The Invincible Supreme Medical God-Chapter 863 - 481: Will to Fight (Part 2)
Yan Xiaobao jumped onto a nearby tree, from tree to tree, from shadow to shadow, slowly reaching the palace wall.
"Let’s hope he hasn’t obtained the pill that can restore life," Lan Feng sighed, recalling the pill Yan Xiaobao discovered in the Cosmic Box.
"Let’s hope he hasn’t. It would be disastrous if he did," Yan Xiaobao sighed as he vaulted over the wall, slowly disappearing into the night.
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"Yue! Yue!" Wang Julong shouted loudly as she entered his room, her eyes shining with excitement, her hands trembling uncontrollably.
"Last night, you told me the details!" she continued, slowly waking Yan Xiaobao. Once, he decided to sleep as it could alleviate all the spiritual fatigue caused by his struggle with the Third Prince. Utilizing Nine Heavens’ calamity had severely damaged his entire body. The attack exhausted all his blue energy, an energy so powerful that it caused internal injuries in the process. Now he could only wait to recover.
Upon waking, he couldn’t help but embrace Wang Julong with a smile. "Deng Wu will be here soon," Yan Xiaobao said. "I promised to tell you what happened when he got here. It’s something I don’t want to explain multiple times. Afterward, we won’t speak of it. If the Royal Family discovers that I was the one who killed the Prince, no matter what stage I achieve or my status, they won’t let it go. I will have to fight against many Saints." Yan Xiaobao explained, and Wang Julong nodded.
"Let’s go eat," he said softly while stroking Wang Julong’s hair. Although he said they should go, neither showed any sign of moving. No one wanted to break this perfect moment. They didn’t move until they heard someone rushing down the hallway.
"Yue!" someone shouted, and Yan Xiaobao immediately knew the person he just talked about had arrived. Deng Wu’s voice was full of excitement and relief, a sound Yan Xiaobao hadn’t heard in a long time. It was his friend’s joy long buried within himself. His life was overshadowed by the Third Prince, like the sun during an eclipse. As long as the Prince was alive, he wouldn’t know the word happiness. Now, happiness shone in Deng Wu, and it was present in his voice. Clearly, his second lease on life had begun.
"Deng Wu," Yan Xiaobao called out while holding Wang Julong. These two lovers introduced me to the young man.
"Hello, no doubt, you can have the best friend!" Deng Wu exclaimed emotionally; his eyes had already glossed over, his voice trembling slightly. "Even though this won’t bring our families back, their souls can now rest in peace! They should be reincarnated, not forever remember the injustice they suffered in life."
Having gone through the same experience, tears streamed down Wang Julong’s cheeks as she nodded. She felt the same as Deng Wu.
In fact, she felt guilty for her feelings towards Yan Xiaobao. How could she be happy when her family’s murderer was still alive? This matter had burdened her greatly, but now it was no longer an issue. Clasping Yan Xiaobao’s hand, she tightened her grip. She would never let Yan Xiaobao leave her.
As he directed everyone towards the dining room, a gentle smile spread across Yan Xiaobao’s lips, feeling her actions. "Let’s have some food, and then tell me what you heard in town. I’m curious about what others are saying. Who is everyone suspecting?" he laughed as they all disappeared into the dining room where breakfast awaited them.
A servant entered the room with warm tea for the cultivators. "The young master has already left the academy. Miss Qiao followed him. Cai Jie and Master Xu Biao had their meal in their rooms. If you need anything, feel free to call on this lowly one." The maid spoke with a bow. Although Yan Xiaobao tried to encourage these maids to treat him more equally, they refused to listen, so Yan Xiaobao had given up not long ago.
"I understand. Thank you, that’s all for now." Yan Xiaobao nodded to the maid who left promptly. No one remained in the dining hall, and by spreading his spiritual energy, Yan Xiaobao quickly confirmed no one was listening to their conversation.
While conversing with his two friends, Yan Xiaobao quickly recounted what happened, and when they heard him summon the lightning from the heavens, their eyes went wide.
"You’re simply unparalleled! Who is truly fit to challenge you?" Deng Wu exclaimed, but he was met with only a solemn smile in response. Yan Xiaobao was well aware of how lacking his current strength was compared to An Hee. Gazing into the distance, he knew this was just the beginning of his Immortal Path, and he still had a long journey ahead.
The assassination of the Third Prince was the main topic in everyone’s heart. The faction behind the Third Prince was very frustrated and vowed to offer ten thousand Elf Coins if the assassin was exposed or captured.
Although he once fought for the throne, everyone knew the most likely victor was the Third Prince. He had the most allies and supporters, was shrewd, and calculating. Had he not underestimated Yan Xiaobao or overestimated his own strength, he would still be alive, and Yan Xiaobao might have been the one dead. The Third Prince had many secrets, and when he passed away, he still hadn’t unleashed his full power. The overwhelming lightning left him astounded.
