Urban Immortal Doctor Master
Chapter 858 - 858 857 Immortal Realm Transmission

858: 857: Immortal Realm Transmission 858: 857: Immortal Realm Transmission This is entirely self-inflicted—punishment for letting his heart wander.

But now, what can be done?

A man ought to face the consequences of his own decisions.

He chased after Shangguan Qingyu, and without a word, pulled her into his arms.

“Are you angry?”

“Angry?

Why would I be angry?

I’m no one to you.”

“You sure about that?”

“Am I?”

“Well then, I’ll make sure you are now.” The scene Tang Feng had imagined for so long finally played out, albeit earlier than expected.

He made sure to kiss her fiercely—so fiercely that Shangguan Qingyu’s body melted in his embrace, until he finally let her go.

“Consider yourself claimed now.

So, do you have anything left to say?”

“Outrageous.” She pushed Tang Feng away and ran off.

Her shy demeanor left Tang Feng chuckling to himself.

Regarding love, he wasn’t an inexperienced boy, but every encounter still made his heart race.

To be honest, the feeling reminded him of possessing the Flowers Painting—there were so many women around him now, and having dozens of beauties gathered together was no ordinary feat.

Most people would struggle to find even one wife.

His luck with women was truly unstoppable.

Tang Feng scanned the area with his Divine Sense and found the three women sitting around the dining table, chatting and laughing.

Suddenly, it dawned on him.

Turns out Shangguan Qingyu was playing with him.

The three of them were obviously getting along well; her earlier visit was probably intentional.

Fine, if you dare to tease me, then I’ll make sure you taste some of your own medicine later.

When Tang Feng walked into the dining room, the three women stood up.

The laughter disappeared, replaced by an air of discord, as if they were truly not in harmony.

But the reality was—they had planned this.

What they hadn’t anticipated was that their subtle schemes had already been seen through by Tang Feng.

Smiling, Tang Feng walked over.

“Who cooked this?

It looks pretty good.” He took the main seat.

The three women said nothing, clearly wanting Tang Feng to figure it out himself.

Tang Feng was speechless.

How could he guess when he hadn’t even tasted it before?

Still, from their initial glances, he picked up a few hints.

He decided to point out the answer quickly, for fear of mixing it up if he hesitated.

Luckily, he guessed correctly.

Seeing the three women’s satisfied smiles, he felt a sense of relief.

“You’re smarter than I thought.” What followed was somewhat frustrating—each of the women kept serving him food, ensuring his bowl was always full.

“Are you going to let me eat at all?”

“Eat faster,” Shangguan Qingyu urged.

It was her first time cooking, and while her skills were barely passable, she showed the most enthusiasm, nearly bringing Tang Feng to his knees.

Fortunately, his digestion wasn’t slow, or he’d be in real trouble.

It truly wasn’t easy to accept favors from beautiful women.

Balancing everything equally between them was an impossible lesson he’d likely have to study forever.

Fortunately, the three women were understanding and didn’t create unnecessary drama; otherwise, who knows what chaos might ensue?

After dinner, the three worked together to clean up, dividing responsibilities with seamless cooperation.

Seeing this, Tang Feng felt genuinely at ease.

Shangguan Qingyu’s status was exceptional—it wasn’t easy for her to lower herself like this.

Ye Qinglan and Tian Xiaolei were naturally not the type of women to act arrogantly.

Truthfully, when they followed Tang Feng away from Earth, they’d already mentally prepared themselves.

They were intelligent women; some things were understood but left unspoken.

Otherwise, they wouldn’t have joined him in the first place.

Moreover, they could sense Tang Feng’s genuine care for them, so they didn’t mind.

Perhaps life with other men wouldn’t be as exciting, and decades later, they might have ended up as mere skeletons.

Now, not only were they growing stronger with each passing day, but their lives were carefree—especially in cultivation, where Immortal Pills were never in short supply.

Money was freely spent, their status was high, and in Tang City, even the Immortals addressed them as City Lord’s Wife.

This brought them immense pride, and they believed that one day, Tang City would undoubtedly become one of Tang Feng’s most powerful assets.

Their minds were simple, really.

Love and affection mattered, but safety was most important.

If they could spend a little more time together, it would be even better.

“You three, go take a bath.

I’ll take you out for a stroll later,” Tang Feng said with a smile.

The three women’s faces lit up with joy, and they hurried off to the room together.

Tang Feng went to the main hall to listen to reports from the Immortal Puppets.

Soon after, Shadow One appeared beside him.

“How’s the situation in the city?”

“Fairly stable.

Everything is under our control.”

Tang Feng opened the detailed reports, which left nothing out.

Truly meticulous talent at work.

The comings and goings of every single person, even those of the Hundred Clans, were recorded precisely—where they stayed, what they did—all crystal clear.

“Shadow One, let me teach you a Divine Skill.” Tang Feng shared Star Fall with her.

As someone he trusted implicitly, he naturally spared no effort.

“Master, I have a request?”

“Speak freely.”

“Could you let me have two outfits?” Shadow One asked.

“What kind of outfits?”

“The ones worn by the Lady and the others.”

“Sure, go pick them later.”

“But Master, I don’t know how to wear them.” Tang Feng paused, a thought coming to him.

If she couldn’t dress herself properly, then it was perfect.

He took her into the Immortal Boat.

Of course, what followed was quite the blessing.

Shadow One initially didn’t realize what was happening, but by the time she did, everything had already unfolded before Tang Feng’s eyes.

“You must fulfill your duties now.” Shadow One stood under the moonlight, presenting herself fully.

Tang Feng’s expression needed no description—he was utterly stunned, even too nervous to fasten a button for her.

“Master, is it…

done?”

“Done?

Look at you—how could it possibly be done?” With that, he wrapped his arms around her.

The two embraced tightly, and later, Shadow One knelt down.

Everything from that point was left unsaid.

Someone kept his eyes closed, unwilling to open them.

The sensation was too exhilarating.

Shadow One, traditionally reserved, acted boldly this time.

She knew missing this chance would make future opportunities scarce, with their encounters becoming fewer and rarer over time.

Shadow One succeeded.

Overcome with joy, she even wept.

From then on, she would no longer be an outsider.

Naturally, her devotion to Tang Feng deepened.

Seeing Shadow One satisfied, Tang Feng cursed himself internally.

He had thought he could hold back.

But it turned out he couldn’t.

“Shadow One, starting today, focus on your cultivation.” Tang Feng taught her another Divine Skill—the Blood Shadow Soul Chasing Technique.

A true Divine Art; with its powers, her ability to protect herself became incomparable.

“Thank you, Master.”

“I’m not your master.

From now on, call me husband.”

“Yes, Husband.

Shadow Ying takes her leave.”

“Rest well.

Tomorrow, I’ll find you again.” He gave her a playful slap on the hill, making her feel overjoyed.

This man liking her was all that mattered.

When Tang Feng returned to the main hall, the three women were already waiting.

Fortunately, they didn’t catch on—Shadow One’s presence remained a complete secret.

Even Shangguan Qingyu was kept in the dark.

She was part of Tang Feng’s most confidential force.

If used well, it would rival even the strength of a Super Force’s top experts.

Tang Feng smiled with satisfaction.

He took the three women on a stroll through Tang City’s streets.