The Invincible Supreme Medical God-Chapter 1195 - 627: I’m a Good Person (2)

"Good rabbit!!"

"That rabbit is a true mischief-maker, but it finally left and did something good!"

"Well, I’m not going to kill that rabbit today. Instead, I’ll kill Yan Xiaobao..."

Soon, thousands of disciples surged towards Daosen Mountain, their fists clenched tightly, and the aura of murderous intent raged on.

Yan Xiaobao sat in the cave, filled with hatred for the talking rabbit. He hated it even more than he despised Phoenix Zhou Chang. When he heard the commotion from the foot of the mountain, he was preparing to fly away. Looking down, he saw countless people speeding towards his direction. His scalp tingled, and he hid as deep as possible in the cave.

"I’m finished. Done. Kaput..." As he sat before his master’s portrait, he suddenly started getting very angry.

"Master, can you help me, sir? Send down your spirit, or else... I, a prestige disciple who shed his own blood for his sect, will get beaten up—what?" In a moment of despair, he looked up at the portrait, and suddenly, his eyes began to shine. He slapped his thigh.

"Hahaha! Thank you very much for the reminder, Master. Disciple understands!"

Around this time, Sect Leader Zheng Yuandong was presiding over a meeting in the hall atop Daoseed Mountain. The South Shore Peak Lords and all the elders were there, their faces sporting solemn expressions.

They had been there for two hours, during which Zheng Yuandong had been explaining his views on Yan Xiaobao.

"Sect Leader, please reconsider. Junior... Junior Brother Bai has incredible talent. Assigning him to the South Shore is a real waste!"

"That’s right. Little Brother Bai might treat you as his senior brother, Sect Leader, but we are all one big family. We know you don’t favor any side. A genius cultivator like this should definitely be in a more promising position, like the North Shore. That’s where Brother Bai can truly unleash his heavenly talents!"

Not only did the three Peak Lords speak this way, but the elders joined in as well.

Zheng Yuandong’s previous headache seemed less painful. The Spiritual Sect had been quiet for two years; how could he imagine Yan Xiaobao would become the root of so much chaos? This time, the disaster at Wanshe Valley convinced him completely of how good Yan Xiaobao was at causing disasters.

He thought that since Yan Xiaobao was a South Shore disciple and had already caused him trouble, things couldn’t get worse. On the other hand, if he was reassigned to the North Shore... very likely, he would be convening another meeting with both shores’ Peak Lords and elders.

He cleared his throat and said, "Brother Bai may be mischievous and a prankster, but he is a prestige disciple. Cough, cough. He is also very young. Let’s leave him on the South Shore. I have confidence in you South Shore people."

Eyes bloodshot, Elder Zhou Chang looked and said, "Sect Leader, we beg you..."

Zhuang Yan shook hands with Zheng Yuandong. Sighing, he said, "Sect Leader, Xiao Chun has been practicing Waterswamp Kingdom. To truly understand this technique, he should really head to the North Shore to observe many different types of beasts. In the past ten thousand years, not many have succeeded. Additionally, after joining the sect, Yan Xiaobao now only lacks the life essence spirit. I think... heading to the North Shore would be best."

"That’s right!" said the Green Crest Peak Lord. "Sect Leader, Yan Xiaobao cultivated Shuiyang Kingdom, he is a formal elector, on the edge of true enlightenment. With his unique position, going to the North Shore would be suitable! "

"Sect Leader," Elder Zhou said, "please do not hinder Brother Bai’s progress. This might be a loss that the sect hasn’t sustained in the last ten thousand years!" All other elders joined in agreement.

Seeing everyone’s intentions, Zheng Yuandong knew it wouldn’t be easy to hold onto his original idea. After hesitating for a moment, he prepared with a bitter smile to refuse them another way. However, at that moment, a disciple shouted from outside the hall.

"Sect Leader, something bad has happened... Uncle Bai is in the Clan Leader’s cave... he’s... he’s..."

A great white shark fell into the hall, countless divine senses flew towards the cave. When they saw the situation, strange expressions appeared on their faces. Zheng Yuandong’s mood instantly turned sour. When his sacred sense entered the cave, his eyes widened so much it was almost as if they’d pop from his skull. Then, an angry tumult surged within him.

"That little rascal! Fine. I accept your proposal. Send him to the North Shore!!" On Daosen Mountain, thousands of disciples surrounded the cave where Yan Xiaobao’s master was buried, all holding daggers. Although it was a restricted area, their presence in such a massive mob gave them the courage to enter.

"Yan Xiaobao, come out here, now!"

"Show your face!!"

"Yan Xiaobao, you vile villain, God will punish you one day! We will punish you today!"

Even as their voices sounded, the one inside the cave roared, "Pipe down!"

The powerful shout resounded like thunder, supported by the full strength of Yan Xiaobao’s cultivation base, completely drowning out all other sounds.

Meanwhile, a slender Yan Xiaobao appeared, striding out of the cave with dignity.

Upon seeing him, the disciples from the assembly of the three peaks clenched the rocky hammers in their hands and prepared furiously. But then, Yan Xiaobao emitted a strong yell and painted a portrait in front of him.

It was the portrait of his master... who was also Zheng Yuandong’s master, a Clan Leader of the previous generation of the Spiritual Sect.

Even though a bit nervous, Yan Xiaobao roared, "Guts! If anyone dares to harm my master’s portrait, Brother Sect Leader and I will beat you to death!"

When the mob saw Yan Xiaobao crouched behind his master’s portrait, they froze, many even gasping for air. Not a single one dared throw stones.

The portrait depicted the sect’s Clan Leader, the master of the Sect Leader himself. If any of them dared to damage it, one could only imagine how angrily Zheng Yuandong would react. Moreover, it was certain that no peak would intervene.

Disciples were so furious, they were about to blow past their top, yet they didn’t dare do a thing. "Utterly shameless!!"

Seeing his strategy was working, Yan Xiaobao breathed a sigh of relief. He raised the portrait high and glared at the mob.

"Listen, all of you. I really didn’t do it on purpose, I–"

Had Yan Xiaobao not attempted to explain this situation, things would have been smoother. But as soon as he opened his mouth, the crowd started to lose control.

"You, you, you always say you didn’t do it on purpose! Xiangyun Peak was struck by lightning, you said it wasn’t intentional. Violet Cauldron Peak and Green Crest Peak were drenched by acid rain, unintentionally. Now you’re saying the same thing again!"

"This is absurd!!"

Yan Xiaobao swiftly waved his master’s portrait. Sounding truly apologetic, he continued, "My master only visited me in a dream, telling me he forgives me! I promise, this is the last time. Absolutely, definitely not another–"

Hearing Yan Xiaobao shamelessly claim that his deceased master visited him in a dream further enraged the crowd.

"I can’t stand it anymore! I’m going to beat him black and blue!"

"Even if he’s the Sect Leader’s son, I’ll still knock the snot out of him!"

"Knock Yan Xiaobao down!!"

Right at this point, numerous Foundation Establishment divine senses suddenly swept through the area.

Moments later, dozens of figures flew down from the mountaintop. Among them were elders from various mountains, Peak Lords, and even Zheng Yuandong.

Seeing what transpired, Zheng Yuandong shouted with a voice full of fury, sounding like thunder: "Leave this place immediately!" 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

The crackling reverberation of his voice inspired fear, even among Shangguan Tianyou and other electors. Shaking with fear, they backed away.

Yan Xiaobao’s spirit rapidly rose. As Zheng Yuandong glared at him fiercely, he prepared to say something.

"Yan Xiaobao, as your brother, I won’t let anyone beat you, but I surely can give you a thrashing!" Then, he fired in Yan Xiaobao’s direction. Yan Xiaobao’s scalp started to tingle, feeling it might explode. As Zheng Yuandong flicked his sleeve, he was about to wave his master’s portrait, causing the portrait to fly toward him.

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