The Invincible Supreme Medical God
Chapter 190 - 180 Lord Rong Liang_2

Chapter 190: Chapter 180 Lord Rong Liang_2

"Yan Xiaobao is definitely an interesting person," she said, her eyes sparkling with an indescribable brightness.

"If she becomes your Saozi, what would you think?" Rong Ming asked seriously, but his expression quickly turned into a frown as his usually composed sister burst into uncontrollable laughter. Although her personality was quite untimely, the sound of her laughter was still pleasant to the ears, and he found it hard to be angry with her.

"Oh, dear brother," Rong Xing said with a radiant smile. "I would certainly enjoy seeing that happen; however, I think it’s unlikely." Rong Ming frowned at her response, but he was a stubborn young boy.

"We’ll see," he replied, before turning back to determine the whereabouts of the Magical Creature they needed to eliminate.

Early in the morning, when Yan Xiaobao woke up, things were usually back to normal within minutes, but today was different. He had to push himself to leave the comfort of his worn-out blanket.

The white-haired boy left his hut, but instead of heading toward the pen to tend to the goats, he walked toward the village chief’s residence.

As Yan Xiaobao walked down the silent street, his entire body was enveloped by dense morning fog. The nighttime temperatures had dropped, and since the sunlight hadn’t yet pierced through the sky, his small frame shivered from the cold.

When he saw light from the village chief’s hut, relief appeared in Yan Xiaobao’s eyes. He quietly knocked on the door, and the village chief promptly opened it.

"Yan Xiaobao!" she exclaimed in surprise. "Do you need to see your father?" she asked. This young child was known for his maturity, so the woman treated him as an equal, despite him being only seven years old.

Yan Xiaobao nodded and slowly stepped into the warm home. To feel the heat from the fireplace was a luxury he didn’t have in his own home, so the young boy had to resist the temptation to stand before the gentle flames and let them warm him. Usually, Lan Feng would assist him in managing his body temperature, but Lan Feng enjoyed sleeping in the mornings, so Yan Xiaobao was on his own.

The woman noticed his gaze sweeping toward the fireplace and offered a gentle smile. "Wait by the fire; I’ll go find your father," she said with a cheerful tone before walking into the private residential area.

Soon, the village elder entered the warm room, gazing at Yan Xiaobao. Although it wasn’t rare for children to visit him in the morning to avoid their chores, this diligent child had never done so for that reason.

"Village Elder," Yan Xiaobao said respectfully, raising both hands and bowing slightly. "I need someone to replace me in tending to my chores today," he asked hesitantly. Yan Xiaobao disliked leaving work to others, but he had no choice now. Handling the Rong twins was undoubtedly more important than goats.

The elder frowned as he looked at him. Yan Xiaobao was clearly not sick, nor did he seem unwell, so the elder wondered why he needed a day off. But given that Yan Xiaobao had diligently tended to the goats for years without rest, the elder couldn’t deny him. He simply nodded and then walked into another room inside the house.

"Xiao Lang," he called loudly, as rustling sounds were heard from inside. "Take care of the goats today. Yan Xiaobao has matters to attend to," he instructed. The boy who had just woken up snorted in response.

Yan Xiaobao thanked him without asking any questions and quickly bowed to the elder before leaving the warmth of the hut.

As the temperature rose, the thin fog thickened, yet the sunlight had yet to break through the eastern mountains. It was a tranquil morning, and the village was slowly awakening, preparing for another ordinary day, just like countless days before.

At least, to the other villagers, it was an ordinary day. Yan Xiaobao knew today would be different for him. He realized that if he made a mistake, the peaceful village might be wiped off the map.

His mind returned yet again to what had happened the previous day. He understood why Rong Ming had always treated him so uniquely, and he clenched his teeth. Though Rong Xing thought it was a funny joke, Rong Ming was someone who might feel he had been tricked.

Yan Xiaobao walked to the edge of the camp and sat quietly beneath a tree, waiting for the young Master to wake up. He couldn’t help feeling a little nervous. The current issue was clearly a misunderstanding, and while one could argue that Rong Ming assumed Hui was at fault for being a girl, it could also be said Hui should have noticed and clarified the misunderstanding rather than leading the youth for years.

If Rong Ming wanted to punish the village, it would be easy to place all the blame on Yan Xiaobao and even the other villagers. He could claim they had instructed the young boy to act in such a way to gain favor with the young City Lord of Lilu City.

Yan Xiaobao exhaled deeply. He didn’t consider Rong Ming to be so petty. This world was very different from the one he had known before, and he understood how crucial honor and dignity were. If Rong Ming truly felt humiliated, he would likely be furious and seek revenge.

The young white-haired boy clenched his teeth again and forced himself to stop dwelling on negative thoughts. Instead, he emptied his mind and allowed his consciousness to enter his Dantian Cave. There, he sat down to begin absorbing essence and refining Qi. The meditation calmed his uneasy heart and helped him strengthen himself.

While Yan Xiaobao was busy cultivating, the sunlight quietly rose, and as soldiers woke up, the camp became bustling with activity. Each had glanced at the small child at least once, but knowing he was a friend of their young Master, none regarded him as a potential threat and allowed him to cultivate in peace.

Yan Xiaobao had just completed his final Qi Line practice when he found Rong Ming sitting beside him, smiling and drawing his senses back to his body.

"I’m glad to see you’re cultivating as I showed you," Rong Ming said happily, grabbing the little boy’s hand and dragging him to the main tent in the center of the camp.

Yan Xiaobao dared to establish close relationships because his cultivation base grew slowly, making it appear as though he hadn’t been cultivating with the most popular methods in over a year. From the outside, the two approaches seemed nearly identical. Now, Yan Xiaobao sank his body into a meditation posture and immersed his consciousness into his Dantian Cave to refine Qi.

When Rong Ming dragged him closer to the tent, Yan Xiaobao felt the worries from each step ease. He knew Lan Feng was of no use to him now, as they had agreed the day before to approach Rong Ming and clarify the misunderstanding.

Even if Rong Liang wasn’t present, Huang Bu was, and Lan Feng said he wasn’t any weaker than Rong Liang himself. It was apparent that Huang Bu would also notice Lan Feng if he focused entirely on concealing himself.

Yet Yan Xiaobao felt calm, despite considering all the risks he was taking to resolve the misunderstanding. His goal was to become the strongest person in this world, the fifth being to achieve God Level. If he allowed fear to consume him over such matters, he would already have forfeited his right to strive for greatness.

Yes, Rong Ming was stronger than Yan Xiaobao. His entourage could wipe out the entire village; this was undeniable. But Yan Xiaobao knew this was simply his first time facing an overwhelming force of adversaries. Yan Xiaobao would undoubtedly encounter such situations again in the future, and by then, he would likely face even worse odds. For now, he had the advantage of being Rong Ming’s friend for the past few years.

The two boys entered the central tent, and Yan Xiaobao reflected on everything that had happened. Rong Ming led the white-haired boy to a table on one side.

"Come, have a seat!" he said excitedly. "Let’s have breakfast. Have you eaten?" Yan Xiaobao shook his head as he prepared to open his mouth, but Rong Ming interrupted him. "Today you were supposed to be tending to the goats, so I didn’t think I would see you. Tell me, why are you here?"

His voice was friendly, but it was easy to detect the slight seriousness in the older boy’s tone, tinged with a bit of concern. Rong Ming also understood Yan Xiaobao’s personality and knew the boy would never abandon his chores without something important to discuss.

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