Urban Immortal Doctor Master
Chapter 853 - 853 852 Killing someone by being too beautiful is not a crime

853: 852: Killing someone by being too beautiful is not a crime.

853: 852: Killing someone by being too beautiful is not a crime.

Shangguan Qingyu was already very beautiful, but wearing those jeans and a short shirt made her figure even more slender, and her temperament seemed much younger.

The weight of time that once lingered on her body had vanished entirely.

The moment she stepped out, Tang Feng was captivated.

His gaze swept from top to bottom, then bottom to top, repeatedly scanning her, causing Shangguan Qingyu’s heart to race uncontrollably.

Tang Feng’s eyes were simply too aggressive.

“Don’t just stare blankly!

Well?

How does it look?” Shangguan Qingyu asked shyly.

She felt very comfortable dressed this way, as if a burden had been lifted.

“Beautiful, breathtakingly beautiful,” Tang Feng praised, his eyes glued to Shangguan Qingyu.

Like a serene bamboo in a secluded valley, like a wild fragrant flower nestled in the mountains.

“I really like it,” Shangguan Qingyu said and then ran back into the room, only to emerge a moment later wearing a qipao.

Her figure was even more accentuated now.

What did this woman want?

Did she not realize how mesmerizing she was?

Men turning into wolves isn’t entirely their fault; a significant part of it is women’s influence.

Many women might say they dislike unfaithful men, finding them detestable, but the truth is, women enjoy being admired by many men.

The boundary between men and women is fragile; a touch is all it takes to break it, and any further development is only natural.

After encountering new things, Shangguan Qingyu’s mindset began to change as well.

She had been bound by hatred during her long slumber, but now, being with Tang Feng, she felt truly at ease.

Today, Tang Feng finally understood why so many wealthy people on Earth enjoyed watching fashion shows.

It truly was about appreciation.

A woman’s beauty could be fully showcased through clothing.

For men, that kind of soul-stirring, exquisite sensation was simply incredible.

Today was his personal feast.

Shangguan Qingyu had her fun, and so did Tang Feng.

He even went out of his way to take photos as everlasting memories.

The sky outside had already darkened.

Tang Feng instructed the Immortal Boat to descend next to a waterfall.

He caught two fish from the lake and began grilling them on the shore.

The enticing aroma of grilled fish made even Shangguan Qingyu exclaim in admiration.

She noticed that each time Tang Feng flipped the fish, he added a different seasoning—at least ten in total.

There was no way this wouldn’t taste amazing.

Before Tang Feng could say anything, she had already picked up a fish and started eating.

Soon, it was devoured, leaving behind just a skeleton of bones.

Tang Feng, however, hadn’t even started eating.

He was too stunned watching her—a typically quiet and refined young woman eating more ravenously than a man.

“Can you catch two more fish?”

“No, you’ll have to eat mine.”

“What do you mean, yours?

If I’m still hungry, of course you have to give it to me first,” Shangguan Qingyu said as she took his fish without waiting for an answer.

Women in the past would never say they needed to eat until they were full.

They would merely focus on eating delicately, tasting lightly, maintaining an appearance of poise even when starving.

Perhaps it was to maintain their figure, or a sense of reserve.

In any case, one would hardly ever see their true inner selves.

But with Shangguan Qingyu, who appeared as pure as a blank sheet of paper, once she began to let her guard down, it became impossible to gauge her depths.

Tang Feng enjoyed seeing her quiet side, but he hadn’t expected that her more lively side would be just as adorable—so natural, so unpretentious.

Honestly, he didn’t want there to be any barriers between him and Shangguan Qingyu.

After all, they had spent so much time together.

After grilling two more fish, Tang Feng began to eat slowly.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by, and a white-haired old man appeared beside them.

Without any courtesy, he picked up one of the fish and started eating.

“Wonderful!

Absolutely exquisite!

Who would’ve thought fish could taste this good?

Fantastic, just fantastic!” he exclaimed, savoring every bite with a look of utter bliss.

“Old man, don’t you think you’re being far too impolite?” Tang Feng seemed fine, but Shangguan Qingyu was far less accommodating.

“Young lady, you’re allowed to eat, but I can’t?”

“I’m not the same as you!” Shangguan Qingyu was taken aback.

This old man’s skin was just too thick.

“How are you different?”

“I—”

“Haha, if you can eat, so can I.

And don’t argue—letting me taste this is a great honor for you,” the old man chuckled.

“Ugh, shameless old codger!

He didn’t even ask before helping himself,” Shangguan Qingyu muttered in disgust.

“Kid, you wouldn’t mind, would you?

Good things are meant to be shared.

Girl, your attitude is all wrong—so stingy!

Be careful, or your future kids might take after you,” the old man teased.

“Ugh, who’s even thinking about kids?”

“Haha, it’s only a matter of time.

Kid, I think you’re doing great.

This girl may be beautiful, but her heart’s too narrow—you’ll need to teach her well.

It’s a pity there’s not more fish,” the old man said as he wiped his mouth and disappeared in a flash.

“What kind of person was that?

Why didn’t you do something about it?” Shangguan Qingyu asked angrily.

“Are you still hungry?

I can grill a few more for you.

He’s just an old man; giving him a fish isn’t a big deal,” Tang Feng replied with a smile.

“No need, I’m already full on anger.” Shangguan Qingyu stormed back onto the Immortal Boat.

Tang Feng chuckled and let the matter drop.

He understood Shangguan Qingyu wasn’t truly petty; she was just upset on his behalf.

After all, he had worked hard grilling those fish, and the old man hadn’t even asked.

But someone like Shangguan Qingyu, with her limited life experience, wouldn’t realize that the old man was anything but ordinary.

Given the cultivation level of both Tang Feng and Shangguan Qingyu, neither of them had sensed the slightest fluctuation in the old man’s arrival.

This alone suggested the old man’s cultivation was at least at the God King Realm.

What’s more, Tang Feng suspected that the old man had likely been dwelling in the ruins for centuries.

Even though he had concealed it deliberately, Tang Feng could still sense the deep weight of time emanating from him.

That was why Tang Feng hadn’t intervened.

He believed the old man was a remarkable individual and was sure he’d appear again—after tasting Tang Feng’s grilled fish, who wouldn’t want more?

However, this old man’s sudden appearance was highly suspicious.

What were his true intentions?

Tang Feng couldn’t say, but he stayed on guard.

Even if the old man was a Divine King, Tang Feng had his trump card—the Divine Crystal Hand Cannon wasn’t just for show.

Severely wounding a Divine King wouldn’t be a problem.

Upon returning to the Immortal Boat, Tang Feng noticed Shangguan Qingyu had changed into a loose sleep gown.

She’d grown accustomed to wearing such clothes whenever they were at home.

This casual attire had its own unique charm—the relaxed side of her was particularly alluring to Tang Feng.

Was this some sort of subtle hint?

He followed her inside, only to find that she had entered the study.

She lounged in a rocking chair with her legs propped up on the desk, engrossed in a comic book.

She didn’t even glance at him when he walked in.

Realizing he had misunderstood, Tang Feng quietly retreated to the cultivation room to continue studying the Supreme Divine Scripture.

Only after Tang Feng left the study did Shangguan Qingyu heave a sigh of relief.

For a moment, she had genuinely feared Tang Feng might try something with her.

Though nothing had happened, she couldn’t help but feel disappointed.

Was she not charming enough to tempt him?

Shouldn’t men be more proactive—more assertive?

Maybe if he were bolder…

she might even give in.

Distracted, she couldn’t focus on the comic in her hands.

She decided to check on Tang Feng but saw that he was immersed in cultivation, so she returned to the study.

How could he resist?

I’m a top-tier beauty, after all.

Shangguan Qingyu felt rather frustrated.

She didn’t expect that once Tang Feng started his seclusion, it would last over three months.

The ruins would close in two months, and Shangguan Qingyu wasn’t sure if Tang Feng knew of the timeline.

From what she’d learned, there were still a few places in the ruins with treasures worth exploring.

Missing out on them would be such a waste.

Should she wake him up?

But if she interrupted his cultivation and caused him harm, it would be disastrous.