The Invincible Supreme Medical God

Chapter 1232 644: Heterogeneous Bloodline (Part 2)

These three words will forever exist in Yan Xiaobao's mind.

"Keep living..." he gently said, tears sparkling on his cheeks. "You must continue to live...."

"Don't die, Bruna..." He softly wiped the spots on the slightly protruding flower of the little creature's body. When he named it, the tiny thing seemed to recognize his aura and moved slightly.

"Hang in there. You haven't seen the world yet! I haven't even had the chance to meet you. I want to take you to see everything in the Cultivation World...."

"Keep hanging in there!" Yan Xiaobao whispered with determination. He spoke all night, continually rubbing the protrusion on the little animal. He did only what he could do; staying by the creature's side, encouraging it, praying.

Dawn broke. Then noon and evening. Eventually, the moon shone above...

On the first day, the little creature in the Beastbirth Flower struggled, becoming weaker and weaker. Yet, it did not give up. Its uncommon lineage made it difficult for its body to shatter, but it was striving.

Yan Xiaobao forgot everything else. The only concern he had was for the little creature in the Beastbirth Flower. He whispered, gently caressing it, and intently offering encouragement. He never ceased speaking, even beginning to send his spiritual power into the flower. He was uncertain if it would provide any benefit, but he tried regardless.

Gradually, the second day came and went. Then the third day, the fourth day...

Yan Xiaobao never rested. His eyes were soon bloodshot, his spiritual power had long begun to dry up. Whenever he built up the smallest bit of spiritual power internally, he would send it into the Beastbirth Flower.

His spiritual power was filled with his blessings, sorrow, and comfort. He never stopped speaking, never ceased offering encouragement. Whenever the little animal began to struggle and cry out in pain, Yan Xiaobao's soothing voice would calm it. Nonetheless, despite all this, Yan Xiaobao still noticed the fading aura of the tiny creature, while the aura of death grew more intense.

"Brussel," he murmured, "You know, when I was young, when my mom and dad were still around, I wasn't very afraid of death... In fact, I didn't even know what death was...."

"Once you feel better, I'll take you to see Uncle Li. He's really good to me, like a father..." He began recounting his past, the stories of village life, and things about the sect.

On the late night of the fourth day, even the Spiritual Beast Guardians of the four mountains, hidden deep in the abyss of heaven, sighed, watching Yan Xiaobao and the Bat Flower from afar. However, in the dark of that night, a large black dog appeared outside the guard post. It walked into the backyard and sat beside Yan Xiaobao. With an expression of sorrow, it looked inside the Beastbirth Flower at the small life, then reached out to lick the flower.

Another day passed. On the fifth night, Yan Xiaobao was utterly exhausted. To him, the past five days felt as tiring as if he had been concocting medicine for five months straight. However, he had no intention of giving up. He continued to provide comfort and encouragement. He never stopped speaking. Unfortunately, the little animal only continued to weaken. On the late night of the fifth day, it suddenly struggled for a moment, then began convulsing. After a while, it ceased moving, and the aura of death spread, completely enveloping Yan Xiaobao and the black dog.

Yan Xiaobao reached out to where the tiny creature emerged from the flower. Tears flowed down his face, he shouted, "Live! You must live!

"When the Luochen Clan tried to hunt me down, ten people tried to kill me, but I survived. They tried to kill me, so I killed them! I even broke my own arm to remain alive! You must do the same. Live! Keep living!"

Even as he shouted, he poured spiritual power into the flower. Moments later, the lifeless little creature trembled and began to struggle again. As time passed, the struggle became more intense, as if Yan Xiaobao's encouragement strengthened its desire to live.

Yan Xiaobao wiped the tears from his face and shouted: "If you want to live, you must fight for it! Control your body. Break that flower!"

The little creature began trying harder, emitting faint whimpering sounds. Whenever it struggled, it felt pain and trembled. However, it did not give up. It seemed that a strong will supported it, a continuously strengthening will that surpassed its desire to live. This power was the most important thing in its life.

"You are the ultimate combat beast! We will become lifelong companions. I raised you, I'll raise you, I won't let you die!" At this point, Yan Xiaobao's voice became hoarse from shouting, he seemed almost crazed.

For the past five days, he had been encouraging the little animal, and finally, it ceased whimpering. Instead, it let out a roar. Although its voice was weak, it was still a roar. Simultaneously, its fading life force suddenly burned like fire. It exploded majestically, and above, clouds began to flow and solidify. It was as if the willpower of this small creature led to its final battle for life.

The fluctuations that arose caught the attention of others on the North Shore. Countless disciples were shocked, and four astonished Peak Lords began rushing toward the Beast Music Academy. It was the same for ordinary disciples. Faced with the flickering, they ran toward the Beast Conservatory as the life force inside the Beastbirth Flower began to surge. As for the clouds covering above, at this moment it became thicker and thicker.

Spirit Beast Guardians, heaven, and even many eyes from Daoseed Mountain were watching. Even that dark, white-robed old man was looking, although no one could see him.

The fifth day passed, the sixth day arrived. By this time, the roar of the creature in the thorny flower had reached an earth-shattering, shocking level. The energy surging from the flower caused the exhausted Yan Xiaobao to stagger backward until he leaned against the courtyard wall. Even the large black dog was pushed back.

A rumbling sound could be heard as one side of the Beastbirth Flower was ripped open by razor-sharp claws, claws that seemed capable of tearing the air itself. Flames flickered around the claws, leaving anyone who witnessed them utterly stunned.

Then, the claws opened the flower even further, and finally... a small beast emerged!

He looked like a horse, a dog, a lizard, a crocodile, and a dragon!

He had a long horn on his head, with white hair flowing down along his back. His body was covered in black scales, his teeth were sharp. Currently, his eyes remained closed.

"That is..." a half-bald old man watched, an unusual light flashing in his eyes, his heart trembling. He never thought that the persistent little animal would truly survive. Judging from its appearance, this creature had infinite potential, even the chance to increase its bloodline order!

In the depths of the Ancient Beast Canyon, the Heavenly Ink Dragon suddenly opened its eyes, four Spirit Beast Guardians shivered. All the war beasts on the North Shore trembled.

Everyone watching gasped. Anyone with eyes could see that this little beast... was far beyond ordinary!

All four Peak Lords gasped, their eyes flashing with strange light.

"It can unleash a magical skill from birth, its claws exude flames. This means... it has a Sixth-order Bloodline! Heavens! A spiritual creature with a Sixth-order Bloodline has actually appeared in the Spirit Sect!!"

"This is the future Holy Beast Guardian of the North Shore!"

"Hahaha! The North Shore has finally birthed a spiritual creature surpassing the Heavenly Ink Dragon. Sixth-order Bloodline!"

People couldn't help but rush forward for a closer look, blocking Yan Xiaobao's line of sight as he still leaned against the wall. He didn't care. He was just happy that Brussel had overcome his ordeal. He laughed.

"As long as you're alive..."

The little beast's eyes suddenly opened, and he stared wide-eyed. They were enchanting eyes, filled with wisdom, and flickered with black flames. Clearly, this creature was searching for something.

The first action he took after opening his eyes was very important, even though none of the disciples understood, the white-robed old man was mentally shocked.

"It is searching...."

Due to the crowded people, the little beast was evidently unable to find what he desired and began to become anxious. Seemingly angry, he started to let out a roar.

At that moment...

Yan Xiaobao pushed himself off the wall. Exhausted but excited and joyful, he walked through the crowd toward the little beast.

"Brussel..." he gently called.

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