The Invincible Supreme Medical God-Chapter 931 - 510: Profound Longing
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"We will soon become the Gods," Yan Xiaobao said, heartbroken. Phoenix couldn't help but smile. "I look forward to the day when I will have my body back again." Phoenix sighed. "I miss soaring in the sky. I miss my wings, feeling my wind. Soaring through the sky, experiencing the thrill of being alive!"
In the depth of his voice was such a heavy longing that Yan Xiaobao could guess Lan Feng was truly emotional. Reaching the Holy-level was indeed the first step to restoring Lan Feng's body. Yet, Yan Xiaobao couldn't help but feel sad, because he knew that even though they were close to their goal, they were still so far away. He was no ordinary opponent, and battling him would never be easy.
"Don't worry about me," Lan Feng sensed Yan Xiaobao's sadness. 'I have already waited four thousand years. What is another thousand things? Meeting you was truly a boon! If it weren't for you, who knows if I could have maintained hope of still being alive?
Yan Xiaobao couldn't help but feel warmth spreading through his body at his words. Lan Feng rarely praised him, but when he did, Yan Xiaobao couldn't help but feel pleased. "Don't worry," he said to Phoenix, his eyes burning, his thoughts unwavering. "No matter what, we must go through this one day. We will restore you to your own body, and then we will fly across the sky together!" Yan Xiaobao said, feeling heroic, but his words only made Phoenix burst into laughter. "You will fly across the sky with me?" he asked with a laugh. "How would you do that, wingless human? Even if your sword is fast, how could they compare to the divine Blue Phoenix?"
His words took Yan Xiaobao by surprise for a moment, but soon he laughed as well. It had been a long time since he had last seen a smile on Lan Feng's face. This bird was always busy cultivating or pondering, but now he returned to being his carefree self, as he was throughout Yan Xiaobao's childhood. As Yan Xiaobao thought about this, he moved on to the second stop of the day, the two souls resonating with each other and spreading warm happiness to both of them.
After talking to Yue Feng, Yan Xiaobao felt much better and once again collected his thoughts, looking around. He found himself surrounded by civilians at the market. Although some looked at him suspiciously, assuming he was a mixed-blood, no one said anything. Seeing various people coming and going, he felt a sense of belonging in the city he had lived in for a long time.
He sighed deeply and slowly walked through the small town toward the Blacksmith Shop belonging to Cou Ling. He needed to speak with her before leaving.
Cou Ling was someone he never thought he'd build a friendship with, yet after forging the Ice Storm Sword in an unknown tomb, it would be a lie to say he didn't care about her. She was like the sister he never had.
Moving to the Blacksmith Shop, he arrived quickly. Unlike usual, he didn't fly to the yard but entered the shop.
The shop displayed many various weapons and armor. Most were black, all exuding an exceptional aura. They were clearly forged in Yan Xiaobao's new smithing techniques, and these weapons and armor were stronger than any other on the plane, selling like hotcakes.
The entire shop was filled with people from various backgrounds; from mercenaries to lords and ladies, not to mention servants and merchants. Everyone watched the many displayed weapons and armor. Some decided what to purchase, while others only longed for the day they would have enough money to buy these outstanding treasures.
Yan Xiaobao, entering the shop, was immediately noticed by Fang Wei. The young man behind the counter immediately stopped serving the person in front of him and walked toward Yan Xiaobao, bowing deeply in front of him. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺
"Yan Xiaobao! Ling is out in the Blacksmith Shop, please go see her!" he said excitedly, and since his words were not silent, everyone heard. While some knew who Yan Xiaobao was and glanced, others were surprised someone could receive such treatment.
The person Fang Wei had been serving was someone who didn't know Yan Xiaobao, observing the young man with white hair, clearly seeing he was mixed-blood. He despised someone from such an inferior race, but before he could say anything, he noticed many strange and curious glances from others in the shop, wisely choosing to hold his tongue instead of roaring at the shopkeeper. After all, he came here as a customer and wouldn't gain anything by yelling at him. Fang Wei could refuse to sell to anyone he disliked, and if he insulted his friend, even a mixed-blood, he most likely wouldn't be able to buy what he wanted.
Yan Xiaobao nodded to Fang Wei, rustling the young man's hair as he moved through the back door of the shop into the yard.
Before him were sounds of the Blacksmith Shop and the regular clanging of a hammer. Striking the metal she was forging again and again.
The sound was repetitive, but also calming in a strange way. Yan Xiaobao paused before entering the Blacksmith Shop, wondering if he should wait for Cou Ling to finish what she was doing. Unfortunately, he did not truly have the luxury of time now. He had a whole set of people to talk to today, and she was just the second person. It was very important to talk to her as soon as possible.
