Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor

Chapter 1504: Chapter 1504: Do Not Cross the Blood Pool River

"...The extraordinary person I encountered, his ancestors were fortunate enough to receive cultivation techniques from a powerful figure tens of thousands of years ago, among which was the Withered Tree Spring Art... According to that extraordinary person, the one who taught his ancestors the Withered Tree Spring Art was also named Fang Bai... I never expected that my name would coincide with that of such a powerful figure..."

In response to Yan Nanshan’s inquiry, Fang Bai casually concocted a story, providing a reasonable explanation for the origin of his cultivation in the Withered Tree Spring Art, while also tying it to his past life.

This way, in Yan Nanshan’s eyes, the current Fang Bai, like the Yan family, cultivated the Withered Tree Spring Art passed down from a powerful figure named Fang Bai tens of thousands of years ago, establishing some sort of historical connection between them.

As a result, any initial hostility Yan Nanshan held towards Fang Bai completely vanished.

During the ensuing conversation, Yan Nanshan gained more insight into Fang Bai, increasingly appreciating him. This young martial artist, being an outstanding cultivation genius, was not arrogant or conceited, but rather gentle and modest, devoid of pride, far surpassing some of the Yan family’s younger disciples.

As for why his beloved daughter was so attached to Fang Bai, Yan Nanshan attributed it to two reasons: firstly, both of them cultivated the Withered Tree Spring Art, which naturally created a mutual resonance; secondly, they naturally had an affinity for each other despite their age difference.

Reflecting on his previous misunderstanding of Fang Bai deliberately approaching his daughter with ulterior motives towards the Yan family, Yan Nanshan felt ashamed. Additionally, with the intent of forming a connection with Fang Bai, he warmly invited him into the City Lord’s Hall for a conversation.

After both parties took their seats, a female disciple from the Yan family offered spiritual wine made from Thousand-Year Spirit Fruit, then gracefully exited the hall.

Since both Fang Bai and Yan Nanshan had cultivated the wood system skill of the same powerful figure from tens of thousands of years ago, they naturally had topics to discuss. Their conversation ranged from Fang Bai’s training adventures, the rise of the Yan family, how the Female Immortal City was established, and finally, mutual exchanges on insights into the cultivation method of the Withered Tree Spring Art.

To Yan Nanshan’s delight, Fang Bai’s understanding of the Withered Tree Spring Art far surpassed his own. Some profound cultivation principles he previously couldn’t comprehend became crystal clear after Fang Bai’s casual explanation, akin to an Ambrosia Baptism, leaving him enlightened.

"Listening to Fang Bai’s words is worth ten years of my hard cultivation!"

Yan Nanshan looked at the eloquent Fang Bai, feeling deeply moved, and his affection for Fang Bai increased significantly.

During this exchange, Mu Yanyu stopped playing around and sat quietly on Fang Bai’s lap, tilting her little head and blinking her big eyes, attentively listening to the discussions on the Dao of Cultivation between her big brother and father. Occasionally, her eyes would gleam, seemingly having gained insights of her own.

To the amusement and perplexity of both Yan Nanshan and Qin Suyun, their daughter remained glued to Fang Bai, refusing to come down no matter how much they persuaded her, as if afraid that once she left, Fang Bai would vanish.

Their daughter didn’t share the same closeness with her parents but was extraordinarily attached to an outsider, causing Yan Nanshan and Qin Suyun to feel somewhat defeated and ashamed, realizing that they had previously spent most of their time and energy on cultivation and rarely played with her. They knew they’d have to change this soon; otherwise, the gap between them and their daughter would only widen.

"Are you planning to go to the Netherworld Corpse Lands, Brother Fang?"

Upon hearing Fang Bai mention this, Yan Nanshan’s expression became odd, his eyebrows furrowing as he hesitated to speak.

Fang Bai, being younger than Yan Nanshan and not as highly cultivated, should customarily refer to Yan Nanshan as "Senior." However, with Mu Yanyu constantly calling Fang Bai "Big Brother," and Yan Nanshan being highly optimistic about Fang Bai’s future, he didn’t want to take advantage, ultimately choosing to address Fang Bai as a brother. _{f\ree webn ovel(.)com}

Fang Bai accepted this arrangement naturally. After all, he had cultivated for tens of thousands of years in his past life, esteemed as the Immortal Venerable, and had assisted the ancestors of the Yan family. For Yan Nanshan to address him as a brother was quite an honor from Fang Bai’s perspective.

"Indeed, I’ve formed a ten-man team with nine other martial artists, planning to set off to the Netherworld Corpse Lands early tomorrow morning! What’s wrong, Brother Yan?"

Seeing Yan Nanshan’s peculiar expression, Fang Bai couldn’t help but ask.

He hadn’t stepped into the Netherworld Corpse Lands in tens of thousands of years. Over such a long period, with the handiwork of nature’s supernatural skills, even the mountains and rivers could change significantly, and certainly, the Netherworld Corpse Lands would have undergone substantial transformations compared to tens of thousands of years ago.

Yan Nanshan said, "Brother Fang, there’s something you might not know. The most core region of the Netherworld Corpse Lands has, for nearly a millennium, become incredibly peculiar. Many Golden Core experts who entered there have mysteriously vanished, leaving no remains. Hundreds of years ago, two Supreme Elders of my Yan family at the Golden Core Perfection realm teamed up to explore the core region of the Netherworld Corpse Lands, intending to uncover its mysteries. However..."

As he mentioned this, a hint of sadness crossed his face as he sighed, "Eventually, one Supreme Elder died within, while the other managed to escape but suffered severe wounds, became mentally deranged, unable to say anything, and soon passed away as well... Since then, our Yan family established strict rules forbidding family disciples from entering the most core region of the Netherworld. Upon learning this, various martial artists also dared not get close."

He glanced at Fang Bai, speaking earnestly, "Brother Fang, I won’t stop you from going to the Netherworld Corpse Lands for training, but please heed my advice: do not cross the ’Blood Pool River!’"

Fang Bai smiled faintly, neither affirming nor denying. noveldrama

The "Blood Pool River" is regarded by martial artists as the boundary between the inner and outer regions of the Netherworld Corpse Lands.

Beyond the Blood Pool River lies the outskirts of the Netherworld Corpse Lands, where martial artists typically halt their training.

However, venturing past the Blood Pool River signifies entering the core region of the Netherworld Corpse Lands, a zone where martial artists tread with caution, facing life-threatening risks.

The ten-member martial artist team that Fang Bai joined intended to cross the "Blood Pool River," entering the core area of the Netherworld Corpse Lands.

The Netherworld Corpse Lands span tens of thousands of miles, with its core region comprising one-third of its area. Every year, many Golden Core experts perish there in search of opportunities, leaving behind countless cultivation resources scattered throughout.

Yan Nanshan’s advice against Fang Bai crossing the Blood Pool River was purely out of goodwill.

Despite being a genius, Fang Bai’s current cultivation level was ultimately only at Foundation Establishment perfection. Even if he teamed up with others, once past the Blood Pool River, if danger arose, others would likely fend for themselves, leaving few to assist him.

Having felt an immediate bond with Fang Bai, coupled with his daughter’s exceptional affinity with him, Yan Nanshan didn’t wish to see Fang Bai perish.

Observing Fang Bai’s indifferent expression, Yan Nanshan realized his advice wouldn’t change Fang Bai’s decision, resigning himself with a quiet sigh.

"Father and Mother, I want to go to the Netherworld Corpse Lands for training with Big Brother!"

Quietly listening on Fang Bai’s lap, Yan Muyu suddenly expressed her sincere desire to join her parents.