Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor
Chapter 183: Night Talk

Chapter 183: Chapter 183: Night Talk

The dazzling halo of being a superstar made Ye Wumei seem unapproachable, but in reality, when you got to know her, you’d find that she was neither aloof nor pretentious, and certainly not scheming. In short, she was a very approachable and easy-going woman.

Ye Wumei circled around Fang Bai and, seeing that there was nowhere on him to hide anything, shook her head and said, "I can’t guess..."

"Look closely..."

Fang Bai extended his left hand to reveal the Space Ring with flecks of gold shimmering against the black, then touched the ring with his right hand and a bottle of Baijiu appeared in his grasp.

"This ring... it’s incredible!"

Ye Wumei’s little mouth formed an "O" in surprise.

Fang Bai laughed heartily, unscrewed the bottle, tilted his head back, and "glug glug glug" downed the entire bottle of Baijiu.

After the bottle of Baijiu, Fang Bai felt blood surge through his body like the mighty Yangtze River, bringing him an indescribable warmth and comfort.

Since his rebirth in this world, Baijiu had become Fang Bai’s favorite drink.

The stronger the Baijiu, the more satisfying and exhilarating Fang Bai found it to drink.

Whereas others might harm their health by drinking too much alcohol, an excessive amount for Fang Bai could actually stimulate the circulation of True Yuan, hasten his blood flow, and was incredibly beneficial for his cultivation.

Ever since discovering the wonderful effects of Baijiu, every meal for Fang Bai had to include alcohol to make it joyful.

And after acquiring the Spatial Ring, the amount of Baijiu he stored within far exceeded that of mineral water.

"This is called a Spatial Ring. It looks like an ordinary ring on the surface, but inside, it contains a space the size of a room..."

With nothing else to do, Fang Bai sat on a flat rock by the seaside and waited for Ye Wumei to join him. He then began to explain the wonders of the Spatial Ring to her in detail.

By this time, the sun was about to dip below the horizon, and its remaining glow cast a fiery red cloak over the two of them.

Ye Wumei sat beside Fang Bai, her body slightly turned towards him as she watched him talk about the ring, and for some reason, she became distracted. Her mind wandered back to the scene under the water when her lips were sealed tightly by Fang Bai’s, and her cheeks warmed, her gaze becoming somewhat dreamy.

"What’s wrong?"

Noticing Ye Wumei’s unusual expression and her soul seemingly adrift, Fang Bai asked curiously.

"No... Nothing..."

Ye Wumei quickly lowered her head in a fluster, avoiding Fang Bai’s gaze.

"How can one buy a ring like that?"

Once her expression returned to normal, Ye Wumei looked up again and inquired about the Spatial Ring on Fang Bai’s finger.

"Buy?"

Fang Bai responded with a wry smile, "This sort of item is priceless; no matter how much money you have, you’ll never be able to buy it!"

Ye Wumei obviously didn’t believe him, and asked, "Then where did you get this ring from?"

Fang Bai said, "If I told you I found it, would you believe me?"

"I don’t believe it!"

Ye Wumei shook her head, "Such luck has never happened to me. And someone who owns something so precious would surely take great care of it; how could they possibly lose it?"

"There’s nothing I can do if you don’t believe me. Too bad there is only one ring, otherwise, I’d definitely give you one."

"Your words are enough."

Ye Wumei wouldn’t want to take what someone else cherished; she smiled and changed the subject. Pointing at the small raft by the sea, she asked, "Did you make that?"

"Yeah, I built it while you were asleep. Tomorrow morning, we’ll set off on it."

"Can it work..."

"As long as there’s the slightest hope, I want to try. It’s better than staying on this island waiting to die!"

Although Fang Bai’s Spatial Ring contained food and water, it was only enough to last them three or four days. If they didn’t think of a solution in advance, they really might end up trapped to death on this deserted island.

Ye Wumei nodded without saying anything more.

Over this day and night, Ye Wumei experienced a roller coaster of life and death. She had come to terms with everything, thinking that rather than waiting to die on this deserted island, it would be better to take a risk on the small wooden raft that Fang Bai had made. Maybe there was a chance to reach the mainland.

Moreover, the young man by her side had already brought her one surprise after another. She really hoped that the surprises would continue.

The two of them sat on the rocks by the sea and chatted. Unnoticed, the sky had darkened, and a bright moon had risen, casting silvery light upon the sea, creating a shimmering wave pattern.

Ye Wumei looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and two silent tears streamed down her cheeks.

"Why are you crying?"

Fang Bai asked, puzzled.

"Suddenly, I miss home, my dad and mom..." Ye Wumei dabbed the tears from the corner of her eyes and said with a choked voice, "My parents have always adored me, indulging my every whim, treating me as their treasure... They must be so worried now that something has happened to me."

"Don’t worry, you’ll soon be back home and see your parents," Fang Bai reassured her.

"I hope so."

Ye Wumei sniffled, took a couple of deep breaths, and forced a slight smile onto her face.

She had slept most of the day, so she wasn’t sleepy at all, and Fang Bai, having rested for half a day, was even more alert than her.

Since neither of them felt like resting, they continued talking, from the recent kidnapping incident to Martial Arts, from singing to their respective families...

In all her years, Ye Wumei had never had such an in-depth conversation with someone, particularly a man. Whether she was sharing her own stories or listening to Fang Bai talk about his, she exhibited an excited and interested demeanor.

The Lightning Mink lay between them, half-closing its eyes, appearing both lazy and content.

By midnight, the sea breeze grew stronger, the warm wind blowing past them gave a relaxed feeling.

"Fang Bai, I’m getting sleepy! I can’t keep chatting." Ye Wumei rubbed her eyes and smiled apologetically.

"Go to sleep," Fang Bai waved his hand and said, "Get a good rest. We’ll set sail on the raft first thing in the morning."

Ye Wumei stood up, said goodnight, and lay down in the spot where she had rested during the day.

Fang Bai sent the Lightning Mink over to stay by Ye Wumei’s side, lest any nocturnal animals come out and bite her.

Before long, Ye Wumei’s steady breathing reached him, and Fang Bai knew she had fallen asleep. He smiled slightly and began to cultivate under the caress of the sea breeze and the illumination of the moonlight.

That night’s cultivation brought Fang Bai unexpectedly significant results, and his strength had once again improved.

Fang Bai thought to himself no wonder in his previous life, many Martial Artists favored cultivating on remote islands overseas, since those places were far from worldly distractions and closer to nature. The serene mindset enhanced cultivation efficiency.

In this world, there were also myths of "Immortal Mountains Overseas," such as Penglai, Fangzhang, and Yingzhou; and Zuzhou, Yanzhou, Xuanzhou among the ten continents...

For ordinary people, the ten continents and three islands were mere legends, but Fang Bai felt that these mythical Immortal Islands and continents, elusive in the eyes of the common folk, might indeed exist. It was just that ordinary people couldn’t find their locations.

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