The Invincible Supreme Medical God-Chapter 464 - 306: The Aura of a Master Level Expert_2

However, just as his happiness reached its peak, a parched voice echoed from deep within the Dantian Cave: "Everything here is delightful, and you’ve benefited from it, but the martial power I’ve left behind is negligible. Don’t count on me, and certainly don’t expect me to waste my essence on a wasteful brat like you anytime soon!"

Hearing Lan Feng’s words, Yan Xiaobao couldn’t help but laugh sheepishly. Indeed, the energy that had brought such profound changes and immense benefits to the white-haired young man had all come from the painstaking refinement by Wu Wei over the years with Phoenix’s aid.

Like spiritual energy, once energy is utilized, it doesn’t replenish itself automatically—even if the body relaxes—because there’s no Dantian. Everything refined materializes solely within the soul itself. It’s as though the soul acts as a box trapping it, but once it escapes, it never returns.

Undoubtedly, they had known this from the very beginning. Even so, they agreed that competing alongside the ranking experts of the King was the best possible solution. This way, they could show everyone within the Demon Residence Cave that they were not to be mocked.

The day prior, while thinking about the upcoming battle, Yan Xiaobao finally scrubbed all the grime off his skin before entering the warm water bath, letting the heat soothe his aching muscles.

As he submerged in the water, the young man’s consciousness slowly drifted toward his Dantian Cave, where he approached the newly opened cave.

Up until now, four out of the nine caves had opened. The first, Bloodlust, was undoubtedly the largest and also the most enigmatic energy Yan Xiaobao couldn’t comprehend. He avoided trying to understand it further, fearing that the more he used it, the greater the likelihood he might completely lose control of himself.

The second cave emanated the Serene Cloud. This cloud had always been a source of aid for the young man; it seemed to possess a will of its own, often helping suppress the red fog. Yet recently, the Serene Cloud had begun to exhibit peculiar behavior, and to some extent, it started controlling other cultivators enveloped within its cloud. Yan Xiaobao chose not to fully subdue the cloud, allowing it to act on its own—albeit occasionally placing its host in tense situations.

The third cave was no better. Whatever Yan Xiaobao tried seemed to have little effect. By far, this cave’s sphere—which possessed the ability to heal wounds—would be considered the most valuable to anyone, but sadly, its actions were driven by uncontrollable phenomena. The sphere automatically healed him whenever it sensed it had drawn something from him. At least, that was his theory.

Regarding the sphere, it had seemingly returned to its usual size. After healing the young man, it had shrunk to the size of a pea. Over time, it gradually expanded and had now reached its former dimensions, though it still appeared to be growing, leaving Yan Xiaobao utterly puzzled. The emerald gemstone remained incomprehensible in every aspect.

Walking past the three known caves, he hastened toward the fourth cave, his heartbeat quickening. Memories of soaring through the skies with wings on his back filled him with incredible exhilaration, almost leaving him intoxicated with delight.

Standing before the cave entrance, his eyes widened in surprise at the sight of two small wings floating at the center of everything. These wings were so diminutive that, had they been worn on his back, they wouldn’t even be noticed—a mere centimeter in height, about the size of a finger.

"They’re growing alongside Wu Wei," Lan Feng remarked upon noticing the puzzled expression of the other man’s face.

Hearing this, Yan Xiaobao felt a pang of disappointment. The sensation of flying through the air was something he deeply yearned to experience again soon, but now he understood that without Lan Feng’s assistance or reaching the Upper Dantian, it would be impossible. Still, looking at the wings brought a slight smile to his youthful face as the feeling lingered throughout his body. Flying had undoubtedly been one of the most remarkable experiences in this new world.

Returning to his body, Yan Xiaobao exited the bath, beginning to analyze the exact bodily transformations that had occurred during Wu Wei’s eruption. The first thing he discovered was that the removal of impurities allowed Qi and spiritual energy to flow within his body far more efficiently than before. Organ reinforcement using Qi had also become significantly easier due to reduced resistance in the process.

Secondly, as he moved his body, he found its elasticity had improved exponentially. Each cell had been reconstructed by Wu Wei, granting his original strength and recovery capabilities far greater levels than that of an ordinary Middle Dantian cultivator.

Power and resilience weren’t the only aspects that saw improvement, however. Within his body, there existed a mode of transportation known as meridians. These meridians acted as vessels for Qi movement. The meridian network consisted of twelve regular pathways and eight extraordinary vessels.

Together, these meridians formed a spiderweb-like system within his body, interconnecting various regions and enabling Qi to traverse every part freely.

Every individual possesses twelve regular meridians that are commonly used to circulate Qi within the body. Behind them, however, lies a set of eight sealed meridians. These can only be unlocked at certain points in one’s life, or through forceful means if someone manages to open them.

Extraordinary meridians bolster the twelve conventional meridians while storing surplus Qi, allowing the body to benefit from a constant influx of energy.

Out of these extraordinary meridians, Yan Xiaobao had managed to unlock two. The first was the Chongmai Meridian, which permitted Qi to merge into the body itself, fortifying organs with the essence of energy.

The second was the Du Mai Meridian, referred to as the Governance Ship. Previously, Lan Feng had explained its significance in binding all yang meridians together, which would be critical for achieving King-level status. For now, however, this meridian served as a repository for excess Qi.

To his shock, following the reconstruction of his body, Wu Wei had opened a total of not two but three extraordinary meridians. Yan Xiaobao noticed the velocity at which Qi coursed through his body drastically increased, not to mention the amplified speed at which his body absorbed the essence of heaven and earth. Refinement was happening at faster rates as energy streamed through newly opened channels, transforming even greater amounts of Qi.

The second and third newly opened meridians were the Yin-Yang Heel Blood Vessels, Yin and Yang Qiaomai. As these vessels opened, Yan Xiaobao realized his refinement speed had escalated profoundly. Not only had it quickened, but through testing, it became evident that activating Velocity Flow didn’t require a conscious effort anymore—it was active the moment he thought of using the skill. His newfound activation speed was so rapid that Yan Xiaobao was newly confident in his ability to evade even a King-level expert.

Another advantage of these vessels was that Yan Xiaobao no longer needed sleep. Qi flowed through his body in unprecedented ways, ensuring his mind and body stayed constantly refreshed while rejuvenating his entire system.

The physical changes weren’t limited to strength and elasticity either. Opening three extraordinary meridians had also renewed his skin, banishing all old wounds or scars. His formerly pale complexion now emitted a peculiar golden glow.

Leaving the bathroom, Yan Xiaobao was clearly satisfied with the transformations in his body. Yet certain matters troubled him—most notably, the fact that he had spent nearly all of the refined energy Wu Wei and Lan Feng had taken years to accumulate. Ultimately, he understood that without channeling such energy into his palm technique, victory would have been impossible.

Yan Xiaobao had been fortunate to wield his Golden Palm against Xu Biao. Otherwise, he doubted he could have conjured any ability capable of countering his opponent’s Golden Martial Power Halberd.

Leaving the bathroom and returning to his room, everyone else was still asleep. He quickly drafted a small note detailing his whereabouts and quietly headed to the Mercenary Guild office, slipping away unnoticed.

Leaving the house, anyone who caught sight of the young man immediately displayed profound respect. Most would bow or turn to take a different path. Those who tried to ignore him dared not meet his gaze.

Entering the office, the guards were too deferential to stop him. Instead, they respectfully opened the doors, bowing slightly, just as they would for the Guild Master.

Yan Xiaobao previously hadn’t realized how drastically public perception of him had shifted following his victory at the arena, but much had changed.

Though many King-level experts resided within the Demon Residence Cave, the Emperor’s entourage was absent. Upon reaching this stage, families would typically migrate to the next cave for an improved quality of life. For the Mercenary Association to host a King-level expert—and one who concealed his cultivation base—was incredibly surprising.

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