Urban Immortal Doctor Master
Chapter 420 - 420 420 I believe in you

420: 420: I believe in you 420: 420: I believe in you “Sister Lan, what can I get you?” The bartender seemed to recognize Zhang Lan.

“A glass of Demoness, please.” Zhang Lan’s brows were knitted with worry, and Tang Feng couldn’t help but be slightly moved by her expression.

“Sister Lan, may I take a look at your hand?”

Zhang Lan’s eyes flashed with a cold light, but upon seeing Tang Feng’s clear gaze, she gave a slight nod and extended her hand.

Her skin was as white as snow, and her hand felt like it had no bones when gently squeezed.

Beautiful women always possess certain features that are incredibly attractive, like Zhang Lan’s hand, flawless.

Her figure might not be perfect, but her hand was beyond criticism.

“Are you a doctor?” Zhang Lan asked with curiosity as she saw how serious Tang Feng was because he was too young.

“Yes, your condition is a bit unusual,” Tang Feng said, withdrawing his hand with a grave look on his face.

If the lady hadn’t approached him, Tang Feng naturally wouldn’t have intervened.

But since she showed kindness, he would naturally help her out—this was what’s known as a good connection.

“I don’t think there’s a problem though,” Zhang Lan said.

“If you could figure it out, you wouldn’t be in this kind of place,” Tang Feng said with a smile.

“What does that have to do with coming to a bar?”

“Originally, nothing,” Tang Feng explained.

“But let me tell you, someone has tampered with you, something parasitic is dwelling inside you, and once it erupts, you will surely die.”

“What!

That’s impossible,” Zhang Lan was startled.

“I have no relation to you, and I didn’t know you before this, so why would I lie to you?” Tang Feng sighed.

“How could this be?”

“Someone used extraordinary means.

I’m afraid their intention isn’t to send you to your death, but it’s certain they want to control you,” Tang Feng said.

“Pang Ding?”

Zhang Lan looked over and saw a young man watching them.

When he noticed Zhang Lan, he smiled slightly and turned his head away.

Was it really him?

“Without a doubt, it’s him,” Tang Feng sensed a mark on the man, which was identical to the aura on Zhang Lan.

An average cultivator would not have noticed it.

“What should I do?” Zhang Lan’s face darkened, and her stunning face was full of coldness.

Her fiancé, huh.

To think he’d dare to pull this on her.

She could hardly imagine what kind of treatment awaited her after marriage.

If he wanted to control her completely, didn’t that mean he could do whatever he wished?

Tang Feng didn’t speak; the situation was somewhat tricky.

Getting involved, he was bound to meet trouble.

They weren’t related nor friends.

There was no need for him to take on such trouble.

“Is there no hope for me?” Zhang Lan asked with a wry smile, then stood up and slowly walked away.

Tang Feng didn’t call out to her as he weighed the pros and cons.

If he helped the woman, what would he gain?

Nothing, and it might even anger the other party.

By now, he was certain that the opponent had resorted to using a cultivator’s power.

Moreover, the opponent possessed considerable strength, but what Tang Feng feared the most was the Evil Spirit Master.

He wasn’t afraid for himself, but he had to consider the people close to him.

Evil Spirit Masters were cruel and their attacks were unpredictable.

They represented an extreme amongst cultivators.

He hadn’t expected to find one on Earth, and even though this Evil Spirit Master’s cultivation wasn’t that impressive, his methods were devious.

Sometimes you could be afflicted and not even know it.

Alas!

Watching her desolate silhouette, Tang Feng couldn’t bear it after all.

He decided to help her out.

“Come back,” he called.

After hearing Tang Feng’s voice, a glimmer of surprise flashed across Zhang Lan’s face, and she turned around to return.

“Have you decided to help me?”

“We can try, but it might not work,” Tang Feng said.

“You can choose not to proceed.”

“I want to try.

Should we do it here, or somewhere else?”

“Can you walk away from here?”

“I can.”

“Then come with me.”

Tang Feng led her up to the third floor, a place nobody else could step into except for Gao Jingyao, who had specifically given Tang Feng a key.

Upon entering the gallery, Zhang Lan became even more curious about Tang Feng.

“Do you know Jingyao?”

“What do you think?”

“I don’t know, I’ve only been here once before.

It seems you’re a very important person to her,” said Zhang Lan with a smile.

“You guessed right, I’m her man.”

Ah!

Zhang Lan covered her mouth in surprise, disbelief etched on her face.

Gao Jingyao had always said she didn’t want to casually be with a man; Zhang Lan had never imagined when she did, it wouldn’t be with just any man.

After stepping into the office and seeing the sofa the size of a bed, Zhang Lan didn’t know why her heart skipped a beat.

“Have a seat.

Would you like something to drink?”

“No need; I’ve had quite a bit to drink downstairs already.”

“Then let’s get started, lie down,” Tang Feng directed, pointing to the sofa.

Zhang Lan’s heart raced uncontrollably; she was scared, fearful that Tang Feng might suddenly act inappropriately.

What would she do then?

Cry for help or accept it?

Relax a little, it won’t take much time.

Tang Feng found it amusing.

Did he look like a bad guy?

That he could frighten her to such an extent.

Zhang Lan blushed with embarrassment.

“Lift your clothes a bit, just up to the belly button will do.”

Even so, Zhang Lan felt extremely uncomfortable, as if her whole body was exposed under his gaze.

“Don’t misunderstand, I’m just needling you.

Only the needles can draw out the foreign energy to break the spell cast upon you.

The process will hurt a bit; you should be prepared for that.

After all, that thing has merged with you, pulling it out will feel like being hollowed out.”

“It’s okay, go ahead,” Zhang Lan replied.

She was no ordinary woman; she had seen a lot and, due to her family background, nobody dared to offend this rich girl.

Tang Feng began the acupuncture, not too fast nor too slow.

By the time Zhang Lan reacted, Tang Feng had already finished inserting the needles.

Seeing her belly covered in needles, she didn’t dare to move abruptly.

Soon she began to feel an excruciating sensation, as if her body was being cut, and cold sweat poured from her fiercely.

Her delicate voice carried far as Tang Feng pressed on her abdomen, constantly channeling Primordial Power into her.

He also summoned the Swallowing Sky Tower to directly refine the Evil Essence.

As a dark shadow was drawn out, Zhang Lan finally passed out from the pain.

Tang Feng didn’t dare to be negligent and immediately began refining the Evil Essence.

Once it touched him, even he felt afraid.

Fortunately, Tang Feng took the initiative.

Only when the last thread of Evil Essence was about to be refined did the Evil Spirit Master realize what was happening.

In another villa, a middle-aged man was vomiting blood profusely.

He had not expected someone to break his Evil Spirit Technique.

He had encountered a true expert.

Just like a startled bird, this is something Tang Feng hadn’t anticipated.

Luckily, the Evil Spirit Master was just a Loose Cultivator; otherwise, the situation would not have been easy to resolve.

Tang Feng sighed in relief.

After refining the Evil Essence, his cultivation had improved a bit.

Moreover, he gained a clearer understanding of various Evil Essences.

Tang Feng sat to the side, waiting for Zhang Lan to wake up on her own.

About fifteen minutes later, she came to.

The first thing Zhang Lan did was check her clothes, then she examined certain parts of her body.

Completely forgetting Tang Feng was in front of her, she sighed in relief.

But when she noticed Tang Feng watching her intently, her face flushed with embarrassment, and she got up and ran out of the office.

Then, seeming to remember something, she turned back, said a quick thank you, and ran off.

Tang Feng was left standing there, dumbfounded.

This woman was interesting.

It was probably for the better this way, to avoid further entanglements.

Tang Feng lay down on the sofa and slowly closed his eyes.

He actually fell asleep, and after an unknown period, he felt something wet on his face.

Tang Feng opened his eyes to find Gao Jingyao lying on top of him, asleep.

She must have been dreaming about something because there was drool on his face, which made Tang Feng both want to laugh and cry.