Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor
Chapter 1043: The Mystery of Fang Bai’s Disappearance

Chapter 1043: Chapter 1043: The Mystery of Fang Bai’s Disappearance

"Whimper..."

Liu Qingqing’s head buried deeply into Fang Bai’s chest as she cried her heart out, her slender arms clutching tightly around him as if she feared Fang Bai would disappear again the moment she let go.

"It’s Senior Brother Fang! It really is Senior Brother Fang!"

"How... how is this possible?"

"Junior Sister Liu was right, Senior Brother Fang is really fine!"

"Kidnapped by four Desolate Level Martial Artists, I thought Junior Brother Fang was surely doomed!"

"This is unbelievable!"

...

As Liu Qingqing flung herself into Fang Bai’s arms, those like Huang Miao who were meditating cross-legged also saw Fang Bai. Some were dumbfounded, others surprised, many delighted, and some disbelieving.

Huang Miao, who was on good terms with Fang Bai, Shen Yulin, who had a great impression of Fang Bai, and those like Long Xing and Yun Yan who wanted to befriend him, all hurried towards Fang Bai.

Ge Feng was also full of excitement. Stroking his beard, he stood there smiling, waiting for Fang Bai to come over and speak.

As for Yang Gang and Hua Hua, both were Personal Transmission Disciples and ranked higher than Fang Bai in the Bitao Martial Academy; thus, they stood with Elder Ge, also waiting.

"This little bastard... he really has the devil’s own luck!"

Yang Lin had also seen Fang Bai and felt a deep disappointment at Fang Bai’s "return from the dead." His dream of taking advantage of Fang Bai’s absence to win Liu Qingqing’s heart had now shattered.

Seeing several fellow Inner Court Disciples and Core Disciples go to greet Fang Bai, and with Elder Ge and two Personal Transmission Disciples dismounting their horses to wait, Yang Lin thought that as an Inner Court Disciple, he should also go over and offer a few words of "consolation." So he reluctantly followed Huang Miao and the others towards Fang Bai.

After crying into Fang Bai’s arms for a while, Liu Qingqing stopped with the gentle comfort of Fang Bai’s voice. She noticed Fang Bai’s chest clothing was wet with her tears and saw that Huang Miao and others were already standing close by, causing her face to turn crimson. Like a startled little rabbit, she quickly hid behind Fang Bai.

"Junior Brother Fang, you suddenly disappeared in the Soul Severing Valley, causing everyone great worry. What exactly happened at that time? How come you’re here?"

Huang Miao was full of curiosity and couldn’t help asking.

"That... is a long story! Let’s talk slowly on the way after we meet Elder Ge..."

Fang Bai smiled and exchanged a few words with Huang Miao, Shen Yulin, and the others, and then walked together towards Ge Feng.

Regarding Yang Lin, who stood behind everyone else, Fang Bai treated him as if he was air, not bothering to pay him any attention.

Yang Lin, after Fang Bai’s disappearance, had tried to "hit on" Liu Qingqing. Now seeing Fang Bai again, he inevitably felt somewhat guilty, and harboring resentment for Fang Bai’s once having seriously hurt him, he didn’t step forward to speak.

"I always said that such a peerless talent couldn’t possibly fall so easily. It’s so good that Fang Bai is fine! Haha... it’s really too good!"

Seeing Fang Bai, completely unharmed, approaching him and feeling Fang Bai’s Martial Artist Aura up close, surrounded by Liu Qingqing, Huang Miao, and the others, Ge Feng couldn’t believe it at first. But once he was certain it was true, he became extremely excited, his nose tingled, and he nearly shed tears.

Fang Bai was brought out by Ge Feng, and had something gone awry during the journey, Ge Feng’s own conscience wouldn’t have been clear, and upon their return to Bitao Martial Academy, he would have inevitably faced complaints from the entire Martial Academy. Now, seeing Fang Bai completely unharmed, Ge Feng’s worry was lifted, and he felt much lighter and his mood brightened up considerably.

"Elder Ge, I’m back."

Fang Bai walked up to Ge Feng and stood still, cupping his fists and bowing in greeting.

"Good ... good that you’re back ... good ...,"

Ge Feng raised his hands, gesturing as if to steady Fang Bai, and then looked him up and down for a while, a look of relief spreading across his face.

Although Ge Feng was curious about what Fang Bai had experienced during his disappearance, he refrained from asking questions for the moment. He knew that if Fang Bai wished to speak, he would certainly not hide anything. If Fang Bai did not wish to disclose details, asking would be pointless.

"Let’s go, let’s rest first. Tomorrow morning, we set off for Purple Flame City!"

With a grand gesture, Ge Feng led Fang Bai and the others towards the hillock where they had rested before.

Fang Bai’s return swept away the shadow that had been looming over the hearts of Ge Feng and the others; smiles appeared on almost everyone’s faces.

That very night, the ten of them gathered around a large campfire, pulled out the food they carried with them to eat, and then Fang Bai began recounting his experiences in Soul Severing Valley.

According to Fang Bai, he encountered a sudden attack by two Desolate Level Martial Artists in Soul Severing Valley. Panicked, he left his Swiftwind Horse to evade the attack, and due to the ferocious snowstorm, he lost his way and contact with Ge Feng and the rest of the group after leaving the formation.

Later, Fang Bai was captured by the two Desolate Level Martial Artists. Instead of killing him on the spot, they took him out of Soul Severing Valley, although Fang Bai had no idea where they intended to bring him.

Fang Bai thought he was certainly going to die, but unexpectedly, when they passed through a primordial forest that lay ahead, he encountered a Nameless Martial Artist. It seemed that the Nameless Martial Artist bore a grudge against the two Desolate Level Martial Artists; without a word upon meeting them, he struck and killed both abductors, sparing Fang Bai’s life.

"That’s about what happened ...,"

Fang Bai concluded, "The Nameless Martial Artist appeared to be over one hundred years old, with white hair and beard, and an air of immortal elegance. I do not know what cultivation realm he was at, but he was certainly very powerful. With only a few punches and kicks, he killed the two Desolate Level Martial Artists who had abducted me."

Ge Feng had personally witnessed Fang Bai being attacked by two Desolate Level Martial Artists and then disappearing. Although he hadn’t seen what happened after that, Fang Bai’s escape from the hands of two Desolate Level Martial Artists without any external intervention seemed impossible. Therefore, Ge Feng did not doubt Fang Bai’s story of the Nameless Martial Artist.

However, Ge Feng was secretly taken aback by the ease with which the Nameless Martial Artist had killed two low-rank Desolate Level Martial Artists. Ge Feng, now a high-rank Desolate Level Martial Artist himself, could have beaten two low-rank Desolate Level Martial Artists, but killing them within a few moves was something he couldn’t do. Only a powerful figure with cultivation at Desolate Level Perfection, like Ren Jingbo, could possess such capability.

What puzzled Ge Feng was why such a high-ranking Martial Artist at the level of Desolate Level Perfection—a caliber equivalent to that of a Sect Master of a fourth-ranked Sect—would be in this location, killing two low-rank Desolate Level Martial Artists. Could there be an irreconcilable, deep-seated hatred between them?

"No matter what, it’s good that you’re safe. To come across that senior Master was also your fortune,"

Since it was baffling, Ge Feng decided not to dwell on it any longer, and said to Fang Bai with a cheerful smile.

After resting on the hillock for one night, everyone regained their peak condition by the next morning, mounted their Swiftwind Horses, and continued on their way.

The primordial forest lying ahead was not extensive in size, and it harbored no fierce Spirit Beasts. As Fang Bai and the others rode along the broad path through it, they did not need to be on high alert.