The Invincible Supreme Medical God

Chapter 796 - 454: The Fighting Saint_2

"They are not Saints from the Sun Kingdom," Yan Xiaobao imitated Xiao Ning’s words from before the battle began. "I’ll leave the rest of the work to you," he shamelessly continued as he sat behind the old man. "I believe this will help you balance your energy, now that you’ve ascended to the Fourth Star," he added, utterly carefree, as he leaned back against the stone wall with his hands behind his head.

Seeing Yan Xiaobao’s behavior, Xiao Ning didn’t know how to respond. At first, he wanted to laugh, but then he wanted to cry. Wasn’t he being reduced to a mere cleaner? To preserve his energy, Yan Xiaobao went all out for him. Although he felt somewhat mistreated, he remembered the gifted golden pill and cracked a smile. He owed this young man a lot. If Yan Xiaobao wanted to take it easy while fighting against experts, then why not let him? Xiao Ning stepped forward with that in mind. Once he moved, golden energy surged from Wu Wei’s body and rushed ahead of him, creating a light screen that encompassed the entire tunnel.

With a harrumph, he created another light screen similar to the one in front of him, but this one appeared behind the expert who was currently engaged in battle with Hui Yue and Xiao Ning. As he gestured, the two light screens began moving toward each other.

Watching the two light screens slowly approach each other, the Saints began to feel fear. Their strongest attacks were hurled at the screens, but this only caused brief tremors. A tiny crack appeared at one point, but Xiao Ning’s energy quickly repaired it. He was clearly in complete control of the situation.

Watching this trap unfold, Yan Xiaobao turned away, horrified. Without a doubt, this was one of the simplest methods to deal with multiple experts simultaneously, but it was truly terrifying—and he had a front-row seat to watch these experts crushed into fleshy pulp.

Yan Xiaobao was by no means a young man afraid of death or gore, but as the screams of these experts began, he had to admit this was one of the most horrifying killing methods he had ever seen. It was almost comparable to the attacks of the Soul-devouring Beast that Yan Xiaobao had deployed during wartime. Only when silence loomed in the air did Xiao Ning finally dispel the two light barriers.

Looking at Yan Xiaobao, he was surprised to find that the young man neither vomited nor appeared sick in any way. Everyone he knew would criticize him for killing in such a manner; however, it’s not as if he had many choices. His specialty was shields, and his attacks were unconventional. Therefore, he used his superior shielding power to crush his enemies.

"Do you think your storage stone is getting a bit cluttered?" Yan Xiaobao stood up and walked to Xiao Ning’s side, gazing at the flesh, bones, and blood tangled with scraps of clothing. Hair. The scene was grotesque, and Yan Xiaobao didn’t want to endure it any longer.

Xiao Ning didn’t respond, and as Yan Xiaobao looked at him, he noticed the older man’s pale face. Staring at the fleshy pulp, Xiao Ning suddenly turned away, retched quietly, and couldn’t endure the sight he’d created. Feeling a hint of pity for the big man, Yan Xiaobao retrieved a red pill and tossed it to Xiao Ning.

Seeing the pill, Xiao Ning didn’t concern himself about whether it might be poisonous and immediately popped it into his mouth. As soon as it dissolved on his tongue, he felt his weakness fade away rapidly, and all the energy he’d previously exhausted flowed back into him. He sighed, grabbed a water bottle from his storage stone, splashed water over his face, and then nodded at Yan Xiaobao.

"Let’s keep moving. Maybe those lucky bastards ahead have already found something valuable."

Hearing Xiao Ning’s words, Yan Xiaobao looked at the older man and couldn’t help but laugh—a brief smirk that quickly returned. Indeed, they had spent some time dealing with the Saints chasing them from behind, but now the group they had been pursuing was nowhere to be seen.

Nevertheless, both experts were refreshed. They had successfully dealt with some competitors, despite the gruesome ways they’d met their ends, and were soon forgotten. The only thing bothering Yan Xiaobao was the fact that the storage stone was far too coated in gore to carry it around.

Yan Xiaobao left behind the Saints Team that had sealed their fate by attacking him and felt no regret. Even if those experts had been part of the Sun Kingdom, he would have reacted in the same way. In these tunnels, your nation of origin and external status did not matter. This was a truly dog-eat-dog world, where the strongest gained wealth and the weakest were pushed aside. If the Saints duo hadn’t proven this by stealing from many weaker cultivators along the way, other Saints had repeatedly tried to snatch from Yan Xiaobao, grossly underestimating his power.

"You tried to kill me," he said coldly, eyes gleaming. "So why can’t I kill you?" Xiao Ning clearly heard his words, even through the choking noise from the fleshy pulp. Time and again, he felt relieved to be at Yan Xiaobao’s side, even if he had once feared this young man. Without the two golden pills he’d received from Yan Xiaobao, he would still have been a three-star Saint, someone Yan Xiaobao wouldn’t have considered worth his time. But now, he was far stronger than your average Saint.