Urban Immortal Doctor Master
Chapter 685 - 685 684 The Might of the Sea Demon

685: 684: The Might of the Sea Demon 685: 684: The Might of the Sea Demon Throughout the journey, Tang Feng did not need to ask for directions to the Jinshen Platform; he feared that even if he did ask, others would not know.

Taking out the token, it automatically guided the Spirit Boat in the right direction.

Of course, he had not given up on studying this token.

If he was not mistaken, it likely that some powerful being had fused the Jinshen Platform’s Small World with this token.

Its purpose was to act as a guide, and considering the age of the token, it must be at least a million years old.

In the Cultivation World, a million years was indeed not a short time; it seemed these tokens were reused.

Thus, the function of this token was probably not limited to just guiding; there must be other unknown effects, which could only be understood by undertaking the journey personally.

What surprised Tang Feng was that the route to the Jinshen Platform actually crossed the sea.

And looking at the busy port, this sea route must be very prosperous.

Subsequently, Tang Feng discovered three large Spirit Ships, all loaded with cultivators, some weak, and others strong, but the majority were strong beings above the Second Tribulation Realm.

After Tang Feng consumed the Hidden Vein Fruit, he appeared to be a cultivator who had not even reached the First Tribulation Realm; naturally, most paid him no mind.

“Young man, my mistress has invited you,” a maid approached Tang Feng and said.

“Does your mistress know me?” Tang Feng followed.

“I don’t know, but you had better not harbor any ill intentions, or you’re on your own,” the maid warned as she led Tang Feng to the outside of a room.

“Does your mistress know me?” Tang Feng asked with a smile.

“You wish,” she retorted.

Saying this, she opened the door, went inside, and soon came back out, letting Tang Feng enter alone.

As Tang Feng walked into the room, a faint, revitalizing fragrance wafted through the air—Soul Revitalizing Fragrance, definitely high-class; this woman must be no ordinary person.

After passing through a small anteroom, Tang Feng saw the lady of the room.

Dressed in white robes, with waist-length long hair, her snow-white delicate hands and slender, peerless fingers, she stood in front of the window, gazing out at the sea, her profile exuding an unparalleled elegance.

What was Heaven trying to do, always letting him meet women of unmatched beauty?

It’s unrealistic for a man to remain unmoved at the sight of a beautiful woman.

The first glance brought appreciation, and the next thought was possession.

However, most people could control these latter thoughts, and Tang Feng was no different; he did not believe the beauty would throw herself into his arms.

The more beautiful a woman, the more terrifying she could be.

To protect themselves, they only became stronger and would stop at nothing to achieve their goals.

What did this woman want?

He sat down at the table, and taking a cup of still-steaming tea, he felt a warm sensation circulating within him, which felt very pleasant.

Since entering, he had not spoken.

The woman had also remained silent, but eventually, she turned around to refill the pot.

“How does it taste?” The woman asked curtly and coolly, yet without making him feel unwelcome at all.

It seemed perfectly natural for her to act this way.

Tang Feng extended his cup toward her, and after a brief pause, she filled it up for him.

“This is the first time I’ve poured tea for someone; even my parents have never received this treatment,” she shared.

“I am honored.

Please, speak freely,” Tang Feng felt he had the upper hand and thus initiated the conversation.

“You are indeed extraordinary.

I need your help,” the woman spoke straightforwardly.

“You overestimate me; I fear I may not be much help to you,” Tang Feng responded.

“You jest, sir.

I noticed you even before you boarded the ship; of all the people here, none are likely a match for you,” she observed.

“The young lady must have made a mistake in her observation.”

“Hehe, you need not hide it.

My room has a hidden array, and even a Fourth Tribulation Loose Immortal couldn’t manage as effortlessly as you did,” the woman chuckled.

Upon hearing this, Tang Feng was stunned, followed by a bitter smile and a shake of his head.

It seemed he had been careless, not anticipating her cunning; but what did it matter, he had no interest anyway.

“Sorry, I can’t help you with your issue.

And thanks for the tea, though it wasn’t that good.” He rose and left after speaking.

Damn it!

“Miss, shall we kill him?” After Tang Feng left, a petite figure emerged behind the woman, brimming with killing intent.

As long as the woman commanded, the maid would unsheathe herself like a sword without any hesitation.

“Xin’er, you’re no match for him,” the woman said as she poured herself another cup of tea, her gaze vacant.

“Even though I’m no match for him, his attitude towards you was excessively rude,” the maid stated.

“You may leave,” the woman said, no longer speaking.

She then stood up again and looked out at the sea, her expression lost in thought.

Meanwhile, Tang Feng returned to his own room, which was far less grand than the woman’s.

However, he didn’t mind; it was just a place to stay.

A day later, the wind over the sea grew stronger, and the boat began to rock slightly.

Any slightly knowledgeable cultivator knew something was amiss.

You have to realize that they were on a Spirit Ship, which wouldn’t normally be swayed even by gale force winds or three-meter-high waves.

But now the entire ship was shaking—an extremely abnormal occurrence.

The owner of the Spirit Ship was sweating profusely.

He had been running ships for more than a day or two, but such bad luck was a first.

“Everyone listen, we may have encountered a Sea Demon Beast.

Please prepare for battle—those who can must contribute.

If we fail, the Spirit Ship will sink and we’ll all be doomed.”

The majority of cultivators on board tensed.

The Sea Demon Beasts were kings in the seas, their combat power much stronger than that found on land.

However, the shrewd ones knew that confronting a Sea Demon Beast was nearly synonymous with seeking death.

Encountering several from the Forbidden Zone would likely be the end for the whole ship.

Of course, such old demons generally didn’t show up.

But this time was different.

The skies filled with a mist as colorful as the clouds signaled that if it wasn’t an old demon appearing, it was certainly a colossal presence among the Sea Demon Beasts.

A gleam appeared in Tang Feng’s eyes as he realized what was happening.

It seemed that woman was in possession of a great treasure, no wonder others were interested.

She had hidden it well.

At this moment, the ship’s atmosphere was fraught with panic.

The cultivators who boarded this Spirit Ship were hardly high-ranking individuals; otherwise, they would have chosen a Flying Boat or higher-class Spirit Ship.

The stronger cultivators generally would not board such a standard Spirit Ship.

Seeing themselves as different, they naturally did not want to mingle with ordinary cultivators.

“Attention, a hundred meters ahead, ten-foot waves,” someone announced.

Upon hearing this, everyone hurriedly sought to protect themselves, grasping either the ship’s column or railing.

Yet, many retreated to the second layer—did they not realize the horrific consequence of backwashing waters?

Perhaps when facing danger, most people would choose to hide.

The ten-foot waves soared two feet above the ship’s body, striking down hard, leaving the deck in disarray.

And this was only the first of the big waves.

The eye could see layers of surging waves slamming towards them.

The Spirit Ship was in grave peril.

With no other choice, the ship owner activated the Defense Shield.

Activating it meant that this trip was likely for naught, as he watched the formation rapidly absorb Spirit Stones, his heart in agony.

In just a few moments, tens of thousands of Spirit Stones were devoured by the formation.

Yet, it still failed to withstand the assault of the waves.

After enduring more than fifty such strikes, the Defense Shield violently shattered, instantly leaving the deck ruined, and countless cultivators dead or injured.

Those cultivators who had hidden in the second and third layers now also faced the danger of the waters backwashing.

If this continued, the Spirit Ship was surely doomed.