The Invincible Supreme Medical God
Chapter 324 - 242: New Cultivation Method_2

Chapter 324: Chapter 242: New Cultivation Method_2

Year after year, Yan Xiaobao worked tirelessly, perfecting his transforming weapons: dagger style, bow form, and sword style. In contrast, he had begun training with the Qi Fan he had previously given to Rong Xing, believing that its flight capabilities would prove useful to him.

The Qi Fan could be easily used in combat, as Rong Xing had demonstrated in the past, but it also had the unique ability to allow its cultivator to stand atop the fan and hover in mid-air. As long as the cultivator had sufficient Qi to sustain it, they could remain airborne indefinitely.

Through the years, Yan Xiaobao had refined all the Martial Arts Skills he had passed on to his friends. However, his primary focus remained on Speed Flow, transforming weapons, Qi Guard, and now Qi Fan.

The years went by, and the Rong twins had now turned twenty, as had Deng Wu, Ma Kong, and Gao Yan. These students had reached the time to bid farewell to the Royal Art Academy, as their graduation was upon them.

Deng Wu had long since been invited to remain at the main branch of the Capital Royal Art Academy, but due to personal reasons, he had declined.

Yan Xiaobao had previously inquired as to his reasons, but Deng Wu refused to answer. He would only smile faintly, shake his head, and pat Xu Yue’s hair as though he were an older brother instructing his younger sibling to be patient and wait.

Observing this behavior, Xu Yue could not help but frown slightly, wondering what could be so important that Deng Wu could not share with them. At the same time, Yan Xiaobao decided not to make a big deal out of it. He trusted Deng Wu. For some reason, Yan Xiaobao, who knew more about this mysterious friend than anyone else, inexplicably trusted him.

As the conversation shifted toward graduation among the City Lord’s numerous guests, waves of nostalgia surged within Yan Xiaobao.

It was clear that his twenty-year-old friends were about to graduate. Yet, while Deng Wu declined to join the main branch of the Royal Art Academy, both Rong Ming and Rong Xing had accepted the invitation. A year from now, the two of them would relocate to the Capital, where they would remain for who knew how long.

Yan Xiaobao and Wang Julong were at the age to stay in the academy, but Yan Xiaobao had no reason to linger. He had never really enjoyed the lectures. The main reason he attended was to spend time with his friends and to have a convenient place to purchase medicine pills.

Yan Xiaobao had long since read the entirety of the library, and his knowledge of the world and its various creatures far surpassed the norm. He had even studied Martial Arts Skills, hoping to find something like sparks to develop further, but had found nothing of significance.

"Oh, right." Deng Wu turned to Yan Xiaobao, "I heard there’s a small estate up for sale. Why don’t we go check it out together?" Hearing this, Yan Xiaobao’s interest was piqued.

Leaving the Academy clearly meant Yan Xiaobao would no longer have a place to live, yet the young man had no desire to return to his parents’ hometown. Instead, he planned to settle in Liluo City until he reached the master level. Unfortunately, Yan Xiaobao was realistic and understood that while he was currently at the Ninth Star of the healer level, achieving a breakthrough to the master level was still far off. It might take him an entire year to accomplish.

Nodding in agreement, Yan Xiaobao accepted Deng Wu’s proposal. They planned to visit the estate the next day and potentially purchase it. Yan Xiaobao couldn’t help but chuckle at the irony—at fifteen years old, he was considering becoming a homeowner, whereas in his previous world, at twenty-four, he was still living with his parents.

The two laughed as they talked, staying at the City Lord’s Manor all night. When the sun rose, only then did Yan Xiaobao leave the mansion gates and head back to the inn.

Huixian had only been sighted at sunset, never in broad daylight, which was one reason Yan Xiaobao had stayed so long before departing. He had spent the entire night drinking and eating, and as he left the estate, his body swayed slightly from intoxication, leisurely making his way back to the inn while enjoying the crisp morning air.

Halfway back, as Yan Xiaobao’s mind wandered in disarray, his brow suddenly furrowed. Though he didn’t feel anyone following him, a persistent sense of danger crept over him. The red fog within his Dantian Cave churned furiously, like a caged beast trying to break free.

Hui Yue wasn’t foolish. He immediately entered a state of heightened awareness, letting Qi course through his meridians into his body to clear away the alcohol. He continued walking as though slightly drunk, bypassing the inn and strolling through the streets as the townsfolk began to stir with the arrival of the first rays of sunlight.

Yan Xiaobao walked through the streets, only to find more people as he went farther. When he entered the marketplace, the mercenaries were already awake. He saw them lining up at various stalls, preparing for their daily ventures into the Magic Forest to seek mystical crystals, beast cores, or medicinal herbs.

Passing through the marketplace, Yan Xiaobao wandered the city for over an hour before finally finding a shadowy alleyway where no one was watching. There, he turned his back to the wall and prepared to deal with whoever had been trailing him.

Turning around, Yan Xiaobao spotted a black-cloaked figure behind him, but this time, he couldn’t sense anything from the person.

’Be careful.’ Lan Feng roared from within, "This person is far beyond anyone you’ve faced before. Do you want me to take over?"

Having Lan Feng with him calmed Yan Xiaobao, but he shook his head. It was crucial for Hui Yue to learn to fight his own battles. The red fog surged from his Dantian Cave, and his eyes gleamed with a crimson light. The fog raced into his meridians, entering every cell in his body. His jade-white skin flushed with red, and an oppressive atmosphere radiated outward, intimidating the stranger before him.

Yan Xiaobao swiftly activated Speed Flow and his transforming weapon: Sword Wind, charging at the stunned man.

The slash was flawless. If it had been anyone Yan Xiaobao had fought before, their head would have been severed. But the man merely snorted as a yellow Spirit Shield flared, creating a roaring shockwave.

Forced to retreat swiftly, Yan Xiaobao cursed under his breath, pressing his back against the wall for protection. Yet pain suddenly erupted from his right shoulder. Gasping, Xu Yue looked down to see an earthen nail embedded in his shoulder, piercing muscles and tendons and protruding from the other side. Hui Yue gritted his teeth, refusing to collapse from the agony.

Qi Yue threw his left hand out, cutting the nail down before leaping away from the wall. Now completely vulnerable and with his right arm impaired, he knew this would be a grueling fight.

Blood dripped steadily from Yan Xiaobao’s shoulder, staining his pristine white robe red. Circulating his Qi, Yan Xiaobao managed to staunch the wound, though he couldn’t heal it completely, and his right arm remained incapacitated.

Relying entirely on Speed Flow, Yan Xiaobao dodged earthen spears one after another. Dispelling his transforming weapon, he summoned Black Blood with his left hand while activating Qi Fan to gain flight, slightly offsetting the earth cultivator’s advantage.

Using Qi Fan’s agility to evade the spears, Hui Yue closed in on the man and struck his Spirit Shield with Black Blood. Yet no matter how many attacks he launched, the shield remained unyielding.

As black spots clouded his vision and the world before him darkened, Yan Xiaobao gritted his teeth. Hui Yue channeled Qi Fan once more and lunged at his opponent. The attack failed again, leaving Yan Xiaobao helpless as another earthen spear emerged beneath him.

Forced to use the last of his Qi to evade, Hui Yue barely managed to escape aboard Qi Fan before a wave of darkness engulfed him completely.

He awoke to searing pain in his leg. Yan Xiaobao didn’t enjoy the darkness for long; his black, comforting numbness vanished instantly, replaced by the throbbing ache in his shoulder and the stabbing pain in his leg.

Hui Yue forced his eyes open to face reality, only to find another earthen spear impaling his leg. The injury was severe, with the bone visible. Thankfully, the bone wasn’t shattered, though Hui Yue forced himself upright as he saw the black-cloaked figure approaching from behind.

Currently stranded on a rooftop, bleeding heavily, Yan Xiaobao only narrowly avoided unconsciousness as Qi Fan disappeared after transporting him to safety.

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