The Invincible Supreme Medical God
Chapter 237 - 202 Pretending to Be Innocent

Chapter 237: Chapter 202 Pretending to Be Innocent

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"I might deceive myself, but I’m certain it’s you." Deng Wu said with a smile, causing Yan Xiaobao to shrug his shoulders and feign innocence.

"Me? No way! How could someone as insignificant as me create such destruction?" Deng Wu didn’t reply directly but merely chuckled, then kicked Yan Xiaobao out of the room.

"Get some proper sleep. I’m glad you didn’t blow up my house. If you had, I would’ve mounted your head on a silver platter for the Black Specter to feast on!"

As Yan Xiaobao left the room and walked off on his own, he smiled, but a fleeting thought struck him midway, turning his smile into a mischievous smirk devoid of good intentions.

Previously, it was clear that the family attacked by fire had lost a significant amount of valuable belongings. However, these people didn’t just lose their possessions; they also lost their home and their opportunity to rebuild. In the coming days, other families would bid for the land, forcing this once-renowned family to leave Liluo City and eventually become a minor aristocracy.

For that family, it was undoubtedly devastating news. Yet, as soon as Yan Xiaobao heard it belonged to Shan Ping, he felt no sympathy at all. Instead, he seemed to gain sudden clarity, as if he had experienced a satori.

In a world where lives could be swept away at any moment, insurance should spark significant interest among people. Perhaps personal insurance to handle unforeseen accidents, or even household insurance to safeguard one’s family in times of disasters like Lan Feng’s fire attack.

As Yan Xiaobao pondered deeper, he couldn’t help but feel pleased and satisfied with this sudden idea. He vowed that once Lan Feng awakened, the two of them needed to have a thorough discussion on the matter.

Sitting on his bed, Yan Xiaobao felt elated. Yet despite his current cheerful thought, a new sense of determination arose within him. Today marked the first time he encountered genuine danger, but what he had endured was not something he could resolve on his own.

He had survived today thanks to Lan Feng expending the spiritual power he had spent a decade perfecting. Although Lan Feng still had the potential to refine more spiritual power, it would be a long time before he could once again save Yan Xiaobao from peril.

Yan Xiaobao needed power. Finally grasping the magnitude of the strength he required, he quickly grabbed his golden memory stone, stuffed it into his pocket, and breathed a deep sigh.

Tonight would not be a night for sleep but rather the beginning of arduous and slow cultivation. By tomorrow, he would be able to purchase his first pill.

Far away on a mountain built of snow and ice sat a young man, approximately twenty years old, holding a cup of wine in his hand. He unknowingly turned around to gaze into the distance.

In front of him was a memory stone, within which lay the information he had previously received. It recorded details of a battle that occurred in Liluo City.

"Come back quickly," the young man finally said. "Return and grant me your skills, so I can see if it’s truly him."

The first rays of sunlight shone through the window as the morning birds began singing in the sky, while Yan Xiaobao slowly stretched his weary body. After an entire night spent cultivating, his childish face now radiated an unprecedented brightness, adorned with a satisfied smile.

The refinement of Qi brought rejuvenation, allowing the exhausted Lan Feng within Yan Xiaobao’s Qi Cave to awaken hours before sunrise.

One reason Yan Xiaobao chose to cultivate instead of sleep was the lingering worry in his heart. However, as the bird awoke, those concerns transformed into frustration.

"You stupid bird, why on earth did you try to handle those esteemed experts with Fire Spark?" Yan Xiaobao bellowed at the groggy, drowsy bird, but the only response was an incomprehensible, murky sound, leaving Yan Xiaobao clueless.

The fact that Lan Feng didn’t erupt in anger could only be attributed to the shared apprehension within their intertwined souls, which brought a faint smile to Lan Feng’s pale lips and a sense of warmth that spread through Phoenix’s body. It had been far too long since he’d felt someone else worry for him.

The sunlight gradually rose, and the morning rays bathed the boy and the bird sitting on the guest bed. As they held the golden memory stone in their hands, the quiet joy of their shared silence enveloped them. Lan Feng slowly absorbed a trace of Qi spirit’s color into his skin.

By the time Lan Feng finally succeeded in assimilating Qi Feng into his being, the sun had climbed high in the sky, and Yan Xiaobao could sense the activity of servants in the grand family estate. He could even hear faint sounds coming from Deng Wu’s room.

Shu Yue exhaled a breath of relief, stretching his body and slowly feeling the chill of the wooden floor beneath his feet. He cozied up on the luxurious and soft bed.

The sound of a door opening alerted Yan Xiaobao to his master’s approaching footsteps. As he grabbed his conical hat, the white-haired boy quickly dressed himself. Though Deng Wu knew Yan Xiaobao’s secret, it didn’t grant Yan Xiaobao the freedom to relax his guard.

"Wake up, my dear friend," Deng Wu’s voice echoed from outside, followed by a gentle knock. Moments later, the door handle slightly turned downward, and the heavy wooden door creaked open, allowing the young man to enter, accompanied by a group of servants carrying trays of various foods.

Lan Feng, currently unable to merge the two auras, could only conceal his Beastman aura, causing the two servants watching the supposed expert to wonder why "she" suddenly appeared so robust.

Before giving them a chance to ask any questions, Deng Wu grabbed food and led the servants out the door once more. After finishing his task, he placed the food on the table, picked up the conical hat, and positioned it on his own head.