Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor-Chapter 1963: Do You Know Qin Yaorao?

"Crazy woman, you want to self-detonate? No way!"

Feeling Fairy Xuanbing’s aura crazily surging around her, Hanwei’s face changed slightly, then he snorted coldly, his index fingers shot out like lightning towards Fairy Xuanbing.

His two fingers, like two extremely sharp long swords, landed on Fairy Xuanbing’s swelling robes. With a "swoosh," two small holes suddenly appeared on her clothes.

Like a balloon being punctured, Fairy Xuanbing’s swelling clothing deflated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The aura surging around her quickly receded, and in an instant, it seemed weak and frail. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

"Luo Yun, oh, Luo Yun, back then you defeated me and humiliated me in various ways, saying I wasn’t worthy of you! Unexpectedly, today, you’ve become my defeated foe, haven’t you? Ha... haha..."

Amid Hanwei’s "haha" laughter, he reached out and seized Fairy Xuanbing.

Fairy Xuanbing, held captive by him, found it impossible to move her arms and legs. Furious and anxious, her eyes showed shame and despair. She spat, saying hatefully, "If you have the guts, just kill me!"

"How could I bear to kill you?"

Hanwei touched her face with his hand, saying with a smile, "You know, I’ve always admired you. Though you’re a bit older now, your skin... your figure... is still well-maintained. By the way, I will take you and your disciple back to the Cold Flame Sect to be my cultivation furnace cauldron!"

After saying this, regardless of how Fairy Xuanbing struggled and cursed, he landed on the ground and grabbed Qin Yaorao as well.

By this time, the strong members of the Cold Flame Sect had also killed the eight disciples under Fairy Xuanbing, gathering by Hanwei’s side.

Fairy Xuanbing watched helplessly as her ten disciples, two heavily injured, eight fell on the spot. She was overwhelmed with grief and indignation, with tears flowing endlessly.

Moments later, Hanwei and others took Fairy Xuanbing and Qin Yaorao away, crossed the hundred-thousand-mile Ice Sea, and returned to the Cold Flame Sect.

In the Xuanbing Peak area, only eight bodies were left, and Xiao Ying, who fell into the dense forest, heavily injured and unconscious.

Days later, a white shadow like lightning flew from the sky, landing on Xuanbing Peak.

The white shadow was a handsome and graceful man, just like jade, coming from the Nine Heavens Immortal Emperor Palace, Fang Bai.

Seeing the bodies at the foot of Xuanbing Peak, Fang Bai frowned, then shifted his gaze towards the Sword Stone Forest, extending his divine sense outwards.

"In that stone forest, there are engravings of the ’Myriad Sword Immortal Scripture’..."

As Fang Bai’s divine sense scanned the sword-shaped stone tablets with the "Myriad Sword Immortal Scripture" engravings, a thought struck him, reminding him of a disciple named Luo Linfeng he had taken in the past.

Fang Bai had more than one disciple in the three thousand great worlds of his previous life, but the "Myriad Sword Immortal Scripture," this golden system cultivation technique, was only passed to Luo Linfeng.

That stone forest had the "Myriad Sword Immortal Scripture," so Fang Bai could be certain that his disciple Luo Linfeng must have stayed and cultivated here for a long time.

"That Fairy Xuanbing named Luo Yun, could she have some connection with my disciple Luo Linfeng? Hmm, they are separated by tens of thousands of years. That Luo Yun must be Luo Linfeng’s descendant, right?"

The more Fang Bai thought, the more he felt this was possible.

The information Fang Bai previously received from Shi En was that Qin Yaorao was a disciple under Fairy Xuanbing of Xuanbing Mountain. Yet now, around Xuanbing Mountain, aside from these few corpses, there was no aura of a ninth-level Heavenly Tribulation expert, nor a familiar trace of Qin Yaorao.

This left Fang Bai somewhat disappointed, wondering if the news Shi En brought back was incorrect?

Fang Bai didn’t know that the blizzard in this area had already dispersed the strong auras left from the battle days ago, otherwise with his keen sense, he should have discovered some clues.

Unwilling, Fang Bai concentrated again, meticulously searching with his divine sense once more.

"Huh? There’s still a living person over there?"

Fang Bai sensed an extremely faint aura in a dense forest dozens of miles away, frowned slightly, and immediately flew down into that forest. Before him was a girl about fourteen or fifteen years old.

The girl was unconscious, with long messy black hair, her yellow clothing tattered and torn. Several long scars, though already scabbed, were still shocking.

Fang Bai squatted down in front of the girl, carefully examining her, discovering that the cause of her unconsciousness was not external injuries, but internal wounds.

Her internal organs were shattered by a strong external force, her life force continuously fading. Without intervention, she would likely expire in a few days, her fragrant jade would perish.

Fang Bai took her small hand, gently infused a wisp of chaos spirit qi, then sat cross-legged on a nearby flat ground, patiently waiting for her to wake up.

Fang Bai’s chaos spirit qi was marvelously incomparable, equivalent to an immortal pill. Once infused into the yellow-clothed girl’s body, it circulated on its own, visibly repairing her severely damaged internal organs.

A few hours later, the yellow-clothed girl on the ground stirred, letting out a few soft moans. The next moment, she opened her eyes.

"Am I... am I already dead?"

The yellow-clothed girl, freshly healed, still felt weak. Lying on the ground, her eyes rolled as she suddenly recalled what had happened before, muttering to herself.

"You’re awake?"

A gentle male voice reached her ears.

"Ah!"

The yellow-clothed girl was startled, struggling to stand up, warily looking at Fang Bai who was sitting cross-legged and smiling at her, she said in panic, "Who... who are you?"

Fang Bai stood up slowly, walking step by step towards the yellow-clothed girl, speaking as he walked, "Little sister, don’t worry, I mean no harm!"

"Don’t come any closer! Otherwise... or I’ll fight you!"

As Fang Bai approached, the yellow-clothed girl backed away slowly, her voice already tinged with a sobbing tone.

"Alright, I won’t come any closer!"

Seeing that the yellow-clothed girl seemed traumatized, bearing a frightened appearance, Fang Bai stopped his steps, asking in an increasingly gentle voice, "Little sister, do you know Fairy Xuanbing Luo Yun?"

The yellow-clothed girl was clever. Instead of mentioning her master being taken, she loudly declared, "That’s my master! Let me tell you! My master is very powerful, if you dare hurt me, she will kill you!"

When Fang Bai heard that the yellow-clothed girl before him was actually Fairy Xuanbing’s disciple, he couldn’t help but feel excited, stepping forward urgently to ask, "Then let me ask you: do you know Qin Yaorao?"

The yellow-clothed girl, naturally Xiao Ying, who had the best relationship with Qin Yaorao, upon hearing Fang Bai mention Qin Yaorao, immediately thought of Qin Senior Sister and her master being taken away by those bad people. Overwhelmed with grief, she immediately burst into tears.