Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor
Chapter 1099: Graceful as a Jade Tree

Chapter 1099: Chapter 1099: Graceful as a Jade Tree

"They’re actually them..."

Elder Han Xingyu of Xuannv Sect gazed distantly at the tall and short duo of men who appeared on the stone platform, murmuring to himself in shock.

"Elder Han, do you recognize those two people?"

Zhuge Lian, standing beside Han Xingyu, curiously asked.

Han Xingyu’s expression grew solemn as he nodded, "They are two stewards from Swiftwind Valley, and I’ve heard they are brothers. Hmm, the tall one is He Yushu, the elder brother; the shorter one is He Linfeng. Five years ago, when I and the sect leader attended the marriage of the Valley Master’s son in Swiftwind Valley, I met both of them once."

Zhuge Lian, who had just begun her journey outside the sect and was unaware of what kind of sect Swiftwind Valley was, looked at the two men with vastly differing heights and features on the stage. She couldn’t help but snicker and said, "Yushu... Linfeng... I really admire them for having the courage to name themselves after such graceful things; even though they’re so ugly! Ha..."

"Xiao Lian, don’t talk nonsense!"

Han Xingyu’s face paled in shock, and he glared at Zhuge Lian before rebuking her using the Thread Condensation Sound Transmission Technique, "What they detest most is others calling them ugly. If they heard what you just said, we’d be in big trouble!"

Zhuge Lian, unconvinced, said, "They’re just stewards, aren’t they? They can’t even defeat you, Elder Han!"

She similarly used the Thread Condensation Sound Transmission Technique for her remark, to prevent others from overhearing.

Han Xingyu gave a bitter smile, "I’m just an elder of a third-rank sect, while they’re stewards of a second-rank sect. Tell me, can they defeat me?"

"So Swiftwind Valley is a second-rank sect..."

Zhuge Lian stuck out her tongue slightly, her face subtly changing color.

She had heard from the higher-ups of her sect that stewards of a second-rank sect possessed the strength of early-stage Cosmic Level, far surpassing Han Xingyu, a mid-stage Vast Level expert. No wonder Elder Han was so anxious.

"In Weixiang Nation, there are three major second-rank sects and Swiftwind Valley is one of them. Although He Yushu and He Linfeng are only stewards of Swiftwind Valley, their cultivation has reached the strength of early-stage Cosmic Level experts. Even the sect leader of Xuannv Sect has to respectfully address them as seniors."

Han Xingyu continued.

Zhuge Lian murmured, "Oh," and added, "No wonder Zu Tiangang was so respectful in front of them... By the way, Elder Han, it seemed like Zu Tiangang is quite familiar with He Yushu and He Linfeng! Do you think they might join forces with Zu Tiangang to deal with Brother Fang?"

Zhuge Lian looked up anxiously at the three men confronting Fang Bai on the stone platform.

Although Fang Bai had defeated Zu Tiangang and fourteen other experts from Purple Flame Sect, demonstrating formidable strength, both He Yushu and He Linfeng were early-stage Cosmic Level experts. United, their strength also far exceeded that of Zu Tiangang and the other fourteen Purple Flame Sect experts. Thus, whether Fang Bai could contend with the two of them remained uncertain.

"Judging by the tone of the conversation between Zu Tiangang and He Yushu and He Linfeng, their relationship seems quite deep. If Fang Bai intends to kill Zu Tiangang, He Yushu and He Linfeng are likely to protect him! In that case, a conflict between them is inevitable!"

Zhuge Lian frowned deeply and urgently asked, "Brother Fang is an early-stage Cosmic Level expert, and so are He Yushu and He Linfeng. If it’s two against one, wouldn’t it be very dangerous for Brother Fang? Elder Han, what should we do?"

"What should I do? I have no solution either."

Han Xingyu shook his head, sighing helplessly, but then he continued, "Don’t worry too much. Fang Bai is shrouded in mystery, like the boundless ocean, unfathomable. He might still have some powerful trump cards he has not played. Moreover, he has already created one miracle after another, who dares say miracles won’t descend upon him again?"

Zhuge Lian felt a surge of spirit and nodded in deep agreement, "Yes! Yes! Brother Fang grows stronger when encountering the strong. Each opponent he has faced has been stronger than the last, but he becomes stronger than his opponents... I think no one can defeat Brother Fang!"

Han Xingyu thought deeper and more thoroughly, "If Fang Bai clashes with He Yushu and Lin Feng, it would mean making an enemy of Swiftwind Valley. Swiftwind Valley is a second-rank sect with numerous Cosmic Level experts; Purple Flame Sect is like an ant before it! Offending Swiftwind Valley, Fang Bai would hardly be able to stand his ground in the True Martial Realm!"

Han Xingyu was not merely alarmist. Even if Fang Bai could defeat He Yushu and Lin Feng, above them were four Elders with mid-Cosmic Level power, two Deputy Valley Masters with high Cosmic Level power, and the Valley Master Feng Lingtian, who had achieved Cosmic Level perfection.

Not to mention, Swiftwind Valley also possessed tens of thousands of Vast Level experts and Desolate Level experts, its overall strength was terrifying.

Offending Swiftwind Valley, there would be no place to hide in the corners of the world, this statement was not an exaggeration at all.

Han Xingyu felt truly regretful for Fang Bai.

Fang Bai had already defeated Zu Tiangang among other strong members of Purple Flame Sect, victory was in sight, but suddenly two stewards from Swiftwind Valley appeared and decided to get involved, turning the situation into a conflict between Fang Bai and the disciples of Swiftwind Valley.

In Han Xingyu’s view, even if Fang Bai combined the strength of the entire Bitao Martial Academy, plus all the sects big and small in Thousand Lakes Country, there was still no chance of victory against Swiftwind Valley.

Offending Swiftwind Valley, it seemed Fang Bai was destined for a dead end.

Of course, there were still ways to escape death.

One was for Fang Bai to find a sect as strong as or even stronger than Swiftwind Valley to back him, making Swiftwind Valley withdraw for fear of the consequences.

The other was for Fang Bai to become so powerful himself that he could contend with Swiftwind Valley.

The first option was feasible, while the second seemed unrealistic.

Because once Fang Bai became enemies with Swiftwind Valley, he would face their relentless pursuit, making it difficult to find peace for cultivation and thus his growth in strength would naturally be slow, perhaps even being found by Swiftwind Valley’s disciples before he gained the power to contend with them.

And being found would naturally mean hardly escaping a fateful demise.

"What can be done..."

Zhuge Lian anxiously watched Fang Bai on the stone platform, her fists clenched tightly, frustrated that her own strength was too weak to help Fang Bai.

According to Han Xingyu, if Fang Bai was defeated by He Yushu and Lin Feng, he would fall on the spot; if Fang Bai defeated He Yushu and Lin Feng, he would face Swiftwind Valley’s pursuit. Either way, it seemed it would end in tragedy.

Their conversation proceeded through the Thread Condensation Sound Transmission Technique. Even though several disciples from Bitao Martial Academy were not far from them, they heard nothing, or else they would have been even more anxious and uneasy.

On the stone platform, Fang Bai, He Yushu, and Lin Feng sized each other up briefly. In each other’s eyes, what they saw were conceit, disdain, as if they completely disregarded each other.