Strongest Medical Saint

"I'll take this stone,"

Shen Feng walked up to the stall and pulled out two stacks of Hundred Yuan Banknotes from the Snake Skin Bag, amounting to exactly twenty thousand Yuan.

Fatty Qian and Wang Anxiong wanted to rush to pay, but they almost always used cards for their expenses and didn't have that much cash on them.

For a moment, they were filled with regret, swearing that from now on, whenever they went out with Shen Feng, they would bring more cash; otherwise, it would be another missed opportunity to show off!

The young man who had just mocked the old granny's face soured upon seeing the two bright red stacks of Hundred Yuan Banknotes, muttering under his breath, "Who would actually buy this broken stone? You must be in cahoots, trying to scam money with such a trick. Scammers really go to great lengths for money these days."

Wang Anxiong's face tightened as he barked, "Young man, watch your tone. Do you know what comes from a loose tongue?"

When dealing with others, Wang Anxiong exuded the demeanor of a superior, his sharp eyes fixed intently on the young man.

The young man was just an ordinary person, and, seeing Wang Anxiong's unfriendly demeanor, he quickly moved forward, his mouth still muttering, "If you're not together, and you spend twenty thousand Yuan on a broken stone, then your brains must have issues."

Fatty Qian was quite annoyed with the young man, and as he and Wang Anxiong stepped forward to grab him,

the young man took off running, following the principle that a wise man does not eat the loss before his eyes.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

But his foot got caught on a stone on the ground, causing him to fall directly onto a stall to his left.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

This stall happened to be selling fragile fake antiques, and the stall owner was certainly not going to miss such an opportunity to extort someone.

He grabbed the young man fiercely and shouted, "Kid, you've ruined the antiques on my stall, if you don't give me an explanation today, don't even think about leaving Antique City."

After seeing someone teaching the indiscreet young man a lesson, Wang Anxiong and Fatty Qian returned to Shen Feng's side.

After receiving the twenty thousand Yuan from Shen Feng, the old granny's eyes brimmed with tears of gratitude. She had been peddling on the street for five days, and not a single person had shown interest in the stone, while her husband at home was still waiting for the money to get treated.

"Young man, thank you, thank you for buying my stone. What I said was true; when my husband found the stone, it really was glowing," the old granny kept thanking him.

Shen Feng crouched down and ran his hand over the white stone the size of a washbasin.

As his palm moved slowly over it, he could tell that it was an exceptionally pure piece of Immortal Flavor Stone.

Such a large Immortal Flavor Stone could extract quite a bit of Immortal Flavor Liquid.

It's true that just a drop of Immortal Flavor Liquid added during cooking could bring out the ultimate perfection in the taste of the ingredients.

However, to activate the Immortal Flavor Liquid and make full use of its effects, a Cultivation Technique was needed.

The higher the level of the Cultivation Technique, the more perfect the effectiveness of the Immortal Flavor Liquid could be harnessed. When Shen Feng first arrived in the Immortal Realm, he had used Immortal Flavor Liquid in cooking.

Subsequently, when he became the Immortal Emperor, there were naturally people specifically responsible for his diet.

In the Immortal Realm, those responsible for his dietary needs were all top-notch experts; after all, reaching the Immortal Emperor level, one could do without eating, and for such a powerful being, eating was merely a way to satisfy cravings.

Shen Feng pondered that if he could find a way for the Immortal Flavor Liquid to be activated without the need of a cultivation technique and if he could locate a vast amount of Immortal Flavor Stone, it could definitely be an industry with growth potential.

"Granny, where did you find this stone? Does your family have more like it?" Shen Feng inquired.

The old granny was very grateful to Shen Feng and had no suspicions of him. "Young man, my old man only found this one stone, and it was discovered on a mountain near our home."

Shen Feng nodded. "Granny, if your husband's illness doesn't improve, then you can contact me. I might be able to help you."

Although Wang Anxiong didn't know why Shen Feng wanted to buy such a stone, he was a very perceptive person. He pulled out a business card from his pocket, which had his private number on it, and handed it over: "Granny, if you want to find us later, you can call this number."

Seeing Wang Anxiong handing out his business card, Shen Feng himself only had Su Jingyu's mobile phone, which wasn't his own number.

It was the same for Wang Anxiong, who had already planned on bringing his parents to Wuzhou to develop a business and make money. As long as Wang Anxiong performed well, there would be quite a few intersections between him and Wang Anxiong in the future.

Shen Feng wasn't in a hurry to find another Immortal Flavor Stone, as probably he was the only person on Earth who knew the stone's purpose.

He guessed there might be a vein of Immortal Flavor Stone near the old granny's home.

Even if the old granny didn't contact him later, relying on the aura of the Immortal Flavor Stone he currently had, he could roughly estimate the direction of the stone's vein.

After receiving the business card, the old granny felt even more grateful towards Shen Feng and Wang Anxiong.

This made Shen Feng somewhat embarrassed; the Immortal Flavor Stone might be worthless in someone else's hands, but in his, it immediately became valuable. He wanted to give the old granny an additional 20,000 Yuan.

However, the old granny was a simple person who refused to accept the additional 20,000 Yuan. If Shen Feng insisted, she would simply not sell the stone.

In response to this,

Shen Feng felt rather helpless inside and could only repeatedly remind the old granny to call Wang Anxiong's number immediately if her husband's illness didn't improve after a long time.

He was eager to report safety to his parents, so he planned to visit his relatives in Wuzhou later. Otherwise, he would have followed the old granny home right now.

Carrying 20,000 Yuan in cash wasn't safe, so Shen Feng and Wang Anxiong, wanting to do a good deed to the end, accompanied the old granny to the bank to deposit the money. After making sure she got into a vehicle, they left.

Shen Feng didn't want to stroll around Antique City anymore; the time was nearing six o'clock, and his relatives should be off work and at home by now.

He didn't ask Wang Anxiong and Fatty Qian to come along.

However, Wang Anxiong wanted to treat Shen Feng to lunch at ZY Club the next day. After his repeated requests, and since Shen Feng needed to pick up his ID card, it worked out for him to go there tomorrow.

Shen Feng no longer refused Wang Anxiong's enthusiasm and simply stated that he would go to ZY Club by himself tomorrow.

Shen Feng, carrying his worn Snake Skin Bag with the Immortal Flavor Stone inside, hailed a taxi directly.

His relatives in Wuzhou were his aunt and uncle, but the relationship with his family had become rather distant, otherwise he wouldn't have been treated so coldly in their home in the past.

Sitting in the taxi, he arrived at the entrance of a nicely situated neighborhood in Wuzhou City.

Relying on memory, Shen Feng entered one of the buildings, took the elevator to the fifth floor, walked up to a family's door, and rang the doorbell.

Shortly afterward, a middle-aged woman opened the door and stepped out. Upon seeing Shen Feng, a look of panic flashed across her eyes. After confirming that she was facing a living person, she gradually came back to her senses. Her tone was filled with doubt but also contempt: "Shen Feng? Aren't you supposed to be dead?"