Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor
Chapter 170: Ye Wumei

Chapter 170: Chapter 170: Ye Wumei

Baili Mingyue said, "Why do we still need to discuss it with my dad? You’re so amazing. If you teach me martial arts, my dad will definitely be a hundred times willing!"

"Because the martial arts I teach you are very special. Once you learn mine, you won’t be able to learn others, so you must be careful! Don’t rush, the study of martial arts isn’t something that can be achieved in just a day or two."

"Oh... okay then!"

Baili Mingyue felt a little dejected, but after seeing two butterflies flitting out of the pavilion, she cheerfully chased after them.

At dusk, the two of them visited a nearby cake shop, where the staff made a small birthday cake on the spot and inserted eighteen birthday candles.

Under Baili Mingyue’s "coercion," Fang Bai sang the birthday song off-tune. As he sang, Baili Mingyue blew out the candles, silently made a wish, then cut the cake and started eating it with Fang Bai.

"Mingyue, what wish did you make?"

Fang Bai asked casually while eating the cake.

"I made three wishes altogether. Guess what they are..."

"Hoping your mom gets better soon?"

"You guessed it, that’s the first one."

"Hoping that every birthday from now on, you’ll be just as happy as today with your mom and dad by your side?"

"Wow, you’ve guessed another one right, you’re so clever! Yes, that’s the second one. The third one?"

"Hoping your academic performance keeps improving?"

"Wrong!"

"Hoping you get into a famous university in the future?"

"Wrong again!"

"Hoping you become more and more beautiful?"

"Wrong!"

"Then I’m out of guesses. Tell me, what’s the wish? Maybe I can help you make it come true."

"I’m not telling you! I’d die before I say!"

The cake shop’s lighting cast a glow on Baili Mingyue’s delicate little face, making it extraordinarily radiant. It was hard to tell if it was because of the lighting or if her cheeks were a bit red.

"This crazy weather, why is it getting hotter and hotter!"

Baili Mingyue put down the cake she was holding and covered her hot cheeks with both hands, loudly complaining.

A dozen minutes later, the two of them walked out of the cake shop, each holding an ice cream, strolling down the street in the evening breeze.

As they passed by Yanjing Sports Stadium, they found the area packed with tens of thousands of people, gathered in groups, animatedly discussing something.

"Ye Wumei! It’s Ye Wumei!"

After seeing a huge poster of a celebrity hanging at the entrance to the stadium, Baili Mingyue suddenly got excited, tightly grabbed Fang Bai’s arm, and said, "I remember now, tonight at seven o’clock, Ye Wumei’s concert is being held here!"

"Who’s Ye Wumei?"

Seeing Baili Mingyue’s excitement, Fang Bai felt utterly bewildered.

"You don’t know who Ye Wumei is?"

Baili Mingyue looked at Fang Bai as if he were an idiot.

"Why should I know? Is she famous?"

"Just famous? She’s incredibly, incredibly, incredibly famous! She’s the ’National Sweetheart’! In the whole Chinese world, from eighty-year-olds to eight-year-olds, there are hardly a few who don’t know her! You really don’t know? Sigh, you’ve defeated me!"

Baili Mingyue, holding Fang Bai’s hand, walked up to the enormous poster and pointed at the dazzling, mesmerizing female star, loudly exclaiming, "See? She’s Ye Wumei, a triple-threat star in film, TV, and music! Pretty, isn’t she? She’s my idol!"

Fang Bai looked carefully at the female star on the poster and nodded, "Yeah, she really is pretty, but you’re just as beautiful as she is!"

"Really?"

Baili Mingyue’s eyes twinkled and she looked radiant from Fang Bai’s compliment.

"Really."

"Ye Wumei is a big star, not just beautiful, but she can sing, dance, and act. How can I compare to her? Fang Bai... I... I want to see the concert!"

"Then go buy tickets!"

"But they’re so expensive! Look at the poster, even the worst seats are three hundred yuan, and the best seats are three thousand!"

"I promised to give you a day of fun... Come on, let’s go buy the tickets!"

When Fang Bai and an excited Baili Mingyue arrived at the ticket booth, they were informed by the ticket clerk that tickets were sold out.

"Don’t worry, we’ll think of something."

Fang Bai saw the look of utter disappointment on Baili Mingyue’s face and felt compassion, pulling her toward where a crowd had gathered.

"Beauty, handsome guy, are you selling your tickets? I’ll offer double the price!"

Approaching a couple, Fang Bai asked with a smile.

"Not selling."

The couple shook their heads and walked away.

Fang Bai continued to ask around with Baili Mingyue and, when he offered twenty thousand yuan, they finally managed to obtain two tickets from an older couple.

Although the seats weren’t the best, for Baili Mingyue, it was more than enough; however, she felt a bit embarrassed that Fang Bai had spent so much money.

Yet, twenty thousand yuan was a drop in the bucket for Fang Bai.

Ever since he had found the Spatial Ring at the bottom of the Heavenly Pit, Fang Bai had been gradually withdrawing millions of yuan from his bank cards and stashing them in the ring, just in case he needed to spend them later.

Besides several million in cash, the Spatial Ring also contained eighty-one Luminous Pearls, another massive fortune. If Fang Bai wished, he could exchange these pearls for cash at any moment.

But Fang Bai wasn’t short of money, so there was no need to exchange them.

The concert was to begin at seven o’clock. Before entering the stadium, Baili Mingyue bought two glow sticks and a poster of Ye Wumei, hoping for a chance to have Ye Wumei sign it so she could hang it above her bed at home.

After entering the stadium, Fang Bai saw that the eighty-thousand-seat arena was packed, with almost everyone holding a Ye Wumei poster in their left hand and a glow stick in their right. Even before Ye Wumei appeared, people were already loudly chanting her name.

At 7:30 pm, the concert officially started and all the lights focused on the dazzling, glorious central stage of the stadium.

Amidst the fans’ deafening screams, Ye Wumei, dressed in ancient white garments, descended slowly onto the stage, like a fairy descending from the heavens to the mortal world.

Simultaneously, the prelude to a misty, Ancient-style musical piece began.

As the music started, the surrounding screams gradually ceased, and the fans perked up their ears, preparing to listen to their idol’s voice, which was as exquisite as the sounds from heaven.

Dressed in a white robe, Ye Wumei suddenly produced a Green Peak Sword in her hand, and with the gentle and slow rhythm of the music, her sword moved swiftly like a dragon and gracefully as a startled swan. Along with her slender, swallow-like figure, she performed a stunningly beautiful sword dance on the stage.

"Ye Wumei is also a Martial Artist,"

Fang Bai whispered to Baili Mingyue beside him.

"No wonder her sword dance is so beautiful."

Baili Mingyue gently waved her glow stick, her gaze fixed on Ye Wumei at the center of the stage, wearing an utterly enchanted and intoxicated expression.