The white-clad man’s clothes were as white as snow, his lips red, and teeth white, as young and handso as Ghost Hand, yet his calm and aloof deanor was far beyond Ghost Hand’s reach.
"Do you... know Brother Ghost Hand?"
Lin Rou shrank back a little, looking at the man squatting in front of her, unsure if he was a friend or foe of Ghost Hand, with confusion and trepidation written on her face.
"? Haha... of course, I know him."
The white-clad man, hearing the girl affectionately call Ghost Hand ’brother,’ couldn’t help but smile slightly, revealing a trace of amusent.
His smile was like a ray of sunshine shining into Lin Rou’s heart, making her feel a warmth all over, as if her injuries were suddenly far less painful.
"Are you a friend of Brother Ghost Hand?"
Lin Rou thought that soone with such a sunny smile couldn’t be a bad person and guessed he was Ghost Hand’s friend.
Fang Bai nodded with a laugh and said, "My na is Fang Bai, and I’ve known Ghost Hand for many years. May I ask for the young lady’s na?"
Lin Rou blushed slightly and said softly, "I... I’m Lin Rou..."
Fang Bai said, "Miss Lin, do you know where Ghost Hand is now?"
"He went..."
Before Lin Rou could finish her sentence, her gaze suddenly looked past Fang Bai’s shoulder, seeing a Wuya Sect disciple rushing over with hand like an eagle’s claw, reaching towards Fang Bai’s shoulder. She couldn’t help but exclaim, "Ah, be careful!"
Fang Bai’s expression didn’t change, nor did his body move, allowing the Wuya Sect disciple to grab his shoulder.
"Kid, get out of my way!"
That Wuya Sect disciple, an Inner Court disciple with Nascent Soul Perfection cultivation level, noticed that when Fang Bai was talking to Lin Rou, his senior brother Ji Bin’s expression was a bit gloomy, so he planned to teach Fang Bai a lesson to please his senior brother Ji Bin.
His hand fell on Fang Bai’s shoulder, secretly exerting force, intending to lift Fang Bai and throw him aside, but unexpectedly Fang Bai remained unmoved, as if rooted to the ground.
Seeing this sight, including Ji Bin, several Wuya Sect disciples all let out a "hmm," their gazes towards Fang Bai showing a different hue.
The grasp of that Wuya Sect Inner Court disciple, capable of lifting objects weighing over ten thousand pounds, yet Fang Bai could withstand his strength and remain motionless, with an unchanged expression, suggested his strength was at least equal, if not superior.
The Wuya Sect Inner Court disciple felt embarrassed in front of his peers, his face flushed red, let out a "hey," and used his other hand to grab Fang Bai’s left shoulder, then exerted upward force with both hands, shouting, "Get out of the way!"
In his shout, spiritual energy surged around him, clearly putting forth his full strength.
"Whoosh!"
The sound of the wind roared as a figure suddenly flew out, slamming into a building across the street at high speed.
"Boom!"
With a loud crash, the building collapsed, dust billowing as that figure was engulfed within, buried under rubble, silent.
"Haha, I knew it..."
A Wuya Sect disciple laughed loudly, about to mock Fang Bai, but was abruptly halted halfway through.
Because he discovered Fang Bai, whom he intended to ridicule, still squatted on the spot, while the sa sect mber who tried to lift and throw Fang Bai was nowhere to be seen.
Clearly, the figure that flew far away and slamd into the building across the street was his fellow sect mber.
For a mont, everyone present, including Ji Bin, was left dumbfounded, expressions filled with disbelief.
From a distance on the street, many observing martial artists also couldn’t help but click their tongues in amazent.
However, in this conflict, no martial artist there favored Fang Bai, all predicting that his provocation of the Wuya Sect disciples would inevitably end in tragedy.
After all, although Wushuang City was not Wuya Sect’s territory, the powerful figures of the City Lord Mansion have always followed Wuya Sect’s lead, considering them allies.
Moreover, Wuya Sect was not far from Wushuang City. If the Wuya Sect disciples called for reinforcents, a large number of them would arrive within a day.
"I misjudged! That kid’s cultivation level is actually the sa as mine, Soul Severing initial stage!"
Ji Bin had just glanced casually, seeing Fang Bai’s young age, dismissing him, but upon a closer inspection at this mont, he finally sensed from the martial artist aura emanating from Fang Bai his true cultivation level.
Nascent Soul Perfection challenging Soul Severing initial stage, it’s no wonder his fellow junior disciple wasn’t the kid’s match.
However, the kid is so daring; to dare provoke Wuya Sect disciples in Wushuang City, it’s like courting death!
"Miss Lin, you still haven’t answered where Ghost Hand went..."
Fang Bai, having blasted away the Wuya Sect disciple grabbing his shoulder, didn’t even glance at Ji Bin and the others, and continued speaking to Lin Rou.
Lin Rou, having just witnessed how Fang Bai only slightly trembled his shoulders to send the Wuya Sect Inner Court disciple flying, was shocked, her small mouth slightly open. Hearing Fang Bai’s voice, she finally snapped out of her stupor.
"He... he went with the Falcon Group mbers to the primordial forest outside the city to hunt a high-rank Nascent Soul Fire Cloud Leopard to heal ..."
Lin Rou spoke in a low voice, quickly stealing a glance at Fang Bai, seeing his smiling, gentle, seemingly harmless deanor, yet never expected his strength to be so formidable.
"He must be a Soul Severing Realm expert?"
Lin Rou thought, feeling happy for Ghost Hand to have such a friend.
Fang Bai let out an "oh," and then asked, "How is Ghost Hand’s cultivation level now?"
"Brother Ghost Hand is very powerful! When he joined the Falcon Group two years ago, his cultivation level was the sa as mine, only at Golden Core initial stage, but now he’s reached Golden Core high stage..."
Hearing Fang Bai’s inquiry about Ghost Hand, Lin Rou’s spirit lifted slightly, with a bit of shine in her eyes, saying, "Zhan Fei... oh, right, Zhan Fei is our Falcon Group captain, and currently the only Nascent Soul expert in the group. He said Brother Ghost Hand is exceptionally talented, with extraordinary aptitude. In a few years, he will be able to transform Dan Yuan into a Nascent Soul, becoming a Nascent Soul expert like him. His future achievents in the Martial Dao will surpass his..."
When Lin Rou ntioned the "Martial Dao," she thought of her injuries and was imdiately filled with despair, her eyes rimd red once more.
"Golden Core high stage? Hmm... not bad, but compared to Qian Jiao and others, it’s a bit behind..."
Fang Bai murmured to himself.
"Miss Lin, could you extend your hand?"
Fang Bai suddenly asked Lin Rou.
He had long seen that Lin Rou was severely injured, with significant damage to her Dantian, and if not treated promptly, her life could be at risk.
Since this girl knew Ghost Hand and affectionately called him "Brother Ghost Hand," her relationship with Ghost Hand must be deep, thus Fang Bai felt inclined to save her.
Lin Rou slightly frowned, not understanding why Fang Bai asked her to extend her hand.
Seeing her grow wary, Fang Bai couldn’t help but laugh and said, "I’m an Alchemist, and I want to see how bad your injuries are."
"Y-you’re really an Alchemist?"
Lin Rou looked at Fang Bai dazedly and asked incredulously.
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