Urban Immortal Doctor Master
Chapter 19 - 19 019 Seven Types of Golden Cores

19: 019: Seven Types of Golden Cores 19: 019: Seven Types of Golden Cores “Indeed, three days apart makes one see you in a whole new light.” Murong Chong said with a smile as he watched Tang Feng.

Behind him, six individuals walked out, each robust as an ox.

“I’m quite surprised, that lad Murong Tian didn’t show up, but here you are, popping up first.” Tang Feng chuckled, showing no signs of nervousness.

“To deal with you, I alone am enough.

The rest of you, drag him behind the library.”

“No need for violence, I’ll go with you.” Tang Feng stood up and followed Murong Chong out of the library and around to the wooded area behind it.

Speaking of which, this place was indeed excellent, hidden, a blessed land for teaching someone a lesson.

“Tang Feng, I really underestimated you before.

I didn’t expect you to have such backbone.

How about this, kneel and kowtow three times to me, and we’ll call it even for last time.” Murong Chong folded his arms and leaned against a tree, striking a pose of superiority.

“Kneel and kowtow three times, I was thinking the same thing, but it’ll be you, not me.” Tang Feng made his move, spotting that those Murong Chong had brought with him were all young elites trained by the Murong Family, all having served in the army, their faces carrying a murderous aura, tough to deal with.

The only way to stay unbeaten was to strike first, shattering their idea of beating him as a group.

His strategy worked.

With the help of the Fast Moving Pill, he was nearly as fast and agile as a slithering snake.

Coupled with the Armament Pill, their attacks were largely ineffective, neutralizing about fifty percent, allowing him to boldly face these opponents.

After a few minutes of intense confrontation, the Murong Family’s elite youths all lay on the ground, each clutching their bodies, none able to stand.

“How could this happen?” Murong Chong panicked.

He himself didn’t have the true goods; those he brought were quickly defeated by Tang Feng, making him think it was all a dream.

Was this the same Tang Feng who had been forced to jump off a cliff?

Such a dramatic transformation after falling off the cliff?

There wasn’t time to think.

With a thud, he kneeled on the ground; this guy really knew how to be flexible.

“Tang Feng, I was wrong, please let me off.

It was all Murong Tian, he made me do this.” Murong Chong was desperate, pinching his thigh and tearing up, genuinely looking remorseful.

“Enough with the act, don’t say I never gave you a chance.

I’m short of money recently.” Tang Feng said with a smirk.

“I have it,” he said, pulling out his wallet and handing over two thousand to Tang Feng.

“Two thousand yuan?”

“All of it, I’ll give you all,” Murong Chong said with a pained look, handing over the other half.

There went his spending money, internally cursing Tang Feng, yet keeping a flattering smile on his face.

“Fine, we’re cousins after all, I won’t make you too poor.

From now on, if I’m short of cash, you’ll help out your cousin, no objections, right?” Tang Feng said, unhesitatingly pocketing the money with a smile.

“No, no objections.” Murong Chong gritted his teeth, wishing he could devour Tang Feng alive.

“That’s more like a cousin.

You’re lucky it was me this time.

If it were someone else, you might be missing arms and legs by now.

If you don’t have the capability, don’t act arrogantly.

Depending on others will only lead to this kind of self-inflicted outcome.

Take care of yourself and oh, thanks for the support,” Tang Feng waved his hand, walking off nonchalantly.

“Ah!

Tang Feng, I will definitely get my revenge.” Murong Chong felt an immense shame; after all these years of being bullied, to have the boy he tormented rise above him was unbearable.

“You bunch of failures, what’s the use of keeping you around my house,” Murong Chong vented his anger on the fallen elites, kicking them as he spoke, those poor fellows.

Walking down the garden path of the school, Tang Feng was in high spirits, now that he had money, he could finally rent a place outside, feeling utterly relaxed.

Back in his dorm, Tang Feng fully absorbed the knowledge he’d acquired at noon, which was a tremendous help.

Suddenly, the senior high school problems didn’t seem that hard anymore, though it was still not enough.

Tomorrow he would finish studying all the second-year texts, and that would be his task for the next few days.

After four o’clock, Tang Feng left the school to start looking for a rental apartment.

With four thousand yuan in hand, he still underestimated things; the closer to school, the higher the rent, and it even required paying two months’ rent upfront, which he couldn’t afford.

Tang Feng realized that he knew absolutely nothing about society, making him feel like a headless fly buzzing around aimlessly, finding everything novel.

Entering a milk tea shop, Tang Feng tried it for the first time and really felt like a country man stepping into the city, wanting to try everything he saw, including the beauties.

Before five o’clock, he saw plenty of beautiful women shuttling through the streets, dazzling his eyes.

In terms of dress, the women of the Immortal Realm couldn’t compare to these women.

Of course, when it came to temperament, that was another matter, and Tang Feng simply regarded them with curiosity, as part of the scenery.

The myriad styles of clothing here were not as uniform as in the Immortal Realm.

Indeed, the world of mortals was more fascinating.

Tang Feng was born on a planet in the Cultivation World and was taken to a sect at a very young age, so he really hadn’t seen many mortals, nor had he taken an interest in their worldly lives.

Now his mentality had changed.

Upon a careful reflection, life manifested in a thousand different ways; this was a rare experience, extremely beneficial for the cultivation of the Spirit Soul.

It was like living a life anew, something even powerful beings of the Immortal Realm couldn’t achieve.

What was previously unstable could now be solidified, and what previously remained unfelt now had more time given to it.

Life was the true path of cultivation.

The great Dao had created humanity, and the traces of the great Dao naturally lay within human lives—something Tang Feng hadn’t considered carefully before.

Now, having understood some things, he suddenly felt enlightened.

It was fair to say that each day his soul was being elevated.

The more purified his soul became, the more indescribable benefits it brought for the later cultivation of his Divine Sense and Spirit Soul.

Once the soul was pure, there was a good chance of forming a Yin Yang Golden Core, and perhaps even a Chaos Golden Core might appear.

Of course, such legendary Golden Cores were mostly just mentioned in ancient texts, and those books were only seen in the hands of a few venerable figures in the Immortal Realm.

Tang Feng didn’t harbor such grand ambitions, but he did hope to achieve a Five Elements Golden Core, though even that hope was very faint.

There are seven types of Golden Cores: the Ordinary Golden Core, Spirit Origin Golden Core, Primordial Golden Core, Five Elements Golden Core, Yin Yang Golden Core, Seven Elements Golden Core, among which the Chaos Golden Core is also called the Heavenly Pill.

The Ordinary Golden Core is easy to understand—filled with numerous impurities and sparse in origin essence.

Those who form this type of core generally achieve little.

Unless a serendipitous event during Nascent Soul transformation facilitates further advancement, of course, the chance of that happening is also very low.

The quality of the Spirit Origin Golden Core is better, essentially having found half of its origin.

If one has higher talent and understanding, undergoing Tribulation is expected, but that’s about it, with a large proportion of cultivators falling into this category.

The Primordial Golden Core is considered genius, with the Origin Power making cultivation much more effective.

Those who achieve this type of core are a very small minority.

The Five Elements Golden Core is viewed as belonging to a genius of a higher order, mastering the power of the Five Elements, which leads to terrifying growth.

Among those in the Immortal Realm, there were two Immortal Emperors who had cultivated into having a Five Elements Golden Core.

As for the Yin Yang Golden Core, Tang Feng knew of only one person in history who achieved it, but he disappeared without trace after undergoing the Divine Tribulation and was never heard from again.

Basically, such individuals are unmatched, with no predecessors or successors.

The Seven Elements Golden Core is even more terrifying, also known as the Seven Orifice Divine Spirit Body.

Forming such a core, becoming a Divine Spirit wouldn’t be a problem, but does such a cultivator really exist?

At least there are no records of one.

Then again, speaking of the Chaos Golden Core, Tang Feng himself had to laugh.

If such a core were formed, one could be revered under the great Dao.

Even gods would have to bow down; such was the formidable nature of this Golden Core.

A ring tone from a cellphone brought Tang Feng back to his thoughts.

Huh, why is she calling?