The Invincible Supreme Medical God

Chapter 1247 651: Spirit Flow Sect (Part 2)

Things gradually calmed down. Yan Xiaobao released his grip, then walked back to Zhou Youdao's corpse. He sighed.

"Zhou Youdao," he said softly, "please allow me to take you back to the sect." With that, he put Zhou Youdao's body into his satchel, taking the Dao bottle, but his bag remained motionless.

As for the people from the Pill Stream Sect, he thoroughly searched them. Before leaving, he transferred the contents of the four Dao bottles he collected into his own. Altogether, they didn't even make up half of what he had.

Finally, he had the chance to see what the jade slab from the Pill Stream Sect disciple said about him.

"Yan Xiaobao of the Spirit Sect. A genius in medicine, suspected to be of the so-called Little Turtle sect. Techniques unknown, combat strength unclear. Sometimes weak, sometimes strong, possessing a large quantity of magic items. Ranked first in the sect's election battle, possibly due to Ghost Fang's negligence. If you encounter him, be wary of his medical Dao, rather than his combat prowess. Attack him two-on-one."

Yan Xiaobao didn't know where the Pill Stream Sect got their information, but now he was more curious about the information from the Profound Stream Sect and Blood Stream Sect. Subsequently, he left.

Four hours later, an expressionless young man approached the scene. Among them was Fang Lin from the Pill Stream Sect. His eyes sparkled as he surveyed the surroundings, trying to ascertain what had happened.

Soon, he stood at the place where Yan Xiaobao let out a powerful roar. He closed his eyes, as if seeking enlightenment. Soon, his expression flickered, and his eyes opened.

"So powerful! Who did this...? Song Que? Ghost Fang? Nine-Isles?" Fang Lin took a deep breath, as anticipation for battle surged within him. Surveying the area, he determined the path Yan Xiaobao had taken when he left, then took a different direction, not willing to engage at the moment.

Four hours later, another person appeared. He was a tall, burly man surrounded by flames and lightning. After surveying the area, his eyes began to sparkle, and he started panting.

"This isn't Song Que, nor the Nine-Isles. Could it be Ghost Fang? Damn it. I don't want to provoke any of these three!" This man was Lei Shan. After looking around, he hesitated, unable to precisely determine which direction the formidable figure had gone. With gritted teeth, he picked a direction at random, which happened to be the path Yan Xiaobao had taken.

Time sped up. Over the next three days, numerous people passed through the area. Some picked up clues, while others did not.

On the third night, Song Que approached. Although most battle traces had vanished, he could sense something strange about this area. Squatting down, he placed his right hand on the ground. After a moment, his eyes sparkled.

"Such energy... This is neither the Nine-Isles nor Fang Lin. Nor is it Ghost Fang. In that case, it must be... Yan Xiaobao!"

He squinted, turned around, and flew off into the distance.

At about the same time, Yan Xiaobao was traversing the Sword World. Whenever he encountered a banebeast on the earth, he would kill it and collect its Earth Energy.

His Dao bottle was accumulating more gray liquid, but he was still far from being able to form an Earth Capture Crystal. In the current region, the Earth Energy provided by banebeasts far exceeded those in the back, but unfortunately, they were harder to find. Most of his time was wasted moving back and forth.

Apparently, banebeasts on earth were part illusion, part physical, allowing them to blend into the air itself. They were difficult to track and sometimes even randomly disappeared in battle. If not for Yan Xiaobao's special senses, he might not have detected them at all.

They only manifest if you get very close to their hiding place. Otherwise, they remain hidden.

"I need to find a better method. The best way is to gather a cluster of them in the same area. My current method is too slow. Even attacking disciples from other sects isn't fast enough." Even as he thought about this, he suddenly stopped in his tracks. Then a hissing sound could be heard, like an outstretched hand trying to grab him. As it only grasped the air, it began retracting, but before it could, Yan Xiaobao reached out and caught it.

Then, he gave a sharp tug, and a thunderous impact sounded like a colossal mirror shattering. At the same time, a three-meter-tall ape-like banebeast was dragged out of the air.

It had no hair, only black scales, and as Yan Xiaobao pulled it out, it let out a mighty roar. Its eyes glimmered with ferocity but little intelligence. Almost immediately, it tried to lunge at Yan Xiaobao, but when he reached out with his left hand and grasped its neck, his eyes twinkled. However, he didn't crush it but instead pulled it closer and began to study it intently. Soon, his eyes started emitting a peculiar light.

"If I can concoct a spiritual medicine to attract these creatures' gall, that would surely solve the problem. Then I could form the Earth Capture Crystal faster. At least... it would be quicker than trying to kill and rob other disciples." Having reached this point in his thoughts, Yan Xiaobao walked into the distance, eyes sparkling, with the ape-like creature in tow.

His destination was a valley ahead, where he discovered a secluded spot to hide and study this banebeast. His intense gaze made things tremble as if merely looking at it could reveal everything about its internal structure.