The Monarch Of Everlasting Night Chapter 470: He's Starlight! [Extra Chapter Dedicated to the Little Biscuit Alliance] - Novel Cool

Chapter 470: He's Starlight! [Extra Chapter Dedicated to the Little Biscuit Alliance]

Chapter 470: He's Starlight! [Extra Chapter Dedicated to the Little Biscuit Alliance]

Dr. Lang was a man in his middle age, transitioning towards his senior years. He stood at around 1.75 meters tall, neither fat nor thin, with a lean and slightly aged face.

Three strands of his beard fluttered in the wind, giving him an air of elegance.

His expression remained calm, carrying a hint of compassion for the world's suffering, as if he had seen life and death countless times. Indeed, he exuded the aura of a miracle doctor.

At this moment, he was observing Fang Che, his face and eyes filled with a warm smile. "So, this is Fang Che? I've heard much about you. But looking at your complexion, I can tell that you are in good health, with no external or internal injuries, no hidden ailments. You're as robust as an ox. There's no need for an examination. Did you come here specifically to register with me, old man?"

The crowd around them burst into cheers.

Everyone was even happier to know that Fang Che was uninjured and healthy than if they themselves were in perfect health.

Fang Che chuckled, "Doctor, your insight is truly remarkable. Just by looking at me, you can already make a diagnosis?"

"A doctor must observe, listen, and inquire. These are the basic skills," the miracle doctor explained.

"If I didn't possess these skills, I wouldn't dare show my face in a big city like White Cloud Continent," the miracle doctor added.

Fang Che laughed heartily, taking out a small notebook. "You don't seem that old, yet you keep calling yourself 'old man.' It's a bit surprising. May I ask your surname?"

The miracle doctor smiled, "I may look young, but in reality, I'm over a hundred years old."

The people around them gasped in surprise. For an ordinary person, looking like they were in their forties or fifties at over a hundred years old was quite impressive.

"My surname is Yao. Yao Ping'an," the miracle doctor introduced himself to Fang Che.

Fang Che continued to register while asking questions.

"Doctor Yao, did you come to White Cloud Continent alone? Are you here to practice medicine and save lives? How long have you been here? How long do you plan to stay? Do you need to go out and gather medicinal ingredients?"

Fang Che's questions kept coming.

It was evident that Yao Ping'an was a bit impatient, but Fang Che's popularity was too high, and he didn't dare offend him.

So, he could only answer honestly.

Finally, the registration was complete, and Fang Che wrote quickly.

Putting away the notebook, Fang Che said, "Doctor Yao, your arrival in White Cloud Continent is a blessing for us. Everyone should seize the opportunity to get an examination. It's a pity that Doctor Yao didn't bring his disciples, Li Yishou, Wang Ziheng, and Meng Fanchin, along with him."

Yao Ping'an clarified, "Fang Che, you remembered incorrectly. I don't have a disciple named Meng Fanchin. His name is Meng Fanxin."

Fang Che opened the notebook and laughed, "Indeed, I remembered it wrong. My apologies."

"Then, continue with your examinations. I'll be busy with other matters."

Nodding, Fang Che bid farewell and started to leave.

However, Yao Ping'an stood up, "Fang Che, do you have some free time later? I have something to report to you."

Fang Che was surprised, "Huh? What is it?"

Yao Ping'an's face showed difficulty, "Please wait a moment, Fang Che. I need to finish examining these patients, and then I'll have time to give you a detailed report."

Fang Che furrowed his brows, "Alright, in that case, I'll wait for you at the teahouse across the street. Is that okay?"

"Thank you, Fang Che," Yao Ping'an expressed gratitude and respect on his lean face. "It's not that I'm boasting, but... with so many patients, I must finish examining them all."

"I understand, I understand," Fang Che laughed heartily and headed to the teahouse.

Immediately, several wealthy merchants followed him, intending to treat him.

If Fang Che could accept their invitation, it would be a great honor for them.

Fang Che, being a reasonable person, agreed to have tea with them to pass the time.

He chatted with the three merchants at the teahouse.

All three felt honored and were extremely cautious in their conversation.

Fang Che politely responded while pondering in his mind.

The name Yao Ping'an was definitely an alias.

Moreover, his cultivation was profound. Fang Che's spiritual sense was now a thousand times stronger than an average cultivator. When he probed Yao Ping'an with his spiritual sense, he felt like he was facing a vast ocean or towering mountains.

Yao Ping'an's cultivation far surpassed his own.

Fang Che himself was already at the Archduke Sixth Rank, which meant Yao Ping'an was at least at the Duke Third Rank, or possibly even the Marquis Third Rank.

However, it was unlikely that he was at the Venerable Saint Rank.

If he had reached the Saint Rank, Fang Che probably wouldn't have been able to sense his cultivation.

Therefore, Yao Ping'an's cultivation was likely within this range.

But with such cultivation, he was undoubtedly a top expert in the current White Cloud Continent.

"What does he want to report to me?" Fang Che was filled with questions.

Under his powerful spiritual sense, he could sense a hint of malice and a hidden, terrifying aura.

"This person is definitely not a good person.

"At the very least, he's not a guardian."

Fang Che could confidently assert this.

"This Return Spring Hand clinic has only been here for a short time. No wonder I didn't discover it earlier."

While conversing with the three merchants about various topics and anecdotes from the martial world, Fang Che pondered.

All three merchants were ordinary people, and the one with the highest cultivation was only at the Martial Ancestor level. In front of Fang Che, they were as meek as could be.

The three merchants had come to discuss business with the Heavenly Escort Bureau.

Hearing this, Fang Che's attitude became even more amiable. Ah, so they were his benefactors.

Finally.

The crowd of patients slowly dispersed.

Jiao Ping'an was tidying up the table, moving it inside effortlessly by himself.

Fang Che stood up at the right moment, smiling calmly, "Ladies and gentlemen, I must take my leave. We shall meet again... in the future."

"Fang Chief, please walk slowly. We had a wonderful time today, and we hope to have more such conversations in the future."

The three men stood up respectfully, watching Fang Che walk away.

Then they sat down, sighing with admiration, "Look at him, his demeanor, his aura, his appearance, and his high position without a hint of arrogance. Look at us... sigh..."

"Yes, no wonder Fang Chief is so popular."

"But it seems Fang Chief has been deep in thought all along."

"Of course, do you think a person of Fang Chief's stature is like us, idle and carefree..."

Fang Che walked to the Revive Hand Clinic, standing with his hands behind his back, his smile as warm as a spring breeze, "Dr. Yao, you have truly worked hard. For the people of the White Cloud Continent, you have been busy until late at night. Such dedication to the people and the world, I admire and respect you deeply."

Jiao Ping'an laughed heartily, "Fang Chief is too kind. Every profession has its difficulties and rules. Since I chose to be a physician, I must live up to years of hard study. The way to test myself is by curing the various ailments of others."

Jiao Ping'an smiled, "Every time I see a patient recover, I feel a great sense of accomplishment and pride. I believe Fang Chief can understand this feeling."

"Absolutely!"

Fang Che laughed.

Jiao Ping'an said, "If Fang Chief doesn't mind, once I close up, we can chat inside the shop, how about that?"

"Sure!"

Fang Che naturally agreed.

He was confident that this Jiao Ping'an wouldn't do anything to him.

In broad daylight, if he and Jiao Ping'an entered the shop and he died the next day, no matter who Jiao Ping'an was, he would be finished.

Jiao Ping'an invited Fang Che inside, closed the door, and boarded it up.

Then he moved a medicine cabinet, revealing a small, cramped room with only a bed.

Jiao Ping'an lifted the bed, placed a small wooden table and two small stools, and began to brew tea.

"Dr. Yao's living conditions are truly... very hard."

Fang Che sat down naturally.

"Being short of money, I can only make do for now."

The fragrance of tea rose.

Jiao Ping'an poured tea while chatting idly. After three cups, they still hadn't touched the main topic.

Fang Che held his teacup and smiled, "Dr. Yao, you mentioned earlier that you had something to discuss with me. What is it?"

Jiao Ping'an was silent for a moment, "I'm hesitating whether to say it or not."

Fang Che said mildly, "If Dr. Yao doesn't want to say it, I won't force you."

Using a retreat as an advance, if you don't want to say it, I'll leave.

Jiao Ping'an sighed softly, "Fang Chief, please be patient. To be honest, in the White Cloud Continent, I can't contact anyone else, and those I can contact may not be trustworthy."

"And you, Fang Chief, are one of the very few people I can completely trust, to whom I can confide my secrets."

Fang Che said, "Oh, is this matter so significant?"

"Not just significant! This matter concerns the survival of the White Cloud Continent and even the major plans of the Guardians!"

Jiao Ping'an said solemnly.

"Hmm?"

Fang Che's brows furrowed, his gaze fixed on Jiao Ping'an's face, his eyes full of righteousness, "So serious?"

"Yes, very serious!"

Jiao Ping'an said softly, "Because of my medical skills, I often travel the world, visiting many cities. The places I've been to are numerous."

"And as a healer, I don't distinguish between good and evil, rich and poor. If there is a disease, it must be treated."

"So I have saved commoners, Guardians, and people from the Only Righteous Sect."

Jiao Ping'an said.

Fang Che's expression was serious and earnest, "So what?"

"So, when I came here this time, I unexpectedly met someone I had saved before. This person is from a demonic sect."

Jiao Ping'an said in a low voice.

"Hmm?"

Fang Che's face was calm, but the moment he heard the words "demonic sect," his eyes suddenly lit up.

Jiao Ping'an said, "When I saved this person, he was just a minor figure in the demonic sect. But unexpectedly, he has now grown into a significant figure."

Fang Che remained silent, listening quietly.

But his expression grew increasingly serious.

The more you play hard to get, the less I'll ask; but I'll influence you with my expression and my righteousness, making you feel that I am a reliable person!

The most reliable person in the entire White Cloud Continent is me, Fang Che!

Sure enough, seeing Fang Che's extremely serious expression, Jiao Ping'an was very satisfied.

"This person is called Starlight. He belongs to the One Heart Sect, a subordinate sect of the Only Righteous Sect, under the leadership of the Seal God Palace. But I never expected that when I met him again, he had transformed into the hotshot Grand Escort Commander of the Heavenly Escort Bureau, Yin Xiu, in the White Cloud Continent!"

Indeed, the more patrons joined, the more debts accumulated. I'll pay back some now, and continue to work hard.

I thank you for the support from the Flowing Cloud patron, becoming the 80th Lord of the Long Night.

But I'm really drained... Really squeezed dry. I'll pay back in a few days.

Then, please vote for me! Recommend me!

Everyone, please give Fang Che and Ye Meng some love!

(End of Chapter)

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