of natural growth.

"It’s the real world, there’s a scent."

Xu Zhi Rou hurriedly plucked one and put it in her mouth to chew.

This was the flaw she had found in the Enchanting Soul Array.

In that array, she could hear, see, touch, but there was no sense of smell or taste.

So now she habitually confirmed it again, and sure enough, this place was no longer an illusion.

"That must be the so-called secret sect, right?"

Lin Fan pointed to the building complex with an ancient charm at the foot of the hill.

The entire construction was not like the independent residences within the inner gates; it was more like a village.

But each building was ornately decorated, giving a sense of a fairyland on earth.

"This is different from what I imagined."

Xu Zhi Rou frowned as she looked at those buildings.

According to what she had thought, a sect like this should consist of grandiose and vast architectural complexes.

Similar to an imperial palace.

But what she saw was incredibly ordinary.

Apart from a different architectural style, most everything else was the same.

"The so-called secret sects are just places that occupy a land rich in spiritual energy. The spiritual energy here is at least a hundred times that of the outside world. Practicing here, any old chicken, duck, goose, or dog would progress much faster than outside. In the past, people called them hermits, but in my eyes, they are no different from us at their core. It’s just that they were born in a different place," Lin Fan said, narrowing his eyes.

"It’s like some kids are born in big cities like Modu or the capital, where they are in an environment that is much more receptive to high technology than the poor children in the mountains. But that doesn’t mean they are more intelligent. The principle of the secret sects is the same."

"They seem to be doing something over there. It looks lively," Xu Zhi Rou said curiously as she looked at the tile-roofed houses before them, where many people were gathered in the spacious central area, seemingly engaged in a lively ceremony.

"Could it be a wedding?" Lin Fan frowned slightly. The fiery red silk was clearly for a joyous occasion.

With this thought, the two exchanged glances without prior agreement.

Then, they immediately dashed down the hillside.

Zhou Tianxiong, however, still lay immobile on the ground.

The stabbing pain in the back of his neck filled him with despair.

Could it be that Lin Fan really broke his spine, turning him into a cripple?

...

In the village square, more than a dozen tables were set with dishes.

Fried, roasted, braised, stewed dishes all tempted one’s appetite.

The people seated there were almost all dressed in clothes similar to those of the Tang Dynasty.

With no modern equipment at all, only lanterns and torches could be used for lighting at night.

At the moment, they all looked at the stage set up in the center area with smiling faces.

The emcee, a man in his forties dressed in brocade robes, said,

"Let us invite the bride and groom to the stage to pay homage to heaven and earth!"

As he shouted, a couple stepped up onto the stage.

The young man walking in front, dressed in a red groom’s robe and wearing an official hat, was beaming with joy.

On the other side, the bride, adorned with a phoenix crown and woven silk, slowly walked out, supported by her bridesmaid.

Her loose clothing hid her figure, and a red veil covered her face, but her exposed hands were as white as jade.

Her shy posture brought her slowly in front of the man.

The sight of the bride made the young man also show an excited smile.

"An auspicious time and a blessed union. Congratulations to the Zhou Family’s son for joining hands in matrimony," the emcee sang out loudly, continuing to announce, "First bow to heaven and earth... second bow to the bright moon... husband and wife..."

Following his command, the couple began the ritual.

The guests below the stage couldn’t help but smile. Just one more bow, and the ceremony would be complete.

But just as the emcee was about to utter the final phrase, a gust of wind shot from a hundred meters away.

It hit squarely against the double-happiness backdrop.