Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor
Chapter 240: Elder Taoist Qingling

Chapter 240: Chapter 240: Elder Taoist Qingling

Xiao Jing recalled for a moment before saying, "The old Taoist priest looked to be over sixty years old, tall and thin, with snow-white long hair and beard, appearing like a venerable immortal. He ran so quickly that he disappeared with Fang Yun in the blink of an eye. Worried about Fang Yun’s safety, I immediately called the police..."

"Where was my sister captured by the old Taoist priest?"

"Right beside that tree..."

Xiao Jing pointed to a large tree forty or fifty meters ahead.

Fang Bai nodded and hurried to the large tree, where he sensed two lingering traces of energy fluctuations.

Among the two traces, one was strong and the other weak, the weaker of which Fang Bai recognized immediately—it was his sister Fang Yun’s.

The other, stronger trace, foreign and formidable, must belong to the "old Taoist priest" mentioned by Xiao Jing. Fang Bai surmised that the old Taoist priest’s cultivation level was definitely not inferior to the Profound Level.

The presence of energy fluctuations at the scene indicated that Fang Yun had struggled and resisted when she was captured, but the opponent was too strong, rendering her efforts ineffective.

"No matter who that old Taoist priest is, if he dares to harm a single hair on my sister’s head, I’ll make sure he’s torn to pieces!"

Without any hesitation and with a grim expression, Fang Bai turned and dashed to the sedan, started it, and sped toward the western mountains, following the trail of the two energy fluctuations.

Upon reaching the suburbs and noting the dimming sky and the lack of pedestrians, Fang Bai parked the car by the roadside and used his movement technique to pursue the trail into the mountains.

His current cultivation level had reached that of an Earth Level early-stage Martial Artist in the Ancient Martial World of this world, and his combat strength was so powerful that he could even contend with Earth Level perfection Martial Artists. When he moved at full speed, he was many times faster than a car.

Soon, Fang Bai found a campfire on a small hill in the mountain area, with a Taoist priest and a secular person sitting beside it—it was indeed the old Taoist priest and Fang Yun.

From afar, Fang Bai saw his sister Fang Yun. Concerned that the old Taoist priest would harm Fang Yun if he noticed him, Fang Bai didn’t rashly charge over. Instead, he concealed all his energy and silently advanced toward them.

When he was less than a hundred meters away from the campfire, Fang Bai concealed himself in some knee-high bushes.

Upon closer observation of Fang Yun, her body didn’t seem to have suffered any injuries, but the tears on her face showed she had been through a lot.

Fang Bai had taken over his current body, inheriting the original owner’s familial affections. He could say that in this world, what mattered most to him was his family.

Seeing his sister distressed, Fang Bai could not suppress his anger and inwardly cursed the old Taoist priest to damnation.

"Little girl, to be taken as my disciple is a great fortune for you. If you continue to be ungrateful, don’t blame me for being uncivil!"

The old Taoist priest sitting opposite Fang Yun suddenly spoke, his expression fierce and threatening, bearing none of the immortal-like demeanor.

Although Fang Yun was crying, she had a defiant look on her face and angrily said, "I’ve already said that I don’t want to learn martial arts from you! Someone else is teaching me Martial Arts!"

"Who is this person? Could he be more powerful than I, Qingling? Speak up, and I’ll go cut him down!"

Today, while wandering in the Zhongzhou City, the old Taoist priest noticed Fang Yun’s True Yuan fluctuations and her excellent foundation. Coveting her as a disciple, he was taken aback by her refusal and, in a fit of anger, abducted Fang Yun to the mountains.

The old Taoist priest had thought that a little intimidation would make Fang Yun submit and accept him as her master. However, after a long period of coercive persuasion, she remained unyielding. The old Taoist priest’s patience began to wear thin, and his threatening nature emerged.

Of course, Fang Yun wouldn’t mention her brother Fang Bai. Instead, she retorted, "The one teaching me martial arts is a mysterious master, far more powerful than you!"

"You’re lying!"

The old Taoist Priest wasn’t easily fooled, and he sneered as he spoke, "I have reached the Profound Level Perfection, and in the Secular Ancient Martial World, there are few with strength comparable to mine, but none who can surpass me!"

He paused, then added, "Unless the one who taught you martial arts is from a Hidden Sect. However, disciples of the Hidden Sects live in isolation and do not easily mingle in the secular world, much less teach Hidden Sect Martial Arts to common folks. Heh, you’re too green to deceive me!"

Lurking nearby, Fang Bai felt a chill in his heart when he heard the Taoist Priest claim to be a martial artist at Profound Level Perfection.

Based on Fang Bai’s knowledge of the Secular Ancient Martial World, martial artists with Profound Level Perfection were rare and typically heads of major sects. Considering the old Taoist Priest’s attire highly resembled that of Qingcheng Temple disciples, could it be that he was the Temple Master of Qingcheng Temple?

Fang Bai had encountered disciples of Qingcheng Temple before and, the more he observed, the more he believed that the old Taoist Priest was one of them. Even if he wasn’t the Temple Master, he must be a high-ranking member.

The "Myriad Medicine Valley," where Ghost Hand belonged, had been destroyed with the involvement of Qingcheng Temple disciples. Now facing this elder, who seemed a high-ranking member of Qingcheng Temple, threatening his sister Fang Yun, Fang Bai’s eyes grew cold as he harbored thoughts of murder.

"Let me tell you truthfully, I, Qingling, am the Temple Master of Qingcheng Temple and one of the most distinguished individuals in the Ancient Martial World. I don’t know how many martial artists wish to become my disciples, and I find none of them worthy..."

"Don’t continue, I will not take you as my Master, nor will I learn martial arts from you! Let me go now, or you’ll regret it when that mysterious master who taught me comes!"

The Taoist Priest was cut off halfway through by Fang Yun.

"This Elder Taoist Qingling, he really is the Temple Master of Qingcheng!"

Fang Bai’s intent to kill intensified when he heard Elder Taoist Qingling state his identity, but he couldn’t help but find it amusing that his sister, Fang Yun, was using his own "mysterious master" to threaten Elder Taoist Qingling.

"Tell me, who exactly is that person who taught you martial arts! I will twist his neck!"

Elder Taoist Qingling roared with uncontrollable anger.

Suddenly, a whizzing sound came from behind as if a hidden weapon was rapidly approaching, and the hidden weapon contained powerful True Yuan fluctuations, indicating the extraordinary strength of the assailant.

Not expecting an ambush, Elder Taoist Qingling was taken by surprise and dodged to the side with all his might.

He flashed several meters away as three stones imbued with True Yuan shot past him, narrowly missing Fang Yun’s head and disappearing into the night sky beyond.

At the same time, Elder Taoist Qingling’s vision blurred, and when he could see clearly again, a young man in his twenties wearing a black T-shirt had appeared next to Fang Yun.

The elder was taken aback by the young man’s ability to approach silently and suddenly appear, and even more so by the force behind the stones thrown earlier. Taoist Qingling surmised that the young man’s strength was no less than his own, and he felt a sudden shock.

In the Secular Ancient Martial World, no martial artist of such formidable power had been reported. Could this young man be a disciple from a Hidden Sect?

When Elder Taoist Qingling considered this, he looked at the young man with a hint of fear in his eyes.

Among those remote and secluded sects, there were countless powerful martial artists, including Earth Level and even Heaven Level Martial Artists.

To Elder Taoist Qingling, a martial artist at Profound Level Perfection, although he was a top contender in the Secular Ancient Martial World, he was not enough compared to a disciple of a Hidden Sect.

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