Fury Immortal Doctor

Chapter 1970 - 1973: The Shy and Reserved Pan Meiqing

Upon hearing Shen Qiang's words, everyone present instantly fell silent. The entire sports hall was as quiet as a grave, and everyone gazed solemnly at Shen Qiang, with no one daring to make a sound.After all, this was the truth.

Leaving other things aside, just the fact that he could create Divine Grade Elixir Pills made him invincible among alchemists, let alone the more impressive batch of one hundred thirty-one pills. The Immortal Pill, which had been spoken of for thousands of years, was now seen. In such a situation, not even the ten Great Grandmasters of the Alchemy World, let alone the resurrected Medicine Kings of past generations, dared say they could defeat Shen Qiang.

Despite this.

The challengers still felt unwilling to give up.

After all, their goal in challenging Shen Qiang was the billions in wealth and the title of Medicine King.

"Perhaps all one hundred thirty-one of his pills are the same."

"A last-ditch attempt, after all, admitting defeat now would mean working for Shen Qiang for free for ten years, so even if there's a sliver of hope, we can't give up."

"Although refusing to concede at this point is indeed losing grace and face, there's no other choice. Even if we lose, we need to lose clearly!"

Knowing full well that refusing to concede now is akin to being shameless, many alchemists still gritted their teeth and stubbornly said.

"Please don't take offense, Medicine King Shen. Your attainments in elixirs are indeed astonishing, but even if we lose, please allow us to see your trump card."

"Yes, Medicine King Shen, if your pills are truly superior to ours, then we will naturally concede."

Upon hearing their words, Shen Qiang smiled and said, "Alright, then I'll trouble the five Great Grandmasters to verify the pills. If you have any doubts, you can check them personally. With so many people here as witnesses, I'm not afraid of you reneging."

"So let's do it this way. Take your time with the verification, and I will take my leave first. Just inform me once the results are out."

With that, Shen Qiang stood up and smiled toward the prominent figures on the stage, "Excuse me, I'll trouble everyone to serve as witnesses."

Many prominent figures stood up one after another.

"Medicine King Shen, you're too courteous."

"Please feel free, Medicine King Shen. Rest assured with us here; anyone who dares not to acknowledge defeat will not be let off lightly."

"Rest assured."

The sect leaders of various sects were no longer in a sneaky demeanor; all were smiling brightly. Seeing this, Shen Qiang's gaze shifted to the peerlessly beautiful Fairy Qin Yurou, standing on the second floor of the sports hall, just about to transmit a message asking her to accompany him for a walk.

Unexpectedly, Medicine King Valley Master Qin Yongquan took the initiative first.

"Qin Yurou, quickly come and help your father verify the pills."

Upon hearing this, Qin Yurou immediately responded.

Shen Qiang smiled, with a look of helplessness.

Because the matter was too apparent—a rare opportunity for Qin Yurou to closely observe the differences among the one hundred thirty-one pills of Shen Qiang and the challengers.

Therefore, Qin Yongquan didn't ignore his status when making such a statement.

But in fact, it's really beneficial.

Now Qin Yurou's pills have reached peak quality, one step up would be to Immortal Grade, and then to Divine Grade.

If, after defeating these alchemists, Qin Yurou, with her great big picture view and high level, could assist Shen Qiang in managing the Pill Hall, then all problems would be easily solved.

Moreover.

With Qin Yurou's talents, Shen Qiang believes that if she could refine Immortal Pills, that would be overly ambitious. At least in the next thirty to fifty years, Qin Yurou probably couldn't achieve it. But if it's merely refining Divine Grade Elixir Pills, with details of technique provided, and some crucial tricks, Shen Qiang is confident, within three to five batches, or possibly two to three years, Qin Yurou will surely produce Divine Grade Elixir Pills.

By that time, Shen Qiang will be free, allowing him to become a carefree sect leader.

After all, at home now, among the demons, there's Chu Qing and four Great Demons from the Fortune Sect, as well as Steward Gui, ensuring no trouble arises.

In the cultivation side of Heshenghe Group, there's Bianyi, Xiu Ju, and Kang Luoying.

If he could also let go of the elixir side, then Shen Qiang would truly be free and leisurely as an immortal.

Nodding toward Qin Yurou, giving a reassuring look to Weisheng Zhimei, Shen Qiang proceeded to walk outside, softly transmitting a message when passing by Pan Meiqing's side, "Accompany me for a walk; it's too stifling in this sports hall."

Upon hearing this, the alluring Pan Meiqing, whose beauty was on a par with a sumptuous chariot, unexpectedly blushed.

Sneaking glances around with her captivating eyes.

Then cautiously followed Shen Qiang outside, but accidentally caught sight of her long-lost father Pan Zheng smiling and nodding at her, which made her even more embarrassed and shy.

But there's no choice.

This time, Shen Qiang brought quite a few people to Medicine King Valley, but Steward Gui and the Great Sea Demon King had already left. Ke Bizhu needed to record Dan Fighting results, and Ye Guyun was to assist Ke Bizhu.

Zhan Deyuan was lurking in the dark, invisible.

Ji Wei and the tall swordsmen seemed more like Shen Qiang's mighty generals, currently staring fiercely at the challengers, showing an expression of not being able to leave if they reneged on their promise.

So, in such circumstances, the only one able to accompany Shen Qiang going out was her.

After all, Qin Yurou was helping with the pill verification, and as Baihua Palace Master, Weisheng Zhimei couldn't leave at such a time.

Thus, in her mind, finding various reasons for Pan Meiqing followed closely behind Shen Qiang, exiting the sports hall.

Outside the sports hall, it was now drizzling and misty, even the wind blowing carried a moist freshness.

Such weather was evidently not very suitable for a walk, but the upright figure of Shen Qiang stood relying on a transparent umbrella, wide enough for two to walk side by side, looking back at Pan Meiqing, the smile in his eyes and the gesture for her to come over made her blush abruptly.

"I have True Qi, no need for an umbrella."

She said shyly.

Shen Qiang laughed, "Having been a cultivator for so long, don't you want to experience the peace of an ordinary person?"

When she heard this, the sensuous Pan Meiqing hesitated, then looked outside, later realizing that the area around the sports hall now had very few cultivators. The weather was bad, and those cultivators were either waiting to see the results of the Dan Fighting or wandering around the exhibitions of the Thirty-two Skillful Hands or Pill Alliance, buying elixirs and such.

After all, it was a chance once every three years, and it was already coming to an end; within a few hours, even if they wanted to do something else, it wouldn't be too late.

"Come over."

Seeing Pan Meiqing, with her face flushed and hesitant as if she dared not come over, Shen Qiang smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, I just want to talk to you."

Upon hearing this, blushing Pan Meiqing playfully said, "So annoying."

But after she spoke, she blushed even more, walking beside Shen Qiang, the fresh fragrance of her presence instantly radiant.