The Invincible Supreme Medical God
Chapter 174 - 172: Crossing_2

Chapter 174: Chapter 172: Crossing_2

Next, he saw a giant’s face looming before him. It was a rugged man with a scruffy beard, making Yan Xiaobao certain that if he stretched out his arm, the man would extend his hand towards him.

After screaming, Yan Xiaobao dared not make another sound, let alone move a muscle. The fear in his eyes was evident even to the giant, but he seemed unfazed. These events left Yan Xiaobao deeply shaken.

Yan Xiaobao’s first thought was to escape immediately, to find a safe place where he could focus on understanding the reality that seemed to be shifting around him. Yet now, with the giant staring at him, escape was impossible.

At least the giant appeared to harbor no hostility. However, waking up in a new body, completely defenseless, still felt like a dangerous predicament.

Yan Xiaobao was terrified. He had expected to see her—his entire mindset had been positive—but now everything had plunged into chaos, and he was worried about his future. He was anxious about his suspicious new life.

"Don’t get so close, you’re scaring him, darling." A weary yet gentle voice sounded beside them. Yan Xiaobao slowly turned his head toward the source of the voice.

Moving his head—even widening his eyes—was incredibly difficult, but he forced himself to do so as he currently had no choice but to remain alert. To remain vigilant and comprehend what was happening around him.

When Yan Xiaobao turned his head, he noticed he was currently situated in a shabby bedroom of a rundown cottage. Looking at the hovel, Yan Xiaobao frowned and wondered if he had traveled back in time. The interior resembled a wooden hut owned by commoners in ancient China.

The air here was far richer than what he was accustomed to, but more importantly, the giant was no longer there. Yan Xiaobao suddenly realized he was in another world.

The bedroom’s bed was currently occupied by a woman who was evidently beautiful, though her striking features were now awash with exhaustion and pain. The lower part of the bed was stained with blood, and a young girl was attending to the wounded woman.

As he stared at the bed, his eyes widened, and Yan Xiaobao felt both fear and confusion. The entire situation was something he completely failed to understand. The giants didn’t appear hostile, but as Yan Xiaobao watched the two adults, he thought they must be observing him as well. He continued pondering for a while but decided the simplest way to obtain information was to simply ask them.

Though he had resolved to seek aid from the friendly giants, he spent several breaths to calm himself down and stabilize his nerves before finally opening his mouth.

"Goo goo... Gah... Uwhaa!" Yan Xiaobao attempted to say, "Excuse me, could you explain what’s happening here?" However, the words that came out of his mouth were completely meaningless. He stilled himself, wide-eyed, and felt a strange and discomfiting foreboding.

"Look, darling," said the bearded giant, reaching out to carry Yan Xiaobao closer to the exhausted woman. "Our son is already trying to talk." His voice was filled with warmth, and the woman’s face also revealed the same tenderness.

"Obviously, it’s due to my extraordinary power," said a smug voice from somewhere within Yan Xiaobao’s mind, causing the already frightened youth to become even more alarmed. The voice seemed eerily familiar.

"Who are you?" Yan Xiaobao tentatively asked as he tried to recall where he had heard this voice before. The instant he focused on it, he remembered—it was the voice he had heard at the moment of his death.

Yan Xiaobao immediately became alert and refused to relax even the tiniest muscle in his new body. He understood that he was in an extremely perilous situation. He had a baby’s body, which left him seemingly powerless to fight back given his current condition. fгeewebnovёl.com

"Is he the Death Reaper?" Yan Xiaobao questioned himself while choosing not to speak further. However, as he remained silent, it seemed insignificant, for the voice emitted hearty laughter.

"Haha! You’re not a bad kid!" the voice exclaimed, sounding as if praising a dog’s behavior. "I am the legendary Blue Phoenix, sealed within that cursed hair clip you bought."

"You... you’re the one who killed me?!" Yan Xiaobao roared internally with hostility swelling in his heart.

That voice belonged to the entity responsible for taking him away! This Blue Phoenix had stripped away his hopes for the future and stolen his parents’ only child. The self-proclaimed Phoenix filled him with indignation.

"Eh, I merely took the opportunity to merge with you," the voice said blandly, sounding uninterested in Yan Xiaobao’s death, which only served to stoke the young man’s fury further.

"You should be thanking me, you know," the voice remarked as if sensing the hostility aimed at it. Nonetheless, it retained an unmistakable tone of disdain.

"If I hadn’t merged with you, your reincarnation wouldn’t have been possible so quickly." The voice once again grew conceited, pointing out how much Yan Xiaobao owed to it.

Yan Xiaobao suspected it was lying. He felt irritated—this being clearly didn’t care about him, so why would it bother lying about such matters? After pondering for a while, Yan Xiaobao reluctantly decided to believe the arrogant voice in his mind. Ultimately, if he wanted information, he didn’t have much of a choice.

"When you say you helped me reincarnate, what do you mean? Where am I?"

As soon as Yan Xiaobao asked these questions, he heard the Phoenix sigh, and somehow he understood the Phoenix’s emotions.

He felt a mix of impatience, annoyance, and even traces of hope. Yan Xiaobao was surprised to realize he could currently discern the feelings of the voice in his mind. The revelation stunned him deeply, but he remained unsure why the Phoenix would allow him to experience this.

"I’ll tell you a very long story," the Phoenix eventually said after a brief pause.

"I have nothing but time. I’m just a child you know," Yan Xiaobao noted, observing that his new mother had already fallen asleep. Yan Xiaobao pretended to sleep as well, lest he disturb them while conversing mentally. If Yan Xiaobao hadn’t been transported to another world, he would surely think he was losing his mind.

"Listen quietly to my story," the Phoenix said, shattering an increasingly suffocating silence. Its behavior reminded Yan Xiaobao of a child throwing a tantrum.

"It truly is a very long story, so you’d better listen, because I’ll only say it once," the Phoenix declared emphatically, but Yan Xiaobao remained silent, waiting for the bird to begin its tale.

Yan Xiaobao had a feeling that the Phoenix could understand everything about him—his thoughts, his emotions, everything. Even in the absence of direct communication, he felt the bird could comprehend him. Unfortunately, this understanding didn’t seem to work both ways.

"Hmph," the Phoenix grumbled before deciding how to start. "This world is completely different from your previous one. Here, power matters above all else; the stronger you are, the better your prospects in life."

The Phoenix paused for a second, then continued, "This world was created by four Divine Beasts: Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Xuanwu. Prior to this, the four beasts created countless worlds; however, they chose to settle in this one. They laid their bodies down as the foundations for their respective nations, imbued their consciousness into new forms they could inhabit, and walked these lands to experience normal lives."

Hearing about these four beasts left Yan Xiaobao utterly stunned. He had never imagined they could be real. In China, these animals were revered by naming constellations after them, even symbolizing China itself. To think these beasts were real and that he existed in a world they had created was simply unbelievable.

Though Yan Xiaobao felt excitement and awe, he refrained from speaking. Instead, he honed in on Lan Feng’s words, determined not to miss a single detail. He certainly didn’t want to risk forgetting, Yan Xiaobao thought miserably.

The Phoenix spoke again: "After the Divine Beasts created this world, thousands of years passed, and they began families in their respective nations. Their descendants were not Divine Beasts; instead, they were ordinary humans." Hearing this bizarre revelation, Yan Xiaobao felt waves of nostalgia wash over him. He immediately found it strange, for he had no reason to feel nostalgic, which made him suspect these emotions belonged to the Phoenix.

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