Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor

Chapter 1532: Chapter 1532: Yan Family Genealogy

The four Elders of the Yan Family finally accompanied Yan Muyu into the Nether Corpse Land once again.

Meanwhile, Yun Man and the nine-member team of Martial Artists returned to the Female Immortal City to exchange for the cultivation resources they needed at the Martial Artists Trading Market.

Regarding Fang Bai’s life or death, Yun Man and the others could do nothing but silently pray for heaven’s protection over Fang Bai.

With the company of the four Elders, Yan Muyu searched for three whole days on the outskirts of the Blood Pool River in the Nether Corpse Land, yet Fang Bai was nowhere to be found.

Just as Yan Zhili and the others were worried that Yan Muyu might insist on crossing the Blood Pool River to enter the core area of the Nether Corpse Land, Yan Muyu herself suggested leaving.

"Big brother is no longer in the Nether Corpse Land. Let’s go."

Yan Muyu said this to the four of them, Yan Zhili included.

Seeing her turn and leave, Yan Zhili and the four Elders sighed with relief, finally able to relax their anxious hearts.

"Muyu, can you sense where big brother is?" noveldrama

Yan Zhili followed alongside Yan Muyu, asking gently.

With a smile on her little face, Yan Muyu said, "If my senses are accurate, big brother should be in the Female Immortal City right now... Hmm, maybe he’s gone to the Yan Family to find me! Big brother promised me, after leaving the Nether Corpse Land, he would bring me gifts! Third Elder, let’s hurry, I want to see what gifts big brother has brought me!"

The more she spoke, the more excited Yan Muyu became, and in the end, she quickly transformed into a pink phantom, leaving the Nether Corpse Land, then flew toward the Female Immortal City with the accompaniment of Yan Zhili and the four Yan Family Elders, driving a Spiritual Artifact.

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As Yan Muyu said, Fang Bai was indeed already in the Female Immortal City.

Accompanying Fang Bai to the Female Immortal City was He Wujie.

Fang Bai and He Wujie left the Nether Corpse Land via another direction, over a hundred miles away from Yan Muyu and the others, so they were unaware of each other’s presence, only faintly sensing that the other was safe for the time being.

After returning to the Female Immortal City, Fang Bai immediately headed to the Yan Family to fulfill his promise to Yan Muyu.

The gift Fang Bai prepared for Yan Muyu was a Space Ring.

Inside the Space Ring was a portion of the cultivation resources Fang Bai acquired from the great tomb in the core area of the Nether Corpse Land.

These cultivation resources included Spirit Stones, Spirit Pills, Spiritual Artifacts, etc., most of which were of Holy Grade high level, and there was even a King Grade Spiritual Artifact used by Nascent Soul Experts, obtained from an old woman’s Space Ring by Fang Bai.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the cultivation resources Fang Bai prepared for Yan Muyu are so valuable that they cannot be rivaled even by the Yan Family, with tens of thousands of years of history.

Fang Bai wasn’t sure if Yan Muyu would like this gift of his.

But what Fang Bai didn’t expect was that when he arrived at the Yan Family, he learned that Yan Muyu, along with the four Yan Family Elders, had gone to the Nether Corpse Land to look for him again, and they had been gone for two days.

"Brother Fang, it’s good to have you back! It’s good to have you back!"

Seeing Fang Bai return unscathed, Yan Nanshan and his wife were overjoyed and said to Fang Bai, "You have no idea, that girl Muyu was like a lost soul these days without seeing you, weeping and causing a scene several times, insisting on looking for you. We had no choice but to let the four Elders accompany her to the Nether Corpse Land again. We never expected you would miss each other..."

Pausing, he glanced at He Wujie beside Fang Bai, his heart stirred, and he respectfully asked, "And this senior is...?"

From He Wujie, Yan Nanshan sensed a powerful aura, but couldn’t discern He Wujie’s cultivation level, knowing that this person might be even stronger than the two Supreme Elders of the Yan Family, who were of the Golden Core Perfection realm.

Fang Bai smiled and introduced, "Brother Yan, this is my master, He Wujie, known as the ’Thousand-Hand Venerable.’ Master, this is the Family Head of the Yan Family, Yan Nanshan. He is also a friend of mine."

"Ah, it’s Senior He. I am honored! I am honored indeed!"

In the three thousand worlds, anyone who could be called "Venerable" was at least a Nascent Soul Realm Expert, and being the master of a Heaven’s Chosen like Fang Bai, how could he be an unknown figure? Hence, in Yan Nanshan’s respectful demeanor, there was also added awe.

For thousands of years, the strongest cultivation levels in the Yan Family were those of the two Supreme Elders from a few centuries ago, but even those two Supreme Elders were only at the Golden Core Perfection realm.

Yet it was with the power of those two Golden Core Perfection Supreme Elders that the Yan Family dominated the region of tens of thousands of miles around Fairy City for hundreds of years, with no one able to shake its position.

Therefore, it is evident how shocking it would be for Yan Nanshan to encounter a Nascent Soul Realm Expert far surpassing the strength of Golden Core Perfection experts.

Thus, upon guessing He Wujie to be a Nascent Soul Expert, Yan Nanshan felt a sense of reverence and thought that if the Yan Family could establish a connection with such a powerful entity, the sects and prominent clans outside the city that had long coveted the Yan Family would likely hesitate even more, not daring to challenge the Yan Family’s dominance in the Female Immortal City so easily?

He Wujie stroked his beard, with an indifferent expression, slightly nodding to Yan Nanshan, fully embodying the aura of a Master.

In the eyes of a Nascent Soul Realm Expert, a High Rank Golden Core expert was not much different from an ant.

If Yan Nanshan did not have the connection of being "Fang Bai’s friend," He Wujie might not even acknowledge him.

"Fang Bai, would you and Senior He consider staying at my Yan Residence for the time being? I will have someone find Muyu and the others to return! Otherwise, I’m worried Muyu will throw a fit if she comes back and doesn’t see you! Alas, that girl truly... I am at a loss with her!"

Fang Bai chuckled, "Alright, I’ll wait for Muyu to return at the Yan Residence! Master, why don’t you stay as well?"

He Wujie shook his head and said, "I need to visit a few Martial Artists Trading Markets in the city to see if there’s anything interesting. At that time, Master will come to find you."

As he spoke, He Wujie left the Yan Residence, not minding how much Yan Nanshan tried to persuade him, and ventured into a Martial Artists Trading Market within the Female Immortal City.

Though the Martial Artists Trading Markets in the Female Immortal City dealt mostly with Holy Grade cultivation resources, every Martial Artist could make a mistake, and perhaps they might find a King Grade cultivation resource among them?

That was precisely the intention He Wujie had.

Under the arrangements of Yan Nanshan, Fang Bai temporarily stayed in a small courtyard within the Yan Family, treated as a distinguished guest.

When unoccupied, Fang Bai strolled alone through the vast Yan Family estate, hoping to find something related to the Peach Blossom Empress, Yan Qingyu.

Unfortunately, the Peach Blossom Empress had ascended tens of thousands of years ago, and the only thing in the entire Yan Family related to her was the family genealogy that had been passed down.

The family genealogy of the Yan Family was a highly private item, not to be viewed by non-high-ranking members of the Yan Family. However, Yan Nanshan gave special permission for Fang Bai to enter the small building housing the genealogy to peruse it.

"Qingyu... Qingyu... how are you now?"

When Fang Bai turned to a certain page in the Yan Family’s genealogy and saw the familiar name of his beloved companion, he couldn’t help but remember the wonderful times they spent together in the past, muttering to himself with his eyes slightly moist.