Urban Immortal Doctor Master
Chapter 844 - 844 843 Made into a paste

844: 843: Made into a paste 844: 843: Made into a paste Over here, the two women were chatting and laughing with Tang Feng.

The earlier ordeal was temporarily put aside.

It had to be said, Tang Feng was an excellent conversationalist; with just a few words, he managed to calm their moods.

Who would have thought that these two had just been on the brink of life and death, betrayed by the people closest to them?

Without anyone to console them, it might have left mental scars lasting a lifetime.

This wasn’t something Tang Feng wanted to see.

As he had mentioned earlier, he admired them.

“Brother Feng, up ahead is my home,” Lin Ning’er said with a smile.

“And where is Xiao Yan’s home?”

“I am an adopted daughter,” Lin Yan’er replied shyly.

In her heart, she always felt a step lower than Lin Ning’er.

Although Ning’er had never looked down on her, Yan’er was mindful of her own status.

Thus, the two women got along harmoniously.

“You should cherish this bond.

The depth of feelings between people cannot always be measured by blood relations,” Tang Feng said.

“We are sisters, forever and always.”

“I deeply admire the bond between you two.

I hope it continues and is never lost because of people or events.

After all, your lives and futures are your own.

Remember, you have already faced death together.

In this world, nothing scarier than that can defeat you.”

Tang Feng would never have expected that his words would inspire the creation of two female War Gods.

Their synchronization in battle was as if they were one person, and from then on, their victories were unstoppable.

Even Divine beings were felled by their hands.

Yet, they never dared claim divinity for themselves, as there was a true divine figure etched in their hearts.

Huh!

What are those two punks hurrying about for?

Seeming not to give him a second glance.

Tang Feng was a bit annoyed.

Did he not even appear to be a strong fighter?

Being too handsome really was a disadvantage sometimes.

As expected, those two punks started fighting not far from the manor—utterly brazen.

Ignoring their Junior Sister in peril earlier was bad enough, but now they actually wanted to kill her.

With a bit of thought, Tang Feng understood their motive.

These two didn’t deserve to live!

Tang Feng was ready to make a move, but just then, two massive hands appeared in the sky, grabbing the two youths and dragging them into the manor.

The two women turned pale; in that brief moment, they touched upon death once more.

Why?

They couldn’t understand.

“You two still haven’t figured it out?

People like them aren’t worth your concern.

Go back.

I won’t go inside today.

I’ll visit again when the time is right.” Tang Feng knew that the Lin Family was cleaning house, and now wasn’t the best time to pay a visit.

Before the two women could say a word, Tang Feng was already lost in the crowd, impossible to find.

After this, they truly never saw Tang Feng again.

This turn of events was something Tang Feng hadn’t foreseen.

Because as soon as he entered the inn, he was surrounded by Qin City’s Patrol Team.

“All men in the God-casting Realm, come with us.”

“Sir, we haven’t committed any crimes, have we?”

“Of course not.

It’s the City Lord’s command.

The relic has been activated,” the patrol captain said with a smile.

“Could it be that we’re being sent to the relic?”

“Exactly.

The City Lord will explain the details personally.

Let’s head to the plaza.”

No one dared refuse.

Tang Feng followed the crowd to the plaza, where at least a million people had gathered.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man dressed in white appeared on the stage.

“Greetings, City Lord.”

Qin City’s City Lord, Qin Tiange.

“No need for formalities.

I have things to tell you all today.

Please quiet down.” Qin Tiange smiled in satisfaction as the crowd fell silent.

Such was authority.

What followed was a motivational speech filled with encouragement and calls for cooperation— urging immortals from the same gathering point to advance and retreat together, help each other when encountered.

Essentially, it was an impassioned rhetoric that left many Immortals bored and drowsy.

Thankfully, Qin Tiange finished after two quarters of an hour.

Afterwards, he announced some rewards— in short, a veiled demand for treasures to be handed over.

Only a fool would comply; otherwise, who would willingly give up their treasures?

Yet Tang Feng was utterly surprised—the people actually agreed!

After pondering, he understood why.

It was none other than the use of Soul Control Techniques, which bore similarities to Spirit Control Techniques but were vastly inferior to the latter, which had already ascended in level.

Over a million immortals boarded more than a thousand Immortal Boats headed to the Ancient Relics.

Tang Feng had his first experience aboard one.

Though inferior to his own Immortal Boat, these were clearly far superior to ordinary ones.

“What’s on your mind?” A man nearby noticed Tang Feng sitting on the safety railing of the Immortal Boat and approached to inquire.

“Nothing much.

Just seeing you alone and wanting someone to drink with.” With that, he pulled out a bottle of wine.

Such easygoing friendliness left even Tang Feng a bit startled.

“Alright.

However, put away your wine; drink mine instead,” Tang Feng said with a laugh.

“Fine.”

Both turned out to be avid drinkers, without a doubt.

Tang Feng’s wine was remarkable: the more you drank, the purer it tasted, the more uplifting it felt.

It was as if even the soul was ascending—a truly fine wine!

“Brother Lin, this wine is truly superb!” Wang Polin exclaimed, laughing.

“Naturally.

It’s peerless in the world.

You’re in for a treat.”

“I am Wang Polin.

May I ask your name, good sir?”

“Tang Feng.”

“Brother Tang, Old Wang is honored to call you a friend,” Wang Polin said with a grin.

“Likewise.” The two drank another bowl, enjoying themselves immensely.

Such was life—meeting a friend and treating them with warmth and sincerity.

The conversation flowed more vividly as they discussed all manner of topics, eventually turning to the relic.

“These relics may not be a blessed land but likely a burial ground—a celestial burial ground,” Wang Polin remarked.

“How do you know this?” Tang Feng was intrigued, surprised by this information.

“Brother Tang, if you trust me, heed these points: avoid water and detours, retreat before forests, climb when encountering mountains, and kill when encountering men.”

“Why is that?”

“I cannot explain further.

Just trust me.

It’s a shame we’re not together; otherwise, it would be perfect.” Wang Polin laughed.

“No matter.

Perhaps we’ll meet again.

Come, drink.” The two finished their wine and returned to their rooms.

Next was quietly awaiting the Immortal Boat’s arrival above the relic.

Boom!

Two days later, explosions rang out continuously in the skies.

The passengers emerged from their rooms to find, in the distance, numerous Immortal Boats suddenly being smashed apart by massive falling rocks—rocks impervious even to Immortal Cannon fire, attesting to their astounding durability.

Curious as they were, it didn’t take long for the danger to reach them.

Boom!

As expected, the Immortal Boat carrying Tang Feng was also struck down.

In the air, the colossal rocks grew more numerous.

Immortals aboard the boat hurried to find safe places.

Yet many still failed to escape.

A significant portion were crushed by the rocks, leaving no remains behind.

It was a tragic and horrifying sight, an early demise before any success could be achieved.

“Brother Tang, see you inside!” Wang Polin, holding a copper mirror, vanished swiftly amidst the falling rocks.

Impressive—the copper mirror was clearly not ordinary.

It could halt the rocks in their tracks, likely a time-related artifact.

Brother Wang’s background was certainly extraordinary.

Tang Feng, on the other hand, relied on no defenses, confronting the rocks head-on with his bare body.

This scene left countless onlookers stunned, witnessing sheer dominance.

Even Divine beings widened their eyes—these individuals whose pride towered above all watched in awe as Tang Feng faced the massive rocks unharmed.

None dared provoke him anymore.

“Who is this man?

His physical prowess is unparalleled!”

“What a supremely domineering and mighty young man!” The eyes of some women burned with fiery admiration.

Missing out on such a man would truly be a loss.

Unconcerned with their musings, Tang Feng had already landed safely within the relic.

On the ground, massive carvings of hands etched with intricate patterns were clearly visible.