The Invincible Supreme Medical God

Chapter 791 - 452: The Emperor’s Bodyguard_2

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He paused for a moment and shook his head, "I know you’re the Great Marshal of the Beast Army. Anyone of a certain level knows that. Bai Fa let you leave, but what were you before that? You don’t seem like a beast—I highly doubt you grew up with them. You’re different. But where did you suddenly come from? How are you able to wield this kind of power?"

"Don’t mind me," he said as he waved his hand dismissively. "I know you won’t tell me anything, at least not for now. I just find you to be a puzzle, one I want to solve—but I don’t have enough pieces yet."

Upon hearing this, Hu Yue laughed. "Don’t worry, I’m from this world just like the rest of you. I simply try to keep a low profile, though the war has somewhat sabotaged my intent."

Hearing this, Xiao Ning also chuckled. Everyone knew he was the Great Marshal of the Beast Army, but nobody cared about that fact. What they cared about was where he came from and who supported him—not to mention how he managed to stay so inconspicuous for so long.

Letting out a deep sigh, Xiao Ning shook his head once again. "Tell me the whole story some day," he said as his gaze swept around. "The hour is almost up—let’s get out of here." Upon hearing this, Yan Xiaobao nodded in agreement. "If we’re lucky, then many of the traps will have been triggered, and we won’t have much to worry about," he grinned. Slowly, the two continued along the dimly lit tunnel.

Though Xiao Ning and Yan Xiaobao moved slowly through the tunnel, their pace picked up significantly as the other experts no longer lagged behind them. While they still had to beware of traps, most of them had already been activated.

The two experts occasionally noticed bloodstains on the floor and marks on the walls, indicating that one of the Saints had been injured by a trap, though it seemed that no one had died. The traps were malicious, but after so many years, they were no longer as potent as they once were. Moreover, these Saints were all seasoned experts, adept at navigating and neutralizing traps efficiently.

"I wonder if they’ve found any treasures so far," Yan Xiaobao mused as he casually glanced down the tunnel ahead. Some sections of the walls and floor had been excavated, but no hidden spaces were visible within the exposed areas.

"It’s hard to say," Xiao Ning shrugged. "If they find all the treasures along the way from here to the end of the tunnel, what will you do about it?" he asked curiously. Although he had spent considerable time with Yan Xiaobao, he still found the white-haired youth to be enigmatic.

Hesitating for a moment, Yan Xiaobao seemed uncertain about how to respond. "I think it depends on what kind of treasures they find," he finally said slowly. "If it happens to be medicinal pills or herbal medicine, then I might take them. If it turns out to be weapons or armor, I wouldn’t mind leaving them behind."

"If it’s a rare treasure—like a soul shadow, magic items, inscriptions, or other intriguing things—then I might also take those," he continued.

"But don’t worry, even if the treasures belong to other experts, we’ll still divide them evenly," he reassured his friend. Xiao Ning absentmindedly nodded.

"I am a Saint of the Sun Kingdom," he declared suddenly. "I’m known as the Sun Shield. For me, fighting my fellow Saints over a few treasures would be beneath me. Killing them is even less desirable unless absolutely necessary. On the other hand, if Yue Liang’s Saints are the ones being robbed or harmed, that’s a different story," he continued, and Yan Xiaobao understood his meaning.

"I might rob the Sun Saints, but I wouldn’t kill them. If we were to confront the Sun Saints, I’d fight alone, but in that case, any treasures I acquire would be mine alone," he stated his terms, which brought some relief to Xiao Ning. He had been worried that Yan Xiaobao would show no mercy and indiscriminately slaughter both Sun and Moon Saints. To spare the Saints’ lives at the cost of treasures was undoubtedly a worthwhile trade.

The two experts continued moving forward, paying little attention to each other and focusing instead on the tunnel ahead. The Saints Team up front moved at a quicker pace now, having realized that Xiao Ning and Yan Xiaobao were close on their heels. To the Saints, it felt as if the two experts were overtaking them, despite maintaining a fifty-meter gap and trailing slowly behind.

The group of Saints ahead broke out in a cold sweat as their hearts pounded while their eyes repeatedly scanned the surroundings. It was painfully obvious that these two experts would use them to clear traps and perhaps steal any treasures they discovered when the opportunity arose.

"They’re monsters!" one of the leading experts muttered, carefully disarming another slow-moving trap. The others silently agreed, none daring to speak further for fear that the two experts might overhear them.

"We’re from the Sun Kingdom!" the muttering expert suddenly proclaimed with a stern expression. "I won’t be bullied by those who should be my allies. While Xiao Ning’s protégé is powerful, I doubt he has the skill to defeat all of us at once. If he can’t kill us, do you truly believe the Sun Shield himself would dare to slaughter his own Kingdom’s experts?"

His logic seemed reasonable to those walking with him, but even so, none stopped to test whether Xiao Ning would actually go so far as to attack them. If they died and word got out, Xiao Ning could easily shift the blame to other Saints to clear his name.

Although these Saints were confident Xiao Ning wouldn’t intervene, the reason they didn’t stop directly to challenge the Emperor’s decree was because they knew that, if they wielded Xiao Ning’s strength, they wouldn’t care which kingdom their opponent belonged to. While they were all part of the Sun Kingdom and willing to defend it against external threats, their loyalty ultimately lay with their own families and factions. Eliminating supporters of rival factions was something they were inclined to do.

Xiao Ning’s alliance with the King was just that—an alliance. His choice to support the King was straightforward: he didn’t want to be used as a pawn in the battle for the throne; he simply wanted to back whoever ruled. When the King passed away, who he would support would depend entirely on who won the power struggle—even Xiao Ning didn’t know that yet.

"It seems they’ve guessed your nature rather accurately," Yan Xiaobao said with a grin as he listened to the conversations of the experts ahead. Their voices were loud enough for him to hear clearly.

"If they choose to attack me, I’ll return their kindness in kind," Xiao Ning remarked nonchalantly. "But if they ignore me and focus instead on you, while I owe you many things, I won’t take sides." His expression showed evident regret, but Yan Xiaobao didn’t mind—he simply shrugged.

These experts were Two-Star and Three-Star Saints. Even if Xiao Ning, as a Four-Star Saint, could defeat these Saints, it would still be challenging. Who could say Yan Xiaobao couldn’t do the same? With his ability to manipulate Lan Feng’s power, his strength elevated to a fourth-tier level. Just imagine if the Phoenix controlled its own body, or if he transformed into Wolf Form while wielding Lan Feng’s power—that would make him far more dangerous than his human form, not to mention the divine Phoenix form of Lan Feng. These two individuals harbored extensive hidden strength, and although Xiao Ning was reluctant to interfere, defeating Yan Xiaobao would be extraordinarily difficult unless multiple Saints teamed up against him. Even then, given the fleeting window in which his full strength could be unleashed, it would undoubtedly pose a significant challenge.

As Yan Xiaobao sighed, Xiao Ning misunderstood the reason and patted the younger man’s shoulder lightly. "Don’t worry, even if they defeat you, I won’t let them kill you," he said earnestly, valuing their friendship. His words brought laughter to Yan Xiaobao, who grinned back without correcting the misunderstanding. "Thanks," he said, genuinely grateful. It was rare to encounter someone as honest and honorable as Xiao Ning.

Suddenly, Yan Xiaobao’s laughter disappeared, and he froze in his tracks. "It seems someone has finally caught up to us," he said gravely, staring intently behind them. At first, Xiao Ning didn’t hear anything, but minutes later, the sound of hurried footsteps reached his ears, accompanied by the soft glow of light emanating from the tunnel. Clearly, this group had chosen not to rely on the light stones embedded in the walls and had brought their own light sources instead.

"What a waste," Yan Xiaobao muttered. He also possessed light stones but hesitated to use them given the unknowns ahead. Xiao Ning seemed to share the same sentiment.

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