Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor
Chapter 762: Alian

Chapter 762: Chapter 762: Alian

"How can there be gunshots near this small village? Could that cry of alarm be from Alian?"

Fang Bai’s heart stirred, and he extended his Divine Sense, discovering on a hillside nearly a kilometer away, a group of ferocious-looking bandits from a neighboring foreign country surrounding an eight or nine-year-old girl and her flock of sheep, babbling incomprehensibly. Each of them held a firearm in their hands.

The gunshot just now was from a bandit who had shot dead a sheep.

Before the sheep had even died completely, two other bandits approached, dragging it to the side of the creek, where they gutted and cleaned it with a knife.

The rest of the bandits piled stones and sticks to set up a frame, seeming to prepare to start a fire there and roast the sheep for food.

After advancing in strength, Fang Bai’s Divine Sense coverage had grown larger and larger, already far exceeding a kilometer. Hence, everything that happened over there was being relayed to his brain through his Divine Sense.

The sheep-tending girl looked very much like the granddaughter described by the old man from Shigong Village; she must be Alian.

Alian loved to tend to the sheep. When she first learned to walk, she would go with her father, and after her parents were gone, she followed her grandfather, and now with her grandfather aged, she watched over the sheep by herself on the hillside outside the village.

Alian had always treated the sheep as her good friends, having given each of them a name.

The sheep that had just been killed was called "Xiao Hua," a sheep Alian had always been fond of. Seeing "Xiao Hua" killed, Alian cried her heart out.

Perhaps Alian’s crying had annoyed the bandits because one of them cursing walked over to Alian, raised his hand and slapped her twice, sending her tumbling to the ground with blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.

But the bandit’s slaps obviously didn’t have the intended deterring effect. After a moment’s daze, Alian’s crying grew even louder.

"This is bad..."

Fang Bai saw that the bandit, in a fit of rage, actually turned to grab a gun. Knowing he intended to harm Alian, his eyes went cold, and he immediately exerted his full movement technique, sweeping toward where Alian was.

However, considering the distance of more than a thousand meters between them, no matter how fast his movement technique was, it was not faster than the bandit’s gun. He could only pray that the bandit wouldn’t act too hastily.

When Fang Bai was about five hundred meters away from Alian, the scene relayed by his Divine Sense showed that the bandit had already raised his gun at Alian, a cruel and hideous smile curling at his lips.

With a slight pull of the trigger, the bullet would shoot out and snuff out Alian’s life, she being only eight or nine years old.

Fang Bai clenched his fists tightly, a surge of rage rising in his heart. If that bandit killed Alian, he and all his accomplices would have to be buried alongside her.

Alian was still wiping her tears and crying loudly, unaware that the Grim Reaper was already swinging its scythe towards her, ready to reap her life.

Bang—

The gunshot rang out, echoing in the mountains.

Fang Bai’s heart tightened abruptly, fearing that Alian’s little life had faded away, and an infinite Killing Qi surged in his chest.

But when Fang Bai focused his Divine Sense once more to check on Alian’s situation, he unexpectedly discovered that the girl Alian was only grazed on the arm by the bullet, suffering a minor wound, and was otherwise unharmed.

On the contrary, the bandit who had fired the shot lay on the ground, face up, motionless, with a red-tasseled flying knife embedded in his chest, apparently dead.

The flying knife was as long as a palm, with a blade as thin as cicada wings, its edge reflecting a dazzling light in the sunlight, clearly extremely sharp. The red tassel on the tail of the flying knife was as brilliant as the sunset, fluttering in the wind of dusk.

"Hmm? This Essence Energy fluctuation..."

Out of the blue, Fang Bai sensed a familiar Essence Energy fluctuation, a hint of surprise flickered in his eyes, and he immediately thought of Linghu Baimei, who bore a striking resemblance to the "Peach Fairyland Empress" from his previous life’s encounter in America.

The Essence Energy fluctuation that Fang Bai had detected resembled that of Linghu Baimei, and he speculated that the person who had saved Alian had deep ties with Linghu Baimei, and very likely came from the same sect.

Could it be that the person was also a member of the "Wrathful Beauties"?

However, each member of the "Wrathful Beauties" was merciless and only knew how to kill; since when did they start showing compassion and saving people?

Alian, having heard the gunshots and seeing the bandits fallen dead before her, seemed to be shocked and her crying abruptly stopped, then feeling the pain of her wound, she couldn’t help but to cry out again, this time even louder.

The sound of the gunfire and Alian’s increasingly loud crying alarmed the other bandits, who were by the fire roasting mutton. Seeing their comrade fallen to the ground, they knew something was amiss and quickly grabbed their guns, rushing towards Alian.

A cluster of white clouds drifted from the opposite mountaintop and in the blink of an eye, reached Alian’s side.

The bandits rubbed their eyes and stared at the white cloud, only to realize that it was not a cloud at all, but a woman dressed in a pure white dress.

When they saw the woman’s appearance clearly, the bandits’ minds went blank, their breathing hitched, and the first thought that emerged was, "What a beautiful woman!"

The woman appeared to be only about twenty years old, with snow-white skin, features as if they were painted, and an ethereal temperament, beautiful as if she were a fairy untouched by the mundane world. Her black hair, like a waterfall, was lifted by the evening breeze, dancing like lively black sprites.

Fang Bai dashed to a spot more than three hundred meters away, concealed himself in the tall grass, and peered through the gaps in the grass towards the scene ahead.

"Linghu Baimei? How come it’s her?"

Fang Bai too saw the woman’s face clearly and almost let out an exclamation.

In America, Fang Bai had let go of Linghu Baimei, who wanted to kill him, and never expected to encounter her again here.

But this time, Linghu Baimei was not killing someone, but saving a person, which took Fang Bai by surprise.

"No... that’s not Linghu Baimei..."

Fang Bai initially thought that Linghu Baimei, the habitual killer, had changed her ways. However, upon looking closely, he realized that although the woman bore a striking resemblance to Linghu Baimei in figure and face, there were still some slight differences.

Linghu Baimei had cultivated a highly potent Bewitching Technique, radiating a bewitching charm from her very bones. Her every movement and smile could make most men in the world lose their senses and fall into a frenzy.

As a Martial Artist at Earth Level Perfection, if she employed her Bewitching Technique, Martial Artists below Heaven Level would probably find it hard to control themselves under her spell.

When Linghu Baimei had appeared before, she wore a black dress, but the woman before him was adorned in a starkly contrasting white dress.

The two women’s temperaments were completely different; Linghu Baimei possessed a soul-stirring seductiveness, while the woman before him was as pure and saintly as ice and snow.

One emanated an intense Killing Qi, like a Witch from hell, and the other’s demeanor was imbued with compassion and mercy, like a Saintess descended upon the mortal realm.

Certainly, if one was not observant, it would be hard to notice the differences between the two women, presuming them to be the same person.