Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor
Chapter 1059: True Skills

Chapter 1059: Chapter 1059: True Skills

Hong Qitian’s booming shout just moments ago instantly made Second You realize that the Elder of Tribute from the Purple Flame Sect, now at the zenith of his power, was here for Bai Fang. Seeing his ferocious demeanor, it was clear that he intended to severely harm Bai Fang.

"It’s highly unlikely for Hong Qitian to leave the Purple Flame Sect; he couldn’t have known so quickly about Senior Bai setting up a stall to conduct alchemy and artifact refining... Humph, it must have been those siblings Wu Biao and Ma Bao, and Yu Dajiang, who saw Senior Bai taking their business and deliberately resorted to such a despicable trick. Those two bastards! Dishonorable and shameless!"

Second You’s thoughts raced, and he quickly understood the situation.

Second You was a man of loyalty. Fang Bai had treated him well, and he couldn’t bear to see him being bullied and oppressed by Hong Qitian. Thus, he invoked the name of Sect Master Zu Tiangang from the Purple Flame Sect, hoping to deter Hong Qitian.

Hong Qitian’s gaze was fixed tightly on the small hut. He was quite astonished that his Sonic Wave Strike hadn’t inflicted any injuries on Fang Bai, and he knew this opponent was not as simple as Yu Dajiang had described. Either his true strength was not inferior to his own, or he had cultivated some special cultivation technique that could resist his sonic attacks.

Although surprised, Hong Qitian maintained a calm demeanor, a cold smile on his face, as he replied sternly to Second You, "What does it matter if Sect Master Zu knows? Before he arrives, I have plenty of time to kill your so-called ’Senior Bai.’ Hehe, tell me, when Sect Master Zu arrives and sees that Senior Bai has already perished, do you think he would really get angry at me over a dead man?"

"So ruthless!"

Second You looked at Hong Qitian’s sinister appearance and couldn’t help but gasp in shock.

If Hong Qitian truly made a move to kill Bai Fang, then even if Sect Master Zu Tiangang arrived later and felt irritated, considering the interests of the Purple Flame Sect, he would most likely not take his anger out on Hong Qitian. After all, Hong Qitian was the only mid-grade alchemist in the Purple Flame Sect. Angering him, and risking his departure from the sect, would be an unbearable loss for the Purple Flame Sect.

Second You glanced over at the small hut where Fang Bai was, unsure of his current condition. After a moment’s thought and clenching his teeth, he proclaimed loudly, "Elder Hong, there is virtue in mercy. You and Senior Bai are both alchemists, and there may even be some past connections between you. There’s no need to be so ruthless, right?"

Hong Qitian said, "I am not one to kill the innocent without reason. Tell that Bai Fang, if he wants to live, he must roll out of Purple Flame City within half a ’two hours,’ the farther the better! If he dares to step into Purple Flame City again in the future, I will not spare him a path to life!"

"This..."

Second You turned to look at the hut, knowing he had no right to speak on this matter. It was up to Fang Bai to respond.

In his heart, Second You didn’t want Senior Bai to leave Purple Flame City. After all, Senior Bai had already become quite well-known and his business was booming. As long as he helped Senior Bai, he wouldn’t have to worry about a source for his cultivation resources. However, if Senior Bai left, it would mean that his own source of cultivation resources would be lost, and he would have to continue operating the small stall.

Unless he was determined enough to follow Senior Bai and leave, with Senior Bai’s capabilities, wherever they went it was estimated they wouldn’t have to worry about cultivation resources.

Of course, that was only if Senior Bai was willing to take him along.

But Second You also knew that if Senior Bai didn’t want to leave, Hong Qitian, with his temperament, might indeed be willing to kill.

"Creak!"

The door of the small hut opened softly, and Fang Bai emerged looking relaxed, wearing a white robe instead of his usual cyan outfit.

Fang Bai, with his sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, his lips red and teeth white, was originally a handsome young man. Now, clothed in a snowy white robe, he seemed to emanate an additional hint of Immortal Qi, appearing even more extraordinary and detached from the world, like a celestial child descended to the mortal realm. Even Hong Qitian was taken aback, thinking to himself that this young man’s bearing was truly unique in his life, and with his identity as an alchemist and artifact refiner, he could captivate countless female martial artists.

"Senior Bai..."

Second You let out a sigh of relief upon seeing Fang Bai finally appear. Despite his grave injuries, he pushed through and walked quickly to Fang Bai, gesturing towards Hong Qitian with a backward flick, "That is Elder Hong of the Purple Flame Sect, an Elder of Tribute. He shares the same rank in Alchemy with you, Senior Bai, as a mid-grade Pill Master..."

"I know."

Fang Bai smiled and patted Second You’s shoulder, transferring a wisp of Chaos Origin Energy into his body before speaking, "Brother You, let me handle the matters here. You go inside the little house and treat your injuries!"

As Second You felt Fang Bai’s light pat on his shoulder, he experienced a strange surge of Essence Energy entering his body, bringing with it an indescribable warmth and comfort. The internal organs, damaged by Hong Qitian’s Sonic Wave Strike, were rapidly healing, and the pain was swiftly subsiding. His scattered and chaotic Essence Energy also gathered back into his Qi Sea, purer and more abundant than before, evoking the sensation of undergoing a metamorphosis.

"Senior Bai, you..."

The miraculous changes happening inside his body left Second You dumbstruck. He couldn’t believe that such transformations were brought about by the Senior Bai before him.

"Even the best Healing Pills in the world probably don’t have such a magical healing effect, do they?"

With each breath, Second You could feel his injuries healing, and he understood that what Senior Bai had demonstrated previously was merely the tip of the iceberg of his abilities, a true unfathomable depth.

"Go on! Stay inside and treat your own injuries!"

Fang Bai’s voice rang out once more by Second You’s ear.

"Ah? Oh..."

Fang Bai’s words seemed to cast a spell, Making Second You instinctively respond before he scurried into the little house. There, he sat cross-legged on the ground, began to circulate his Cultivation Technique, and quickly entered a profound state of Cultivation, where he lost himself completely.

Unknowingly to Second You, the Chaos Origin Energy was the purest Qi between heaven and earth. That Fang Bai had transferred a wisp of it to heal his injuries was an immense fortune.

Experiencing severe injuries from Hong Qitian’s Sonic Wave Strike, Second You had thought he would need at least ten days to recover, if not half a month, and even then, his future Cultivation might be greatly hindered. Little did he know that this misfortune had turned into a blessing.

The wisp of Chaos Essence Qi that Fang Bai had transferred into Second You’s body could fundamentally improve his physique and aid him in breaking through to a higher level, far surpassing the effects of any Elixir he could take. If he cultivated diligently in that little house, his strength would undoubtedly rise to a new level, leaping from the Heaven Level Realm to the long-desired Desolate Level Realm.

This was something Second You never expected or even dared to imagine.

"Elder Hong, if you want me to leave Purple Flame City, you’ll have to show me some real skill first!"

Fang Bai faced Hong Qitian with a smile that bore an undisguised touch of contempt and mockery.

"I fear you won’t be able to handle it if I show you my true skill!"

Hong Qitian, a man of proud heart and temperament, grew furious with Fang Bai’s provocation. His face clouded with anger, he clenched his fists, and his aura as a Martial Artist surged, enveloping the area within dozens of yards.