The Invincible Supreme Medical God-Chapter 1174 - 618: As If It Were Fate (Part 2)

As for what really happened in those mountains... it was a complete mystery to them.

After returning to the sect, Bai Xiaochun directly ran to the mission office. When the disciples there saw him turning in two hundred Lifestealer cores, their eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. After examining the cores in disbelief, they looked back at Yan Xiaobao in shock.

Over the years, Lifestealer core missions appeared occasionally, though usually only one at a time. Generally, it took a disciple a whole year to collect ten of them.

But within a few months, Yan Xiaobao managed to collect an unbelievable amount.

"He absolutely should become the Sect Leader's junior brother, a disciple of prestige, and the first winner of the election battle..." Other Inner Sect disciples looked at Yan Xiaobao enviously. After clearing the inventory, he earned 200,000 merits. Although he tried to display a nonchalant demeanor, he couldn't entirely hide his pride.

This matter shook the entire South Shore. Anyone hearing that someone collected 200,000 merits at once could hardly believe it. But then Bai Xiaochun had already suggested disciples leaving the Wild Grass Mountain to start spreading the word, and soon, all three peaks of the South Shore were buzzing with the news.

"What a monster!"

"Insane! He filled half of the Wild Grass Mountain Range with aphrodisiacs!"

"We can't go there for a long time now..."

Even as discussions heated, Shangguan Tianyou and other carefree disciples began to return to the sect. Shangguan Tianyou realized Yan Xiaobao was the cause of events, so he wasn't surprised by the outcome. However, when other disciples realized the situation, they howled at the top of their lungs. Yet, they knew nothing could be done about Yan Xiaobao. After all... he had repeatedly warned them, they heard, but chose to ignore him. Now, they regretted their actions; merely their reactions might have avoided such a tragic fate.

Yan Xiaobao was very satisfied with the outcome. In the following days, he often appeared at the mission office, choosing tasks related to collecting things from beasts.

He was almost addicted to it. After each mission ended, he would concoct a batch of pills and set off again... each time driving more disciples crazy. Whether these disciples carried out the tasks didn't matter. After all, any place Yan Xiaobao was involved in his missions would have to be avoided for a long time afterward.

They were too dangerous...

Cloudpeak Mountain Range, Frost Forest Mountain Range, Brightsummit Mountain Range, Lasteast Mountain Range...

For a whole year, Yan Xiaobao was a madman completing missions. He swept through all tasks involving beasts, and his harvest was always incredible. Each time, the mission office was completely shaken. Meanwhile, countless Inner Sect disciples were driven mad.

Eventually, he cleared all beast-related tasks on Xiangyun Peak, then moved on to Green Crest Peak, and then to Violet Cauldron Peak. He completed all missions there, soon helping disciples there realize what a true task demon was.

Finally, the South Shore Inner Sect disciples were driven to desperation. The mountains near the sect were not safe to enter, as they were filled with countless aphrodisiac-laden beasts....

With no other choice, hundreds of Inner Sect disciples from the three peaks signed a petition requesting Yan Xiaobao be exempted from missions. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

Li Qinghou didn't want to interfere; this was a rare occasion when Yan Xiaobao was eager to serve the sect. The issue became a huge headache for the Sect Leader. He began to find that ever since Yan Xiaobao joined the sect, he often encountered such headaches. Whenever he heard Yan Xiaobao's name mentioned, he would instinctively sigh.

"It would be better when he's not working hard. Once he gets serious... this really is... ai, whatever task he chooses, Yan Xiaobao triggers a disaster!

"Doesn't he want to work on medicine making? Then go make medicine! The sect will provide merits, so things will calm down for a long time..."

When the signatures on the petition rose from hundreds to more than a thousand, the sect leadership gritted their teeth and discussed the matter with Li Qinghou. Finally, they exempted Yan Xiaobao from missions for the next ten years.

He was the only disciple in the sect not carrying out missions, yet still received a significant amount of merits from the sect.

Yan Xiaobao was not too satisfied with the situation. When he received the notification, he was browsing missions at the mission office, having just found the one he wanted. He was stunned.

"What's the matter?" he shouted aloud. "I want to serve the sect! I want to work hard! This is preposterous!" Under the solemn gaze of the mission office disciples, he sighed, then stretched out his jaw lazily, flicking his sleeves.

"With a flick of my finger, I turn the mission office into ashes." Shaking his head, he sighed. Looking very lonely, he walked off into the distance. Yan Xiaobao trekked back to his Immortal Cave, where he sat in melancholy to stew.

In the end, he sighed. "Being too excellent isn't a good thing. I'm a perfect example. The sect leadership is so worried about how outstanding I am that they exempted me from missions for ten years, yet still give me merits every month." He sat there, indulging in the worry of such things, and wondered what he should do since he was so exceptional...

"Ah, well, I guess it doesn't matter. Since I can't go out on missions, I might as well concoct medicine. After all, the reason I initially took on missions was to earn merits." With such thoughts, Yan Xiaobao sacrificed his own interests for the improvement of the sect, and walked toward his medicine refining station.

"I need to master all modulation methods of Third-level Spiritual Medicines!" Along with this, his expression turned melancholic.

Time flew by. Half a year.

Aside from regular cultivation, he spent all his time on medicine making. When lacking ingredients, he exchanged for them with merits. Over time, he became even more obsessive, clearly unwilling to slow down until he mastered everything related to Third-level Spiritual Medicines.

With him not completing missions, the sect slowly returned to normal. Many let out a breath of relief, especially Sect Leader Zheng Yuandong, who could finally feel at ease. By now, he was convinced exempting Yan Xiaobao from missions was the right choice.

He wasn't the only one. Li Qinghou, as well as other Peak Lords and elders on the South Shore, felt relieved as well. Indeed, at a regular South Shore Council meeting, the issue was raised by someone from the Foundation's cultivation team.

"Bai Xiaochun has recently been focusing on concocting medicine. The sect indeed calmed down."

"Medicine concoction is a good thing. Let him continue practicing. In any case, it's the safest option. With this focus, he won't cause trouble for people outside." The whole team smiled; the peaceful half a year had made them all happily sigh.

However, just a few days after their meeting, a massive explosion erupted on Xiangyun Peak. It came from the direction of Yan Xiaobao's Immortal Cave, shaking everything in the area violently. Many Inner Sect disciples were terrified, and Outer Sect disciples trembled with fear.

"What just happened?!?!"

"Heavens! The Spiritual Sect might be under attack!?!?"

As everyone fell into panic, Yan Xiaobao walked out of his medication concoction workspace, coughing, his face covered in ashes, with snot dripping and tears flowing from his face. He quickly rushed to wash up in the hot springs, then furrowed his brows.

"Why did it explode?" he wondered. The pill furnaces provided to Inner Sect disciples were standard issued, identical to the ones in the Medicine Refining Hall. Generally speaking, even if spiritual medicine was wrongly concocted, they wouldn't explode.

However, that's exactly what just happened. It even activated the cave's defense magic formation.

After thinking through the issue in detail, he couldn't come up with an explanation. With a sigh, he went back to training the Dragon Mammoth Sea Formation Scripture for a few days. By now, his cultivation was just a small fraction away from breaking through.

But he wasn't in a rush. After finishing his cultivation, he consumed some spiritual medicine to replenish his life energy and then began studying the Immortal Eternal Life Skill. Radiating from his skin now was a dark silver light, bordered with gold.

That afternoon, Yan Xiaobao continued with the next task. Standing in his Immortal Cave, as he practiced the Waterswamp Kingdom mnemonic, he slowly raised his hands toward the sky. After enough time had passed for half an incense stick to burn, he opened his eyes and let out a loud shout.

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