Urban Immortal Doctor Master
Chapter 883 - 883 882 Profound Sun Sect

883: 882: Profound Sun Sect 883: 882: Profound Sun Sect In the next few days, Tang Feng stayed with the six people.

Strangely, ever since he started tagging along with them, he was no longer trapped in formations.

It seemed like his predicament changed just by being with these people.

These days weren’t exactly easy either.

They encountered several Divine Beasts at the Peak of God King realm, which left them in quite a sorry state.

However, their results were impressive, and Tang Feng’s formations first showed their might, causing the five men and one woman to be astonished.

Still, his strength left the five men rather depressed.

Why?

Because their beautiful Junior Sister often lingered around Tang Feng, bursting into hearty laughter from time to time.

They had known her for so many years.

Yes, she had laughed before, but never so freely and happily.

Jealousy, envy, hatred.

But what could they do?

Without Tang Feng’s formations, could they have slain those Divine Beasts at the Peak of God King realm?

Perhaps they could, but not without casualties—or possibly worse outcomes.

What could they say?

They somewhat regretted letting Tang Feng tag along, but they truly couldn’t do without him now.

It was a helpless situation, indeed.

Watching their Junior Sister’s glowing expression made their hearts bleed.

Please, don’t—don’t let this guy take her away.

Every man has a goddess in his heart, and naturally, they couldn’t bear to see her claimed by someone else.

Out of sight, maybe they could endure.

But watching their goddess drift further and further away right before their eyes—it was unbearable.

“What does this guy have that we don’t?” One of the Outer Disciples finally couldn’t hold back as he watched Junior Sister inch closer to Tang Feng.

“Alright, even if he wasn’t here, she wouldn’t pick us anyway.

Some women can only be admired from afar.

Dream about them if you must, but that’s it.

It’s better to focus on improving our cultivation.

Women are just fleeting visitors in our lives.”

How sour that sounded.

The classic defense of someone who can’t have what they want.

“Junior Sister, Brother Tang, come over and eat.” The five senior brothers had now been relegated to barbecue attendants.

They had no other choice—this task would never be assigned to Tang Feng.

From one perspective, Tang Feng was a guest.

From another perspective, Tang Feng was Junior Sister’s savior.

Would they dare let him do any work?

Tang Feng and Miao Ruolan were just walking over when, from the other direction, several unexpected visitors appeared.

In an instant, the expressions of the Divine Peak Sect members darkened.

“Oh, isn’t this Ruolan Goddess?

I didn’t expect fate would bring us together like this.” A young man at the forefront walked over joyously.

The group behind him followed suit, grinning from ear to ear.

“Han Kun.”

Miao Ruolan’s smile vanished instantly.

She instinctively moved closer to Tang Feng.

“Who are they?” Tang Feng asked.

“Outer Disciples of the Profound Sun Sect.

That Han Dong is the Sect Master’s nephew,” Miao Ruolan whispered.

“He’s interested in you?” Tang Feng chuckled.

“Stop laughing.

He’s no good at all—ruthless and vicious.

In a moment, you must protect me,” Miao Ruolan said.

Tang Feng glanced at Miao Ruolan, his lips curling into a smile.

“Miss Miao, I’m afraid I can’t defeat them.”

“I believe in you.” Miao Ruolan’s face lit up with a confident smile.

On the other side, Han Kun’s expression turned terrifyingly dark as he saw Miao Ruolan chatting and laughing with another man.

“Ruolan, aren’t you going to introduce me?” Han Kun smiled at Tang Feng, though the sharp intent in his gaze was unmasked.

“Why should I?

You’re not welcome here—leave at once.” Miao Ruolan replied coldly.

“Miao Ruolan, don’t refuse the face I’m giving you.

Who do you think you are?” A disciple behind Han Kun pointed at her and scolded.

Slap!

Han Kun turned around and slapped the disciple across the face.

“When did I say you could interrupt me?”

“Senior Brother, I—” The disciple was dumbfounded by the slap but didn’t dare say anything and shrank back dejectedly.

“Apologies.

My junior brother doesn’t know how to speak properly.

Ruolan, since we’ve met by chance, surely it’s not too much to share a meal together?” Han Kun said with a smile.

“Sorry, I can’t eat with you here,” Miao Ruolan replied.

“Han Kun, you should leave,” said one of the Divine Peak Sect disciples, walking forward.

“And who do you think you are, daring to call this young master by his name?” Han Kun sneered before striking with his palm.

The Divine Peak Sect disciple, caught off guard, was sent flying instantly.

“Senior Brother!” The remaining four members drew their swords and rushed at Han Kun.

Fools who overestimated themselves.

The disciples of the Profound Sun Sect moved as well, bombarding the Divine Peak Sect disciples with techniques resembling blazing suns.

In mere moments, the Divine Peak Sect disciples were completely overpowered.

One after another, they fell injured.

This enraged Miao Ruolan, her teeth gritting in fury, but there was nothing she could do.

These people’s cultivation levels were undeniably superior to theirs, and the Profound Sun Sect was the strongest among the surrounding sects.

The Profound Sun Technique utterly suppressed the Divine Peak Sect’s Three Suns Technique.

“Han Kun, are you declaring war on the Divine Peak Sect?” Miao Ruolan shouted angrily.

“Ruolan, you’re mistaken.

How could I possibly want to fight the Divine Peak Sect?

It’s just that your junior brothers have a poor grasp of manners, so I’m teaching them how to conduct themselves.

Don’t worry, I won’t take their lives—I’m doing this out of respect for you.

Now, sharing a meal shouldn’t be an issue, right?” Han Kun said with a smile.

“Despicable!

Eat if you want, and choke on it for all I care!” Miao Ruolan was clearly afraid.

She knew she wasn’t their match, and as for Tang Feng—aside from his formations, she hadn’t really seen him fight.

His strength remained a mystery.

But at this moment, he was her only hope.

“Hey, you, come over here,” Han Kun gestured at Tang Feng with his finger.

Tang Feng pointed at himself and smiled.

“Are you sure you’re calling me?”

“Quit the nonsense.

Who else would I be calling?” blurted one of the others before Han Kun could reply.

“Alright, I’ll come.

What do you want?” Tang Feng said with a smile.

“Haha—now that’s more like it.

Come, roast a leg for the few of us,” said a Profound Sun Sect disciple, settling down arrogantly.

“Tang Feng, you can’t do this!” Miao Ruolan exclaimed.

“Miss Miao, does he dare not do it?” Another disciple burst into laughter, followed by the others.

Tang Feng smiled faintly, picked up a roasted leg, and started walking toward the Profound Sun Sect disciples.

“Tang Feng, have some dignity, would you!” Miao Ruolan was furious.

Seeing her reaction, the Profound Sun Sect disciples laughed even louder.

Tang Feng approached one of them and said, “Are you sure you want the roasted leg I’m offering?”

“Why wouldn’t I?

You look like someone suited to this kind of work.”

Tang Feng smiled calmly and extended the roasted leg.

The Profound Sun Sect disciple reached out to take it.

Suddenly!

Just as Miao Ruolan was filled with disappointment, that Profound Sun Sect disciple vanished without a trace.

At that moment, no one could remain calm.

“You!

What have you done?” Han Kun’s eyes narrowed sharply.

Only now did he realize that he had misjudged Tang Feng—there was something odd about this guy.

“You must be joking.

I only brought over a roasted leg.

But what happened to your junior brother?

Why didn’t he take it?” Tang Feng said with a smirk.

“It must be you!

You dare harm our junior brother?

You’re dead!” one of the disciples roared, launching an attack.

Miao Ruolan, fearing the worst, couldn’t bear to watch.

She imagined the gruesome fate of her sectmate and knew she couldn’t just stand by, so she raised her sword and struck.

Yet her attack hit nothing but air.

Just as the Profound Sun Sect disciple reached Tang Feng, his entire body turned intangible.

Now, everyone was staring at Tang Feng as if he were a monster.

How had he done it?

“Tang Feng, so…

so you’re this powerful?” Miao Ruolan, snapping back to her senses, exclaimed in joyful surprise.

“Not at all.

I didn’t do anything.

What’s wrong with those Profound Sun Sect disciples anyway?” Tang Feng said, feigning ignorance.

“Heh, still playing dumb?” Miao Ruolan couldn’t help but laugh, feeling a surge of delight at his expression.

Indeed, she hadn’t misjudged him.