Reborn Medicine King

"You really are taking notes? You're the revered son of the Thunder Sect, after all. Isn't this a bit beneath you?"    

"It's not like we're in ancient times anymore. That title doesn't mean much now. It's better to be practical. Besides, after this, we might all have to leave the Upper Nine Heavens."    

Wan Chengfeng patted his shoulder and laughed, "Why so pessimistic? We've grown stronger over the past year. Don't underestimate yourself."    

Fang Xiang understood Wan Chengfeng's point, but he still couldn't stay calm. Everything was changing too quickly.    

Late into the night, as Jiang Fann was finishing setting up the grand formation, he suddenly sensed a fluctuation from a piece of Spirit Attached Jade he carried.    

It was from Hong Yifeng's jade, which surprised Jiang Fann. He was aware of Hong Yifeng's situation and couldn't fathom how he could be reaching out now.    

Holding the jade, he focused on it. Since the distance wasn't too great, he heard Hong Yifeng's weak voice.    

Urgently, he said, "Brother Jiang, don't come to rescue..."    

It was just a simple sentence, cut off before it was finished, leaving no further message.    

Jiang Fann stood there for a long time, frowning, as he began to piece together what might be happening.    

"It seems the medicine bottle has been delivered! But do they really think that gives them the upper hand? Idiots..."    

A cold glint flashed in Jiang Fann's eyes as he continued setting up the remaining parts of the formation. He didn't say much, just quietly worked on arranging the other formations until dawn. Only then did he attempt to activate the formation.    

At the edge of the basin, Wan Chengfeng and his companion saw the formation's barrier appear. They flew down to experience it firsthand, attempting to breach it slightly, only to feel the formidable strength of the barrier. Even Wan Chengfeng, a master at his level, couldn't enter at will.    

"This formation's defense is incredibly strong. No wonder it required so many materials."    

After confirming the formation was functioning properly, Jiang Fann gradually deactivated it, allowing the two to enter.    

He said to them, "The tokens I gave you earlier can control the formation here. You can give it a try. I need to make a trip to the capital, and then there won't be much time left to prepare."    

Wan Chengfeng asked, "Are you sure you'll be okay on your own?"    

"Don't worry, I'll be back tonight."    

With that, he said no more and flew directly toward the capital.    

Wan Chengfeng and his companion stayed behind, continuing to study the formation in front of them. They might have to fight here soon, and understanding it now would make them more adept in battle.    

As Jiang Fann approached the capital, he noticed the city gates were different from the day before. Entry now required inspection, and a formation master was setting up a formation nearby.    

Many cultivators were stuck outside the city gates, unable to enter, clearly waiting for the formation to be completed. Similarly, those inside the city were not allowed to leave through the gates. It was evident that Xing Tianyong had already started his operation, and his men believed Jiang Fann was likely still in the city.    

Jiang Fann stood outside the city gates, observing the situation before finally heading toward them. The formation being set up was not of high caliber, and Jiang Fann was confident it wouldn't reveal his disguise. As for the guards' inspections, he wasn't worried at all.    

By the time the formation was finished, the sun was already high in the sky. The guards began leading the cultivators onto the formation for inspection before allowing them into the city. When it was Jiang Fann's turn, he cooperated fully, and his disguise went unnoticed, allowing him to enter the royal city quickly.    

He headed straight for Xing Tianyong's villa without stopping. The formation he had prepared earlier wouldn't go to waste. Upon reaching the villa's vicinity, he noticed that the number of guards had significantly increased since his last visit. More cultivators, including some skilled ones, were entering the villa. For the Second Prince, it seemed that cultivators of the Mortal Separating Stage could be mobilized at will.    

At the entrance, Jiang Fann recognized a familiar face—the same cultivator who had been by Xing Tianyong's side before. However, this time, the man looked troubled, clearly having spent considerable effort over the past year.    

"Looks like everyone is back..."    

Jiang Fann muttered as he walked to a secluded corner of the courtyard. He discreetly tossed a small piece of spiritual jade into the yard, then turned and quickly disappeared around the street corner. No one noticed the small piece of jade. As he headed toward the city gate, Jiang Fann pulled out the Spirit Attached Jade belonging to Hong Yifeng. Judging by the aura, Hong Yifeng hadn't changed much since yesterday. Carefully sensing his location, Jiang Fann noted a slight movement, but he was still within the courtyard.    

The city gate was a bit crowded, but Jiang Fann managed to leave the city without much trouble. Instead of meeting up with Wan Chengfeng and the others, he stayed outside the city in a concealed area where he had previously set up an inhibition. Jiang Fann understood the current situation well and decided not to waste time, choosing instead to wait quietly for things to unfold.    

As night fell, a beam of light shot up from the courtyard of the Second Prince. It was a formation, and soon a spiritual body appeared—it was Jiang Fann. The formation began to operate on its own, bursting into flames that quickly spread around. The sudden change was immediately noticed by the cultivators in the courtyard, who hurriedly gathered to extinguish the fire. The flames weren't particularly strong, but the barrier of the formation was not easy to breach. Jiang Fann's spiritual body stood within, watching the approaching figures with a relaxed expression.    

The expert who had been tracking Jiang Fann was initially startled to see him, but quickly moved closer, intending to capture him and finally wrap up a mission that had dragged on for over a year. However, upon approaching the barrier, he realized it was merely a spiritual projection, without even a hint of breath.    

Xing Tianyong arrived promptly after receiving the news, his expression cold as he observed the phantom within the formation. "So, it's Jiang Fann. I didn't expect him to have the nerve to provoke us here again. Looks like the previous warning wasn't enough."    

At that moment, the spiritual projection spoke, directly addressing Jiang Fann. "Xing Tianyong, right? I've been training outside for over a year, and you're still trying to give me trouble. Are you holding a grudge because I didn't help you last time? Planning to get back at me?"    

Jiang Fann teased about their last encounter, causing Xing Tianyong's face to darken. He turned to the expert beside him and ordered, "Destroy this formation."    

The projection chuckled, "See, you're getting all worked up again. Bring Hong Yifeng to meet me outside the city, and I'll give you another prescription. Guaranteed to cure you, haha..."    

Fearing Jiang Fann might spout more nonsense, the expert quickly broke the formation, shattering Jiang's spiritual projection with a single strike. As the formation was destroyed, Jiang Fann, waiting outside the city, sensed it and began his preparations. He was confident that with Xing Tianyong's temper, it wouldn't be long before he showed up, though it was uncertain if he would bring Hong Yifeng along.    

Jiang Fann, though bold, wasn't arrogant enough to clash with Xing Tianyong within the city. He knew the capital was teeming with experts, and with the city's protective barrier, he could easily find himself trapped. He wasn't about to give them that chance.    

About half an hour later, a commotion stirred near the city gate. A group of over thirty cultivators, all at the Mortal Separating Stage, rushed out. Once outside, they lined up as if waiting for someone.    

Soon, Xing Tianyong emerged from the gate, accompanied by five or six cultivators. Among them were the three who had tailed Jiang Fann previously, along with a steward from the estate. One unfamiliar face caught Jiang Fann's attention; his aura was restrained, making it hard to gauge his level.    

Xing Tianyong seemed to hold this person in high regard, speaking to him in hushed tones. Behind them, another middle-aged cultivator dragged a figure out of the gate. This figure, bound by a special artifact and bearing significant injuries, was none other than Hong Yifeng.    

Jiang Fann focused on the cultivator dragging Hong Yifeng. This man had reached the peak of the Mortal Separating Stage and stood solemnly not far behind the prince. Witnessing this scene, a glow appeared in Jiang Fann's hand as he gripped the God-Slaying Blade, a slight smile playing on his lips.    

Xingtian Yong clearly underestimated him. This lineup wouldn't have been effective against them even a year ago.    

If given the chance, Jiang Fann wouldn't mind taking Hong Yifeng away right here.    

However, the Martial God Order advised Jiang Fann, "It's best not to use the God-Slaying Blade. With your current power surge, combined with the divine blood's strength, you might barely reach the Half-Step Reincarnation Stage. If you reveal an immortal treasure, it will surely attract the attention of powerful figures, making things more complicated."    

Xiaoyu added, "Master, be cautious of the cultivator behind Xingtian Yong. I can't sense his level, but he's definitely not at the Mortal Separating Stage. Among everyone here, he's probably the only one who poses a threat to you."    

Jiang Fann employed the Devil God Spell, calming himself. He put away the God-Slaying Blade and drew a royal-grade long blade. Then, he executed the Great Arts of Five Elements, harmonizing and maximizing his strength.    

The power of the immortal gold gathered on the long blade. Jiang Fann then activated the divine blood, and a searing energy surged through him. Red light enveloped him like crimson flames, giving him an eerie appearance.    

The Yin-Yang technique spun within his Qi Sea, making the spiritual energy there incredibly active as Jiang Fann's aura exploded.    

Jiang Fann was ready. As soon as Hong Yifeng moved more than a hundred yards from the city gate, he would spring into action, giving it his all.    

Xing Tianyong was scanning the area nearby. Jiang Fann's spiritual presence had told him to wait outside the city, and he had no doubt about Jiang Fann's courage. He was probably hiding somewhere, watching them right now.    

"Jiang Fann! We never really had a serious conflict. I only intended to teach you a lesson, but you insulted me again in the Zhongtian Dynasty. Today's trouble is all because of you. Hong Yifeng's injuries are your doing. I'm giving you three minutes to show yourself, or I'll cripple his limbs and energy core, making it impossible for him to train ever again. Then, let's see how good your medical skills really are!"