Reborn Divine Doctor: The Abandoned Girl's Legend-Chapter 897 - 766: Who Truly Is Number One

Let’s get married.

These words reached Ye Lingyue’s ears, causing her hands to pause momentarily, disturbing her heart.

"Unwilling? Or do you, like the Eldest Miss Lan, want to marry in a few years? That’s also fine, I can accompany you, traveling the mainland."

Feng Xun looked at her nervously.

Ye Lingyue had just turned fifteen this year; at this age, compared to the average girl on the Qing Province Continent, it’s already time to marry and have children.

But for Ye Lingyue, a remarkable Martial Artist and Alchemist, it was different.

Generally, those who have broken through the Reincarnation Realm and reached Fang Venerate Level have lifespans much longer than ordinary people, and they prefer traveling the mainland to improve their cultivation.

"How could that be, it’s only a bit sudden. Besides you, who else could I marry?" Ye Lingyue smiled, happiness radiating between her brows.

Indeed, besides him in front of her, who else could she marry?

Even though when she heard those words, for a split second, she was in a daze, vaguely feeling those words sounded familiar.

As if long, long ago, someone had also whispered the same words in her ear.

But that thought quickly vanished.

In this world, there’s only one person who made her think of marriage, and that person is right there in front of her.

The blush on her face hadn’t completely faded, and her long lashes fluttered as she sprinkled medicinal powder on Feng Xun’s wound.

It’s not that she didn’t love him, but she always felt that something stood between her and Feng Xun.

What exactly was it?

The subtle change in Ye Lingyue’s expression did not escape Feng Xun’s notice.

He gazed at Ye Lingyue, his heart aching slightly.

Because he knew, Ye Lingyue could marry not only him.

That man deeply buried in her memory, appearing in countless nightmares, like a dark emperor, was also different to her.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have died with resentment, holding his name.

And that man, perhaps wasn’t indifferent to her.

If... if one day she recalls everything, would she blame him?

Messy thoughts flooded in, making Feng Xun, for the first time, feel a lack of confidence in himself.

This was what prompted him to propose so abruptly.

Fortunately, Ye Lingyue agreed to him.

Even if she might regret it in the future, he still forcefully wanted a place in her life.

Feng Xun’s resolve grew firmer.

Ye Lingyue was pondering when her waist suddenly tightened.

Her whole body was lifted into the air.

A brilliant smile blossomed on the man’s face as he lifted her up and couldn’t help twirling in circles.

"Yue’er, do you truly want to marry me, to be my wife for life?"

"Really, of course, it’s true. Your wound isn’t bandaged yet, put me down quickly." Ye Lingyue realized she’d been lifted high into midair; Feng Xun was much taller than her, making her feel like she was being treated as a child.

But Feng Xun, caught in the throes of joy, couldn’t care less about such details.

"Ling Yue, let’s go fetch our parents and get married. We’ll have a bunch of kids: the girls will resemble you, and the boys, me. You can teach them martial arts and alchemy, and I will teach them the ways of commerce." Feng Xun was so excited that he was babbling incoherently.

Ye Lingyue shook her head repeatedly, thinking how someone usually so clever could suddenly become so silly.

After Ye Lingyue pretended to get angry a few times, he finally set her down, obediently letting her bandage his wounds.

"Are you going to observe tomorrow? Don’t you mind the World’s First Refining event?"

While bandaging, Feng Xun asked as Ye Lingyue talked about Long Baobao.

If not for Long Baobao, Ye Lingyue also had a great chance of winning the champion title of the World’s First Refining this time.

If so, she would be a renowned Ming Alchemist.

"I don’t mind, I never thought of competing with Long Baobao for first place. I participated in the World’s First Refining just to refine the Nine Dragon Chant and fulfill Ancestor Ye’s wish. Do you think I’m disappointed about not refining the Nine Dragon Chant?" Ye Lingyue wrapped the bandage and checked Feng Xun’s body with Cauldron Breath; fortunately, the Cauldron Piece only hurt his skin and did not damage his muscles or bones.

"If that sword had been refined, it definitely would have been a peerless sword, possibly exceeding the Heavenly Rank. You are the real winner of the World’s First Refining, and the disciple spot with the Sifang City Lord should have been yours." Feng Xun mused.

The injury on his back seemed to result from using his body to shield Ye Lingyue from the exploding Cauldron Piece.

But actually, his body, reinforced with Ancient Dragon Blood, shouldn’t sustain such extensive damage from that explosion, certainly not enough to bleed incessantly.

What truly injured Feng Xun was the spiritual energy emanated by the Nine Dragon Chant in Ye Lingyue’s cauldron, which was about to be completed.

The powerful spiritual energy caused Feng Xun’s body unprecedented damage.

"Whether it’s beyond the Heavenly Rank will be clear once refined." Ye Lingyue smiled, a radiant glow suddenly appearing in her hand.

As soon as the item appeared, abundant spiritual energy lit up the previously dim room.

Ye Lingyue held a sword in her hand.

That sword was thought by Feng Xun to have been destroyed — the Nine Dragon Chant.

"Wasn’t this sword already destroyed? Do you mean that back then..." Feng Xun was astonished and then understood immediately after seeing Ye Lingyue’s smug little face.

The Nine Dragon Chant hadn’t been destroyed in the explosion; Ye Lingyue hid it away.

But how did she manage it? The scene was chaotic then, so when did she, under everyone’s eyes, hide the sword?

Actually, when the explosion occurred and the cauldron burst, Ye Lingyue realized that the sword’s main body was already forged.

And relying on her Artifact Refiner’s keen senses, Ye Lingyue also sensed that the sword’s grade had surpassed Heavenly Middle Grade, possibly even higher.

If this sword were shown to the world, what a sensational stir it would cause.

But Ye Lingyue didn’t wish to steal Long Baobao’s thunder, nor did she want to be the Sifang City Lord’s disciple.

Though Sifang City was a secluded place with enviable wealth and Spiritual Artifacts, it was also a kind of prison.

Generations of Sifang City Lords were trapped there.

Her experience at the Demon Awakening Gate was unpleasant for Ye Lingyue.

She even had a premonition that the Demon Awakening Gate was ominous for her and Feng Xun, making her want to stay far away from it.

With such thoughts, at the explosion’s instant, Ye Lingyue abandoned the most precious chance to escape into the Hong Meng Heaven. Instead, she chose to quickly hide the Nine Dragon Chant in the Hong Meng Heaven.

After everything settled, she then took it out again.