Fang Yu wasn't joking at all.
This Ordinary Blood is not sothing that typical cultivators can approach.
Only cultivators like Fang Yu and Ye Wenjun won't be affected by it.
Therefore...
Xu Zhaopei's youthful appearance has faded, and even powerful cultivators with strong primordial qi found themselves powerless to help.
Such things can only be done by Fang Yu.
...
Sure enough.
The energy transford into silver needle-like magic patterns, interweaving Xu Zhaopei's flesh as if they were scalpels performing a dissection, ever-changing, dazzling.
Under the control of the powerful Desolate Divine Sense, the energy patterns beca incredibly precise, as tiny as particles and invisible to the naked eye.
In an instant.
Xu Zhaopei's body turned into specks of dust, drifting in the air.
Fang Yu had already purified this area with powerful primordial qi, turning it into an absolutely vacuum domain.
No bacteria can co near.
Fang Yu is a doctor, moreover, a powerful physician.
In the domain of physicians, he stands supre.
...
If other physicians were present, they would undoubtedly be devout, kneeling before him. Such a level of spiritual power control and techniques, even a glimpse could benefit others. Many geniuses fail to progress not due to a lack of effort but opportunity.
Opportunity sotis only needs one scene, one experience, even one sentence...
Soul ergent Xu Zhaopei.
Upon seeing the exquisite energy patterns, she was also stunned by the spectacular scene.
Even soone at her level who is a chief physician knows this isn't a surgical level humans can achieve.
Only now in her dical career does she realize why physicians are always one tier higher than doctors.
The gap is so vast.
Manipulating the Primordial Qi Sword with primordial qi, this... a scalpel simply can't do.
...
Swish swish swish.
Those Primordial Qi Swords, like strands of hair, interweave through the air, those particles like glowing stars, each strand interweaving together.
Within the Nine Layer Tower, life energy cascaded down like waterfalls from the nine heavens.
It's unclear how long had passed.
Xu Zhaopei was unable to discern the scene in front of her.
Just feeling dizzy and overwheld.
This kind of scene is beyond her comprehension as a martial artist, so she simply gave up observing, patiently waiting.
After a long ti had passed.
The particles in the air finally condensed into the outline of a new body.
Like a body of an immortal, glowing with radiance.
Xu Zhaopei watched in shock as the body originally hers.
It's just like when she was twenty—familiar youthful appearance, even possessing a hint of youthful innocence.
Many people don't like this youthful innocence.
But for Xu Zhaopei today, she especially likes this youthful innocence.
Youth, truly wonderful.
While she was in shock and daydreaming.
Fang Yu's voice sounded in her ear—
"Alright... return to your body."
"Return to my body?"
"Lie down, try to control your body, focus your will until you succeed."
"Okay."
Xu Zhaopei cald her excited heart, floated down, and slowly lay down.
She peacefully closed her eyes.
Won are creatures fond of fantasy; she hopes that when she opens her eyes, everything can be restored to its original state.
After a mont.
Xu Zhaopei suddenly felt a gentle warmth flowing through her body.
She regained sensation.
Instinctively, she opened her eyes.
Familiar ceiling, familiar environnt, familiar flower pot.
Everything was before her.
Then.
Fang Yu tilted his head with a smile: "As beautiful as before."
Xu Zhaopei could hardly believe it, jumped off the table, continuously touching her face, feeling her skin smooth and white.
And her whole body seed filled with youthful energy.
This long-lost youthful energy returned to her.
Yet she still doubted.
Even though her appearance had reached middle age.
But as a martial artist, living for decades, even a century or more is normal.
To a woman who carries no mirror, can she truly be deed a woman?
Xu Zhaopei took out a mirror from the drawer, took a good look.
The facial appearance in the mirror—isn't it the young Xu Zhaopei of the past?
She has beco young again.
She has regained her youth.
She has returned to her youthful age.
This feeling bears the thrill of traveling through ti.
Whose middle age doesn't yearn for a chance to return to youthful days?
Xu Zhaopei is also like that.
She had internally made countless wishes—
If I could be young again, I would charge forward, pursuing what I love.
If I could be young again, I would fearlessly face difficulties.
If I could be young again, I would regain confidence, making up for all regrets.
...
As countless thoughts surged through her mind, her eyes welled up with tears.
Xu Zhaopei covered her face and cried.
She no longer tried to look at herself in the mirror.
Fang Yu sighed softly.
He walked to her side, patting her shoulder.
Xu Zhaopei suddenly stood up, waved her fist, and heavily hit Fang Yu's chest.
Fang Yu didn't dodge and didn't use any primordial qi to resist.
Allowed the punch to land on him.
Even an all-out ninth layer martial artist could scarcely harm Fang Yu, who fused with the Dragon Bone... much less when Xu Zhaopei wouldn't use full strength?
Xu Zhaopei threw her punch and then tightly hugged him...
"It's been fifty years... I've been searching for you for fifty years! You scoundrel—"
"..."
The word scoundrel sounds sowhat awkward.
Fang Yu awkwardly smiled and said, "Isn't everything fine now? I'm so sorry you suffered... I didn't expect to go to the Pure Land World, resulting in a fifty-year absence. Not just you... they have waited fifty years too. I know they are unaffected by the erosion of ti, so the first thing was to find you, wasn't it?"
"Really?"
"Of course it's true, I swear on your white gown."
"Get lost."
Xu Zhaopei broke into a smile amid tears.
Everything is just like it was.
Fang Yu comforted her with a few words, and the two sat down.
He briefly recounted the events of his trip to the Pure Land World.
Of course, he wouldn't ntion the Queen Avril affair, though Fang Yu believed Xu Zhaopei could handle it, he didn't consider himself a promiscuous person.
After chatting for so ti.
Xu Zhaopei finally understood why Fang Yu never returned.
"Peipei, you are a ninth layer martial artist... now that spiritual energy has revived, there should be lots of alchemists, why didn't you find elixir pills to preserve life and restore your appearance?" Fang Yu inquired.
"You think it's that easy, but didn't you start it all!"
"I started it?"
"Nonsense. Now, in the Huaxia World, humans are divided into four classes. First-class cultivators, second-class professionals like doctors, alchemists, array masters; third-class are superpower users and evolvers, fourth-class are ordinary people; besides the first-class and second-class, other people almost have no chance to use life-extending elixir pills... In the black market, third-class and fourth-class people hardly have access."
Fang Yu frowned lightly and said, "Such discrimination?"
"Also... if I hadn't gone all out to preserve this hospital, earning various honors through superb dical skill, I would've probably been gone... Ten years ago, I perford surgery saving a cultivator, although it was simply treating minor injuries. But the cultivator was grateful and gifted an elixir pill..."
"Then why didn't you find Ye Wenjun and the others?"
"I refuse... won have to rely on themselves..."
"..."
Just as the two were chatting cozily—
A knock on the door outside:
"Director... a special patient has co to the hospital and says only you can treat them, no one else has a clue."
Upon hearing this.
Xu Zhaopei stood up, tidied her clothes, gave Fang Yu a glance, and said, "You also worked at Huaxia Hospital, do you want to take a look together?"
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