Urban Immortal Doctor Master
Chapter 854 - 854 853 Gift from Shangguan Qingyu

854: 853: Gift from Shangguan Qingyu 854: 853: Gift from Shangguan Qingyu Tang Feng had indeed immersed himself in cultivation; the Supreme Divine Scripture was undoubtedly a treasure.

Not only was the cultivation speed astonishingly fast, but its compatibility was exceptionally high.

It felt as though it had been tailor-made for him.

With the Divine Scripture, Tang Feng no longer had to stumble blindly in the dark; at least the path ahead was no longer unclear.

The Supreme Divine Scripture specialized in cultivating the Divine Soul, and at its highest realm, it could shatter stars with a single thought.

Using the Divine Soul to suppress and kill opponents was undoubtedly a method favored by many.

No one would prefer to achieve victory through the grueling toll of high-intensity warfare.

Effortlessly crushing one’s opponent was the true essence of supremacy, and it was also the ultimate aim of Practitioners.

It bore a striking resemblance to the military strategy of prioritizing psychological attacks.

All in all, Tang Feng discovered his Divine Soul was growing terrifyingly more powerful and would continue to strengthen, which explained why so many people had fought over this Divine Art.

Yet just the Conception Technique alone left Tang Feng utterly baffled.

It was too intricate, too mysterious; at his current level, he could not comprehend it.

However, the more unreachable it seemed, the more delighted he was.

If it were too easy to grasp, it would only prove the Divine Scripture to be mediocre.

Previously, he had believed that the Divine Fruit and Divine Crystal were his greatest treasures, but now it was clear the Divine Scripture was the ultimate reward.

Upon waking, Tang Feng immediately sought Shangguan Qingyu, only to realize he hadn’t seen her for a long time.

Using his Divine Sense to scan, he couldn’t find Shangguan Qingyu.

Where had she gone?

Suddenly, Tang Feng felt a pang of concern.

Shangguan Qingyu was far too naïve, like an unmarked sheet of paper.

Should she encounter someone cunning, the consequences could be disastrous.

He had promised her brother he would take care of her, and now he could no longer remain calm.

After leaving the Immortal Boat, he promptly dispatched the Immortal Puppets to search for Shangguan Qingyu, yet she seemed to have vanished into thin air.

Still, the study bore clear traces of her presence.

Some of her clothes were missing, though her dress still hung there.

It seemed she left by her own will.

If someone had taken her by force, it wouldn’t have made sense to leave the Immortal Boat behind.

If she left voluntarily, where could she have gone?

Back when he first met her, Tang Feng had occasionally speculated that she might know the locations of many treasures within the ruins.

Was it possible she withheld this knowledge to keep it all for herself?

That didn’t seem likely.

Given how well he had treated her, she’d surely share, wouldn’t she?

Not to mention, he was her savior.

There were too many unanswered questions, and for a moment, Tang Feng wasn’t sure of anything.

What should he do?

If he didn’t search for her, he would worry about her safety.

If he did, he feared she might return only to find him and the Immortal Boat gone.

He left the Ancestor Tea Plant and Ancestor Maggot behind.

Their current strength was sufficient to overshadow others within the Divine Realm, and leaving them behind ensured a vital lifeline.

These two companions—a plant and a beast—had been with him for so long that Tang Feng could never bear to part with them.

Moreover, they would continue to be irreplaceable allies in the future.

This time, Tang Feng also stationed plenty of Sword Eagles around, as well as a significant number of Purple Gold Dragon Eagles.

Then, Tang Feng embarked on another Immortal Boat.

Along the way, whenever he encountered Cultivators, he inquired about her whereabouts.

Surprisingly, luck was on his side, and he managed to gather some information.

The woman had indeed ventured out on her own and managed to make quite a name for herself.

Cold Rash, aloof and taciturn, ruthless in her methods, decisively formidable—these traits caused others to respect her while keeping their distance.

They said she attracted a considerable following.

They claimed they were protecting Shangguan Qingyu, though their true intentions were likely far more sinister.

Being around someone for long periods could genuinely alter their motives, and Tang Feng naturally didn’t want such changes to occur in her life.

Finding her quickly was imperative.

Yet, over the next month, Tang Feng searched everywhere but found no trace of her.

Realizing he was about to be transported away, Tang Feng had no choice but to return to the Immortal Boat, though still to his disappointment.

An hour later, Tang Feng finally succumbed to the inevitable pull of a transporting force.

In the next instant, he would be sent away.

Wait—what was that?

A white note.

He didn’t have time to read its contents; all he could do was sigh in frustration.

When he opened his eyes again, he was already on the battlefield.

Meanwhile, the ruins suddenly trembled with a loud rumble, sinking into the void and disappearing within a few blinks.

This—he had just lost nearly a thousand Immortal Puppets in one fell blow.

Though upset by this, he could afford the loss; crafting more wouldn’t pose a significant challenge.

Outside the battlefield, intelligent people had gathered nearby—it was an excellent place to conduct business.

After all, merchants never entirely act out of goodwill for others; they always weigh their interests above all.

Staying in the hub of activity, Tang Feng wandered briefly but ultimately gained nothing from his search.

Frustration, unease—Tang Feng’s mind was preoccupied with thoughts of Shangguan Qingyu.

She had become a figure of renown, yet remained unseen, her location unknown.

Tang Feng resorted to issuing a mission: anyone providing Shangguan Qingyu’s location would receive ten thousand Immortal Crystals.

The mission sparked an immediate sensation; practically everyone accepted it.

Tang Feng continued sweeping through the stalls and, eventually, stumbled upon a fragmented Copper Mirror.

To others, it was nothing but junk, but to Tang Feng, it was a treasure, and a highly useful one at that.

Having acquired several damaged Divine Artifacts, Tang Feng’s mood lifted somewhat.

However, trouble soon came knocking.

A low-level Venerate Palace Realm dared to antagonize Tang Feng, which he found nothing short of amusing.

The ensuing events proved to be even more interesting: inside the Venerate Palace Realm’s spatial ring was an Immortal Boat.

Though it was of inferior quality, it was better than nothing.

Using it as a reward for completing missions wasn’t a bad idea either.

Over the following days, Tang Feng refrained from going out, devoting his time to repairing damaged artifacts.

Tinkering with breached Divine Artifacts brought him a peculiar joy.

More importantly, he was waiting for Shangguan Qingyu to emerge.

Tang Feng’s cunning methods had attracted the attention of certain individuals.

One rainy day, someone finally sought him out.

Though they brought back bits of information, none were decisive.

“The money will arrive in ten days,” Tang Feng dismissed curtly.

After these people left, Tang Feng moved without delay.

Regardless of whether she was still there or not, he had to check the area.

As for the Red Snake Group, their only plausible reason for interfering would be seeking their own demise.

Stationing himself outside the Red Snake Group’s encampment, Tang Feng used Divine Sense to scan their cultivation levels.

Once he gauged their capabilities, he infiltrated their ranks—it was time for a slaughter.

If killing was necessary, Tang Feng showed no mercy.

His approach was indiscriminate.

The members of the Red Snake Group barely had time to comprehend the situation before being exterminated one by one until only the last person remained.

“Who are you?

Why are you killing us?” the man stammered in terror.

He swore he had never wronged someone like Tang Feng.

“You need not know who I am.

Recognize this woman?” Tang Feng showed him Shangguan Qingyu’s photograph.

“I’ve seen her, but we haven’t done anything to her!”

“Enough!

A true man owns up to his actions.

Where is she now?”

“I truly don’t know.”

“If you don’t know, then you die.” Tang Feng eliminated the final member without hesitation.

Word of the massacre spread across the battlefield, leaving people astounded.

They assumed Shangguan Qingyu had carried it out.

Consequently, any sight of her made bystanders scatter far away, terrified of becoming collateral damage.

Tang Feng returned to the hub to keep gathering information, and finally received concrete news about Shangguan Qingyu.

A place called Spirit Turtle Cliff.

Apparently, an Innate Divine Artifact had emerged there, attracting masses to the site.

Tang Feng paid ten thousand Immortal Crystals for a map.

Three days later, Spirit Turtle Cliff was packed with masses of people.

In the center stood a lone woman surrounded by attackers.