Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor-Chapter 905: Otherworldly Young Men and Women

I don’t know how much time had passed, but Fang Bai eventually regained a slight consciousness, though his eyelids were as heavy as lead, making it impossible to open his eyes. His senses were also far from as sharp as usual, and he was in a state of complete self-enclosure.

Despite this, Fang Bai was ecstatic in his heart, knowing that he had escaped unscathed and had not perished in the spatial passage.

Fang Bai’s Chaos True Body possessed an extremely powerful self-healing ability. At this time, he could distinctly feel his severely damaged body rapidly recovering.

After an unknown amount of time passed, Fang Bai finally had some awareness of the outside world and felt as though he was lying on a soft bed and that there were people whispering beside him.

"The spatial passage experienced an anomaly, which means the destination of the teleportation might have been disrupted. I don’t know where I have been teleported to now. If this place is not the True Martial Realm, it could perhaps be one of the Minor Worlds... If that’s the case, it would be extremely difficult for me to see my family and friends, disciple Hongyan, again!"

Thinking of this, Fang Bai became anxious and wanted to open his eyes to see the environment he was in, but he could only open his eyelids slightly before they closed again, exhausted.

In the moment he managed to open his eyes, Fang Bai vaguely saw that he was lying in a thatched hut, with a young boy and girl sitting beside him, looking at him with a touch of concern in their eyes.

Fang Bai’s eyes opened and then closed immediately, so he couldn’t make out the faces of the young boy and girl.

"Ah! Sister, it seemed like his eyes moved just a bit!"

A slightly childish young boy’s voice rang out, filled with surprise.

"Huzi, keep your voice down, don’t disturb him! Daddy said he’s badly hurt and needs to rest well to heal sooner!"

A voice as gentle as a spring breeze, belonging to a young girl, spoke softly.

"I’ll go tell Daddy and Grandpa!"

Urgent footsteps gradually distanced themselves, clearly indicating the boy with the slightly childish voice had left the bedside.

A short while later, Fang Bai heard the sound of water near his ear, followed by a soft and warm towel falling on his face, gently wiping it.

Fang Bai knew that the person wiping his face was the girl with the gentle voice.

The girl’s wiping movements were slow and gentle, as if afraid to disturb him, while a faint fragrance of a young girl wafted into his nostrils.

Several moments later, Fang Bai heard a series of disordered footsteps approaching, and sequentially people entered the hut and stood in front of the bed, observing him.

"Strange, this young man’s injuries are healing so quickly... Qing’er, when he wakes up, stew the Red Fire Chicken for him to eat!"

The person who spoke was a middle-aged man with a deep and resonant voice.

The girl sitting by the bed responded and stood up to leave.

"But Daddy, that Red Fire Chicken was something you and Grandpa and several uncles risked your lives to get from the mountains, and you need it for your cultivation! What will you do if it’s given to him to eat?"

The young boy with the slightly childish voice muttered.

"If the Red Fire Chicken is gone, we can always go get another! Healing him is what’s crucial right now!"

The middle-aged man said in a tone that brooked no argument.

The boy murmured an acknowledgment and then fell silent.

Fang Bai felt a slight stir in his heart upon hearing the words "Red Fire Chicken."

In his former life in the Cultivation World, the Red Fire Chicken was also a type of Spirit Beast. When stewed, it had the effect of strengthening muscles and bones for ordinary people and also provided some benefits to a Martial Artist’s cultivation.

From the young man’s words, it could be inferred that the middle-aged man was also a Martial Artist. However, although Fang Bai had regained some consciousness, his Qi Sea was in a closed state and he could not release his Divine Sense, so others could not see his identity as a Martial Artist, nor could he sense the cultivation level of others for the time being.

After a few low-voiced conversations, the people in the house hurriedly left, and Fang Bai felt weak and drowsy. He decided not to think about anything and soon fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up again, Fang Bai could easily open his eyes and found that he was alone in the straw hut.

Fang Bai assessed himself and found that his injuries had mostly healed, his Qi Sea had reopened, his Divine Sense could spread out, and his True Yuan could circulate freely within his body.

Although it would take some time for his strength to fully recover, Fang Bai was now capable of fighting any Martial Artist within the Desolate Level Realm.

Fang Bai’s Divine Sense quickly covered a nearly two thousand meter radius, discovering that he was in a small mountain village.

Unfortunately, although all the villagers in the small village were Martial Artists, none of them had the familiar aura he knew.

That is to say, due to the anomaly in the spatial channel, he was transported to an unknown location, far from his relatives, friends, and disciple Hongyan. Even if they were in the same True Martial Realm, they must be very far apart, otherwise they would have sensed each other’s presence due to their deep connection.

The small mountain village had just over a hundred households, with a population of around four to five hundred.

The village was surrounded by mountains on all sides, with a large lake adjacent to the south end of the village. The lake was surrounded by willows, making the scenery picturesque and extremely beautiful.

The straw hut where Fang Bai was staying was located on the north side of the lake. A hundred steps from his door was the lakeshore.

At this moment, a girl in a green dress was practicing sword by the lakeside near the willows.

The girl was only about sixteen or seventeen years old, with an oval face, bright eyes and white teeth, and a beautiful appearance, making her a rare beauty.

Sweat had formed on the girl’s forehead, obviously practicing her swordsmanship very hard, and she was still gritting her teeth and persevering.

The long sword in the girl’s hand faintly emanated Essence Energy fluctuations, indicating it was a low-grade Spiritual Artifact.

As the girl swung her sword, the blade shimmered, and the sword energy was fierce. The Essence Energy released by the sword occasionally caused willow leaves on the ground to fly into the air.

The girl’s flowing hair and elegant figure made her sword practice look light and graceful, like a crane moving up and down, which was pleasing to the eye.

Unfortunately, the sword technique practiced by the girl was of a low grade and too gentle, lacking the sharp and decisive aura necessary for combat, favoring aesthetics over practicality.

A few meters from the girl, a boy about thirteen or fourteen years old, but as tall as her, stood with his arms crossed over his chest, gazing intensely at her. When he saw her perform impressively, he couldn’t help but clap and cheer loudly.

The young man and woman had some similar features, suggesting they might be siblings.

Fang Bai’s Divine Sense swept over the young man and woman, knowing they were the first people he saw, and from the previous conversations in the straw hut, he knew that the girl’s name was Qing’er and the boy’s name was Huzi.

When Fang Bai got out of bed, he realized that his original clothes were gone, replaced by a green shirt like the one worn by the boy Huzi.

Fang Bai smiled, completely withdrew his aura, straightened the green shirt on his body, and stepped out of the straw hut, heading towards the young man and woman by the lakeside. freeωebnovēl.c૦m