The Invincible Supreme Medical God-Chapter 1116 - 591: The Strange Disciple (Part 2)

His face was pale.

"This is too dangerous!" he thought, trembling. Then, he picked up the Golden Crow Sword. Delving into his inner spiritual power, he realized he was nearly completely exhausted, which was the reason for his eventual downfall.

For those at Qi Condensation, sword flight requires a lot of energy. Most who are at level seven Qi Condensation can only maintain it for a few breaths before they have to stop. Even Yan Xiaobao, with his exceptionally refined spiritual power, couldn't last a hundred breaths.

Fearing a fall, he dared not draw the sword again. Stealthily looking around to see if anyone had seen what had just happened, he caught sight of a burly man in the distance, staring at him with his jaw agape.

When Yan Xiaobao saw him, his eyes widened, and he quickly walked over. "Wow, aren't you Sect Nephew Wolf?"

Upon hearing the words "Sect Nephew Wolf," the burly man immediately trembled. Pulling a face, he clenched his hands and said, "I am Disciple Liu Ergou. Greetings, Uncle Bai... I, um, didn't see anything happen just now."

Yan Xiaobao met Liu Ergou while selling some items outside. At that time, the man called himself the Wolf King.

Yan Xiaobao snorted a few times, then once again intimidated Liu Ergou to ensure he wouldn't spread news of what had happened. Then he patted his shoulder, promised to help him in the future, and finally left.

Before hurriedly leaving, Liu Ergou wiped the sweat off his forehead.

As he walked away, Yan Xiaobao was pleased that only Liu Ergou had witnessed his slight misfortune. If it had happened while he was flying around the Medicine Making Hall, his name would be ruined forever...

"Ah, man. You really can't be too famous. Otherwise, things get complicated." With a sigh, he clasped his hands behind his back and strolled back to his courtyard residence.

After hesitating about what to do, his eyes flashed with determination. "No, I must focus on cultivation. Barely being able to fly itself isn't bad, but what if I need to flee for my life? Why, if I escape, my enemies will only kill me? That truly makes no sense."

Then, he once again began researching the Golden Crow Sword and the Divine Crane Shield.

"For safety's sake, I should also paint these two magic items. People will think it's just my hobby. Then, if I launch other spirit enhancement magic items in the future, they won't think too much of it." After some thought, he prepared some dye from vibrant plants, then painted the Golden Crow Sword and the Divine Crane Shield.

After covering the faint spiritual design, he once again tested these two items. In the end, he looked satisfied.

"One day, when my pharmaceutical skills are high enough, I will enhance some botanical staining materials, and then I can be completely confident." Yan Xiaobao was naturally a cautious person. Although he was somewhat embroiled with being the sect leader's younger brother, he had a bottom line he wouldn't cross.

"Unfortunately, my cultivation base isn't high enough. Last time, when I followed Zhou Duxin, it appeared she was already at the eighth level of Qi Condensation. The sole method to use the Flying Sword for any length of time is to have a higher cultivation base." Determination filled his heart. After the incident with the Luochen Clan, he fully understood the brutal nature of the cultivation world. He also recognized that when one's life is on the line, the ability to escape quickly is vital.

If he had been able to ride a sword then, no matter what the Luochen Clan tried to do, he could have escaped with Du Lingfei and Hou Yunfei.

"I need to concoct pills!" he thought, his eyes sparkling. Given his current state, though he couldn't obtain free ingredients from the sect, he could acquire certain pill formulas at little cost. In the coming days, Xiangyun Peak became a quiet place, with Yan Xiaobao seen rarely.

He obtained a large number of medicinal formulas and used spirit stones and other items acquired from the Luochen Clan members to enter the market and purchased various medicinal plants. Then, he entered the Medicine Making Hall, where he secluded himself for pill concoction.

Time flew by. Months later, Yan Xiaobao had been back at the sect for nearly half a year. Initially, the sect was stirred up because of him, but matters suddenly became very quiet. Many found it difficult to adapt.

Meanwhile, the fact that Yan Xiaobao was becoming a Prestige Disciple gradually spread beyond the sect. Soon, people across the Eastwood Continent heard of it.

Of course, there are countless cultivation tribes on the Eastwood Continent, many of which are connected to the Spiritual Flow Sect in various ways. The Luochen Clan is just one among many such clans.

For Spiritual Flow Sect disciples, while the title of Prestige Disciple must be respected, being the sect leader's younger brother was even more impressive.

However, for the entire cultivation world, it was exactly the opposite. They respected a Prestige Disciple far more than the sect leader's younger brother. In fact, they almost completely disregarded the sect leader's younger brother. In contrast, they would be driven nearly to madness by a Prestige Disciple.

Upon hearing about Bai Xiaochun becoming a Prestige Disciple, the clan leaders of many cultivation families were very excited. In their eyes, he was a virtual gold mine. A living prestige shoot!

If they could bring Yan Xiaobao into their family, then his descendants would have nearly unlimited possibilities in the future. As the number of these descendants increased and considering that the clan would receive support from the Spirit Stream Sect, glory was assured.

For vassal clans in the cultivation world, this would ensure a rapid rise, like fish jumping the dragon gate.

After all, the Spirit Flow Sect has only nine Prestige Clans. Those nine clans often influence the entire sect's decision-making process. Although such influence is not necessarily substantial, it is still significant.

A clan like that would form an exceedingly powerful entity and become the subject of intense envy from other cultivation clans. Historically, most clans couldn't influence anything. They could only offer loyalty to the Spirit Stream Sect, then provide various services in hopes of achieving Prestige status.

But now... Yan Xiaobao has appeared.

Most exciting is that he isn't a member of any cultivation family. He comes from the Mortal World... He has no Daoist partner. He is a free ticket to becoming the tenth Prestige Clan, driving all cultivators on the Eastwood Continent into a fervor.

"Find the most beautiful young woman in the Zhou Clan. She will accompany me to pay respects to Daoist Bai!"

"Fei'er, you are the jewel of the Zhao Family. You must gain the favor of Yan Xiaobao. If he likes you, all our family's problems will vanish!"

"Though the daughters of the Sun Clan aren't particularly notable, we still qualify to participate. When I pay respect to Daoist Bai, prepare a magical gift for me!"

Countless cultivation families took various approaches, including appealing to clan members already within the sect to try to connect with Yan Xiaobao. Even the North Shore was affected. Soon, Yan Xiaobao's name could be heard everywhere on the Eastwood Continent.

The Hou Clan was no exception.

The middle-aged clan leader of Hou Clan summoned Hou Yunfei and Hou Xiaomei, then expressed his heartfelt wishes: "Yunfei, you have an unusually close relationship with Yan Xiaobao. You... must help the clan in this matter. I can say your sister likes Yan Xiaobao. Find a good chance to act as a matchmaker between them."

Hou Xiaomei blushed. Pouting coquettishly, she hurried away.

Hou Yunfei was a bit worried, but he boldly nodded his agreement.

Days later, people from numerous cultivation families began to appear, gathering around Xiangyun Peak at Bai Xiaochun's residence. As the news spread, some even started heading to the Medicine Making Hall, anxiously waiting for him to emerge from seclusion. Days later, Yan Xiaobao's pill-making workstation echoed with a wave of fervor. Shortly thereafter, he appeared, frowning and looking quite anxious.

"Although I am quite familiar with level-1 pills now," he sighed, "level-2 pills are much more difficult..." Besides cultivation, he spent most of his recent time concocting medicines. In his attempts to produce some second-level spiritual medicine, he had exhausted most of the plants and herbs. Unfortunately, the difficulty of working with them was far greater than before, and despite careful caution, he had persistently failed.

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