Urban Immortal Doctor Master
Chapter 237 - 237 237 Moon Spirit Palace Master

237: 237: Moon Spirit Palace Master 237: 237: Moon Spirit Palace Master Tang Feng followed the guidance of an elder of the Moon Immortal Palace to the Sect Master Pavilion, “Elder, how should I address you?”

“Yue Yi.

It seems that Master Tang doesn’t remember me,” Yue Yi said somewhat melancholically, giving Tang Feng a look.

Among the many elders back then, the women from their Moon Immortal Palace and the Emei Sect were young and beautiful, which should have made them easy to remember for men.

Yet, he didn’t remember at all, leaving her feeling slightly disappointed.

“I’m sorry, I only remembered your appearance but not your name.

However, I won’t forget next time, if you don’t mind, I would even dream of you,” Tang Feng joked.

Yue Yi blushed, but being over a hundred years old, she naturally didn’t take it seriously.

Still, she was pleased inside—women, after all, like to hear sweet words, whether they are true or false, it’s always better than nothing.

“Master is joking.

Even in dreams, it wouldn’t be my turn,” Yue Yi said with pursed lips, smiling.

“Ahem, who can control dreams?

Perhaps what’s considered by day is dreamed of by night,” Tang Feng said.

“I didn’t expect Master Tang to be so witty.

This is the Sect Master Pavilion, please wait here for a moment.” Yue Yi went inside the pavilion.

Tang Feng glanced at the layout of the Sect Master Pavilion, the domicile of the Phoenix Nest, guarded by the Vermilion Bird on both sides, the phoenix beak facing north, an aura surging forth invisibly, charging towards the universe.

This indeed was the Phoenix Rising Land, yet why would the Moon Immortal Palace Sect Master be injured?

Divine Sense scanned from top to bottom, from left to right, until at last, he discovered something amiss in the loft.

Tang Feng smiled faintly, so that was it.

Yue Yi came out, noticing Tang Feng’s smile and found it a bit odd, “Master Tang, did you find something amusing?”

“Elder Yue Yi, it must be quite difficult for outsiders to enter this loft, right?”

Indeed, besides our six Great Elders and the Sect Master’s four disciples, others would need the Sect Master’s permission to enter.

Otherwise, they would be injured by the loft’s prohibitions,” Yue Yi explained.

Tang Feng nodded.

He had seen these prohibitions too, which could only restrict those below the Nascent Soul Realm.

It seemed that the woman who founded the Moon Immortal Palace was formidable indeed, with no small expertise in formations.

“Let’s go inside.” After entering the loft, Tang Feng smelled a fragrance.

He noticed many rare flowers arranged below on the first floor, some of which he couldn’t even name.

It seemed that most women liked these things.

On the second floor, he saw four women younger than Yue Yi standing at the door, each one breathtakingly beautiful and full of spiritual energy.

The Moon Spirit Palace Master indeed had an eye for talent; these four women had good Spirit Roots and their Cultivation was already in the middle late stage of Foundation Establishment.

At such a young age, to achieve such feats, their talent counted for a lot.

Ah!

Suddenly, he noticed that two of the women looked at him somewhat differently—not excited and anticipating, but rather averse and disdainful.

Interesting.

Indeed, even in small circles, there were always intrigues.

“What’s the matter with you four, greet Elder Tang,” Yue Yi said dissatisfied.

Even if they were in a bad mood, they should show proper etiquette upon meeting a senior.

It seemed that this area still needed much attention.

“Greetings, senior.” Among the four women, two behaved normally, giving Tang Feng an extra glance since he was indeed handsome.

The other two seemed to be pretending, but he didn’t mind; little girls, he would have you obedient soon enough.

Tang Feng entered the room where a woman in white clothes and plain face stood by the window, her face devoid of any expression, pale and weak to the point of danger, the entire person seemed on the verge of falling, truly a pitiable sight.

The current Moon Spirit Palace Master had also greeted Tang Feng back then, nothing more than that.

However, they had worn veils back then, but not now, a sign of respect towards Tang Feng.

“Moon Spirit Sect Master,” Tang Feng remembered her name.

“Master Tang,” Yue Ling attempted to rise, but Tang Feng stopped her.

“Sit down, let me have a look.” Everything was done naturally, without any frivolous intentions.

However, a hint of shyness flashed across Yue Ling’s face, invisible against her pallor.

Observing Tang Feng from such close proximity, Yue Ling saw not fierce eyebrows but starry eyes.

His face was gentle, not dominating, but she knew this was just the surface; this man’s strength was incomparable in the Cultivation World.

Even the Ancient Array could be repaired, which was utterly astonishing at the time.

As she gazed in that manner, she completely failed to notice that Tang Feng was also watching her.

Suddenly, with a tight grip on her hand, she snapped back to reality.

Meeting Tang Feng’s seemingly smiling eyes, she quickly turned her head away, inadvertently exposing her pink neck.

It was still in its original condition.

After some time, Tang Feng had gained a fair understanding of women.

“The Moon Spirit Palace Master has probably never stared at a man like this before,” Tang Feng said with a smile.

“Master Tang, you caught me off guard,” responded Yue Ling, as someone in her position but still having some girlish traits—biting her lip, looking down, and nervously twisting her clothes—each of these actions did not escape Tang Feng’s eyes.

It must be said that the Moon Spirit Palace Master had a unique charm that none of the women around Tang Feng could match.

Of course, this did not mean he harbored any intentions, it was purely admiration; Tang Feng did not think that a powerful palace master like her could fall for him at first sight.

Tang Feng didn’t linger on that topic, “Palace Master, there are some things I would like to discuss with you alone, unrelated to your treatment.

Would you be interested?”

“Please speak,” Yue Ling said as she exhaled deeply and sat up straight, her face regaining the composure befitting the master of a palace.

Tang Feng inwardly praised, ‘This is what a strong woman is like, the right expression for every situation, no need to act, everything was just perfect and tasteful.’

“I wonder what the origins of these disciples of yours are?”

“What, have they offended you?” Yue Ling was startled; if they had truly angered Tang Feng, let alone her treatment, even the future supply of elixirs could be jeopardized, so she was understandably anxious.

“No, not at all, I’m just curious as to how someone of your strength could have been manipulated,” Tang Feng spoke curiously.

Yue Ling’s face showed shock, and although Tang Feng did not specify, she quickly thought of a possibility but found it hard to believe.

“Master Tang, please speak frankly about my injury.

I won’t mind,” Yue Ling said.

Alas!

Tang Feng sighed.

He explained about seeing the disruption of the feng shui in the attic, and in fact, after entering the room, he had already figured out the issue.

“The four of them were brought from outside.

Two of them come from respectable families with considerable influence in the secular world,” Yue Ling discussed her four disciples.

Listening to her tone, she was full of love and not a hint of deceit, unaware of how much heartache it would cause her if indeed it had been orchestrated by those close to her.

“If I’m not mistaken, two of them must have been planted there, and as for why they dared to act, the people behind it probably can’t hide for long,” Tang Feng sighed.

Such a kind woman being betrayed by her own disciples, how pitiful.

Thousand Sword Sect!

Yue Ling understood.

No wonder a genius disciple from the Thousand Sword Sect had been frequently coming to court her lately; there had been an ulterior motive indeed.

Could it be—

A sharp glint flashed in Yue Ling’s eyes, and outside the door, she observed the situation of her four disciples with her Divine Sense.

Just as she thought, the second and fourth disciples were no longer pure; a burst of rage overwhelmed her, causing her to cough up a mouthful of blood.

Yue Ling could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground.

“Why put yourself through this?

It’s not worth it at all,” Tang Feng said as he held Yue Ling, carrying her back to the bed.

Then, he took out an elixir, placed it in her mouth, and infused her with Vital Spirit.

Watching her complexion gradually improve, Tang Feng then stood up to leave.

As he left, he didn’t forget to disable the prohibitions set around the room.