Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor-Chapter 941: Fearless Heart

Hou Ziping, although somewhat timid, was not foolish. He understood that his beating this time was due to his close association with Fang Bai, making him the "sacrificial lamb" used by Gao Shuxian, Yang Lin, and others to intimidate Fang Bai.

Yang Wei’s attack was vicious, inflicting serious injuries on him immediately. If not for the rules of the Martial Academy, Hou Ziping believed he probably wouldn’t even have been able to save his own life.

After suffering severe injuries at the hands of Yang Wei, Hou Ziping was carried back to his dwelling by several fellow disciples, where he swallowed a few Healing Pills and lay there to recuperate in silence.

Hou Ziping was acutely aware that Yang Wei’s ruthless attack must have been instigated by Yang Lin and Gao Shuxian. He felt a profound sadness and anger in his heart.

Yet Hou Ziping also realized that Yang Wei’s reason for injuring him under the pretext of a challenge did not violate the Martial Academy’s rules. Even if he complained to the Discipline Hall, he was unlikely to win. After all, wasn’t he a "Failure Disciple" with poor aptitude and no future in the Martial Dao?

Failure Disciples have no rights, a truth in the True Martial Realm that has remained unshaken for all time.

If he had been an individual with an Innate Spiritual Root, with a bright future ahead, the higher-ups of the Martial Academy would certainly have intervened over such serious injuries inflicted by Yang Wei.

But now, his beating might only cause a minor stir within the Inner Court, which would quickly settle down, and soon no one would remember this pitiful and poor Failure Disciple.

Hou Ziping had few friends in the Inner Sect, and most Inner Court disciples could guess why he was gravely hurt by Yang Wei. Fearing to offend Yang Lin, Gao Shuxian, and Yang Wei, no one dared to visit.

Hou Ziping hadn’t expected anyone to visit him, but deep down, he hoped Fang Bai would show up. After all, he had been injured because of Fang Bai’s involvement, an innocent victim of the ordeal.

In reality, Hou Ziping didn’t have much hope that Fang Bai would visit. After all, Fang Bai was like a Clay Bodhisattva who could barely protect himself.

In a couple of days, it would be the day of Fang Bai’s arranged battle with Yang Lin. Before that, Fang Bai would likely enter seclusion for cultivation, conserving his energy to prepare fully for the fight. How could he have time to visit him?

Let me, a Failure Disciple, hide in my own room, quietly licking my wounds!

Hou Ziping lay on the stone bed, thinking to himself in utter desolation.

But just then, Fang Bai unexpectedly appeared in his room and even declared he would seek justice for him.

This moved Hou Ziping, making him feel that Fang Bai truly saw him as a real friend.

"Junior Brother Fang, Yang Wei’s attack on me was surely on the orders of Yang Lin and Gao Shuxian. Their goal is to intimidate you, or to disturb your state of mind, so that you cannot fully concentrate on the upcoming fight. You must not be affected by this."

Hou Ziping said weakly, unable to suppress a few moans of pain.

"Senior Brother Hou, do you want revenge?"

Fang Bai suddenly asked.

Hou Ziping paused, looking at Fang Bai with confusion.

"Do you want to return the pain Yang Wei inflicted on you back to him?"

Fang Bai continued.

"Of course I do! But..."

Hou Ziping replied with a bitter smile, "I can only wish! Yang Wei is much stronger than me; defeating him is impossible. And even if I could defeat Yang Wei, what about Gao Shuxian? What about Yang Lin? They would never let me off! Therefore, other than continuing to swallow my pride, there’s nothing I can do. I am just a waste!"

Hou Ziping sighed with a look of sorrow on his face.

Fang Bai spoke sternly and seriously, "Martial Artists must possess a fearless heart! They must have an indomitable spirit that never admits defeat or succumbs to difficulties but rather faces challenges head-on and grows stronger with each setback! Without such a spirit, a martial artist, no matter how talented or how many cultivation resources he has, will not have any great prospects on the path of Martial Dao!"

As Fang Bai said this, his voice suddenly rose as he addressed Hou Ziping, "Senior Brother Hou, perhaps what you’re lacking to breakthrough to the next level is precisely this fighting spirit!"

These words struck Hou Ziping like an Ambrosia Baptism. His body involuntarily shuddered as he reflected on his own past, which was indeed full of retreating in the face of difficulties and cowering in danger, without the resolve and courage for a fight to the death.

"At dusk the day after tomorrow, I have a duel scheduled with Yang Lin. Senior Brother Hou, I hope you can also be there at the Inner Sect disciples’ Practice Battle Arena, to challenge Yang Wei and trample him underfoot."

Hou Ziping’s expression darkened as he sighed, "Junior Brother Fang, I am truly sorry. With this injury, I won’t fully recover for two or three months; I’m afraid I won’t be able to cheer for you the day after tomorrow. As for challenging Yang Wei... that might have to wait until later!"

When he spoke these words, his tone was filled with unwillingness.

In fact, he wanted to challenge Yang Wei and defeat him more than anyone else, but even at his peak, there was no hope for victory, let alone now with his severe injuries, lying on a stone bed?

"There’s no need to wait until later! I can heal your injuries completely by the day after tomorrow, allowing you to show up at the Inner Sect disciples’ Practice Battle Arena as scheduled!"

Fang Bai said with a slight smile, his expression brimming with confidence. ƒгeewёbnovel.com

"Junior Brother Fang, are you serious?"

Hou Ziping suddenly widened his eyes, his previously languid spirit lifting slightly. Although he didn’t quite believe Fang Bai’s words, he still harbored some hope.

"You just take a good sleep, and when you wake up, your injuries will be no concern."

Saying this, Fang Bai waved his right hand and gently patted Hou Ziping’s body. Hou Ziping felt a numbness pass through him like an electric shock, and soon his thoughts began to blur until, in the blink of an eye, he lost consciousness.

Hou Ziping felt as if he had been dreaming, a peculiar dream in which his body seemed to bathe in the dense Essence Energy of water and wood. The injuries on his body were healing at a visible speed, and his fractured bones quickly fused back together...

When his body was fully recovered, Hou Ziping woke from the dream to find himself still in his stone hut, with Fang Bai sitting beside him, wearing a comforting and warm smile.

"That dream just now seemed as real as if it actually happened!"

Hou Ziping thought to himself, still believing he lay on the stone bed, immobile from his serious injuries.

"Senior Brother Hou, you’ve been asleep for two whole days!"

Fang Bai said with a smile.

"What?"

Hou Ziping exclaimed in shock, sitting up reflexively as he mumbled, "I thought I had just taken a short nap, how could it be... two days already? Ah, Junior Brother Fang, does that mean you’re dueling with Yang Lin today? What time is it now?"

Fang Bai said, "There’s still time before the agreed-upon dusk, no need to rush. Senior Brother Hou’s body has also almost fully recovered. How about we go outside and stand for a bit?"

With that, he had already stood up and walked outside.

Only then did Hou Ziping realize that he was actually sitting up on the stone bed, his injuries healed as if by magic. Thinking back to the dream he had just had, he sat there momentarily stunned.