Fury Immortal Doctor

Chapter 1840 - 1843: When Something Is Unusual, There Must Be a Reason

"A bastard like that should be cut down with a single slash!" The big swordsman immediately took a step toward the Sect Leader of the Kunlun Sword Sect as the man turned away, the palpable killing intent in the air sending shivers through the onlookers.At this moment, Shen Qiang, who had been silent, flashed a contemptuous smile and said calmly, "Come back, don't bother with him. If you like to chop people down, there will be plenty of chances later, but not now."

Hearing this, the big swordsman paused, casting a cold glare at the Kunlun Sword Sect Leader for a long moment before retreating to the side of the stage, standing quietly like a guard.

"Shen Qiang, are you only capable of talking tough?" The Kunlun Sword Sect Leader sneered from his chair, "Come on, if he's so fierce, let him come and chop me."

Raising an eyebrow indifferently, Shen Qiang replied, "I knew that someone as full of themselves as you wouldn't give up easily. So, open your cards, use whatever tricks you've got; I want to see just how far you can go."

"Tsk tsk!" The Kunlun Sword Sect Leader mocked, "Is this you backing down?"

With calmness, Shen Qiang said, "I think you might want to seriously consider how other sects' disciples have Gathering Qi Powder while Kunlun Sword Sect's do not, and what those disciples will think."

The Kunlun Sword Sect Leader scoffed, raising an eyebrow, "Is Gathering Qi Powder all that valuable? Too many people can refine it."

"My selling price is one-third of the cost of gathering the materials yourself, and the quality of my Gathering Qi Powder is more than double yours, so put away that proud look of yours." Shen Qiang laughed coldly, "Because of you, my fellow peers who were worried about not selling their Gathering Qi Powder have found a market."

Hearing this, the Kunlun Sword Sect Leader's face turned unsightly.

He wanted to throw out a few more harsh words, but it was clear that Shen Qiang was right. In the entire Cultivation World now, no one was unaware that Shen Qiang's Gathering Qi Powder was the best and cheapest. The only way to obtain it was to take chances weekly at Cheng Xinyi and Wanxing Hesheng.

And bid high.

So all sects had expectations for Gathering Qi Powder before coming here.

After all, the reason any prestigious family commands respect is because they have many talented disciples.

And now, with the massive emergence of Shen Qiang's Gathering Qi Powder, each sect is sparing no effort to acquire as much as possible.

Because it's like an arms race.

If a rival sect has a lot of Gathering Qi Powder, in two to three years, a large group of young cultivators will emerge.

If you don't have any and your disciples are still training foolishly, getting beaten up is inevitable.

So the larger the sect, the more they focus on Gathering Qi Powder because it is the most cost-effective investment, bar none.

Once a cultivator enters the Nascent Soul Stage, it is indeed a significant qualitative leap.

As for the small sects following in the wake of the Kunlun Sword Sect, they don't have such worries. After all, there are only a dozen or so people in the sect, and not many use Gathering Qi Powder, so they can easily scrounge up a bit from wherever.

The Kunlun Sword Sect Leader's face turned livid.

Meanwhile, from afar, the leader of the Thirty-two Skillful Hands, Pan Zheng, laughed as he watched it all.

"This is practically heaven-sent for us!" His eyes sparkled as he transmitted orders to his companions, "Everyone, stay sharp. With those Kunlun Sword Sect people keeping an eye on things, not many dare to buy Shen Qiang's elixirs."

"So tell them, as long as they execute the plan I gave them perfectly, Shen Qiang's elixir conference will inevitably end in failure!"

"Understood, Boss. Rest assured, I'll make it happen."

Pan Zheng laughed, casting a side glance at Shen Qiang, who had returned to the stage, and sneered, "Kid, it seems you really are out of luck."

At this moment, at the entrance of Medicine King Valley.

Dressed like a boy in a sun-protecting hoodie, Qin Yurou looked nervously at Abi and said, "Abi, are you sure there won't be a problem with my disguise as a man?"

Abi nodded seriously with confidence, saying, "Yes, Young Master, don't worry, with so many cultivators here today, no one will recognize you in disguise, so the Sect Leader won't know that we've come to secretly support Shen Qiang."

Hearing this, Qin Yurou seemed reassured and then took the lead, climbing over the fence and heading to the exhibition hall.

But just as they entered the exhibition hall.

The disciples of Medicine King Valley, standing by the hall's entrance, immediately bowed slightly to Qin Yurou and greeted her in unison, "Hello, Young Master."

In an instant.

Qin Yurou felt awkward.

Abi, too, stared wide-eyed in surprise.

"Ignore me, keep to your tasks," Qin Yurou transmitted, walking into the exhibition hall with a cold face.

"So embarrassing, didn't you say they wouldn't recognize me?" Qin Yurou frowned.

Abi, helpless yet puzzled, said, "It doesn't make sense. In dramas, those female leads who disguise themselves as men are never recognized, not even when living together with the male lead for a year or half."

Qin Yurou sighed in exasperation, "So awkward, what do we do now?"

"What else? Go find Shen Qiang. After all, those people can recognize the Young Master probably because they're too familiar with you. Shen Qiang definitely won't recognize you!"

Qin Yurou asked in surprise, "Really? Why's that? I just can't figure it out."

"He's your white knight, your destined male lead, and according to tradition, he can't possibly recognize you."

Hearing this, Qin Yurou blushed and playfully scolded, "Oh, stop joking. If he recognizes me, it'll be so embarrassing."

Abi laughed, "It's okay, what difference does it make if you're recognized or not."

While talking, an alchemist in a nearby booth enthusiastically approached them, grabbing the cultivator who had been following Qin Yurou and Abi inside, and said warmly, "Elder Rong, it's been half a year; you look so youthful and invigorated. Come, come, have a cup of tea at my place, and let's chat."

That cultivator felt awkward, making excuses, "Oh ho ho, I'm here on behalf of my sect for procurement; I'll have tea when I'm free."

"No, no, listen to me. I have discounts lately, come, come, there are also new pills, just take a look, I won't pressure you to buy, just missed you, old buddy!"

Hearing this, along with the alchemist's insistent tugging, the cultivator had no choice but to go along.

Even more surprising to Qin Yurou, other alchemists also approached, trying to cozy up and forcibly dragging people away to their booths for tea.

This situation was so odd that even Abi could see there was a problem.

"Young Master, this is strange. I recall the alchemists at previous conferences were so arrogant, acting like everyone owed them eighty million, but now it feels like we've walked into a small commodity wholesale market."

Hearing this, Qin Yurou furrowed her brows and said in a serious tone, "Unusual happenings often point to trickery; this is most likely targeting Shen Qiang!"