Urban Immortal Doctor Master
Chapter 851 - 851 850 The Terrifying Shangguan Qingyu

851: 850: The Terrifying Shangguan Qingyu 851: 850: The Terrifying Shangguan Qingyu Looking at Tang Feng’s back, Shangguan Qingyu smiled sweetly.

She was just testing Tang Feng’s character—whether he was insatiably greedy or carried a straightforward heart.

Clearly, he didn’t let her down.

She wasn’t mistaken; Tang Feng truly wasn’t greedy.

To him, he took what was available and let go if it wasn’t.

There were too many treasures in the world, and it was impossible for him to keep them all to himself.

Honestly, his current wealth was comparable to a Divine King in the Divine Realm, and even in the Immortal Realm, he could live a quiet, luxurious life.

But he feared setting a goal too far away.

In his own view, the road has no end, and he would keep moving forward.

Even if the road ceased to exist, he’d carve out a new path.

That was his mission, the goal he fought for.

Having exited the Divine King Secret Realm, Shangguan Qingyu looked reluctant to part.

She didn’t know how much time had passed, but revenge could not be forgotten.

Since she had been given a second chance at life, it was only natural that the task of vindication fell into his hands.

Throughout the journey, Shangguan Qingyu didn’t speak, following Tang Feng wherever he went.

She saw him slaughter opponents along the way, risking his own life to protect her.

Luckily, he was always incredibly capable.

Especially after the Vitality Tree evolved into the Life Tree, Tang Feng nearly achieved an Undying Body.

Coupled with the fact that he had already cultivated an Undying Body, his strength became even more terrifying.

However, the opponents trying to intercept him grew increasingly formidable as well.

It puzzled him to no end—had he killed their ancestors or taken their women?

Why did each one seem to go berserk upon seeing him?

Only later did Tang Feng learn that these people came from the Divine Realm, following orders from above.

Killing him would earn them two hundred thousand Divine Crystals.

So his worth was only that much Divine Crystal?

Naturally, Tang Feng was quite unhappy about this.

The Star Empire—someday, he vowed to smash it with his own hands.

He wasn’t in a rush; there was plenty of time ahead.

As for those chasing after him, if they crossed his path, he crushed them without a second thought.

Tang Feng simply didn’t bother with explanations.

But with the woman by his side, how could she keep passively watching the excitement?

They were in the same boat, after all.

If Tang Feng fell, could she remain unharmed?

Still, trying to get Tang Feng to plead for help was out of the question.

A man would rather battle to the death than beg assistance from a woman.

On this day, the two of them arrived at a small marketplace.

With combat experience in the field, building such a gathering place wasn’t particularly difficult.

What differed here was that it was a free market.

No one dared monopolize it; they couldn’t.

People came here to sell the things they didn’t need and shop for the items they desired.

This type of place was very popular among dedicated traders.

They both purchased and sold items.

Generally speaking, as long as the price was fair, they would make transactions.

However, if certain goods were placed in the auction, they would yield higher returns, but lose their notoriety.

A trader without a reputation faced countless obstacles in conducting business, so they preferred direct transactions.

Once one established a name among the loose cultivators, their wealth would flourish endlessly.

When Tang Feng and Shangguan Qingyu entered the market, they noticed that the cultivation levels of the people there weren’t bad.

Obviously, those too weak dared not set up stalls; if targeted, they’d not only lose their goods but potentially their lives as well.

It could be said that everyone running a stall here wasn’t ordinary.

“Take a look and see if there’s anything you need,” Tang Feng said before he stopped paying attention to Shangguan Qingyu.

She was too aloof, spoke too little, and there was no way to converse properly.

Shangguan Qingyu merely nodded, silent as ever.

Her detached demeanor, however, attracted the stall owners.

“Miss, if you see something you like, I’ll give it to you for 20% off.”

“20% off?

Look at the level of this woman; it should at least be 50%!” Tang Feng retorted.

“That won’t do.

I’d be losing too much.

Just looking and expecting 50% off—man, do you take me for a fool?” The stall owner said, speechless.

“Cough, cough, I wasn’t implying that.

This is simply an exchange between willing parties—there’s no harm in buying or not buying.

Business doesn’t have to succeed; courtesy is what matters,” Tang Feng added.

“Alright, are you buying or not?

If not, step aside.

Lovely girl, my goods here are absolutely top-notch—they’re all artifacts retrieved from ruins,” said the stall owner.

“Let’s go.” Dongfang Qingyu didn’t even glance at the goods.

Tang Feng chuckled.

“Boss, did you see?

If I don’t buy, she won’t buy.”

What a show-off.

Clearly, not much of a wealthy patron.

Tang Feng heard the comment but didn’t mind at all.

Whether or not he was rich, he knew himself.

Did he have to shout out to the world, “I’m loaded”?

What kind of fool would do that?

Staying low-key while enjoying life was the way to go.

If rich people don’t lack those items, neither would he.

Some flaunt the surface; others value the realm, the essence.

Tang Feng played by the realm.

His fortune alone surpassed the combined wealth of everyone here.

Even an Immortal King wouldn’t dare compare finances with him, let alone those reliant on brute force.

Now that Tang Feng’s power had solidified his confidence, he believed the saying: “Where there’s intent, there’s strength.

Where there’s knowledge, there’s expression.”

Finally, Shangguan Qingyu stopped and pointed at a red hairpin at a stall.

“I want this one.”

“How much Immortal Crystal?” Tang Feng asked.

“Ten thousand.”

“Heh, then keep selling it.” Tang Feng pulled Shangguan Qingyu along and walked away.

“Why didn’t you buy it?” Shangguan Qingyu didn’t pull her hand back, but she couldn’t understand Tang Feng’s decision.

“You’ll see in a bit.”

Shangguan Qingyu glanced back, puzzled.

“What do you say?”

“Wait and you’ll know.” Tang Feng looked at Shangguan Qingyu and sighed silently at her simplicity.

Perhaps she’d been accustomed to splurging without care.

Haggling seemed beyond her experience.

After all, growing up in a wealthy family, bargaining might have felt too vulgar.

After all, growing up in a wealthy family, bargaining might have felt too vulgar.

“Hold up, sir.

Eight thousand, and it’s yours.”

Good heavens, a reduction of two thousand just like that.

Shangguan Qingyu furrowed her brows.

She felt deceived, and what infuriated her more was the stall owner lowering the price yet again—six thousand.

Just as Tang Feng was about to push for an even lower offer, Shangguan Qingyu acted directly.

With one slap, the stall owner flew out and landed unconscious outside the marketplace.

Tang Feng gave Shangguan Qingyu a glance, shaking his head with a wry smile.

Did all these taciturn women have such explosive tempers?

“Leave ten thousand Immortal Crystals behind and let’s go.”

Such arrogance!

So long as she’d been played for a fool, paying extra was no issue—as long as she could indulge in her fit of anger.

Still, since the man was now absent, would those Immortal Crystals truly reach his hands?

Of course not.

This was a brutal world; yesterday’s friend could easily become today’s enemy.

Interactions between people were truly hard to navigate.

In this era, with people guarded against each other, how much genuine trust remained?

Cultivating immortality or divinity seemed to lead to a cold erasure of humanity, and that wasn’t what Tang Feng sought.

To him, this wasn’t the life he wanted.

Perhaps his Doctor’s benevolence hoped for less deceit and more goodwill and sincerity.

Human nature was innately kind.

With proper guidance, everything could improve.

“Qingyu, don’t act so recklessly in the future.

A young lady ought to be gentle.” Tang Feng remarked.

“Mm.”

Lightly nodding her head, Shangguan Qingyu fiddled with the red hairpin in her hand as a sense of melancholy wafted over her.

Tang Feng felt it but couldn’t discern its source, nor did he know how to console her.

“I feel like eating something,” Shangguan Qingyu said, looking at a tavern up ahead.

“Alright, let’s go up.” Tang Feng took her hand again, as casually as before.