The Urban Medical Martial Immortal

107: Chapter 105: Cultivator?

107: Chapter 105: Cultivator?

Feeling the gazes of the people around her, An Ruofeng realized she had lost her composure.

Her coquettish pretty face suddenly froze, and she yelled, “What are you looking at?

If anyone else stares, I’ll gouge out his eyes!”

Whoosh~~

The other policemen who were spectating all shuddered, instantly scattering like birds and beasts, a testament to this violent policewoman’s deep-seated authority.

What’s wrong with me?

Why can’t I contain my anger towards that bastard, but no matter what, why can’t I bring myself to truly hate him…

An Ruofeng looked in the direction where Lin Tian had left, feeling somewhat confused, but then she suddenly remembered the voice recorder Lin Tian had slipped her when he left.

Glancing at Zhang Zhenmo who was still nearby and hadn’t left, she said, “Uncle Zhang, this is what Lin Tian gave me.

Let’s listen to it!

It might contain incriminating evidence about Ning Juehui and the others infiltrating us!”

Zhang Zhenmo looked at the voice recorder in An Ruofeng’s hand with surprise, then turned his head back towards the interrogation room, vaguely sensing something was wrong, but he still nodded.

An Ruofeng turned on the voice recorder, and immediately Ning Juehui and Zhang Yaotian’s conversation could be heard…

Soon after, the two finished listening to the content of the recording, their expressions turning gloomier.

“These two bastards, their identities are indeed fake; we don’t know which power they belong to, they’re nothing but parasites destroying the police’s image!” Zhang Zhenmo cursed with a face as dark as iron.

And An Ruofeng’s pretty face turned ice-cold as she suddenly yelled, “Criminal Investigation Unit members, assemble!”

At her command, dozens of criminal investigation officers appeared and lined up in an instant.

Coincidentally, Ning Juehui and Zhang Yaotian were just being helped out by two criminal investigation officers.

“You two scumbags, what are you aiming to do?

If you don’t spill it today, I’ll cripple you both!”

An Ruofeng suddenly yelled explosively, took a quick step forward, her high heels sweeping towards the space between the legs of the two men.

Ignoring the sound of breaking eggs and their screams of pain, she continued, “Take these two away!

Everyone else, follow me to Jiangling District to find Tan Ming!”

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The evening glow in the sky gradually faded, and Bin City was slowly enveloped by a massive curtain of darkness.

The glitzy nightlife was about to take center stage.

At the same time, numerous undercurrents were stirring.

Separated by the car window, looking at the neon lights and street lamps outside, Nangong Zheng, with his still swollen face, struggled to show a hint of ferocity.

“Die!

That man must die!

I want him to have no place to be buried!”

Nangong Zheng’s voice became somewhat hoarse, and with a growl, he threw his mobile phone against the car window.

And this roar, pulling at the wounds on his face and mouth, caused him so much pain that he couldn’t help but whimper.

The car turned a street corner and suddenly stopped.

A gray-clad elderly man appeared ahead, bowing slightly from a distance to Nangong Zheng.

“Elder Chen!”

Recognizing the elder, Nangong Zheng’s eyes brightened, and he hurriedly got out of the car and ran over, saying impatiently, “Elder Chen, your timing is perfect, go take care of that kid for me!”

Staring at Nangong Zheng, who had run out of the car looking like a pig’s head, Elder Chen almost didn’t recognize him.

Shocked for a long moment, he then asked, “Young Master, how did you end up like this?”

“Damn it, some broke-ass student with a bit of martial prowess, none of us were a match for him!” Nangong Zheng’s anger was reignited, and he swore furiously.

“Oh, didn’t the master say you’ve messed with someone with a terrifying background, how could it possibly be a broke student?” Elder Chen furrowed his brow, expressing some confusion.

“What terrifying background?

If I’m not mistaken, what my father mentioned was probably about Yu Tong, the schoolgirl I’ve set my eyes on recently, comes from a family with military connections…” Thinking of Yu Tong, that top-grade campus beauty, Nangong Zheng felt a fiery passion even amidst his frustration.

He had already investigated Yu Tong’s background thoroughly; if not for her frightening connections, he would have made his move long ago and wouldn’t have waited until now.

And thinking about the woman he fancied being slept with by a broke-ass filled him with rage.

“Elder Chen, you have to give that broke student a lesson for me.

I’ve investigated him, he’s a country bumpkin who might know some martial arts.

Here is his photo!

He also left along Yunhu Road, I already have people trailing him…” Saying this, he received a mobile phone from a bodyguard next to him and handed it over.

This was taken by people who had followed Lin Tian earlier; he had only thought to ask for more detailed information on Lin Tian after leaving the police station.

“If that’s the case, Young Master, wait here for me.

I’ll bring you back one of his arms!” Elder Chen said calmly, seemingly undaunted by the task at hand.

With that, Elder Chen stepped forward, moving as fast as lightning, and disappeared into the night.

“They say Elder Chen has reached the Mystical Martial Arts Realm.

If I had such skill, I’d definitely make that poor sod beg on the ground like a dog!

No, I must double my training when I get back; hovering outside of martial prowess, I’m no different from the lowest-level practitioners…” Nangong Zheng thought to himself, watching Elder Chen leave.

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“Miss called, the Second Miss is hungry…”

“Mmm…

Ah…

Oh…”

The ringing of the phone echoed, causing the passersby on the street to glance sideways as Lin Tian, with a vexed expression, answered the call.

“Lin Tian, have you died on a woman’s belly?

If not, bring your granny some food back!”

Hearing Tang Qianqian’s coquettish shout on the phone, which quickly turned into a busy signal, Lin Tian couldn’t help but smile bitterly.

I hope that Nangong Zheng doesn’t come to provoke me again, or else I will make him regret it too late!

That Shen Ji said he would send the collected Spiritual Medicine to Guanlan Lake Middle Island, so I’ll head over now to check!

As for the two grannies at home, let them go hungry for a bit; they’re so delicate, such a hassle to serve!

Lin Tian thought to himself as he walked down the somewhat secluded street, preparing to hail a cab at the crossing ahead towards Guanlan Mountain.

This is a small path, and there are very few people by night.

Lin Tian had just walked a few steps when he abruptly halted and turned back.

Behind him, on the empty street, appeared a grey-clad elderly man only dozens of meters away, his seemingly murky eyes faintly twinkling with sharpness as he fixed his gaze on him.

“The old man isn’t too late, I found you!”

Elder Chen looked at Lin Tian for a while before nodding and spoke in a hoarse voice.

Lin Tian didn’t respond, his expression indifferent, and he briefly assessed the grey-clad elder.

His palms were calloused, his aura timeless, and his blood vigorous; he was only slightly weaker than Zhou Li…

At least, he possessed Late-stage Xuan Rank cultivation!

He was a Martial Artist!

With an inward nod, Lin Tian smiled faintly, “Nangong Zheng sent you, right?

Step back now, and I’ll act as if nothing’s happened!”

“Hehe, facing the old man and still keeping your composure, you’ve got some guts!

Don’t worry, I only want one of your arms, hand it over!”

Elder Chen let out a sinister chuckle, his figure moved, and he transformed into a streak of light, pouncing toward Lin Tian.

At the same time, his palm suddenly emitted a pale blue sharp light, forming a three-inch sharp sword, flickering unsteadily.

“Hmm?

Not a Martial Artist?

Isn’t this the most basic spell of the Cultivation World, the Frost Blade Technique?

Is this person a Cultivator?”

Lin Tian’s face showed a hint of surprise and uncertainty.

It seems that this world definitely has Cultivators!

A good starting point would be with this fellow!

“Hehe, kid, scared stiff?”

Elder Chen watched Lin Tian’s stunned face and coldly scoffed.

His hand wielding the ice sword chopped towards the latter’s arm.

As Elder Chen’s ice sword neared, Lin Tian also saw the spell clearly and sneered, “A mere incomplete Frost Blade Technique forced with Martial Arts Inner Power, and you dare to use it in front of Lin Beiliu.

It’s laughable!”

He shook his palm, and a surge of chaotic True Qi burst forth; then he reached forward and slapped down towards the ice sword coming from Elder Chen.

Bang~

The ice sword shattered, and Elder Chen’s palm turned into a mist of blood.

“Ah~~”

Watching his hand explode into a mist of blood, Elder Chen screamed in horror, trembling with both shock and fear, “You…

you’re an Immortal!”

“Immortal?

Where have you seen someone like me using such spells?”

Lin Tian narrowed his eyes and shouted loudly.

“No…

There’s none, the spell is a family inheritance, legend says my ancestor brought out incomplete spells from a Mysterious Land where Immortals exist… Only an Immortal who has cultivated the Immortal Law could break this spell!”

Elder Chen’s body shook with terror, his face full of fear, as he also begged continuously, “Please…

Immortal, spare my life!”

“If you can’t give me the information I seek, you’re of no use to me!”

Lin Tian’s expression was indifferent, he flicked his finger, and an ice-cold Frost Blade whizzed through the air, “Look closely, this is the true Frost Blade Technique!”

Puchi~

Under Elder Chen’s wide-eyed stare, a palm-sized Frost Blade split him in two.

“Mysterious Land?

It seems this world is not as simple as it appears on the surface!

When I have time, I’ll pay a visit to the Nangong Family!”

Mumbling to himself with a contemplative expression on his face, Lin Tian then turned and walked away, flicking his finger behind his back; a Fire Bomb Technique turned the corpse on the ground into flying ashes.

Meanwhile, chaos reigned in the Nangong household.

Family Head Nangong Bure wore a face of horror, shouting at a subordinate who had just rushed in frantically, “Elder Chen’s tracker is destroyed, what the hell happened?”

“The young master ordered Elder Chen to make a move against a student named Lin Tian, but then he mysteriously disappeared in Blind Alley on Yunhu Road…”

That subordinate’s face too was a mix of terror and confusion.

“What?

It’s likely that Dragon Hall has made a move…

Bring Nangong Zheng back to me!”

Nangong Bure’s face was now replaced by deep fear, and the several elders sitting in the villa’s hall were also visibly alarmed.

All of this, of course, was unknown to Lin Tian, who had already arrived at Guanlan Lake and was walking on the small bridge onto the Lake Island.