Urban Immortal Doctor Master
Chapter 580 - 580 581 Impossible

580: 581: Impossible 580: 581: Impossible “What medicinal ingredient are you looking for?” Tang Feng asked, lying on the ground.

“The Heavenly Destiny Fruit.

It’s a primary ingredient for refining the Refining God Elixir,” said Su Han.

“Why didn’t you say so earlier?

I have some Heavenly Destiny Fruits.

How many do you need?”

“Ah, you have them!

No, no we can’t accept them,” Wang Hao hastily said.

“It’s okay.

They’re not valuable to me.

I think you three are decent, and I’d like to get out of here sooner, so consider it compensation for leading me out,” Tang Feng said.

Around his Vitality Tower, there were quite a few Heavenly Fate Fruit Trees, and picking a few was like picking up a lost treasure.

Tang Feng picked six fruits for them.

The trio was overjoyed.

Two fruits per person.

No longer delaying, they packed up their tent and started on the return journey.

Two days later, the four of them walked out of the Endless Forest.

Not far ahead was Luoding City, where the Sky Sword Sect had a garrison, and Su Han and his group decided they ought to extend the courtesy due to a host.

Just as they were about to enter the city, suddenly a few people sprang out and stopped the four travelers.

“Su Han, Xiao Yue, it looks like you three have gained something,” said a young man, obviously in the Refining God Realm.

“Who is he?” Tang Feng asked.

“That’s Chao Jiang, a core disciple of the White Feather Sect, and a powerhouse in the Refining God Realm,” Su Han said with a dark expression on his face.

“Have you had a conflict with them?”

Su Han nodded, recounting the previous grudge.

It turned out they had encountered these people when they first entered the Endless Forest.

Because their Grandmaster was there at the time, Chao Jiang had been at a disadvantage and had held a grudge.

And now that their Grandmaster had left, the opponents had seized their chance.

This made things difficult.

“Su Han, hand over the items, and I won’t make things difficult for you,” Chao Jiang said with a smile.

Even though the Sky Sword Sect was in Luoding City, he wasn’t afraid because the cultivators stationed in the city were also in the Refining God Realm, and besides, the White Feather Sect was evidently stronger.

“Brother Su, there’s no need to give them anything.”

Just as Su Han was preparing to respond, a man and a woman arrived.

Everyone’s gaze rested on the two newcomers; the man was handsomely regal, the woman was quietly stunning.

Tang Feng trembled slightly when he saw their Sect robes.

“Medicine God Sect’s Qiu Jie, Yin Ruoxue, are you going to meddle in this?” Chao Jiang’s face showed a hint of hesitation upon seeing them.

“Chao Jiang, you’ve also gained quite a bit from the Endless Forest, so it’s time to stop,” Qiu Jie said with a cold laugh.

“Qiu Jie, don’t think I’m afraid of you.

In the Sect’s grand competition next month, I will crush you beneath my feet,” Chao Jiang spat out angrily.

Qiu Jie smiled lightly, “I’ll be waiting.”

“Hmph!” Chao Jiang led his people away.

Gratefully, Su Han and the others quickly bowed to the pair, “Thank you, Brother Qiu and Senior Sister Yin.”

The Medicine God Sect, one of the pinnacle Sects of the Cultivation World, was definitely a peak existence.

Chao Jiang dared not provoke them, nor could he afford to, but that was in public.

What he might do in secret, no one knew.

It was still best to be cautious around someone like him.

Qiu Jie was pleased with the attitude of Su Han’s trio.

He glanced at his junior sister and noticed she was paying attention to another person, a man, which immediately soured his mood.

“Who is this?” Qiu Jie asked, attempting to appear polite.

However, Tang Feng sensed something amiss.

There was hostility.

It seemed that women always brought trouble, somehow attracting misfortune his way without reason.

At that moment, Su Han introduced them with a smile, “This is Brother Tang, someone we met in the forest.”

“So you are Brother Tang.

I’m curious to know which Sect you hail from, as your face seems quite unfamiliar?” Qiu Jie said this for his junior sister, reminding her that he was the dragon among men amidst their group.

“I’m just a Loose Cultivator.

It’s normal that you don’t recognize me,” Tang Feng replied with a smile.

“Ah, a Loose Cultivator.” He immediately lost interest.

“Junior Sister, let’s take our leave.

Our Grandmaster is waiting for our news,” Qiu Jie said, nodding to Su Han’s group before departing.

Yin Ruoxue remained silent and, after giving Tang Feng a final glance, quickly followed.

For some reason, she always felt a sense of familiarity with him, but when she tried to recall why, nothing came to mind.

“Brother Tang, I’m sorry, please don’t take offense.

He is a core disciple of the Medicine God Sect and has always been arrogant.”

“It’s fine; whoever he is doesn’t concern me.

Let’s go into the city,” Tang Feng said, taking the lead, and the three others exchanged glances before following.

The Sky Sword Sect’s garrison was not small, covering two thousand square meters, with a small courtyard and a three-story pavilion.

In the city, its status was still quite high, and having a location in the bustling downtown area was no simple feat.

Upon entering the garrison, Tang Feng met an elder who was stationed there.

Refining God Ninth Layer Heaven.

This level of cultivation was similar to that of a sect’s core disciples, and perhaps even inferior.

The moment the elder saw Tang Feng, he felt the man was unfathomably profound.

That Su Han and his companions dared to address such a powerful figure as ‘Brother’ astounded him.

He dared not be negligent and was very polite to Tang Feng.

The three, Su Han included, were naturally delighted, for they had feared the elder might see Tang Feng differently, making things difficult for them.

Tang Feng did not stay at the Sky Sword Sect’s garrison, choosing instead to lodge at an inn outside, and no amount of persuasion from Su Han and the others would change his mind.

In the end, they did not press further and agreed to meet the next day to travel together to Immortal Heaven City.

After Tang Feng left, the garrison elder called Su Han and the others to the hall.

“Elder, do you have orders for us?”

“No, do you know who Tang Feng really is?”

“No idea, he claims to be a Loose Cultivator.”

“If only he were just a Loose Cultivator.

You should treasure this unexpected opportunity; he is quite extraordinary.

If I’m not mistaken, he could possibly be a peerless master,” the elder said.

“Impossible, he looks so young,” Wang Hao remarked.

“Fool, can we Cultivators really judge by age?

For all we know, he might be an old monster who has lived for hundreds of thousands of years,” the garrison elder said with a laugh and a scold.

“That can’t be.

He’s clearly a youth.

But, we will be careful,” Xiao Yue assured.

“Just remember not to cross the line.

Trust me, you’ll understand in time,” the garrison elder advised.

Su Han and the others nodded, then returned to their rooms, their sleep likely restless that night.

Tang Feng walked through the city and found himself, unconsciously, at the headquarters of the Medicine God Palace.

Observing the style of the pavilions, a smile crept upon his face.

Thousands of years had passed, but the style had not changed.

It was still the old way; it seemed his disciples and grand-disciples had not deviated from the path.

With a sweep of his Divine Sense, he was merely curious about what the disciples of the Medicine God Palace were up to—it was an unconscious desire in Tang Feng to understand.

What’s this?

Yin Ruoxue, so coincidentally, he discovered her there.

At this moment, Yin Ruoxue was unaware that someone was watching her.

After freshening up and returning to her room, her mind was filled with the image of the young man, Tang Feng.

“Where have I seen those eyes before?”

Pacing back and forth in her room, she suddenly noticed a painting—it was of the Grandmaster of the Medicine God Palace, and at that instant, she felt as if struck by lightning.

Those eyes penetrated deep into the marrow.

Impossible, utterly impossible!

Yet Yin Ruoxue had to admit, the resemblance between the two pairs of eyes was unprecedented.

Even the figure and appearance were eerily similar.

“What’s wrong with me?

Why would I associate him with the Grandmaster?”

After hearing her muttering, Tang Feng too could not help but wryly smile.

Was this a woman’s intuition?

It was indeed terrifying.

Yin Ruoxue’s guess was not wrong; Tang Feng was indeed the creator of the Medicine God Palace.

However, back then it was known as the Medicine Immortal Sect; he wasn’t sure why it had been renamed to the Medicine God Palace, but one thing was certain—the influence of the Medicine God Palace had diminished.