Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor
Chapter 108: The Sparrow Stalks the Mantis

Chapter 108: Chapter 108: The Sparrow Stalks the Mantis

"This guy must be insane!"

"He doesn’t have the aura of a martial artist, yet he wants to impersonate one? His brain must be messed up!"

"Judging by his outfit, he must be a tourist. It’s not easy for him to have made it here!"

"A good dog doesn’t block the road, move aside, or I’ll slaughter you, you road-blocking dog!"

...

The disciples of Qingcheng Temple looked at the masked man as if looking at a fool, with some already unable to hold back their laughter.

The masked man was, of course, Fang Bai who had been tracking them all the way here.

Everything that had just happened in the cave had been heard loud and clear by Fang Bai, whose senses were exceptionally keen. Seeing that the people from Qingcheng Temple wanted to leave with the treasure, he stepped out from the small forest and confronted them head on, blocking their path.

All six Heaven Level Martial Artist relics were something Fang Bai intended to claim for himself, especially the ten Red Essence Stones infused with Essence Energy—he was not going to let them go.

In terms of strength, he was slightly stronger than the ferocious White Ape, so taking on the remnants of Qingcheng Temple and Misty Rain Tower, he anticipated victory with no suspense.

While the other disciples of Qingcheng Temple ridiculed Fang Bai, Taoist Qingxuan did not join in their laughter.

Because he simply could not laugh.

In the eyes of others, Fang Bai was either a madman or a fool.

But in the eyes of Qingxuan, Fang Bai was an extremely dangerous individual.

The fact that the other party knew about the "Heaven Level Martial Artist relics" meant he had been lurking nearby the whole time and overheard the conversations between the disciples from the four major sects.

The most terrifying part was that if he had not chosen to reveal himself, not a single disciple among the hundreds from the four major sects would have noticed his presence.

All of this was enough to show that the person wearing the demonic mask was not only a martial artist but also more powerful than all the martial artists present.

Qingxuan concluded that Fang Bai’s strength was at least comparable to that of the White Ape.

Listening to the laughter of the Qingcheng Temple disciples behind him, Qingxuan’s face alternated between green and white, his back already soaked with cold sweat.

"Our Qingcheng Temple paid the price of nearly twenty disciples’ lives to obtain three Heaven Level Martial Artist relics. If the benefactor truly desires them, we can offer one to you. However, it’s absolutely impossible to take all three," said Qingxuan with a firm look, but his heart was filled with bitterness.

Earlier, hundreds of disciples from the four major sects had, at a grievous cost, finally managed to slay the White Ape.

Now, with more than half of the disciples from the four major sects gone, including two Profound Level Martial Artists, how could they possibly be a match for Fang Bai?

Rather than waiting for the other party to forcefully take the treasure, it was better to actively offer one in exchange for safe departure.

This is what Qingxuan thought, but whether Fang Bai would agree, he had no confidence at all.

If it were him, with great advantage, he would certainly take all the relics left by the Heaven Level Martial Artists for himself.

For this, he would not hesitate to kill everyone present who dared to oppose him.

Fang Bai had said before that once the battle began, the disciples of Qingcheng Temple might end up like the corpses on the ground, never able to leave this place.

Qingxuan did not think Fang Bai was joking about this in the slightest.

That’s why he decided to proactively offer up a treasure to avoid conflict with Fang Bai as much as possible.

"Has Taoist Qingxuan gone mad too?"

As soon as Qingxuan’s words were spoken, the laughter of the disciples of Qingcheng Temple behind him stopped abruptly, and everyone’s eyes were filled with disbelief and astonishment.

Many of them couldn’t understand why Taoist Qingxuan, a Profound Level Martial Artist, would show weakness and kowtow to someone from the mundane world.

Some astute disciples from Qingcheng Temple pondered carefully and shared Taoist Qingxuan’s earlier speculation. When they looked at Fang Bai again, their eyes couldn’t help but show more fear.

Ghost Hand also stared at Fang Bai, dumbfounded.

Hearing Taoist Qingxuan’s submissive words, Ghost Hand immediately understood that Fang Bai was a martial artist of extraordinary strength.

It was laughable that he had just advised Fang Bai to leave quickly, worrying that he might get killed.

"A dagger, two cultivation techniques, two bottles of medicinal pills, a box of jade stones... You’ve obtained six treasures of a Heaven Level Martial Artist from the cave. If you want to live, hand them all over to me! If you don’t want to live, that’s fine too, I’ll kill you and take them myself!"

Fang Bai stood arrogantly in front of the Qingcheng Temple disciples, speaking in a domineering manner.

At this time, Fang Bai no longer deliberately suppressed his essence energy, releasing it completely.

Standing opposite Fang Bai, Taoist Qingxuan immediately felt an invisible pressure, like a small mountain bearing down on him, making his breathing stifle.

"Just as I thought!"

Seeing his speculation confirmed, that Fang Bai’s strength was indeed comparable to the White Ape, Taoist Qingxuan’s face darkened, and he sighed in his heart.

Under the current circumstances, unless he fought all out against Fang Bai, the three treasures of a Heaven Level Martial Artist he possessed were definitely not safe.

"Taoist Qingxuan, we paid a huge price to obtain these treasures. Are you willing to just hand them over to someone else?"

Wen Xiangrong from Misty Rain Tower went to Taoist Qingxuan’s side, standing shoulder to shoulder with him, and spoke softly.

His folding fan was already put away, tightly grasped in his right hand, watching Fang Bai as if facing a great enemy, as if afraid he would suddenly attack.

"Mr. Wen, you mean..."

Taoist Qingxuan turned his head and glanced at Wen Xiangrong.

"Better to be a shattered jade than an intact tile! If someone wants me to hand over the treasures of a Heaven Level Martial Artist, they’ll have to kill me! Taoist Qingxuan, if we join forces, we might not be unable to fight him! Even if we can’t beat him, at least we can hold him off and give our disciples a chance to escape with the treasures!"

Wen Xiangrong’s expression was stern as he spoke to Taoist Qingxuan in a deep voice, wanting to form a united front with Qingxuan against a common enemy.

"Good! Then let’s fight!"

Taoist Qingxuan took a deep breath, threw the dagger, cultivation techniques, and medicinal pills he had obtained to a High Rank Yellow Level Martial Artist behind him, and shouted fiercely, "Dongling, take the treasures and go! You must bring them back to our temple!"

As he shouted, he swiftly wielded his horsetail whisk and charged forward, launching a swift and fierce attack at Fang Bai.

"Wen Long, you leave with the items too!"

Almost simultaneously, Wen Xiangrong handed the three treasures he had obtained to a disciple of the Misty Rain Tower and followed closely behind Qingxuan, attacking Fang Bai with his fan.

The other disciples from Qingcheng Temple and Misty Rain Tower also wielded their weapons, courageously charging at Fang Bai without looking back.

Dongling from Qingcheng Temple and Wen Long from Misty Rain Tower, each holding three treasures of a Heaven Level Martial Artist, desperately dashed towards the eastern ridge of the valley.

As long as they could cross that ridge and enter the lush forest beyond, it would be extremely difficult for Fang Bai to find them.

There were less than forty people from Qingcheng Temple and Misty Rain Tower combined. If their opponent were the White Ape, they might have been able to hold it off for a while.

But Fang Bai’s "Divine Elephant Eight Desolate Steps" combined with the "Dragon Soaring to the Heavens" movement technique was peculiarly fast and extremely exquisite, allowing him to easily break free from the encirclement of nearly forty people.

"Fall for me!"

Fang Bai, who charged out from the encirclement, launched a series of kicks, sending two chicken egg-sized stones whistling from the ground, striking Dongling and Wen Long squarely in the back.

With a cry of pain, both instantly passed out, and the six treasures of a Heaven Level Martial Artist in their hands scattered on the ground.