The Invincible Supreme Medical God
Chapter 297 - 230: A Measure of Survival

Chapter 297: Chapter 230: A Measure of Survival

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This desire was not a craving for worldly power, nor a measurement of survival. No, his cultivation went far beyond that. This was a journey of self-discovery and trials of taxation. Only the best, the most dedicated individuals could claim to stand at the pinnacle. Only four Divine Beasts had ever entered the Divine Domain.

However, reflecting on this past year, only one face emerged in Yan Xiaobao’s mind, souring his previously cheerful mood. Li Cheng was the first person Yan Xiaobao ever killed, and though this act was not pursued by anyone, it left a significant imprint on the young boy.

Despite everything being difficult, Yan Xiaobao’s eyes grew cold, recalling the figures of Gao Yan and Wang Julong after his battle with them had ended. A chilling smile curled on his lips. The killing of Li Cheng was done to aid the world. Who knew how many more lives he would take later, entirely based on his philosophy of always ensuring victory.

While reminiscing about the events of the past year, she returned to the village. She arrived at the village chief’s house and knocked on the door.

"Anyone home?" he asked, only to find the door slowly opening, revealing seven men clothed in cloaks of invisibility.

Yan Xiaobao froze. Without moving a muscle, he sensed that Lan Feng had completely concealed herself within his Dantian. After acquiring a few additional Disciple Level skills, he hadn’t put much effort into feigning Lan Feng’s disguise, but the spiritual power decline from the Shenzhou Flower now allowed Lan Feng to completely hide.

As the door opened, the seven figures gradually turned to face Yan Xiaobao, but the young boy couldn’t discern whether these experts were inspecting him. Their cloaks shrouded their entire bodies, and the inscriptions Yan Xiaobao saw remained visible only as embroidered marks on the black cloaks.

Two city guards sent by the City Lord and the village chief were also present in the room. All of them now fixated on the boy who seemed to have walked in on them unexpectedly.

"Sorry," Yan Xiaobao apologized softly, bowing slightly to those present and attempting to close the door in front of him.

"Hold it!" one of the guards called out, prompting the white-haired boy to let out a despairing sigh. Clearly, the day wasn’t meant to unfold this way.

Straightening up, Yan Xiaobao looked at the guard who had shouted just now. "Does your Lord require anything of me?" he asked in a sweet voice, with eyes wide like a deer’s. A perfect expression of innocence, one almost improbably harmless for a child.

Looking at the boy, the guard struggled to fathom how he could be Li Fen’s famed Disciple Level prodigy, Re-Yue.

These guards, stationed at the military quarters of the City Lord’s Apartment, knew the cloaked figures had been searching for something throughout the latter half of the year, yet none of them knew exactly what.

These men in black showed no interest in anything, nor did anyone else express interest, particularly since no one had once heard them speak. But last night, Lord Rong Liang instructed the guards to lead them to the small village his child happened to be visiting, leaving no explanation.

When they arrived here, no one showed up in the village initially, but the villagers slowly emerged from a northern field. Joining them were village elders, who immediately invited the visitors into their homes.

The seven cloaked figures asked no questions. In fact, they didn’t react to anything that happened, yet as soon as Yan Xiaobao and the seven men came face to face, they opened the door.

Yan Xiaobao stood quietly, staring at the seven cloaked figures. Without any warning, the inscriptions on the seven cloaks flickered with a silver glow, and a heavy silence enveloped Yan Xiaobao like the oppressive stillness he had experienced before his descent.

Under the shroud of silence, a black sphere formed, completely blinding his senses. Yan Xiaobao could neither see nor hear nor smell anything within this domain, yet the relentless sensation of being scrutinized remained.

If this had occurred before Yan Xiaobao obtained the Shenzhou Flower, then Lan Feng wouldn’t have concealed herself as deftly. But now, the seven Crusaders perceived nothing.

As the scrutiny intensified, Lan Feng observed how the cave, containing red mist and blue clouds, sealed itself away entirely, allowing nothing to enter or escape its boundaries.

Yan Xiaobao couldn’t tell how long the scanning process lasted, nor could he ascertain whether they had managed to uncover the secrets hidden within him. Light began to emerge from a distant point, swiftly advancing to restore the sensory perceptions Yan Xiaobao had previously lost.

Glancing around, Yan Xiaobao noticed the cloaked figures had vanished, along with the city guards. He realized he was now lying in the elder’s small hut within the village, wearing an expression of puzzlement.

Before him, all his friends were seated, concern etched across their faces. They rushed toward the boy who had just opened his eyes.

"Are you alright?" Rong Xing asked as she held Yan Xiaobao’s hand and measured his pulse, worry glimmering in her eyes.

Rong Xing wasn’t the only one concerned. Yan Xiaobao saw all the faces, even Deng Wu, whom Little Dragon had approached before, looked worried. A small signal from Deng Wu suggested he wished to speak with Yan Xiaobao privately afterwards.

"I’m fine, I’m fine," Yan Xiaobao said, smiling warmly. It felt good to be cared for, but his body certainly felt as though he had been beaten fiercely. Sitting upright, he asked his friends, "What happened?" His memories were hazy.

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