Reborn Medicine King

For the first time, the emperor glanced at Jiang Fann and his companion but didn't say much. He turned to the two experts from the Sui Dynasty and said, "Don't trouble them. Everything that happened before ends today. You'll escort Li Xingchen back to the capital. As for the matters with the Zhongtian Dynasty, Elder Ye will explain when the time comes."    

"Understood!"    

The emperor and Ye Changtian didn't pay any more attention to the crowd. They left with the black wolf and Fang Xiang, clearly unconcerned about what would happen to Jiang Fann and his group.    

Jiang Fann went over to Hong Yifeng, gave him some medicine, and used his skills to heal his injuries. Wan Chengfeng stood guard nearby, keeping a wary eye on the remaining cultivators. But with those two gone, he wasn't too worried. Xiao Mo could handle the ones left.    

Li Xingchen watched Wan Chengfeng and the others with a complicated expression, saying nothing, though it was clear he was struggling to accept the situation.    

Meanwhile, Xingtian Yong struggled to his feet and shouted to his three companions, "Help me capture those two. I'll take responsibility for whatever happens."    

Nan Xing, however, held him back, looking resigned. He wanted to help his apprentice, but the emperor's orders were clear, and they couldn't be disobeyed.    

The two experts shook their heads, and one of them spoke up.    

"Your Highness, things are completely different now. Even the Emperor has personally intervened. I don't need to say more, do I? They've really hit the jackpot, especially that Fang Xiang. Who would've thought that in just a year, he'd go from rags to riches..."    

The other expert added, "Fang Xiang is no longer someone you can afford to offend. He's now recognized as the Holy Son of the Thunder Sect. More than half of the nine dynasties..."    

He trailed off, noticing Jiang Fann and his companion listening intently, curiosity evident on their faces. He decided to keep quiet.    

Turning to Nan Xing, he said, "When I mention the Holy Son of the Thunder Sect, you should understand the gravity of the situation. Spend the next ten years in retreat and explain everything to the prince, so he can come to terms with it."    

With that, he addressed the remaining warriors, "You've all heard what the Emperor said. This matter ends here. Return with me to the prince's estate and remain in seclusion for a year. No one is to leave."    

He then approached Li Xingchen and flew with him towards the capital, ignoring Jiang Fann and his companion.    

Nan Xing left with a reluctant Xing Tianyong, and the others followed suit.    

In the now desolate basin, only Jiang Fann and his two companions remained. Wan Chengfeng sat beside Jiang Fann, watching as he tended to Hong Yifeng's injuries with his Medicine Arts.    

"Did we really solve it that easily?"    

He could hardly believe it at the moment. Just a while ago, when he joined Night Sky in action, he was ready to retreat at any moment. He never expected the situation to change so drastically.    

Jiang Fann was clearly still trying to calm down.    

"It seems we underestimated the significance of the Dry Thunder Sect's Holy Son title. That expert didn't finish his sentence earlier. Could it be that more than half of the nine dynasties are connected to the Dry Thunder Sect?"    

Wan Chengfeng said, "I’m not sure about that, but today it seems likely. The emperor of the Sui Tian Dynasty, who rarely shows up, treated Fang Xiang with such respect upon their first meeting. I'm starting to regret not accepting the offer to become the Holy Son back then."    

Jiang Fann laughed, "It doesn't matter who holds the title. But you and Fang Xiang are different. You're destined to leave the Upper Nine Heavens. He might not have the talent to reach that level, so this title is definitely a good thing for him. Who knows when he'll be back."    

At this point, Hong Yifeng had regained much of his composure. He had witnessed everything and couldn't hide his excitement.    

"I really have to thank you both this time. I thought I'd never leave the royal city."    

"If it weren't for us, you wouldn't have been caught by Xing Tianyong. But after this, no one will dare to mess with you."    

Jiang Fann finished speaking and took out a few bottles of medicine, filled with high-quality healing pills.    

"Take these pills, one every five hours. In less than three days, the lingering issues you've been dealing with will be completely healed, and you'll be able to resume your training."    

At that moment, a figure flew in from a distance, urgency written all over his face. He was a burly man, somewhat disheveled in appearance, but his eyes were bright, and his skills had reached the third level of the Reincarnation Realm.    

Upon seeing this man, Hong Yifeng quickly stood up and embraced him in a bear hug.    

"Father!"    

This was Hong Qixiong, the head of the Hong Sect. After learning that his son had been captured, he tried every possible way to get him back, but unfortunately, he couldn't even get an audience with Xingtian Yong. He had been working tirelessly within the borders of the Sui Dynasty, hoping for a chance to rescue his son, but it had been over six months of waiting.    

Not long ago, he sensed his son's presence leaving the capital, so he rushed over immediately. He had just arrived and hadn't witnessed the previous battle, but the chaotic spiritual energy lingering in the area allowed him to imagine the intensity of the fight.    

"Did you save my son?"    

Jiang Fann replied awkwardly, "To be precise, we got him caught by Xingtian Yong."    

Hong Qixiong responded, "That doesn't matter. Even if it wasn't you, he might have ended up in a similar situation because of someone else. The fact that you managed to rescue him shows how difficult it was. Regardless, thank you. This is your reward and my gratitude to both of you. Please accept it."    

Jiang Fann directly declined.    

"Sir, Hong Yifeng is our friend. No matter where he is or who has him, we're going to help. We haven't thought about anything else. He's seriously injured now, so getting him back to recover is our priority. We returned late this time, and we hope you'll forgive us."    

Hong Qixiong nodded, aware of the severity of Hong Yifeng's injuries.    

Before Hong Yifeng could explain, Jiang Fann and Wan Chengfeng exchanged a glance and flew off. They didn't forget to tell Hong Yifeng that he could reach out if he ever needed help again.    

Once they left, Hong Yifeng explained everything to Hong Qixiong, who was quite shocked by the story. As for Hong Yifeng's injuries, although his energy was still weak, they weren't as serious anymore. Jiang Fann had already treated him quite a bit; he just needed time to recover.    

Initially, Hong Qixiong was upset that Hong Yifeng got caught because of them, but now he couldn't say much more.    

Meanwhile, after flying away from the valley, Jiang Fann and his companion soon found a place to stop. They were perceptive enough to detect a hint of displeasure in Hong Qixiong's tone. He clearly understood what his son had endured over the past six months, all because of Jiang Fann and his friend, so they chose not to explain further.    

Despite the misunderstanding, the two weren't upset. After all, the issue was resolved, and their show of strength had the desired effect. It probably wouldn't be long before word spread completely. During the fight, some onlookers were watching from outside the basin. These onlookers had followed along with Xingtian Yong and his group. His words at the city gate piqued their interest, and seeing him bring out Nanxing, they sensed something big was happening, so they followed and witnessed everything.    

However, once the emperor appeared, they all scattered, clearly wary of offending the big shots and equally cautious about the two young men. Wan Chengfeng sat on the ground, leaning against a tree, reflecting on the recent battle with a hint of disappointment on his face.    

Jiang Fann chuckled, "Why the long face?"    

"I didn't get to help much. So many experts showed up at once, and my skills are clearly still a notch below theirs."    

"So what? You're already the strongest among your peers. Even in a more competitive world, you'd hold your own. Those today were all old hands. Besides, you saved Hong Yifeng. If not, Xingtian Yong could've used him to threaten us, which would've been tricky to handle."    

Wan Chengfeng clearly didn’t agree with Jiang Fann’s attempt at comfort and said, “A loss is a loss. Hopefully, there will be another chance to gain the legacy.”    

His eyes lit up as he continued, “Speaking of legacies, don’t we have one in our Immortal Valley?”    

He turned to Jiang Fann, “Want to come with me to check it out?”    

Jiang Fann chuckled, “I’m up for it, but weren’t you planning not to go back?”    

“That was before. Our Immortal Valley was once a forbidden zone. Later, when the powerful beings there passed away, my ancestors happened to train there and claimed that blessed land. Over the years, we’ve discovered many unique things. Given your expertise in formations and your Divine Eye, you might uncover something new.”    

“Why do I feel like you’re up to something?”    

Wan Chengfeng laughed, “As you said before, I don’t plan to stay in the upper realms forever. I need to find ways to improve my skills. I only received half of the legacy last time; the rest should be enough to boost me a minor stage.”    

Jiang Fann nodded, “Then I’d love to see it. But let’s wait for Fang Xiang to return. Who knows what those two big shots wanted with him? Maybe we should have gone with him.”    

“Go with him? What if it was a trap? We’d be walking right into it. Let’s wait and see if there’s any news from the Central Dynasty. I don’t want to be on anyone’s radar.”    

Talking about the Zhongtian Dynasty, Jiang Fann chuckled, "The drinks at Drunken Immortal Tavern are pretty good. Don't you want to go back for a couple more?"    

Wan Chengfeng wasn't upset; instead, he seemed quite calm. "Some things are beyond our control. It's not just my problem. I better not cause any trouble. Some things are best left in the past."    

Hearing this, Jiang Fann gazed into the sky, lost in thought, recalling many figures in his mind. "Can you really leave it behind... probably not..."    

...    

Meanwhile, at the city gate, Night Sky and the emperor of the Sui Dynasty, two formidable figures, were walking alongside a giant wolf. The wolf carried a young man on its back, instantly drawing the attention of everyone near the gate, leaving them all in shock.    

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