Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor
Chapter 1042: Brother Fang, Is It Really You?

Chapter 1042: Chapter 1042: Brother Fang, Is It Really You?

Long Xing teased Yang Lin a few times, then left him with a contemptuous smile, striding away.

Huang Miao and Fang Bai got along well, so seeing that Fang Bai’s life and death were unknown, not only did Yang Lin show no sorrow, he even took the opportunity to set his sights on Liu Qingqing, which greatly infuriated her.

She glared fiercely at Yang Lin, her gaze carrying a warning.

Even Shen Yulin felt some disdain for Yang Lin’s behavior, looking at him with contempt.

The other disciples of the Bitao Martial Academy also felt that Yang Lin’s actions were too much and not befitting of a gentleman.

Even Ge Feng felt dissatisfied with Yang Lin.

Yang Lin also realized that he seemed to have incurred everyone’s wrath, and not daring to flirt with Liu Qingqing any longer, he hung his head, following dutifully behind the group. However, in his heart, he hated everyone accompanying him.

"One day, when I’ve greatly increased my strength, I’ll trample all of you underfoot, ruthlessly torment you, and vent my anger! As for Liu Qingqing, isn’t she acting all high and mighty? By that time, I’ll make her throw herself into my arms willingly, crying and begging to become my cultivation partner!"

Yang Lin clenched his fists tightly, thinking this to himself.

Having passed through the harsh natural environment of the Blizzard Mountain Range, the land before them flattened out. Further ahead lay a smooth path.

"Qingqing, let’s go! Those four Desolate Level Martial Artists that appeared in the Soul Severing Valley clearly came for Fang Bai. With him being taken by them, the odds are grim!"

Seeing Liu Qingqing frequently looking back as if still hoping for something, Ge Feng sighed and spoke to her kindly.

Liu Qingqing shook her head, saying, "Elder Ge, I have this feeling that Brother Fang isn’t in trouble. And... it’s like he’s always been close by..."

Ever since Liu Qingqing started cultivating the martial arts techniques taught by Fang Bai, she felt that somehow she had established a sort of psychic connection with him. When Fang Bai suddenly disappeared in Soul Severing Valley, she was initially anxious, worried, and devastated. However, after calming down, she sensed that Fang Bai seemed to guard them closely, never having left.

Ge Feng thought that Liu Qingqing was speaking out of excessive grief and managed a wry smile, "Qingqing, you need to calm down and be strong..."

Liu Qingqing also gave a wry smile and said, "Elder Ge, I am calm and haven’t lost my reason to grief. I truly feel that Brother Fang is still alive, and not far from us..."

"Alas..."

Confronted with Liu Qingqing’s "persistence," Ge Feng felt helpless and sighed again, thinking he would wait until they reached Purple Flame City to properly counsel and comfort her.

Due to Liu Qingqing, the Bitao Martial Academy’s team wasn’t traveling quickly. By dusk, they had only left Soul Severing Valley by more than five hundred li, and now on the horizon ahead, a small expanse of virgin forest appeared, with the road beneath their feet extending straight into it.

"It’s getting late. Let’s rest in that hilly area tonight and continue our journey early tomorrow. By this time tomorrow, we should have reached Purple Flame City."

Ge Feng spoke loudly.

They had previously traversed Soul Severing Valley, braved strong winds, and faced heavy snow, which had drained much of their Essence Energy. After traveling several hundred li without rest, they were all somewhat weary. Upon hearing Ge Feng’s words, they drove their Swiftwind Horses towards the hills at the edge of the virgin forest.

Liu Qingqing, however, seemed to sense something, her emotions suddenly becoming agitated. She dismounted from her Swiftwind Horse, leaped onto the tallest hill, and stood there, gazing intently into the nearby forest.

Shen Yulin and the others felt strange, unable to understand what Junior Sister Liu was doing. From her demeanor, she seemed very excited and agitated. Could it be that the sorrow and shadows brought to her by Fang Bai’s demise had passed so quickly?

"Brother Fang, is it really you? Is it really you?..."

Liu Qingqing stood at the top of the hill, gazing towards the forest, her hands clasped in front of her chest, murmuring to herself, tears starting to form in her eyes.

Shen Yulin and the others stopped paying attention to Liu Qingqing. They busied themselves by tying their Swiftwind Horses to large rocks, then picked a suitable spot to sit cross-legged and recuperate, striving to recover their strength to its peak as soon as possible.

"Qingqing, you should also sit down and rest for a while! We’ll reach Purple Flame City tomorrow, and during the Martial Dao competition of the Sect’s grand meeting, we’ll need you to fight. You..."

After sitting down cross-legged, Ge Feng spoke softly, attempting to persuade Liu Qingqing.

He had brought nine disciples this time and had already lost the most promising of them, Fang Bai. If Liu Qingqing couldn’t adjust her state before reaching Purple Flame City, it would be difficult to ensure victory if she faced a formidable opponent in the Martial Dao competition.

Ge Feng urged her twice in succession but saw no response from Liu Qingqing, which made him somewhat displeased. Suddenly, he sensed that Liu Qingqing’s aura became violent and chaotic, and her body started to tremble uncontrollably.

Surprised, Elder Ge stood up and looked in the direction of Liu Qingqing’s gaze, and like her, his emotions became agitated, and his body started shaking uncontrollably.

"I just knew it... I just knew it..."

Liu Qingqing murmured, then suddenly clamped a hand over her mouth, and tears started falling like beads off a broken string.

At this moment, her tears were not of sadness and pain, but of joy.

Fang Bai was not dead!

Dressed in a green shirt, Fang Bai was walking briskly from the distant primal forest, the corners of his mouth bearing that smile Liu Qingqing was endlessly infatuated with.

Fearing she was dreaming or that her vision was blurry, Liu Qingqing continuously wiped away the tears that had overflowed from her eyes, straining to keep her eyes wide open to see Fang Bai.

As Fang Bai drew nearer, Liu Qingqing could clearly sense the familiar Martial Artist Aura emanating from him, affirming that the living Fang Bai was indeed approaching her.

"Brother Fang!"

When there was still a hundred meters between them, Liu Qingqing saw Fang Bai walking towards her with open arms, so she cheered and, like a joyous little bird, charged towards Fang Bai with tears and laughter.

The smile on Fang Bai’s face grew broader, and with a slight sway of his figure, he covered the hundred-meter distance between them, appearing right in front of Liu Qingqing.

Liu Qingqing felt a blur before her eyes and, before she had time to react, the next moment she was already plunging into a broad, warm, and solid chest.

"Brother Fang... Is it really you? Is it really you?"

Lifting her head, Liu Qingqing looked up at Fang Bai’s face through tear-streaked eyes, her voice trembling as she asked again.

"Qingqing, it’s me... I’m okay! Don’t cry, such a beautiful girl shouldn’t mar her looks with tears!"

Fang Bai chuckled and reached out to wipe away Liu Qingqing’s tears, then affectionately pinched her blushing cheek.