Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor
Chapter 184: Star Ye, Don’t Misunderstand!

Chapter 184: Chapter 184: Star Ye, Don’t Misunderstand!

In his previous life, whether it was in the Cultivation World or the Immortal Realm, many powerful experts could use profound and wondrous formations to create isolated Minor Worlds.

The mythical ten continents and three islands mentioned in this world’s legends were likely separate Minor Worlds, existing in isolation and forming their own domains.

At this thought, Fang Bai couldn’t help but conceive an idea.

He planned, if the conditions permitted in the future, to buy an island and then set up a Concealment Formation around it. He would build antique-looking houses on the island, plant a variety of Spiritual Medicines, and raise some spiritually aware animals as a place for his cultivation.

If possible, he would also invite some relatives and friends to live on the island. Even if some of them had mortal bodies and were destined not to cultivate, living on the island could still grant them a longevity far beyond that of ordinary people.

Fang Bai believed that, one day, when he turned the ordinary island into an "Immortal Island," those relatives and friends would find it hard to refuse his invitation once they knew the benefits of living there.

The next day before dawn, when a pale light began to emerge in the sky, Ye Wumei woke up. After having some food and drink with Fang Bai, they sat on a small raft and paddled towards the mainland.

Fang Bai’s "Dragon-Tiger-Lion-Elephant Technique" had reached the second layer, the "Accumulating Essence Realm," and he had achieved perfection in that realm. He possessed the strength equivalent to eight of these mythical beasts, immensely powerful.

He sat at the front of the small raft, wielding a makeshift oar made of bundled wood, paddling vigorously. The raft shot across the sea’s surface like an arrow.

Despite its simple construction, the raft was not only faster than swimming in the water, but it also removed the discomfort of being soaked in the sea.

The only drawback was that paddling the small raft consumed a great deal of True Yuan.

Even with elixirs, Essence Stones, and the Essence Energy of the sea to replenish his spent True Yuan, the rate of replenishment couldn’t catch up with the consumption. Therefore, whenever Fang Bai’s True Yuan and physical strength were nearly depleted, he would lie flat on the raft to rest and recuperate before continuing to paddle.

Seeing Fang Bai’s hard labor, Ye Wumei volunteered to take over for a while. However, she hadn’t paddled far before depleting the meager True Yuan within her body. She bit her lip and persisted for a moment longer, but soon blisters formed on the palms of her hands.

When Fang Bai saw her looking down at the blisters on her palms, about to cry, he couldn’t help but chuckle silently.

"Such physical labor should be left to a man like me. You just sit comfortably at the side. Here, let me see those blisters on your hands... Don’t worry, this minor injury will heal in a couple of days with some medicine," he said.

As he spoke, Fang Bai took Ye Wumei’s hands into his to examine them.

Ye Wumei’s hands were white and slender, as delicate as jade, resembling a flawless piece of art, pleasing to the eye. However, the sight of several blisters on them was quite alarming.

"This might sting a little, don’t move!" Fang Bai warned, as he suddenly produced a silver needle in his hand.

With lightning-fast movements, he punctured the blisters and then took out a medicinal herb from his Spatial Ring. He plucked a few leaves, chewed them up, and applied the paste to the busted blisters before wrapping them up with a strip of cloth. And that was it.

Throughout the process, Ye Wumei bit her lip and frowned slightly but didn’t make a sound.

After administering medicine to Ye Wumei, Fang Bai didn’t let go of her hands. Instead, he gently squeezed her soft and slender palms a few times.

Ye Wumei’s face flushed red, mistaking Fang Bai’s actions as deliberate flirtation, and somewhat bewitched, she did not pull her hands away.

"Uh... Star Ye, don’t get me wrong!" Fang Bai, noticing the unusual look on Ye Wumei’s face and realizing his unintended implication, cleared his throat and earnestly said, "I’ve noticed that your bones are exceptional, making you a one-in-a-million martial talent..."

Ye Wumei let out a chuckle, thinking of a scene from a certain movie, she said, "So, are you going to tell me next that the maintenance of world peace depends on me? And then you’re going to try to sell me a secret book for a bargain, called Tathagata Palm?"

Fang Bai was taken aback, then burst into loud laughter.

What Ye Wumei referred to was a segment from a movie starring Zhou Xingxing, known as the "King of Comedy," and the original owner of the body Fang Bai had taken over was a loyal fan of Zhou Xingxing, having watched that movie more than once. Having merged memories from two lifetimes, Fang Bai naturally knew of it as well.

"Star Ye, I’m not joking. I’m serious..."

After laughing, Fang Bai’s expression became serious as he said in a grave tone, "Your physique is truly suitable for cultivation. With proper guidance from a renowned master, you will achieve extraordinary accomplishments on the Martial Dao path in the future."

Ye Wumei said, "That’s exactly the opposite of what my master said. My master told me I’m not cut out for martial arts, and no matter how much I train in this life, I will only ever reach the status of a Yellow Level Martial Artist. I really liked martial arts at first, but after hearing what my master said, I lost motivation..."

Fang Bai curled his lip in disdain, "No offense to your master, but his judgement is really not that great, mistaking jade for a mere stone. If he were standing in front of me right now, I would definitely criticize him fiercely!"

Ye Wumei giggled, "My master is my father, and he’s a High Rank Yellow Level Martial Artist. All the Martial Arts I know, it was he who taught me."

Fang Bai was startled for a moment but then said irritably, "So what if he’s your father? If I met him, I would still criticize him! He’s burying a Martial Dao genius!"

"Do you think I have what it takes to practice martial arts?"

Ye Wumei asked with some excitement, blinking her eyes.

Fang Bai spoke earnestly, "In the Martial Dao World, there is the concept of ’Spiritual Root’. Anyone who possesses a Spiritual Root is considered a Martial Dao genius. As long as one diligently cultivates, their achievements are boundless."

"Spiritual Root?"

Ye Wumei was puzzled, as this was the first time she’d heard the term.

"Yes, there are many types of Spiritual Roots, among which the Five Elements Spiritual Root are the primary ones, with the Wind and Thunder Spiritual Roots being more rare. Each type of Spiritual Root can cultivate corresponding techniques... For example, a person with a Fire Spirit Root can cultivate Fire-based Techniques..."

Ye Wumei listened carefully as Fang Bai explained the relationship between the "Spiritual Root" and Martial Arts, the more she listened, the more astonished she became.

The Martial Arts described by Fang Bai surpassed Ye Wumei’s understanding, greatly different from the Martial Arts of this world known to her—it could be considered a super-upgraded version of the Martial Arts of this world.

"Are you saying that a Martial Artist with a Fire Spirit Root, when cultivated to a certain realm, can strike out fireballs with a punch?"

"Yes."

"Wouldn’t that be like having special abilities? It also sounds like the magic of witches and wizards from the Western world’s legends."

"I’ve never interacted with people with special abilities, nor have I seen magic... but I believe they are mostly similar, all involving the use of Heaven and Earth Origin Energy for attack or defense."

"So, what kind of Spiritual Root do I have?"

Ye Wumei’s eyes sparkled with excitement.

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