Urban Immortal Doctor Master
Chapter 976: 975: Charming Spirit Sect's Conditions

Chapter 976: 975: Charming Spirit Sect’s Conditions

Tang Feng discovered that Lin Shaoyu’s master was aged, yet undeniably a proper woman, so he said, “Elder, I came here to discuss matters out of respect for you. But what’s the point of beating around the bush like this? Just state your terms. As long as they aren’t excessive, I’ll agree.”

“Why don’t you propose your own terms? If I’m satisfied, I’ll only agree to your marriage with Shaoyu. By the way, she’s currently in the Sect.”

“Are you threatening me? As an elder, is this really appropriate?” Tang Feng said.

“I’m only considering Shaoyu’s well-being. As for whether you have the ability to take care of her, show me your boldness.”

“Getting married should be simple, but you’re making it so complicated. Fine. I can unconditionally agree to help you with one matter. Keep in mind, I’m helping you, not your Charming Spirit Sect.” Tang Feng reminded her.

“You’re thinking too simply. First, I want a million Divine Crystals. Second, ten thousand Top Grade Potions. Third, a top-tier Divine Artifact. Fourth, if the Charming Spirit Sect encounters trouble, you must unconditionally help us through the crisis.” She listed her conditions in one breath, and even the elder herself felt embarrassed.

“Elder, do you think I’m easy to fool or bully? Is this how you care for your disciple? You must be joking.” Tang Feng sneered.

“So, you’re saying you don’t want to agree?”

“These conditions—only someone with a broken head would comply. I, for one, absolutely won’t agree.”

“You say you want to marry Shaoyu, but with this attitude?” The elder’s expression grew even darker.

Tang Feng had intended to provoke her, but her conditions were truly over the top.

So Tang Feng responded with the intent of telling her: if you don’t agree, I’ll leave with Shaoyu.

“Boy, you can go ahead and try.”

“Of course, if you don’t release her, I’ll come over myself. Anything else you’d like to add?” Tang Feng’s inherent pride prevented him from backing down.

Lin Shaoyu’s master completely lost it. “Tang Feng, how dare you! First, you bullied our Sect disciples, and now you ignore us? Do you really think we can’t do anything to you?”

Tang Feng chuckled. “I’m not your Sect’s disciple. Do I need to take you seriously for any reason?”

“You!”

Wan Qiyun was livid, but she couldn’t lash out. Thinking of her precious disciple’s despair, she couldn’t bear it. Yet, seeing Tang Feng’s arrogance, she couldn’t suppress the desire to beat him. Being a master was so exhausting sometimes.

“Out of respect for you as Shaoyu’s master, I’ve come here to meet with you properly—not to be lectured. Be direct with your conditions, or I won’t discuss this next time. I’m very busy and don’t have the time to waste.” Tang Feng said.

“Busy? Busy my foot! Who’s that woman you were flirting with? What do you take Shaoyu for?” Wan Qiyun finally snapped.

Tang Feng squinted at the elder in front of him. “You didn’t, did you? You were actually spying on me.”

“Hmph! Who has the time to spy on you? It was purely by chance that I saw it. Boy, people like you deserve nothing less than death.”

Tang Feng was enraged. “You madwoman—just because you saw me with her, you make assumptions like this? Can’t I have friends? Hmph, a woman who drinks alone at night and doesn’t have a boyfriend could never understand.”

“Say that again.”

“Madwoman, I’m done playing your games. Do whatever you want.” Tang Feng was utterly exasperated.

What kind of master talks like this? Sometimes what you see isn’t the truth, yet she always jumped to the worst conclusions.

“Don’t you dare walk away!” She lunged at Tang Feng.

This time it backfired. Tang Feng never intended to leave—he was simply posturing to raise his own stakes.

Hearing Wan Qiyun’s enraged shout, he instinctively turned around and exclaimed, “Damn it!”

He was tackled to the ground and pressed into the dirt.

Wan Qiyun had initially intended to grab Tang Feng, but things didn’t go according to plan.

“Crazy woman, get off me.” Being pinned down by a woman might have been enjoyable under other circumstances, but Tang Feng wasn’t in the mood.

“Not getting off. You first agree to my conditions.”

“I’m a man—do you think I’d yield? Get off me now, or I won’t be polite.” Tang Feng said.

“Hmph! If you don’t agree, I’ll bury you right here.”

Tang Feng was utterly speechless. “If that’s how it is, don’t blame me.”

He roared loudly, bursting out from the ground. Wan Qiyun hadn’t expected a boy in the Emperor Realm to be able to overpower her, and she was momentarily flustered.

In the next instant, the situation turned against her, and she was flipped over entirely.

Not good!

As the thought crossed her mind, Tang Feng pinned her down. The posture was suggestive to say the least.

“Take your hands off me.” Wan Qiyun tried to get up but found herself held down by an oppressive force weighing tens of thousands of pounds, rendering her immobile.

“Not letting go.” Tang Feng replied, even adjusting his grip.

Wan Qiyun was so furious her face turned pale, and the veil on her face was blown aside. Well, she was indeed quite the beauty.

“Let me go. Forget everything that happened earlier,” Wan Qiyun compromised. If her disciples saw her in this state, it would be immensely awkward.

As for the indignity she’d suffered at Tang Feng’s hands, she planned to settle the score later.

Unfortunately, Tang Feng wasn’t ready to release her. After her earlier arrogance, some begging was certainly in order. Now, it was his turn to set terms.

“Let me ask you—did you come here specifically for me?”

“No. We were heading to the Secret Realm and happened to come across you, so I decided to deal with you along the way.” Wan Qiyun said bitterly.

“Oh, I see—dealing with me was just a convenient bonus. Quite the scheme. And you call this proper behavior for a master? I’ve done nothing to offend you, and my feelings for your disciple are mutual. As her master, you should be giving your blessing, not acting so overbearingly.” Tang Feng retorted.

“Overbearing? You’re the one being overbearing, boy. If you don’t let go of me, I’ll self-destruct.”

“You say you’re going to self-destruct?” Tang Feng tightened his grip furiously.

Wan Qiyun felt as though she’d been struck, her entire body collapsing powerlessly to the ground. At that moment, she felt utterly defeated. She’d been humiliated by this boy, her dignity shattered in a way no man had ever accomplished before.

Her rage was overwhelming, yet she seemed drained of energy. Thankfully, her disciples arrived just then, and Tang Feng finally let her go.

“Not getting up? Do I need to strike you twice next?” Tang Feng clapped his hands mockingly. Wan Qiyun hurriedly stood up, adjusted her clothes, and shot him a vicious glare that seemed to pierce his very soul. It was clear this woman deeply hated him now.

In that case, Tang Feng didn’t mind provoking her further.

Grinning, he said, “Think carefully about Shaoyu. I trust you’ll give me a satisfactory answer. Otherwise, next time I’ll go even further. Don’t doubt my capabilities. Oh, and by the way, the feel was quite enjoyable—I liked it very much.”

“You brat—I… I want to kill you!”

Infuriated beyond reason.

“Master, is the matter settled?” Four young disciples approached and, not seeing Tang Feng, asked curiously.

“Don’t bring this up again for now. Return to Snow City.” Wan Qiyun replied. She urgently needed to wash away the dirtied feeling left by Tang Feng’s touch.

Once the five women left, Tang Feng suddenly reappeared, thinking back on what had just transpired. He couldn’t help but laugh. “When women resent men, they’re the ones who truly lose.”

It seemed Snow City would be lively too, with all sorts of open and hidden conflicts brewing. The undercurrents were dangerously turbulent, threatening to erupt at any moment.

It didn’t feel safe at all.

Reflecting on his earlier encounter with the Yama Hall expert, he wondered—could they really have come from the Outer Domain?