Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor
Chapter 373: This is a secret between Big Brother and me!

Chapter 373: Chapter 373: This is a secret between Big Brother and me!

"Yellow Level High Rank... This little girl wasn’t lying, she is indeed a Martial Artist!"

Wen Yu sensed Dongfang Ruhua’s suddenly surged Martial Artist Aura, and was secretly shocked in her heart.

At this moment, Wen Yu no longer had time to wonder why she couldn’t sense Dongfang Ruhua’s aura before, and to avoid injuring herself, she raised the True Yuan that was originally concentrated at the palm, from ten percent to fifty percent, and continued to attack Dongfang Ruhua.

In Wen Yu’s mind, even if Dongfang Ruhua possessed the strength of a Yellow Level High Rank Martial Artist, she was still separated by a Profound Level realm from her own strength. Using only fifty percent of her power, she believed she ought to be able to suppress her.

However, as soon as their palms came into contact, Wen Yu knew something was terribly wrong.

Thump—

A muffled sound echoed through the Doctor Pavilion’s hall, as a burst of energy rippled and surged.

Dongfang Ruhua’s delicate jade hand seemed to carry the force of overturning seas and moving mountains, and it even faintly conveyed an electric current. Upon the clashing of their palms, Wen Yu felt as though she had been struck by lightning, her body violently trembling, and then she was sent flying backward.

Fortunately, Wen Yu had powerful strength and was an experienced old Martial Artist with abundant real combat experience. Though taken by surprise, she managed several flips in the air to remove most of the force and then lightly landed on the ground.

Despite that, she still appeared very disheveled, with her clothes in disarray and hair standing on end after being casually counterattacked by Dongfang Ruhua’s single palm.

Actually, with Wen Yu’s cultivation level, she was entirely capable of matching Dongfang Ruhua, but it was her underestimation and carelessness that had led to this outcome.

Looking at Wen Yu’s disheveled appearance, then at Dongfang Ruhua, whose face bore a hint of apology, the Doctor Pavilion’s hall fell so silent that one could hear a pin drop, with everyone hearing their own rapid breaths and heartbeats.

"Pavilion Master, I’m sorry! I saw you suddenly coming at me, and I just reacted in self-defense. I didn’t do it on purpose! As I said before, the Cultivation Technique taught to me by Brother is quite special and very powerful..."

Dongfang Ruhua saw the stunned look on Wen Yu, and her own hand had disheveled her clothes and hair, so she felt somewhat apologetic and spoke in penitence.

"Youngsters are terrifying... youngsters are terrifying..."

Wen Yu tidied her slightly disordered clothing and hair, gazing at Dongfang Ruhua as if she had discovered a treasured gem, continuously expressing her admiration.

It was uncertain if her exclamation, "youngsters are terrifying," was directed at Dongfang Ruhua or at Fang Bai, who trained Dongfang Ruhua to be so formidable.

Upon calming down and giving it a bit of thought, Wen Yu realized that if Dongfang Ruhua was indeed trained by Fang Bai, then, just by this fact alone, one could infer that Fang Bai’s cultivation realm might be even higher than her own, the Pavilion Master of the Doctor Pavilion.

"Ruhua, I remember you haven’t been learning Ancient Martial for long with Fang Bai! How did you become so powerful? How did he teach you?"

Lin Ruoxue looked at her younger daughter with unexpected joy and couldn’t help but ask.

Although she knew her younger daughter had learned Ancient Martial from Fang Bai, she had never seen her daughter demonstrate her strength in front of others. Only at that moment did she realize that her gentle and delicate younger daughter had become so strong that she could contend with the Pavilion Master of the Doctor Pavilion, herself.

"Mom, this is a secret between me and Big Brother, and I can’t tell! What if Big Brother gets angry and ignores me then?"

Dongfang Ruhua kept mum about the process of learning Ancient Martial with Fang Bai, unwilling to reveal a single word, even to her own mother.

"Okay... okay, if you don’t want to tell, then Mom won’t ask anymore."

Upon hearing this, Lin Ruoxue showed a bitter smile, feeling somewhat uneasy in her heart.

As someone who had been through it all, she could tell that her younger daughter had already developed feelings for Fang Bai, and now Fang Bai’s position in her heart had apparently risen to be even more important than hers as a mother.

Lin Ruoxue was a very open-minded mother, and she did not object to her daughter dating, but that was only said concerning her grown-up elder daughter, Dongfang Rushi.

Her youngest daughter, Dongfang Ruhua, was only fifteen or sixteen years old, still at the bloom of youth, a time when an early love could potentially impact her physically and mentally. Lin Ruoxue felt she needed to find time to sit down and have a serious talk with her daughter.

However, despite her young age, Dongfang Ruhua had become an extraordinarily strong Martial Artist, thanks to Fang Bai’s training, and this made Lin Ruoxue happier than worried.

Moreover, according to Lin Ruoxue’s ability to judge people, Fang Bai didn’t seem like someone with ill-intent. Her daughter’s liking for Fang Bai was likely just a young girl’s one-sided feelings born from her first brush with love.

"Girl, was your Martial Arts really taught to you by Fang Bai? You’re not lying to me, are you?"

After recovering from her initial shock, Wen Yu asked again, eager to confirm the authenticity of this fact.

Upon receiving a positive response from Dongfang Ruhua, Wen Yu was once again deeply shaken.

In the current Secular Ancient Martial World, Martial Artists of Dongfang Ruhua’s age possessing Yellow Level High Rank strength were rare, not entirely unique, but definitely an extreme rarity. Describing them as Martial Dao prodigies or geniuses was not at all an exaggeration.

And such a prodigy had an even more monstrous "master." It was hard to fathom just how much of a natural-born genius and how formidable a twenty-year-old Fang Bai could be.

"Girl, when you counterattacked my palm strike earlier, how much of your strength did you use?"

Wen Yu suddenly asked.

Dongfang Ruhua thought for a moment and said, "About sixty percent, I suppose!"

Wen Yu sighed and fell silent for a long while.

Wen Yu didn’t know what to say. She had used fifty percent of her strength in the palm exchange with Dongfang Ruhua, who had used slightly more but sent her flying, nearly causing her to embarrass herself on the spot.

From this, it could be inferred that if both were to go all out in a real fight, the outcome would likely be evenly matched, and neither could confidently claim victory.

If Dongfang Ruhua was already so formidable, how astonishingly powerful must Fang Bai, the one who trained her, be?

Wen Yu felt that Fang Bai’s Cultivation Level was at least at the Profound Level mid-rank, or perhaps even higher.

How could such an excessively young and powerful practitioner of both martial and medical arts not have an extraordinary and powerful backing?

Wasn’t Lei Bao looking for trouble by opposing such an individual?

What about the Ghost Doctor Sect? Sikong Lieyang’s strength was only on par with her own, merely at the initial stage of the Profound Level. If he insisted on taking a stand for his disciple Lei Bao, he might well end up battered and bruised.

"Could Fang Bai be a disciple of a Hidden Sect?"

The thought sent a shiver of fear through Wen Yu.

In the eyes of ordinary people, Martial Artists of the Secular Ancient Martial World were mysterious and powerful beings.

Similarly, to the Martial Artists of the secular world, individuals from the legendary Hidden Sects were seen as equally mysterious and powerful, inspiring awe and reverence.

In the secular world, Martial Artists with Profound Level strength were already considered top-tier, but within the Hidden Sects, it was said that Profound Level Martial Artists were merely at the lower rungs, with Earth Level Martial Artists being the most common.

Some powerful Hidden Sects even had Heaven Level Martial Artists in residence.

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