Overbearing Immortal Doctor Chapter 1667 - 1766: Unable to Keep Up

"Haha, it truly is your honor, otherwise..." Qiu Luo was the first to laugh, but the laughter didn’t last. Qin Feng waved his hand and brought Golden Fist Wind towards him. The punch seemed not very powerful, but the speed had reached an astonishing level.

"Bang!"

A muffled explosion echoed in the hall, and soon, Qiu Luo, with his two great achievements in the Holy Land, instantly erupted and was annihilated along with his soul.

Before the crowd could react, Qin Feng had already slowly extended his finger. It was a very ordinary gesture. He pointed at the White-faced Scholar. The color of the scholar’s face suddenly turned pale. He only wanted to turn around and flee. Under everyone’s surprised gaze, he dashed straight with a beam of light. Soon, the White-faced Scholar followed in Qiu Luo’s footsteps.

Second Layer of the Holy Land! Third Layer of the Holy Land, in an instant! The killer didn’t even look. How powerful was this? At this moment, those who wanted to seize the treasure were all pale, even the red-haired man didn’t dare to wet his pants, fearing that the terrifying young man would point his next finger at him.

However, Qin Feng had already withdrawn his arm, simultaneously speaking in a cold voice, "Those who want to seize the treasure, can’t keep up?"

As soon as he spoke, the entire auction house trembled, and those who came to watch the fun widened their eyes, unable to believe the scene. The bodyguards capturing snapshots of the mall stood by in fear, not daring to lift their heads.

Power, it decides everything in this world.

Qin Feng suddenly stopped at the doorway. As he paused, everyone in the hall felt a swift approaching death.

Qin Feng turned back to look at the person auctioning the Heavenly Grass. "Ah, your singing needle is too expensive."

"O-Adult. I know I was wrong. I only need two divine-level skills. I don’t want it anymore." The extremely terrified Doctor begged on his knees.

Qin Feng shook his head slightly, wishing he could negotiate a deal with him. "I won’t lose you. I don’t care much for some techniques, but you only have a third-level extreme environment and level nine," He finished, pulling Baili Yue out of the auction house. He rarely killed. Obtaining twenty Anxi Xiang made him feel good. However, as long as he did not offend these small figures, he would forgive them. The so-called Prime Minister, with a stomach that could hold a ship, signifies the higher the position, the less respect for those below.

Once the two disappeared, Qing Lian looked in admiration at the direction they vanished and muttered, "A group of foolish idiots, completely unaware they were confronting the Grandmaster of the Master Sky Shattering. The most powerful person in today’s world, who wishes to die but cannot?"

Lanwan City, the auction was a bustling street, and Qin Feng and Baili Yue strolled out hand in hand.

"Hey, what are we going to do now? Do you want to return to the Emperor in Antarctica and offer the Ming Dynasty’s Heavenly Grass to the ancestors?" Baili Yue couldn’t help but ask.

Qin Feng laughed and said, "No hurry, let’s go shopping first."

"Shopping?" Baili Yue was slightly stunned, but her pretty face soon lit up with a smile. Shopping is a woman’s nature, and Qin Feng was willing to accompany her to shop in thriving cities like Lanwan City, naturally making her happy.

Qin Feng laughed and said, "Several people from the auction are following us. One of them is an old friend of mine. I wonder when he plans to show up."

"Oh," Baili Yue couldn’t help but pout her alluring lips, "So you’re not just purely accompanying me shopping."

"Dizzy, this is accompanying you shopping. I’ll buy you the best accessories later," Qin Feng chuckled heartily.

Just then, faint laughter came from behind. "Haha, would this friend like to stay?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Feng was not surprised. He pulled Baili Yue and slowly turned around. Before him appeared a man wearing a white robe. A warm smile graced his face, but within the smile lay a hint of gentle air.

This man was Huangfu Qumo. As a Royal Family member within the royal lineage, he cultivated at the Sword Palace. Huangfu Ancient People sent him to Netherworld Canyon to collect the Netherworld Heavenly Grass. After all, this was the site of the Sword Pavilion Ruins.

At this point, Qin Feng could recognize him, but couldn’t help but change his appearance slightly.

Behind Huangfu Qumo, three elderly individuals closely followed. Qin Feng’s eyes subtly focused on their presence. The two elders in the back were imposing, clearly having reached the realm of the Holy Land. However, the elderly individual at the forefront, though his hands were tucked within his sleeves like an ordinary elder, Qin Feng’s strong spirit easily discerned that this person’s power had reached the pinnacle of the Holy Land Sixth Layer. Such strength, even Qin Feng dared not be careless.

"You called for me?" Qin Feng smiled, looking at Huangfu Qumo.

"Haha, dear friend, I’m also very interested in the Mingming Heavenly Grass. I wonder if you would consider reselling it to me?" Huangfu Qumo smiled at Qin Feng, his eyes fixed on the empty ring on Qin Feng’s knuckles.

Upon hearing this, Qin Feng laughed, "I’d like to see what price you’re quoting."

Huangfu Qumo said, "You paid the cost of ten Divine Skills for this mysterious heavenly grass. I can exchange it for sixteen Divine Skills. How about that?"

"Sixteen?" Qin Feng took a sip and said, "I’m curious. You seemed to be present at the auction earlier. Since you’re so interested in this dark heavenly grass, why not auction it now to come find me?"

"About that..." Huangfu Qumo smiled faintly, then said, "If you’re satisfied with sixteen Divine Skills, you can also mention anything else you desire."

Apparently, assisting the Holy Land is the most precious. It’s even said to be the most significant treasure of Heaven and Earth for cultivating in Holy Land.

No matter how precious it is, for a cultivator, the fruit of blood far exceeds the dark heavenly grass. At the same time, the Three Nations Grass is a hundred times rarer than Mingming Heavenly Grass, nearly a legend. Generally, a single Three Masters Divine Fruit is enough to exchange for twenty Anxi Xiang, and now Huangfu Qumo’s offer is truly tempting.

Qin Feng pursed his lips, saying, "Joining is truly beneficial."

Huangfu Qumo proudly said, "The intention of the Huangfu Ancient People in exchanging Mingming Heavenly Intent Grass is very sincere; they would spare no effort to obtain any Mingming Heavenly Intent Grass and hope that the friend can reconsider."

"Oh? Spare no effort? Is this a warning to me that if I don’t comply, I will completely offend the Huangfu Ancient People?" Qin Feng raised an eyebrow, as Huangfu Qumo subtly brought out the significant influence of the Huangfu Ancient People. If they were ordinary people, they would succumb. Unfortunately, Qin Feng was not among those who succumbed.

Huangfu Qumo did not deny, proudly saying, "I believe friends are wise, they must know how to decide."

Qin Feng seemed impatient, smiling as he said, "I’m curious. Why are the Huangfu Ancient People so eager to get Mingming’s Heavenly Grass, and then let go? What do they intend to do?"

Huangfu Qumo took a deep breath and said, "I don’t need to tell my friends about this matter. I think it’s irrelevant to you."

"Then," Qin Feng chuckled, "my fate grass is also irrelevant to you."

Huangfu Qumo’s eyes turned cold suddenly, "What did you say?"

Qin Feng said, "I said that the Nether River is mine, and I won’t hand it over to you."

As he spoke, Qin Feng pulled Baili Yue’s delicate hand, intending to leave.

"Stop!" As a furious shout resonated, a pair of wizened palms immediately bent, reaching Qin Feng’s neck like lightning. Judging by the speed and power, it seemed they wanted to kill Qin Feng directly.

"Hmm!" The sudden attack of the old man at the peak of the Holy Land Sixth Layer made Qin Feng’s eyes cold. He didn’t slow down either; he merely retaliated with a backhand strike. It was overwhelming, almost like a sudden attack had struck.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound resounded. Under Qin Feng’s palm, the assailing elder staggered back a few steps. Qin Feng recalled the whip-like leg full of power, before that whip flashed towards the latter’s face.