Urban Immortal Doctor Master
Chapter 885 - 885 884 The Wealth-Bringing Good Person

885: 884: The Wealth-Bringing Good Person 885: 884: The Wealth-Bringing Good Person Miao Ruolan charged forward alone, eager to rush straight into the treasure vault of the Secret Realm, but things were not as smooth as she had hoped.

Along the way, shattered mountains scattered across the land, dilapidated pavilions and broken towers painted a picture of desolation and decay.

Yet, the Divine Element within the Small Secret Realm was exceptionally abundant.

Truly worthy of being the cave of a powerful cultivator.

Tang Feng, however, focused on the details.

Most people who entered believed the treasures were hidden deep within the Secret Realm, unaware that they might actually be something insignificant along the roadside.

For instance, a tree, a blade of grass, or even a piece of broken stone.

Tang Feng moved very slowly, almost losing sight of Miao Ruolan and her group.

Meanwhile, the others seemed completely unbothered by such things.

Their thoughts were consumed with reaching the depths of the cave.

According to accounts from previous generations, only the outer layer of this Secret Realm had been accessed; the middle and inner layers were entirely impenetrable.

Thus, the God Kings entering this time all carried treasures specifically for force-opening the way.

If the inner layer couldn’t be breached, the prohibitions of the middle layer were bound to be broken.

Miao Ruolan also carried a treasure for breaking through.

Hence her impatience.

Not long after, they halted, smiles appearing on their faces; they had encountered two groups of their own allies.

However, the groups were locked in a stand-off with other sects, seemingly at a slight disadvantage to them.

With Miao Ruolan’s arrival, the balance tipped.

In fact, they now appeared somewhat stronger.

The Profound Sun Sect was present but in small numbers, consisting of merely six people.

The other two sects had more than ten members each, making them relatively stronger, but still not vastly different in strength.

The situation now before them was clear: how to break the prohibition, and how to allocate the spoils afterward.

It must be said that the Divine Peak Sect was quite tragic.

Initially, their numbers and strength gave them an advantage, making it seem like they’d take the lead.

But unexpectedly, the other sects joined forces in an instant, targeting them first.

“Not good, we must retreat quickly,” Miao Ruolan, being relatively cautious, noticed the movements of the other sects and immediately stepped back.

She certainly didn’t think their group of twenty or so people could rival the opposition.

While she managed to retreat, her senior and junior sect members lacked such awareness.

By the time they wanted to escape, it was already too late.

In mere moments, Miao Ruolan watched them being slaughtered to the last, right before her very eyes.

Not even afforded a chance to resist.

Terror-stricken, she urged her Divine Beast and fled.

The leaders of the sect alliance wouldn’t let her escape, quickly intercepting her.

“Tang Feng, hurry and save me!”

In her desperation, she could only call for help.

The other sect members now turned their attention to Tang Feng.

By this time, Tang Feng had leisurely made his way forward.

“Miao Ruolan, are you seriously expecting him to save you?

Surely you’re joking.” Someone scoffed, drawing laughter from the crowd.

An Early Stage God King—nothing worthy of their attention.

With a flash of their eyes, several Middle-stage God King disciples began walking toward Tang Feng.

“Outnumbered?

Ah, how terrifying,” Tang Feng remarked with a smirk.

“Haha!

Kid, it’s too late for fear now,” one of them said before striking first.

A minor figure like him was some easy entertainment.

But then, something unexpected occurred.

A sight revealed itself—a Sword Eagle appeared beside Tang Feng, its body shimmering with lightning.

Its realm was High-level Divine, and it looked exceedingly majestic.

Its feathers glittered dazzlingly.

“Such a Divine Artifact.”

The one who had attacked couldn’t help but quietly praise.

In that moment, his sword reached Tang Feng, seemingly about to strike, but the Sword Eagle acted.

Opening its mouth, it released a beam of lightning onto the sword.

The God King disciple sneered disdainfully.

Just a mere streak of lightning trying to stop him—how laughable.

But in the next instant, he froze.

His entire body was engulfed in sparks, struck down to the ground.

Electricity coursed through him, his body spasming until he finally fell silent.

The others who witnessed this were dumbfounded.

When did Divine Spirit Realm Divine Beasts become so powerful?

No, this wasn’t just ordinary lightning—it was purple Divine Thunder.

Someone among them recalled something and gasped.

“Divine Thunder?

Don’t overthink it.

That eagle is merely at the Divine Spirit Realm.

As long as we’re cautious, there shouldn’t be any issues.”

“Is that really true?”

The words sounded reassuring, yet the spectating crowd seemed visibly apprehensive.

After all, they’d just witnessed a cautionary example.

Better to tread carefully.

And so, an eerie scene emerged—several people hesitated, watching each other but making no move.

Tang Feng, however, wasn’t the type to stand idly by.

Suddenly, several more Sword Eagles appeared around him to the astonishment of his opponents, who could only react as the eagles charged forward.

“Kill!”

The opposition, all Middle-stage God Kings, weren’t necessarily afraid.

Attacking together, their combined power was formidable.

However, they didn’t realize the true weapon of the Sword Eagles wasn’t their lightning, but their self-destruction.

Coupled with the power of Divine Thunder, the self-detonation carried devastating effects.

A flash of lightning later, those few individuals ended up in an even more miserable state than the previous one.

Not even their remains were left.

“How could this be?”

The battle here stirred the attention of the remaining cultivators on the other side.

They were all astonished, never expecting the Sword Eagles to possess such potency.

However, this was not enough to make them overly wary.

The gap between Middle-stage and High-order God Kings was significant, and they didn’t fear such levels of attacks.

Securing Miao Ruolan was all that mattered now.

The only question—who would claim her?

“She belongs to me.”

At this moment, more than ten men stepped forward from behind Tang Feng.

Leading them was none other than Han Dong, brimming with confidence.

He had come for Tang Feng, and for finding this place, he owed thanks to Miao Ruolan.

When she fled earlier, he had secretly planted a mark on her skirt, which coincidentally she wore these past two days, making her position easy to locate.

Reuniting with Tang Feng, hatred boiled within him.

He had never in his life suffered such humiliation.

If Tang Feng wasn’t eliminated, the psychological scars would never heal.

“Boy, let’s see how you die this time.”

Han Kun, to the Profound Sun Sect, wasn’t the strongest, but his status was unique, making his wellbeing paramount.

Furthermore, preserving his face was equally important.

The incident of Han Kun being wounded could not be allowed to spread.

The Profound Sun Sect’s contingent didn’t just target Tang Feng; they aimed to eliminate everyone else within the Small Secret Realm.

“Kill him.

This man’s strength is not insignificant.

Don’t let your guard down.

Attack with full power.”

Han Kun stepped back.

The Profound Sun Sect disciples surged toward Tang Feng with full force.

Tang Feng sneered inwardly.

With a single thought, countless Sword Eagles—at least a hundred—manifested around him.

With a command, they flew toward the charging Profound Sun Sect disciples.

“Foul creatures—seeking death!”

The Profound Sun Sect disciples couldn’t comprehend why Tang Feng would send Divine Spirit Realm beasts to die needlessly, assuming he was stalling for time to escape.

Thus, they didn’t take the Sword Eagles seriously.

Meanwhile, Han Kun noticed the smiles of the other sect members—they seemed delighted by the unfolding chaos.

Something about this situation felt off.

Bang!

Just as Han Kun struggled to make sense of things, a series of explosions burst forth before him, followed by a devastating residual force that sent him flying backward.

In the midst of his retreat, he saw his senior and junior sect members falling lifelessly, one by one.

“How could this be?”

Stunned, he couldn’t fathom what was happening.

Only after regaining his senses did panic overtake him, prompting yet another escape attempt.

Remarkably, he managed to flee once again.

For such weaklings, Tang Feng had lost interest.

That kind of person likely wouldn’t face him again—at least not without formidable protection.

After killing the Profound Sun Sect disciples, it was naturally time to reap the spoils.

Tang Feng was grateful to them for being such generous “wealth-bringers.” As God King Realm individuals from the Divine Realm, their collections couldn’t be trivial.

As expected, a casual inspection of a few Divine Rings revealed their contents to be even richer than anticipated, significantly boosting his mood.

Turning back toward the disciples of the other sects, Tang Feng saw them retreat several paces in terror, even clearing a path for Miao Ruolan to leave—a clear indication they didn’t wish to oppose Tang Feng.