Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor

Chapter 1516: Chapter 1516: Thousand Spirits Elixir

"What should we do?"

Fang Bai’s bizarre disappearance left Yun Man and the others looking at each other in confusion, not knowing what to do.

Throughout this journey, Fang Bai has been extremely low-key, never showing off, and helped the team defeat formidable enemies several times without anyone noticing.

It can be said that if it weren’t for his close relationship with the Yan Family, he would almost be a negligible character.

Yun Man was very worried about how their martial artist team would respond when they return to Female Immortal City and the Yan Family asks them about Fang Bai’s whereabouts.

In the core region of the Nether Corpse Land, disappearing alone poses a high risk of falling; if the Yan Family takes out their anger on them, they fear they won’t escape punishment.

Yun Man understands this outcome, as do the other martial artists.

"That Fang Bai, knowing he’s not that powerful, still runs around recklessly! If we face the Yan Family’s questioning, we’ll be truly wronged!"

A martial artist grumbled in a low voice. noveldrama

"Sister Yun, maybe... we should search around for Fang Bai? He might be nearby?"

He Ping, having always had a fondness for Fang Bai, was worried about his disappearance and suggested softly to Yun Man.

Yun Man nodded, and thus, nine people divided into three groups, searching in different directions, with a range limited to ten miles. If they found Fang Bai, they would summon him with a whistle; if not, they would return to gather.

While Yun Man and the others were searching everywhere for Fang Bai, they were unaware that Fang Bai had already quietly crossed the Soul Loss Ridge, entering a thick mist ahead.

In a past life, Fang Bai had traveled through the Nether Corpse Land once, but back then, Soul Loss Ridge was just an ordinary mountain ridge, without the current ominous name.

Fang Bai separated from the martial artist team to walk alone, aiming to delve into the most core region of the Nether Corpse Land to see what was happening there that made Yun Man and the martial artists so fearful.

Upon crossing Soul Loss Ridge, the surrounding Evil Qi and Corpse Qi nearly became tangible, launching assaults on Fang Bai’s mind domain. Fortunately, Fang Bai possessed the Chaos True Body, resistant to all poisons, immune to evil, unaffected.

If it were Yun Man, a Golden Core beginner expert, she’d probably be instantly affected by the intense Evil Qi and Corpse Qi, losing herself and falling into an escapable illusion.

Once engulfed in an illusion here, a martial artist’s best outcome is madness; if they later escape, it’s fortunate, otherwise, ultimately self-harming and dying, just like that Supreme Elder of the Yan Family back in the day.

Yun Man and others not entering Soul Loss Ridge was a normal decision. Given their cultivation level, even after drinking Wuyou Soup, they couldn’t withstand the intrusion of Evil Qi and Corpse Qi here.

Once they cross Soul Loss Ridge, there’s definitely no return.

Besides, the Wuyou Soup and the old couple selling it were problematic. Although they disguised well, they couldn’t escape Fang Bai’s keen observation.

Fang Bai even believed the significant changes in the Nether Corpse Land’s core region had a great deal to do with that old couple.

Fang Bai extended his divine sense, probing the movements around, his figure akin to lightning, cutting through layers of mist, steadily advancing.

Previously by the Blood Pool River, Fang Bai sensed a strange atmosphere; now, the closer he got to the core, the stronger this oddity grew, his curiosity deepening.

Driven by this curiosity, Fang Bai decided to investigate.

"Oh? How did you, a little fellow with merely Foundation Establishment perfect realm cultivation, manage to get here?"

An elder voice suddenly sounded in Fang Bai’s ears.

The sudden voice startled Fang Bai, as he hadn’t detected it beforehand.

Soon, a centenarian old man entered Fang Bai’s divine sense sweep.

The old man was chubby and amiable, with a youthful face and white hair, full of life, instantly making one feel kindly and close.

He wore clothes so dirty the color couldn’t be discerned, with a small black shiny gourd hanging at his waist, which made bubbling sounds as he moved, evidently filled with some liquid.

"I didn’t expect a Nascent Soul Realm expert to be here!"

Upon recognizing the white chubby elder’s cultivation, Fang Bai gasped.

With his current Foundation Establishment perfect realm, he could confront a Golden Pill Expert, but against a Nascent Soul expert, he’s no match; if the elder wished him harm, he couldn’t resist and could only flee; death would be inevitable otherwise.

The white chubby elder was the strongest expert Fang Bai had encountered since his rebirth, and not knowing if the elder was friend or foe, he remained on guard, prepared for any threat.

"Haha, don’t worry, little one; I’m not a bad person, I won’t harm you!"

While speaking, the white chubby elder moved near Fang Bai, paused, and began observing Fang Bai with interest.

He examined Fang Bai, as Fang Bai scrutinized him.

The old and young were separated by a three-yard distance, engaging in mutual scrutiny, feeling curious inside.

"Curious... Curious..."

Moments later, the white chubby elder frowned deeply, scratching his head, saying, "You’re quite peculiar, though merely Foundation Establishment perfect, why can’t I see through you?"

Fang Bai chuckled internally, thinking: "In my past life, a dignified Immortal Emperor, now reborn with memories of two lifetimes; if you could see through me, that’d be remarkable! Besides, having lived tens of thousands of years across lifetimes, this old guy’s constant ’little one’ surely doesn’t fear for shortening his lifespan!"

The white chubby elder walked to a large nearby rock, sat, and patted the space beside him, signaling Fang Bai to sit too.

"Want to drink? What’s in my gourd is good stuff!"

The white chubby elder was clearly quite easy-going, uncorking the gourd, and leaned back to drink, before offering it to Fang Bai, watching with smiling interest to see if Fang Bai dared to drink.

Other martial artists would definitely hesitate to take the gourd, let alone drink from it.

However, Fang Bai showed no fear, grabbing the gourd from the elder’s hand, and drank extensively until the elder’s lips twitched, repeatedly shouting ’stop’, finally obliged, wiping his mouth and laughing heartily, "Refreshing!"

"You little one, do you even realize how precious this ’Thousand Spirits Elixir’ is? You drank seven gulps... no, eight... oh dear! Heartache!"

As he reached to snatch the gourd back, the elder corked it again, hugging it protectively, a picture of distress.

The white chubby elder’s ’Thousand Spirits Elixir’ was brewed from a thousand spirit fruits aged several thousand years, exceptionally miraculous, akin to immortal nectar for ordinary people, capable of reviving the dead and bones.

For martial artists, a sip of ’Thousand Spirits Elixir’ was far more effective than spending millions of Holy Grade Spirit Stones on cultivation.

After traveling countless mountains and waters, painstakingly brewing the gourdful of ’Thousand Spirits Elixir’ over several years, Fang Bai’s swigging must’ve been quite the ordeal for him.