Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor
Chapter 663: Face like an angel, figure like a devil

Chapter 663: Chapter 663: Face like an angel, figure like a devil

Huo Niao had an innate ability to gather Fire Primordial Qi, and at this moment, in order to free his right fist from Fang Bai’s body, he desperately gathered Fire Primordial Qi in his left fist and struck Fang Bai, only to be absorbed onto Fang Bai’s body as well.

With both his fists pressed against Fang Bai’s chest as if they were trapped in the Endless Abyss, unable to retract, the massive amount of surrounding Fire Primordial Qi crazily and swiftly flowed into Fang Bai’s body, dressing him lavishly.

In Fang Bai’s eyes, Huo Niao’s body seemed like an immense Fire Elemental Stone, continuously supplying Fang Bai with Fire Primordial Qi.

Only when the Fire Primordial Qi within his Qi Sea was so full that it could not accommodate any more did Fang Bai cease his cultivation technique.

Although he had absorbed a large amount of Fire Primordial Qi, it was very mixed, and Fang Bai’s consciousness guided this Qi, quickly circulating it through the meridians until the Fire Primordial Qi became extremely pure and refined; only then did he integrate it into the Chaos Origin Energy within his Qi Sea, merging it as one.

Upon introspection with his Divine Sense, Fang Bai discovered that the red portion that constituted the Chaos Origin Energy had visibly expanded quite a lot, enough to stand equal to the originally dominant black Water Element Qi.

The strength of the Water Element Qi and Fire Primordial Qi filled Fang Bai with joy.

One must know, Water Element Qi and Fire Primordial Qi are the foundations for refining Elixirs and Spiritual Artifacts. Now that the Chaos Origin Energy in Fang Bai’s Qi Sea was most potent in water and fire energies, as long as he could condense Water Element Qi and Fire Primordial Qi externally, turning the abstract into the solid, he could start refining Elixirs or Spiritual Artifacts.

And with the aid of Elixirs and Spiritual Artifacts, Fang Bai’s strength would undoubtedly see a significant enhancement.

After Huo Niao’s fists were released from Fang Bai, his heart had no trace of joy, but rather increased fear, feeling as if he had been toyed with by Fang Bai.

He knew he was far from being Fang Bai’s match and understood that continuing the fight would only bring him shame, so he withdrew his hands and stepped back, raising his voice to say to Fang Bai, "Mr. Fang, my apologies for the offense! My name is Huo Niao, a member of the Statue of Liberty!"

Upon hearing the name "Statue of Liberty," Fang Bai slightly froze before smiling and saying, "So you are a friend from the Statue of Liberty, it’s true that we wouldn’t have met if not for the fight! But Mr. Huo Niao, why were you secretly following me? Can you explain that?"

Huo Niao’s face reddened, and he stammered, "Well... that... I wasn’t really following Mr. Fang, I just wanted... wanted to make friends with Mr. Fang... yes, make friends!"

"I see..."

Fang Bai smiled, seeing Huo Niao’s face turn crimson and thinking to himself that this guy really wasn’t cut out to lie.

Although he knew Huo Niao had no good intentions in following him, Fang Bai didn’t wish to start a conflict with the Statue of Liberty at this time,

"Alright then, I’ll accept your friendship! We will have an opportunity to meet at tomorrow’s ’Meta-Human Organization Elite Tournament!’ Goodbye!"

With that, Fang Bai left Huo Niao a mysterious and inscrutable smile and turned to stride away.

Huo Niao’s gaze flickered as he watched Fang Bai’s figure fade into the distance until it disappeared, then he sighed dejectedly and turned to sweep towards the depths of the desert outside the city.

Although he had only exchanged one move with Fang Bai, Huo Niao had already roughly estimated Fang Bai’s depth of strength.

Huo Niao knew that Fang Bai was much stronger than himself and that it would be easy for him to defeat him effortlessly, with enough power to contend against their leader, Isabella.

Tomorrow is the day when the "World Meta-Human Organizations Elite Competition" begins, and Huo Niao has almost completely grasped the strengths of the competing teams sent by the other meta-human organizations. However, Huaxia’s "Dragon Guard" team leader, Fang Bai, turned out to be an unexpected force, catching Huo Niao off guard.

Fang Bai is so powerful that he has posed a significant threat to the Statue of Liberty’s chances of winning. This information must be reported to the leader, Isabella, as soon as possible, so she can adjust her strategy in time.

After entering the desert, Huo Niao took almost an hour, making turns in the sandy expanse to avoid being followed. Once certain that no one was around, he accelerated, transforming into a fiery red shadow, streaking towards the mysterious white castle at the core of the desert.

In the dead of night, Huo Niao’s figure appeared in the great hall at the center of the castle, where he met the leader of the Statue of Liberty, Isabella.

"That Fang Bai, is he really that powerful?"

After quietly listening to Huo Niao’s report, a look of surprise appeared on Isabella’s angelic, delicate face.

"Yes, Miss Isabella, I believe that Fang Bai already has the strength to challenge you, so you need to prepare in advance! However, I always have faith that Miss Isabella is the most powerful person in the world, and will surely defeat all experts, including Fang Bai, to win the championship!"

Huo Niao knelt on one knee, speaking in a tone full of compliments.

After saying this, he slowly raised his head to look at Isabella, who sat on the stone seat at the top of the stone steps, his eyes filled with admiration and fervor.

Huo Niao’s compliments did not cause any fluctuation in Isabella’s emotions. She gestured with a casual wave of her hand, saying, "Huo Niao, you’ve worked hard. Go and rest for now!"

"Yes."

Huo Niao responded and bowed, slowly retreating from the hall.

Once outside the great hall, Huo Niao looked back at its wide-open doors and sighed with a hint of regret.

For the leader Isabella, Huo Niao felt not just admiration but also fondness, yet he dared not reveal it. In his eyes, Isabella was like an angel sent from God to Earth, so pure that he dare not harbor any profane thoughts.

Although Isabella was young, her formidable strength made it hard for him to even look up to her. He had always been working silently to become stronger, feeling that only then would he have the right to speak more with Isabella and gain her greater attention.

After Huo Niao left, Isabella remained alone in the vast great hall.

"That twenty-year-old Huaxia youth, if he is as strong as Huo Niao says, may indeed be worth paying attention to. Hmm, tomorrow’s ’World Meta-Human Organizations Elite Competition’ should be quite lively, shouldn’t it? I’m really looking forward to it!"

Murmuring to herself, Isabella reached for the white jade staff inlaid with purple gems beside the stone seat and slowly stood up, walking down the stone steps.

Although only fourteen or fifteen years old, her figure was well-developed, with a tight waist and a curvy form, perfectly embodying the phrase "face of an angel, body of a devil."

Her long legs moved gracefully, her beautiful figure swaying as she walked, her silver hair rippling like waves behind her shapely back, with her purple gown trailing behind her.

She stepped outside the great hall and looked up at the starry night sky. The light of stars and moon bathed her, as if she was wrapped in a layer of sacred light.