Fury Immortal Doctor

Chapter 1830 - 1833: Power Outage? What Use Is a Grain of Light?

Shen Qiang entered the exhibition hall, smiling broadly at the graceful Sleeping Fire Lotus Demon Ke Bizhu and Purple, whose sensuality was at the level of a meat-and-egg battle tank, arranging the booth. From the angle Shen Qiang was sitting, the physique of these two was simply explosive.Looking at Purple, with her stunning beauty and sensuality, beside Shen Qiang, and then glancing at the intelligent and steady Ke Bizhu, and again at the charming and delicate Ye Guyun, who was munching on a large bag of chips and occasionally stuffing a handful into Shen Qiang's mouth, the many Thirty-two Skillful Hands alchemists that followed Shen Qiang into the exhibition hall were simply consumed with jealousy.

"Is there justice in the world? Shen Qiang is so impressive that even the old demons of Medicine King Valley come out to meet him and prepare a pot of the legendary Immortal Tea Lingxiao Silver Bud for him, while ignoring the rest of us. Not only that, but the most infuriating part is, even though that heavenly beauty has already left, there are still three others by his side!"

"Scoundrel! Shameless bastard! Morally bankrupt! Shen Qiang should be arrested and executed!"

"Ugh, these women are so foolish. What's so good about Shen Qiang? We are full of righteousness, our fame is far-reaching, yet they don't even look at us. Look at the way they gaze at Shen Qiang with those dreamy eyes. Really, ugh..."

The many alchemists were both jealous and hateful.

At this moment, the middle-aged alchemist in his forties who had repeatedly challenged Shen Qiang, only for Shen Qiang to ignore him, came over. Although his eyes were also fixed, full of envy, on Ye Guyun, Ke Bizhu, and Purple, when he glanced at booth number 29,

his eyes instantly lit up as he exclaimed with surprise, "Haha, booth number 29! Heaven has eyes indeed!"

Upon hearing this, the many alchemists preparing their booths quickly glanced over.

"What's that saying? Don't act pretentious, or you'll get struck by lightning. You're pretty impressive, right, Shen Qiang? Getting Immortal Pills and waiting on Lingxiao Silver Bud tea, but what does that matter? Every fellow knows the most important thing at the Pill Alchemy Conference is not how many awards you've won, but how many elixir pills you've sold!"

Following the middle-aged man's words, the many alchemists present burst into laughter.

"Incredible, booth number 29 is famous for being a barren booth! This is now my fifth time participating in the Pill Alchemy Conference, and over the years, regardless of who is at booth number 29, no one has ever managed to receive orders exceeding fifty million."

"Haha, karma! That's what it is, karma! Don't you get it? This exhibition hall was designed by experts. Booth number 29 is the dead door, while any other booth has at least one window, symbolizing a sliver of life, but number 29 has no windows whatsoever, thus it's known as the lone peril ground."

"This is hilarious. Doing business is all about starting off on a good foot. Such a lone peril ground leaves no room for imagination; Shen Qiang's elixir pills sales will surely be at the bottom."

Hearing their laughter.

Sitting there playing on his phone with Ye Guyun, Shen Qiang coldly raised an eyebrow, chuckling, "You can tell from one look at you people that you've never invested in a storefront. Do you know what matters about a storefront? Golden edges, silver corners, grassy belly. To put it plainly, the best shopfronts are on the side, next best at the corner, while those in the middle are actually the worst."

The middle-aged alchemist in his forties sneered, "Wow, didn't expect you, Shen Qiang, to be so stubborn. You call that a corner? That's a dead corner. The real premium corner booth is across from you."

As everyone laughed at his words.

Shen Qiang calmly raised an eyebrow and said, "You're right, everything you said is true. The booth opposite is the silver corner, and mine is a dead corner. From a feng shui perspective, his booth is like a sharp sword pointing at me; not conducive to wealth. In theory, as customers pass by, their attention will instinctively be drawn to his booth."

"But don't forget, everything is a balance between yin and yang, extremes will be counteracted. From a positional angle, the booth opposite has seized all the advantages. If our elixir pills were of similar quality, I would be completely restrained by him, but as long as my elixir pills are of one or two levels better than his, the situation turns where I counter him, and his sword becomes a mere guide for the God of Wealth, serving as a beacon."

Hearing this, everyone felt a chill.

After all, as cultivators, they understood the principle of yin and yang opposition.

"When yin is strong and yang weakens, when yang is strong, yin retreats. What Shen Qiang says isn't without reason. Even though on the surface, that booth number 29 appears to be an isolated island outside the exhibition hall, and the entire hall's feng shui points directly at position 29, making those there instinctively uncomfortable, wanting to leave. But if Shen Qiang really can suppress that negative energy, the other booths across the exhibition hall will all be sending money his way."

"Does Shen Qiang really have that capability?"

"Suddenly feeling a bit uneasy, Shen Qiang casually handed out two Immortal Pills earlier, and even the old folks of Medicine King Valley, hidden for centuries, invited him for tea. If he really stirs up something, this situation would be really uncertain."

Everyone shared gloomy expressions, exchanging a glance.

Then.

Whoosh.

The only booth in the entire exhibition hall that needed lighting even during the day, booth number 29, suddenly lost power.

Everyone froze.

Ke Bizhu bewilderingly flicked the switch repeatedly, yet the lights remained off.

Upon seeing this.

The numerous alchemists present burst into laughter instantaneously.

"Hahaha, I told you so, beware of acting pretentious and getting struck by lightning. You were still dazzling, thinking you could defy fate, Shen Qiang, have you realized? This is karma. Did you think you could have it all? Oh, the beauties follow you, the old monsters appreciate you, but what happened now? Didn't Heaven open its eyes?"

"Hahaha, hilarious, hilarious, I can't take it, still acting cool. How about now? Fizzle, no power, right?"

"Hahaha, Shen Qiang, you've got to give up this time. Without electricity, do you still wish for orders? In pitch darkness, who buys your elixir pills?"

The middle-aged man in his forties also laughed maliciously, "Shen Qiang, how about I lend you a few candles? Maybe when those cultivators come, they'll be drawn to that little flame?"

In the midst of everyone's uproarious laughter.

Zong Zixiao hurriedly came over, seeing Shen Qiang's booth darkened, he not only smiled but also didn't rush, instead confidently standing to the side, full of expressions that said, Shen Qiang, no electricity, can't operate, right? Come beg me, I'll give your booth back to you, huh?

Gazing at the boastful, shameless expression of Zong Zixiao, along with the wide-open mouths laughing the alchemists almost to tears, Shen Qiang let out a chuckle.

"What use is a glow of a grain of rice? It's gone, better so."

The people present were puzzled as to why Shen Qiang would say such things.

But just then, as Shen Qiang laughed heartily, everyone clearly saw an ethereal radiance emerge from Shen Qiang's hand.