The Invincible Supreme Medical God
Chapter 483 - 315 Growth_2

Chapter 483: Chapter 315 Growth_2

It now proved that, in order to have an eventful company trip, he wasn’t part of their team but instead carrying out a mission, one that was connected to Yan Xiaobao and his friends.

Xie Lan had once asked Xu Biao how long he planned to stay close to his friends. Yet, the Guild Master himself claimed that they were friends. To consider himself one of their allies while simultaneously working on a mission concerning them must mean the mission inherently wasn’t hostile; however, the man hadn’t shared this detail with Yan Xiaobao, which left him feeling uneasy.

Their options were either to continue traveling alongside Xu Biao and Xie Lan while maintaining vigilance, or to evade them, which might escalate into an ugly confrontation—four mid-Dantian cultivators squaring off against two King-level experts.

Through deliberation, Yan Xiaobao determined that he could not let Xu Biao and Xie Lan turn against them suddenly. The only way to avoid such an outcome was to keep proceeding as they were. Knowing things wouldn’t change, he decided to investigate further and find out precisely what kind of mission they were on. Hence, he chose not to disclose any of the information he’d obtained to his friends.

After cleaning his body, no longer covered in grime, and setting aside thoughts of their predicament, Yan Xiaobao opted to focus on cultivation. His silk robe clung softly to his skin.

Typically, after achieving a breakthrough to a new level, he’d pause for some rest. But knowing danger could strike at any moment, he no longer had the luxury to grit his teeth and clench his fists; instead, he pushed his cultivation techniques to their limits, maximizing his pace.

"Why is Yue’s training so grueling?" Deng Wu curiously asked, as Yan Xiaobao had remained seated in meditation for three consecutive days without a single movement. Although the group spent a portion of each day in their rooms, they couldn’t train as frequently as the young boy who seemed steadfast. They required occasional breaks, meals, and trips into the city.

They had seen Yan Xiaobao train before, but had never witnessed him entirely ignore the necessities of reality.

Still as a statue, Yan Xiaobao wasn’t aware three days had passed. In truth, he had entirely lost track of time; his sole focus lingered on the continuous flow of spiritual energy, streaming into the vast sea of his Energy Sea.

Drop by drop, as he stared at the sparse lake-like surface, Yan Xiaobao realized that if he wished to qualify for entry into Duke University, he’d need at least one or two years of uninterrupted meditation. For him, spending one or two years in ceaseless meditation was unequivocally impossible.

Although cultivation techniques emphasized the refinement of spiritual energy, Yan Xiaobao allocated his time toward elemental fusion.

Fire, metal, and earth were three immensely powerful elements, potent even when wielded individually, and Yan Xiaobao couldn’t forget the elemental flames harnessed by geological experts he’d witnessed. Now, he aimed to create a flame powered not by all five elements of fire, but solely by three. A flame embodying three elemental affinities would undoubtedly possess fierce potency as an attack.

The primary reason Yan Xiaobao lost track of time stemmed from being utterly consumed by thoughts of elemental flame. Conceiving the idea was one thing; actually merging the elements was an entirely different endeavor.

Yan Xiaobao found himself capable of switching between the elements he’d fused. By the fourth day, his body cyclically alternated between earth, metal, and fire. For mere nanoseconds, his form would merge two elements, then shift from one to another, as the duration of dual-element coexistence incrementally lengthened, albeit very slowly.

On the seventh day, Yan Xiaobao still hadn’t succeeded in maintaining a dual-element fusion for more than several seconds. This rendered summoning fused flames impossible, and he finally opened his eyes. Despite his failure, his focus remained razor-sharp, as he sensed dense ambient energy in his surroundings.

"You’re finally awake!" Sha Yun, seated beside him, remarked. She had spent her entire afternoon staring at his face, hoping he’d open his eyes for sheer entertainment’s sake, as she had grown incredibly bored.

"I’m sorry, Yun." Yan Xiaobao lightly smoothed the Snake Woman’s hair, apologizing earnestly. "I deeply regret being preoccupied, but I truly need to comprehend this concept. If my new attack turns out as strong as I anticipate, we might just stand a chance against the Scar-faced Killer."

Upon hearing he might be capable of confronting their adversary, Sha Yun couldn’t suppress her shock. She knew their opponent was a King-level expert, whereas Yan Xiaobao was merely a Master cultivator. While he had broken into a higher level, it bore remembering that the white-haired boy was far from capable of confronting Wu Wei alone. The gap between mid-level Dantian cultivators and Upper Dantian King-level experts was as wide as the heavens and earth. Yet the boy claimed he might handle him—a detail that emphasized the danger woven into the attack he was refining.

"That’s all well and good, but you’ve still spent far too much time sitting here alone," Sha Yun pouted at Yan Xiaobao as she observed him closely. "Come with me to the town and see the gorgeous city in its most splendid forms." She insisted firmly, her pouting expression drawing out a faint chuckle from the white-haired young man.

"Give me a moment to bathe and grab something to eat." Xu Yue waved toward Sha Yun and stood, heading toward the building where their lodgings and the water were situated.

This time, Yan Xiaobao ensured not to intrude upon Xu Biao or Xie Lan’s rooms. Instead, he knocked patiently until finding an unoccupied room, quickly stepped inside, and approached the warm water. As he cleaned himself again, his thoughts were flooded with strategies to increase the duration of dual-element fusion.

Yan Xiaobao reclined in the warm bathwater, swiftly cleaning himself. He later extracted another robe from his storage ring and dressed quickly. Then he retrieved some dried meat strips, sitting leisurely on the bed in the main room while chewing them slowly.

Yan Xiaobao’s gaze wandered as he ate the dried meat strips—a distant yet reflective expression in his eyes. He contemplated how elements in nature interwove harmoniously: how fire and metal could form new gemstones, how water and wood could stimulate new plant growth. All things converged and coalesced, forming the intricate balance of life.

Perhaps what Yan Xiaobao truly needed was to comprehend the natural fusion between the three elements, instead of simply attempting to force them together.

Yan Xiaobao shook his head, stood up, and stepped out of the room, crossing paths with Xu Biao at the doorway.

"Ah, Xiao Yue!" Xu Biao smiled broadly with greeting. "It’s great to see you not training for a change. Are you heading out to admire the city’s gorgeous scenery and luxurious shops?" he asked amicably, though Yan Xiaobao found it odd seeing him for the first time since hearing about matters days before.

"Yes," Yan Xiaobao answered tersely, wearing a peculiar expression that made the older man furrow his brows.

"Is something wrong?" Xu Biao asked inquisitively, wondering what could have caused the white-haired youth to appear so detached while speaking with him.

"Oh, it’s nothing," Yan Xiaobao quickly replied, shaking his head slightly. "I was merely contemplating how fortunate we are to have reliable companions like you," he added before turning away, heading toward the corridor where Sha Yun awaited him.

Xu Biao was left standing, an ugly expression lingering on his face. The older man was thankful for Yan Xiaobao’s appreciation, yet simultaneously weighed down by the guilt of deceiving his newfound companion, a guilt that gnawed deeply at his conscience.

As Yan Xiaobao approached Sha Yun, he didn’t glance back even once. He was fully aware that he’d see an unpleasant look etched across the older man’s features.

Meeting Sha Yun, the Snake Woman promptly clasped the younger white-haired man in an embrace, eagerly dragging him toward the courtyard gates.

Once at the main gates, two guards promptly saluted the two guests. As one of their own, Yan Xiaobao respectfully returned their salute.

With formalities complete, Sha Yun led him through a stunning park. Together, they traveled alongside a canal, boarding a small boat that ferried them through the picturesque city.

Seated on the vessel, Yan Xiaobao surveyed his surroundings, soaking in the countless alluring rowhouses. His enamored gaze sparkled with astonishment and appreciation. Unlike every city he had seen so far, this city seemed to have no signs of poverty—no beggars, no starvation.

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