Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor
Chapter 1032: Medium Grade Creation Pill

Chapter 1032: Chapter 1032: Medium Grade Creation Pill

Zhuang Zhi’s implication was that Liu Qingqing had to defeat Yang Lin to qualify to represent Bitao Martial Academy at the Sect’s Great Meeting in Purple Flame City; otherwise, she would have to stay and cultivate in the academy.

Fang Bai glanced at Zhuang Zhi, his lips curling slightly into a smile that sent chills down Zhuang Zhi’s spine and made his back feel cold.

"How can I feel this way?"

Zhuang Zhi was secretly shocked. The moment Fang Bai showed him that smile, he felt a sense of despair and powerlessness like an ant facing an elephant, like mortals facing a deity. It was as if his fate was controlled by Fang Bai, and whether he lived or died was no longer up to him.

Even when facing Ren Jingbo, the dean who was two minor realms higher than him, Zhuang Zhi had never felt such terror.

"It must be an illusion... It has to be an illusion..."

Zhuang Zhi shook his head vigorously and then muttered to himself.

When he looked at Fang Bai again, he found that Fang Bai had already withdrawn his gaze and could only snort in annoyance.

"Steward Zhuang, can’t you speak properly? Why the cryptic tone? Has Fang Bai offended you in some way? You’re a respected Desolate Level Martial Artist and one of the academy stewards. Even if Fang Bai has upset you, surely as an elder, you needn’t stoop to such petty squabbles?"

Ge Feng had always favored Fang Bai and was soon to mentor him in Martial Arts Techniques and impart the Martial Dao Arcane to him. The two of them were almost in a teacher-disciple relationship.

Ge Feng, always protective of his own and disdaining Zhuang Zhi’s character, knew Zhuang Zhi was a "lackey" under Elder Lei. Therefore, when he saw Zhuang Zhi speaking harshly to Fang Bai, he couldn’t help but stand up for Fang Bai.

Zhuang Zhi, who dared to taunt Fang Bai, didn’t dare to confront Ge Feng. Seeing Ge Feng defending Fang Bai, he turned his head away and fell silent.

"In front of Fang Bai, Steward Zhuang indeed is an elder. But in front of Elder Ge, he is but a junior! Elder Ge’s barbed words lack the grace of an elder!"

Elder Lei, Zhuang Zhi’s backer, seeing Zhuang Zhi embarrassed, sneered in support of him.

Ge Feng remained unbothered, chuckled, and asked, "Between Liu Qingqing and Yang Lin, who do you think will win, Elder Lei?"

Elder Lei was caught off guard by the sudden shift in topic. He frowned and said, "Yang Lin had a duel with Fang Bai not long ago and was heavily injured. His injuries have likely not fully recovered, so the outcome of his fight with Liu Qingqing... is hard to predict."

Originally, when Yang Lin and his cousin, Yang Wei, challenged Hou Ziping and Fang Bai, both were defeated, and Yang Lin was severely reprimanded by Fang Bai. Many thought it would take months for him to recover, but to everyone’s surprise, he was soon bouncing back and even took part in this mountain training.

Few knew that after his injuries, Elder Lei had secretly given him several Healing Pills, which led to a swift and full recovery of his strength to its peak.

Elder Lei said Yang Lin hadn’t fully recovered, as a way to prepare an excuse should Yang Lin lose to Liu Qingqing, giving him a way to save face.

"Tomorrow’s battle between Liu Qingqing and Yang Lin will reveal who is stronger. That’s enough for now; everyone should go back and prepare. In three days, once the list of ten participants for the Sect meeting is finalized, we can set out for Purple Flame City."

Ren Jingbo, aware that Ge Feng and Elder Lei often clashed and seeing the Sect meeting drawing near, didn’t want to see them argue and affect morale, so he spoke up.

Hearing this, everyone in Lingtian Hall stood up and dispersed.

The sky had already darkened, and under the bright moon that hung high, one could see over a dozen Martial Academy senior members using their movement techniques, swooping down from Lingtian Peak like flying, then each returning to their own dwelling.

"Fang Bai, come here, I have some words for you."

Fang Bai was the last to leave Lingtian Hall, and at the foot of the mountain, he saw a figure ahead waving at him—it was none other than Ge Feng.

"Elder Ge, what are your orders?"

Fang Bai quickened his steps, approached Ge Feng, cupped his fists, and asked respectfully as he bowed.

Ge Feng casually pulled out several bottles of Elixirs and stuffed them into Fang Bai’s hands, smiling, "Since you chose me to instruct you in Martial Arts Techniques, we are considered to have a mentor-apprentice relationship. These bottles of Elixir are a gift for our first meeting."

He sighed and continued, "Although I oversee the Elixir Hall in the Martial Academy, the Cultivation Resources stored there don’t belong to me personally. Moreover, with my own cultivation needs, my hands are also quite tied... Fang Bai, don’t consider it too little!"

Fang Bai lowered his head to look at the bottles of Elixir that Ge Feng had given him, labeled as Gathering Yuan Pills and Healing Pills. Although these Elixirs were of low quality, Fang Bai could feel that the Essence Energy released from the Elixirs inside the bottles was significantly better than those he received monthly from the Elixir Hall.

Fang Bai knew that the Bitao Martial Academy itself could not produce Elixirs, so from menial servant disciples to high-level officials of the Martial Academy, all Elixirs needed for cultivation were acquired through exchanging vast quantities of Essence Stones and Spiritual Medicines from outside—making each bottle incredibly precious.

Although the number of Elixirs Ge Feng gave to Fang Bai was small, their medicinal effects were decent and used by the high-level officials of the Martial Academy for cultivation. This gift was indeed not shabby.

Fang Bai, appreciating Ge Feng’s kindness, accepted the gift without any refusal.

"Elder Ge, this Creation Pill I have here was obtained during an experience before I entered our Bitao Martial Academy. It’s a mid-quality Creation Pill, which I think would be more suitable for your use. I’m giving it to you as a tribute now."

As Fang Bai spoke, he flipped his right hand, and a white jade bottle specifically for storing Elixirs appeared in his palm, which he handed to Ge Feng.

The white jade bottle looked exceptionally exquisite, and the clean bottle body was inscribed with the words "Creation Pill."

The Creation Pill could significantly enhance a Martial Artist’s success rate during breakthroughs in realm advancements, especially for a practitioner like Ge Feng who had failed numerous attempts—it held a tremendous allure.

When Ge Feng initially heard the words "Creation Pill," he thought Fang Bai had brought out a low-quality Creation Pill and did not take it seriously. As soon as he heard "mid-quality Creation Pill," his body jolted violently, and he visibly became excited.

"This Creation Pill... is it really mid-quality?"

Ge Feng’s gaze was fixed on the white jade bottle in Fang Bai’s palm, forcibly suppressing the excitement in his heart, and asked with a quavering voice.

"You can see for yourself," Fang Bai said with a smile, handing the white jade bottle filled with mid-quality Creation Pill to Ge Feng.

Ge Feng’s hands trembled as he pulled out the bottle stopper, and a dense, pure Essence Energy immediately emanated from the mouth of the bottle.

"Indeed... it really is a mid-quality Creation Pill..."

Ge Feng, sensing the dense and pure Essence Energy, murmured to himself, and before he knew it, tears had filled his face.