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Chapter 1293 - Chapter 1293 Chapter 585 The Heart of a Doctor is like a

Chapter 1293: Chapter 585: The Heart of a Doctor is like a Parent’s Heart Chapter 1293: Chapter 585: The Heart of a Doctor is like a Parent’s Heart But no one dared ignore the warning of the master of Martial Saint Mountain, not even if he was the Feather God of the An Clan.

Therefore, An Yuanxi very politely bowed to Wei Hanyuan and said, “Big Arbitrator, the ‘Weapon Mastery Technique’ involves significant matters, which is why I am anxious. Could you please summon Ying Yan from Hundred Herbs Immortal Mansion? I have some questions for this person.”

“An Yuanxi,” Wei Hanyuan looked at An Yuanxi with a slightly cold expression and spoke indifferently, “Many things, once past, should be let go. To err again and again only invites disaster!”

“A dyke of a thousand miles can be destroyed by an ant’s nest. Ignoring problems only leads to disaster. As for right and wrong, they are never important in the face of victory or defeat.”

An Yuanxi did not give up his intent despite the Big Arbitrator’s warning and insisted, “Martial Saint Mountain is the host of Longzhou, and Hundred Herbs Immortal Mansion is its subordinate. The Three Realms Holy Land will naturally respect the position of Martial Saint Mountain, but please do not make things difficult for Yuan Xi.”

“I will inform the leader of Hundred Herbs Immortal Mansion of An Yuanxi’s stance, but whether he wants to meet you is still up to Ying Yan himself.”

With a slight sigh, Wei Hanyuan added, “The Han Family has already declined. Even if one or two remarkably talented descendants emerge, what impact could they have on the Three Realms Holy Land? Why insist on wiping them out completely?”

“It seems that the senior knows more about this person than Yuan Xi had imagined, which makes things even easier.”

The crystal-clear-faced An Yuanxi asked coldly, “Please tell me, senior, is this disciple named Ying Yan a descendant of the Han Family?”

The atmosphere grew colder again. Wei Hanyuan looked at the resolute An Yuanxi and just helplessly shook his head.

Just as the other had said, right and wrong are never worth mentioning in the face of victory or defeat. The Three Realms Holy Land was the victor of that great war a thousand years ago, and thus they had the power to control history.

Even a family as illustrious as the Han Family ended up erased from history, leaving only the name Han Wu. After another thousand years, who will remember that old history?

Regardless of how facts may change, there will always be people who objectively view history and keep a conscience in their hearts.

Wei Hanyuan did not know whether Ying Yan was a descendant of the Han Family, and even if he was, the Big Arbitrator of the Arbitration Office would not hand him over.

Because he judged right from wrong in Kunwu County, not the strong from the weak!

Without answering, An Yuanxi left with a flick of his sleeve, leaving behind a trace of cold air that made An Yuanxi squint his eyes.

Atop Chongming Peak, in the lodgings of the Hundred Herbs Immortal Mansion

Ying Yan, who had just received unparalleled honors, was kneeling on a mat, his face full of guilt as he looked at his master who was thundering in anger, harboring a myriad of apologies in his heart.

“Foolish, utterly foolish! Since you have already changed your name and surname, lying low for a thousand years, why expose your powers today just because the spectator was An Yuanxi, not wanting to be defeated embarrassingly in front of him? How could you be so foolish!”

The old physician, angered, his snow-white beard trembling non-stop, pointed heartbreakingly at the disciple he had watched grow up.

“Master, one should take responsibility for their own actions. Having received great kindness from the sect since childhood, I will not drag the sect down. If An Yuanxi presses too hard, please hand over Ying Yan,” I said.

Ying Yan banged his head heavily on the ground, and when he lifted it, his eyes were misty with tears: “It’s just that I can no longer serve by Master’s side in the future. The master’s kindness is like the ocean, only repayable in the next life!”

Everyone has a heart made of flesh. Ying Yan, having grown up in the Hundred Herbs Immortal Mansion, would naturally feel an attachment to this sect. However, there are things far more important in everyone’s heart. He was willing to sacrifice his life for the Hundred Herbs Immortal Mansion, but for the thousand-year glory of the Han Family, for its restoration to brilliance, he could also leave this nurturing sect behind.

There is no right or wrong inside, only choices, and those who make mistakes eventually have to pay the price.

The old physician, looking at Ying Yan, felt even more annoyed. Hundred Herbs Immortal Mansion was renowned in the world for its medical practices, but after all, it was a second-tier sect, and martial arts were still their main strength.

For ordinary disciples, there usually wasn’t much to grasp, but was Ying Yan the same as them? He initially thought he was just a disciple with considerable talent in martial arts.

However, how much of this talent could be transformed into combat power was something even the sect couldn’t be sure of, because everyone was exhausting their brains on studying medicine and refining pills every day, and who would be willing to engage in fighting and killing?

This time, leading a team to Martial Saint Mountain to participate in the martial arts exchange was also largely intended to broaden the disciples’ horizons and to facilitate exchanges with the Longzhou channel on the way.

After all, physicians also need customers, whether they be disciples of the sect or prodigies of the clan, they were all main future service targets for Hundred Herbs Immortal Mansion; it was good to establish a rapport first.

Participating in the competition with such a pure intention, yet he had not expected his disciple to give him such a big surprise, a title that was unparalleled in the world!

Though the Longzhou martial arts tournament occurred once every three years and involved only disciples under the age of thirty, its significance was not as high as that of the once-in-a-decade Longzhou Hero Challenge.

But to obtain a title unparalleled in the world, the martial artist was seldom an unknown, because the evaluations at Martial Saint Mountain were never solely based on strength.

It was a comprehensive analysis of talent, including actual combat capability, martial arts aptitude, perceptiveness, creativity, and imagination–all were within the scope of assessment.

Such an evaluation could result in a martial artist breaking out and achieving the crown, who, unless he gave up on himself, could eventually reach a very high position.

As a second-tier faction, what Hundred Herbs Immortal Mansion lacked the most was top combat power. Having such a remarkably talented disciple emerge in their sect now was too precious to hand over for the Dutian Heavenly King’s inspection.

Let alone today that only An Yuanxi was present here, even if the Great Commander Cao Jinyu was here demanding the person, it was still up for debate whether Hundred Herbs Immortal Mansion would agree to give him up!

One person does something and takes responsibility themselves? Not dragging down the sect?

This kid, what does he think Hundred Herbs Immortal Mansion is!

“Even if today you only used the Weapon Mastery Technique,” said the old physician, twirling his white beard and speaking coldly to his foolish disciple, “or even admit that you are a descendant of the Han Family, it doesn’t signify that the Dutian Heavenly King’s inspection can cover the heavens, and the grievances from a thousand years ago should not extend to your generation.”

No matter when, you should always have faith in your own sect,” the old physician continued, picking up from the day you entered the sect, you have been a disciple of Hundred Herbs Immortal Mansion, whether your surname is Ying or Han!”

“…Disciple, I will remember!”

With teary eyes, Ying Yan knelt again, his voice choked with sobs.

“Ah… get up,” the old physician said, shaking his head and speaking somberly, “You had just performed a secret technique on the stage, and the sect had already received the news. No matter what, bringing techniques from one master to another is a major taboo in the sect. And seeing the attitude of the inspectors, they are full of malice towards you. In the end, the sect’s decision will likely be to confine you, but you must not blame the sect leader; it’s also to protect you.”

“Disciple understands, I will never blame the teachers!”

“Good child.”

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