Invincible Immortal Doctor
Chapter 81 Shen Qingzhi’s Wisdom

Chapter 81: Chapter 81 Shen Qingzhi’s Wisdom

"If you don’t trust me, you are free to investigate on your own. Why bother asking me?"

Shen Qingzhi’s gaze didn’t waver but met Zhou Shihao’s steadfastly.

Zhou Shihao stared into Shen Qingzhi’s eyes for a moment and then suddenly laughed, "If I didn’t trust you, why would I ask you?"

Immediately after, he turned to Zhao Li and asked, "Is the news of Lin Jiangpu being killed by Su Luo completely accurate?"

"Completely accurate. They even signed a life-and-death contract." Zhao Li responded. She wouldn’t report to Zhou Shihao if she wasn’t sure about the news.

"Alright, you may leave." Zhou Shihao waved his hand.

Zhao Li excused herself.

"Mr. Zhou, how do you plan to deal with him?" Wan Chuanxiong asked.

Zhou Shihao sneered, "If he was just an ordinary person scraping by at the bottom of society, I’d let him live. But now that he possesses the strength to kill Lin Jiangpu, he can’t be left alive."

"Then I’ll have Xiao Da kill him," Wan Chuanxiong said.

"Xiao Da, although he’s ranked seventh among Jiangbei’s top ten experts, he only has the strength of the Sixth Stage of Inner Strength. Are you sure he can kill Su Luo?" Zhou Shihao asked.

After all, Lin Jiangpu was a martial artist of the Fifth Stage Inner Strength, and Su Luo had managed to kill Lin Jiangpu. This meant that Su Luo’s strength must be at least not inferior to Lin Jiangpu’s—perhaps Su Luo was also a martial artist of the Sixth Stage Inner Strength.

"Don’t worry, Xiao Da is at the peak of the Sixth Stage of Inner Strength and is especially skilled with hidden weapons. Killing without a trace, he is the perfect candidate for the job." Wan Chuanxiong didn’t just assign someone at random. He believed that with Xiao Da’s capabilities, he might not even need to confront Su Luo directly to finish him off.

"Good," Zhou Shihao nodded.

He stood up to make space and gestured for Shen Qingzhi to take a seat. "Come and play a game of chess against Brother Wan, let me see how skilled you are."

Shen Qingzhi stiffened slightly.

She knew that Zhou Shihao didn’t really want her to play chess against Wan Chuanxiong; it was simply an excuse to keep her from touching her phone.

It was to prevent her from leaking any information to Rose.

Anxiety began to rise in Shen Qingzhi’s heart. She didn’t know when Su Luo had killed Lin Jiangpu or how Su Luo had done it, but she did know that as one of the Three Great Grandmasters of Jiangbei, and even the leader among them, Wan Chuanxiong was someone whose words carried the weight of action. If Wan Chuanxiong said that Xiao Da could kill Su Luo, then the probability of Xiao Da succeeding was indeed over ninety percent.

"Alright."

After pondering for a moment, Shen Qingzhi agreed and took a seat opposite the chessboard.

The more anxious she was, the more she had to remain calm. She could not let Zhou Shihao pick up on anything.

She picked up the pieces, placed them, and concentrated on the game with Wan Chuanxiong.

As the game concluded,

Shen Qingzhi won.

"Not bad," Zhou Shihao nodded.

Originally, he was at a slight disadvantage in the game. If Shen Qingzhi were distracted and not fully focused, she would have certainly been defeated and decimated by Wan Chuanxiong on the board.

But in reality, Shen Qingzhi strategized at every step, turned the tables, and won the game.

This meant that Shen Qingzhi was indeed focused on this game.

"Do you have any other thoughts on my decision to send someone to kill Su Luo?" Zhou Shihao didn’t continue with the chess game but instead asked.

Hearing this, Shen Qingzhi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She was very clear that regarding Su Luo’s matter, she should never bring it up proactively; she had to wait for Zhou Shihao to ask her first.

Fortunately, her wait was over.

Shen Qingzhi calmly said, "If it’s about killing someone else, I have no opinion. But if it’s Su Luo, I think, instead of killing him, it would be better to keep him and win him over. As Master Wan said, a young person of twenty-five with the strength to kill Lin Jiangpu—given time, he will only get stronger. It is not impossible for him to ascend to the top of Jiangbei’s top ten experts."

"You mean to suggest that I recruit him to work for me?" Zhou Shihao looked at Shen Qingzhi and said.

"That could be one way to understand it," Shen Qingzhi said calmly.

"Since when have you been so considerate of me?" Zhou Shihao scoffed.

"I’m considering Rose’s feelings, I don’t want to make her sad," Shen Qingzhi said indifferently.

Zhou Shihao didn’t become angry, but instead laughed, "You’ve reminded me, that kid Su Luo probably doesn’t know about his grandfather’s situation. In that case, killing him indeed isn’t as good as winning him over to work for me."

"Brother Wan, tell Xiao Da not to kill Su Luo just yet. First, test him and see how things go, then decide whether to recruit him or kill him," Zhou Shihao immediately said to Wan Chuanxiong.

Wan Chuanxiong nodded, took out his cellphone, and issued the instructions.

Shen Qingzhi’s lips moved slightly, wanting to seize the opportunity to ask about Su Luo’s grandfather’s situation, but as the words reached her lips, in the end, Shen Qingzhi swallowed them back down.

This moment was definitely not a good time to ask.

It would instead arouse Zhou Shihao’s suspicions and perhaps turn the chance she had fought for Su Luo back into a threat on his life.

"Su Luo, I’ve already fought for a chance for you, you must not let anything go wrong," Shen Qingzhi thought privately.

...

That evening, after dinner, Su Luo returned to the Su Family Ancestral House.

Initially, the reason he stayed at the Qing Zhi Bar and even became known as "Rose’s Boyfriend" was because of the threat to his life from Lin Jiangpu.

Now that Lin Jiangpu was dead and the crisis was over, to facilitate his own cultivation, Su Luo naturally didn’t want to keep staying in Rose’s room any longer.

Returning to the Su Family Ancestral House was more conducive to his practice.

"The Lightning Fist, truly worthy of being one of the divine arts of the immortals, when executed, not only does it increase the speed of my punches, but it also boosts my own speed," Su Luo remarked with admiration while practicing "Lightning Fist," one of the supernatural spells passed down from his grandfather at the Su Family Ancestral House.

He threw punches, quick as lightning, with dazzling afterimages, as if there were truly streaks of lightning flashing by, with overwhelming power that even startled Su Luo himself.

Originally, Su Luo was reluctant to damage a single blade of grass or a piece of wood in the Su Family Ancestral House, but at this moment, Su Luo couldn’t resist the urge to test his strength. He aimed a punch directly at a millstone.

"Boom."

In an instant, the entire millstone exploded, turning into fine powder.

Indeed, under normal circumstances, even a martial artist with Fifth Stage Inner Strength would undoubtedly crack the millstone or even shatter it into numerous pieces with a punch, but it was impossible to reduce it to fine powder. However, Su Luo’s punch did exactly that, pulverizing the entire millstone.

"I have only just begun to grasp the Lightning Fist, and it already possesses such power. As I delve deeper into study and increase my strength, its power will only grow stronger," Su Luo mused.

"Once practiced to perfection, upon execution, it could even summon thunder and lightning, integrating them into the punch, using them as my own, and unleashing a full explosion of power. What incredible strength would that be?"

Su Luo was visibly pleased.

However, amidst his happiness, Su Luo also felt some distress. That millstone was an old artifact of the Su Family Ancestral House, and now that he had ruined it beyond repair, how could he not feel a pang of regret?

Just as Su Luo was planning to continue practicing Lightning Fist, striving for greater mastery and integration, suddenly, he sensed something. He powered his waist and spun his body in the air, instantly landing to one side.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

At the same time, three steel needles flew past where he had just been standing at high speed, burying themselves in the ground.

Their force was no less powerful than that of bullets from a firearm.

If Su Luo had not reacted quickly, those three steel needles might have struck vital points on his body.

Su Luo’s expression instantly darkened as he looked towards the roof, "Who are you? We have no grudges, so why do you attack me so viciously?"