Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor
Chapter 1067: Let Me Be a Shield?

Chapter 1067: Chapter 1067: Let Me Be a Shield?

The moonlight shimmered like water, and a gentle breeze wafted through the air.

At night, Purple Flame City bustled with activity, the streets swarmed with people, and the illuminating glow of lanterns outshone the daylight, adding an extra touch of vibrancy and excitement.

A couple, seemingly oblivious to those around them, weaved through the crowded, bustling broad streets, whispering to each other every now and then.

They maintained about a foot of distance between them, looking not like lovers but rather like good friends who got along quite well.

These two figures were none other than Fang Bai and Zhuge Lian, who had returned from the shore of Fire Lake at the city’s edge.

Fang Bai had traded his white garment for the signature blue shirt of a Bitao Martial Academy disciple, while Zhuge Lian still donned her purple attire.

One stood tall and imposing, a picture of striking handsomeness; the other exquisite and lovely, her beauty beyond compare.

Such a handsome man and beautiful woman strolling through the streets of Purple Flame City was not an uncommon sight, yet the extraordinary aura of an Innate Spiritual Root Martial Artist that both Fang Bai and Zhuge Lian exuded was something many martial artists lacked. Hence, they drew the eyes of many passersby on their way.

Fang Bai’s Bitao Martial Academy and Zhuge Lian’s Xuannv Sect were both accommodated by arrangements from the Purple Flame Sect, and their lodgings were not far apart, which is why they chose to walk together on the way back.

As they walked, they spoke in hushed tones, discussing how to sabotage the impending marriage alliance between the Purple Flame Sect and Xuannv Sect.

After some discussion, they decided to identify Zu Yu at tomorrow’s welcoming banquet first, and then take action discreetly.

In Zhuge Lian’s view, Zu Yu, like herself, had reached the realm of Desolate Level Perfection. Fang Bai, however, was a mighty beginner at the Vast Level. The gap in their cultivation levels was substantial, and it would be easy for Fang Bai to deal with Zu Yu once he was alone and without the protection of Purple Flame Sect’s experts.

As they conversed, they naturally drew closer to prevent others from overhearing them, which made them appear to be in a very close relationship to the onlookers.

"Brother Master, quickly look, it’s Zhuge Lian from the Xuannv Sect!"

Within the nearby crowd, a burly martial artist in his forties pointed toward Zhuge Lian and spoke to a young male martial artist in his mid-twenties who was by his side.

"Oh?"

Upon hearing the name "Zhuge Lian," the young martial artist’s spirits lifted instantly. He followed the direction pointed out by the burly man and indeed saw a transcendent, fairy-like beauty. It was the genius female disciple of Xuannv Sect he had seen once before at the sect and could not forget ever since.

"It’s really her!"

The young martial artist’s eyes lit up, his face filled with surprise and excitement as he muttered, "Ever since our last parting at Xuannv Sect last year, she has been in my thoughts day and night, unforgettable. And now, I finally see her again..."

He began to move, making his way through the people standing in front of him and striding towards Zhuge Lian.

The two burly male martial artists walking with him exchanged a glance and then quickly followed suit.

Fang Bai sensed three Desolate Level Perfection martial artist auras rapidly approaching, his brows knitting together as he looked over at the three young men striding towards them. Realizing their target was Zhuge Lian, he whispered to her, "Those three Desolate Level Perfection martial artists seem to recognize you and are heading this way. Given their attire and the strength they possess, they must be direct disciples of the Purple Flame Sect... Hmm, the guy in the lead, the way he looks at you is filled with joy and infatuation. Could he be the Zu Yu you mentioned?"

Upon hearing him, Zhuge Lian looked up and saw the face of the young male martial artist she found so repulsive, her brow furrowing immediately. She snorted and said, "You guessed right, that guy is Zu Yu."

Fang Bai sized up Zu Yu a few times and said with a smile, "That fellow seems quite charming and fair-skinned, looks pretty good! Why do you dislike him?"

"I heard from a senior in my sect that Zu Yu is all glitter and no gold; he looks upright and righteous, but his character is problematic. It is said that when he went out for experiences in the past, he had more than just one affair with female martial artists and abandoned them afterward. When a few of those female martial artists went to the Purple Flame Sect to find him, he refused to acknowledge them. At best, he would coldly send them away, and at worst, he would secretly have them killed. So when I see that hypocritical face of his, I feel an urge to slap him! Ah... he’s coming over! Brother Fang, can you do me a favor..."

As Zu Yu and the two male martial artists drew closer, Zhuge Lian hastily tugged on Fang Bai’s sleeve, imploring him in a low voice, "I can’t afford to have a fallout with him right now, but I also can’t be bothered to speak to him. Can you help me get rid of him?"

"You want me to be your shield? Alright... but you’ll have to play along with me!"

Fang Bai smiled wryly and nodded, thinking that it was not his first or second time acting as a shield; he had done it plenty of times in the secular world and was quite experienced at it.

The sight of the two whispering and conversing in low voices was not missed by Zu Yu, who approached. His expression darkened, and a flicker of murderous intent vanished from his eyes as quickly as it had appeared.

"Who is that man with Zhuge Lian?"

Zu Yu halted his steps, motioned with his mouth towards Fang Bai, and asked thoughtfully.

The woman he fancied was walking with another man under the cover of night, and this man was even more outstanding than him. This was something he could not accept, and his hatred for Fang Bai grew more intense.

"Looking at his attire, he seems to be a core disciple of the Bitao Martial Academy! Hmph, daring to vie with Brother Zu for a woman, he must be sick of living! Brother Zu, let me teach him a lesson!"

The burly male martial artist standing on Zu Yu’s left said angrily.

The other burly martial artist too clenched and unclenched his fists, eager to try.

The Purple Flame Sect was the true ruler of the Thousand Lakes Country, and Purple Flame City was its headquarters. Thus, in Purple Flame City, the disciples of the Purple Flame Sect, who were like local tyrants, acted arrogantly and with impunity, and no one dared to provoke them.

The Bitao Martial Academy was merely a fourth-rank sect, and its core disciples had cultivation levels no higher than high-rank Heaven Level. However, Zu Yu and his companions were direct disciples of the Purple Flame Sect, possessing Desolate Level Perfection real, significantly stronger than Fang Bai by an entire major realm and more. In their eyes, Fang Bai was no more than a tiny ant, easily crushed out of existence with a flick of their wrists.

"Wait!"

Zu Yu hushed his two junior brothers in a low voice, then took a deep breath and said seriously, "The sect meeting is about to commence, and the Sect Master specifically instructed us to behave and not stir up trouble. A mere core disciple of a fourth-rank sect is not worth our effort. Otherwise, if word gets out, people might view us as using our power to bully the weak, wrongly tarnishing the reputation of our Purple Flame Sect."

After a pause, his gaze swiftly swept over Fang Bai, his expression tinged with a touch of scorn, and he continued, "Moreover, the Bitao Martial Academy is also a member of the sect meeting. They are guests who have traveled from afar, and as hosts, we should treat them with courtesy. You all just wait here; I will go and speak with Zhuge Lian."

Zu Yu’s somber expression was quickly replaced by a smile, his gaze fixated on Zhuge Lian as he strode towards her, while Fang Bai at her side was ignored as if he were but air.