The Invincible Supreme Medical God
Chapter 325 - 243 The Situation Is Terrible

Chapter 325: Chapter 243 The Situation Is Terrible

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Gritting his teeth, Yan Xiaobao circulated the Qi within his body, forcing it to leave the Chongmai Meridian and enter his bloodstream. Yan Xiaobao hastily rushed over, forcefully pressing his foot against the wounds on his leg and shoulder to seal them, stopping the current blood flow leaving him at this critical moment once again.

Yan Xiaobao summoned an earthen spear once more, but this time he managed to evade it. Despite the dire situation, Yan Xiaobao felt the urgency to deal with matters and forcefully suppressed the fiery Phoenix within his Dantian Cave, preventing it from emerging.

Judging by Yan Xiaobao’s current physical condition, if he utilized the energy belonging to Lan Feng, his body could not endure it. Instead, Yan Xiaobao activated the Speed Flow again, launching himself to a distant position. At present, there was no way he could attack the turbaned man and survive. His only option was to retreat and handle the situation as his injuries began to stabilize.

But how could escape come easily? Even though Yan Xiaobao managed to maintain control over the Speed Flow, his Qi Spiral shrank smaller and smaller, clearly pressured by time as Qi continued to prevent the bleeding of his body. With his focus locked on Speed Flow, Yan Xiaobao barely dodged the widening tips of earth nails each time.

The one fortunate thing was the spiritual Master incessantly muttering spells and shaping his will with his square-formed hands. This created more distance between them, allowing Yan Xiaobao to rely solely on speed for his escape, sustaining only a few scratches but avoiding more severe injuries.

Hui Yue dashed across rooftop after rooftop until he finally leapt into another alley. His Qi was nearly depleted, and as the entire world kept spinning, he ceased to focus on anything else.

Lan Feng continuously spoke to Hui Yue to keep him from losing consciousness. In the meantime, Hui Yue clamped his jaw shut, forcing himself to stay alert as he painfully dragged his battered body back to the shop.

Crossing through the front door, the manager immediately recognized Yan Xiaobao, now a formal member. Seeing the boy’s white robe soaked in blood, an overwhelming shock filled his heart.

"Young Master!" he exclaimed in stunned alarm. "Should I contact a therapist?" he asked, but Yan Xiaobao was barely managing to stay conscious, his distant gaze veiled by a faint red mist. A murderous intent flickered on and off, shifting into something eerily tranquil. Those battling emotions gripped the nearly unconscious boy.

The manager froze in place, unable to utter another word, as he felt his heart pounding frantically. A crazed expression crossed his face, fearing that if his heartbeat could be heard, this maddened youth might ultimately kill him.

Yan Xiaobao walked as though he were in another world. Black dots danced before his eyes, blurring everything. Nothing appeared before him, yet his intuition guided him back to the inn—the safest place he could think of—with Lan Feng shouting persistently to snap him out of his trance.

Yan Xiaobao trudged through the inn’s front door, seeing and hearing nothing at all. His utterly exhausted body had long given up, and the last thread of Qi had been spent during his return journey. Instead, red mist and blue clouds alternated to seal his wounds, even as they wrestled to become the dominant energy within his body.

Blood dripping onto the elegant carpet as he ascended the staircase, Yan Xiaobao finally opened a door to find Sha Yun waiting for him. A faint smile flickered across his face when he noticed the familiar presence beside him, and without saying a word, he collapsed onto the floor.

Yan Xiaobao floated in a black abyss. Beyond the infinitely expanding darkness, it seemed as though nothing else existed. In this boundless void, Hui Yue felt he could move, so he began sluggishly distancing himself from his previous position. Yet all he encountered was an endless black expanse devoid of ground or sky—just the eternal abyss.

Yan Xiaobao felt as though he had existed within this realm for an eternity before a shift finally occurred. Within the dark abyss, the first sight to greet him was five flames of varying colors and sizes forming a pentagon.

The yellow and red flames were indisputably the largest among the five, followed closely by the silver flame. The green and blue flames also flickered, yet their diminutive size suggested they struggled to survive.

Beholding these flames, Yan Xiaobao theorized they were connected to his and Lan Feng’s elemental affinity, as the red and yellow flames seemed to represent his essence. However, the presence of all the flames gave him pause, as Phoenix had only ever taught him about two affinities.

Could Lan Feng have been mistaken? Hui Yue furrowed his brows, fixating on the seemingly eternal elements. Yet even as he pondered, Hui Yue was unable to comprehend their meaning. Resolving to move forward, he wondered what else he might discover in this infinite abyss. Yan Xiaobao journeyed deeper into the black realm, pacing across what felt like eternity, encountering no movement apart from himself. This world seemed frozen in place.

Finally, a light emerged in the darkness—a light that felt strangely familiar. Yan Xiaobao suddenly found himself within a room unmistakably akin to his Dantian Cave, yet devoid of color and sound. The Qi Spiral lay frozen, and Lan Feng was visible, fast asleep beside him.

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