Reborn Medicine King

2Upon hearing what Jiang Fann said, Wan Chengfeng wasn't surprised at all; he knew Jiang Fann to be like this. Wan Chengfeng turned to Wan Xin and said, "Kiddo, maybe Jiang and I should take you back first. You've experienced the situation in the inner valley now, and with your current combat skills, it's really dangerous. If it weren't for Jiang, even I might not have made it out. Since Jiang plans to continue forward, it's probably best if you don't follow."    

    

Wan Chengfeng was serious this time; he wasn't joking. He genuinely thought this way and didn't mind taking some time to escort Wan Xin back. He had already received word from the spiritual practitioners that the big shots in the restricted area were very pleased with his family's bloodline, so he needed to be extra cautious.    

    

Wan Xin was conflicted. Usually, when she trained outside, she was among the top fighters in her group. But this time, after entering the inner valley with the two of them, she had already found herself in danger several times. Even with her uncle's strong combat skills, he couldn't keep her safe, and it was always Jiang who stepped in to resolve the trouble.    

    

Jiang had made it clear that it would be even more dangerous ahead, and she could easily lose her life if she wasn't careful. Continuing on wasn't the sensible choice for her. Despite her curiosity about the inner valley, she had to think it over carefully. If something happened to her, it wouldn't be a big deal, but if she dragged her uncle down with her, she couldn't bear it.    

    

Jiang Fann spoke up, "Let her follow along. You were only restrained by the spiritual formation, so this shouldn't happen again. If there's any trouble, just bring her into the Spiritual Treasure of Fairyland without hesitation. I'm fairly confident I can get us out of the restricted area safely. After all, that big shot isn't at full strength; it's hard to say if they're even still alive."    

    

Wan Xin looked at Jiang Fann in surprise, clearly not expecting him to say that. "Aren't you worried I'll hold you back?"    

    

Jiang Fann laughed, "Not at all. Among our peers, you're already top-notch. I can't always be out training with the old folks, can I?"    

    

Wan Chengfeng chimed in with mock annoyance, "Younger Brother Jiang, I don't like the sound of that. As a cultivator, I'm still young..."    

    

The tension eased considerably. Jiang Fann didn't mind bringing Wan Xin along, especially since she was Wan Chengfeng's relative. He didn't need the spiritual strength inheritance himself, and helping her break through would earn him a favor from the Valley of Immortals. Why not?    

    

With that, Jiang Fann moved in the direction Lin Zhan had indicated. Ahead lay an area even Lin Zhan couldn't reach. Jiang Fann would have to assimilate the spiritual strength to pass through the barrier. As for what lay inside, he had no idea.    

    

On the way, Jiang Fann shared some of his earlier discoveries with Wan Chengfeng.    

    

When I first entered the core of this space, I used other teleportation patterns to visit different areas. The situation there was no different from where we are now, so this formation covers more than one area.    

    

"However, that's about it. It doesn't extend further ahead. When I was controlling the core earlier, I sensed it too. So, how large is this inner valley? Haven't the experts from your valley explored it?"    

    

Upon hearing this, Wan Chengfeng shook his head directly. "I really don't know because not many cultivators have actually returned to the valley. Some of the elders perished inside early on. I’m not sure which areas my grandpa and dad visited. They never intended to tell me much. According to them, the only way to deal with the formation is from where we are now. Perhaps they only made it this far."    

    

Wan Xin, who evidently knew less than Wan Chengfeng, quietly followed beside them without speaking.    

    

Since this area only contained the formation, after dealing with that spirit cultivator, the three of them relaxed. At least for now, they didn't have to worry about safety.    

    

It wasn't until the next day that they arrived at a barrier. This barrier was black, making it impossible to see what lay on the other side, unlike the previous barriers they had passed through. It was a darkness so deep that it felt like stepping into the night, creating an invisible sense of pressure.    

    

Jiang Fann wasted no time and immediately infused his spiritual strength into the barrier, feeling the changes it brought. In the next moment, he felt as if he were submerged in an icy pool. Despite his recent advancements, he hadn't expected to experience such sensations.    

    

He closed his eyes, attempting to use his spiritual sense to perceive a larger area. However, the pervasive darkness, as if something might leap out at any moment, made him uneasy. He began to assimilate the spiritual strength above him, remaining vigilant and highly focused.    

    

He even sensed the unique powers from the previous formations moving within this barrier, clearly part of its defense mechanism. The spiritual strength within Jiang Fann gradually turned dark, and the aura he released became sharp and cold, as if he were practicing some dark art.    

    

Continuing in this manner would undoubtedly put immense pressure on the two people beside him. At this moment, Jiang Fann seemed on the brink of descending into a dark path, which was quite terrifying. However, they didn't disturb him and continued their own quiet training. Wan Chengfeng even found time to offer guidance to Wan Xin. As a master at the Reincarnation Stage, he could easily establish his own sect outside the valley, so advising someone at the Dao Understanding Stage was no challenge.    

    

...    

    

Inside the valley.    

    

In the ancestral temple, two of the valley's top experts sat before a statue, their brows furrowed, eyes filled with concern.    

    

"They should have arrived by now. I wonder if they'll realize it's too much for them and turn back."    

    

"With Jiang Fann having a top-tier expert by his side, I doubt they'll give up easily. They might even surpass us."    

    

"I'm just worried they might end up losing their lives. After all, they're our descendants."    

    

"Don't worry. Although the inner valley is tricky for our people, Jiang Fann and his expert aren't related to us. The restrictions there shouldn't be a big deal for them. As long as they don't overreach, they'll be fine and make it back."    

    

In the central kingdom, the palace has seen an influx of experts from other kingdoms and factions over the past few days. They're all gathered in the grand hall now.    

    

These experts hold significant status, almost all of them being top-tier, creating an impressive scene. Among them, four are current rulers, sitting at the highest positions, equal in rank.    

    

The grand hall is clearly designed with purpose, featuring nine chairs at the top, representing the nine kingdoms' thrones. The experts below are relaxed, evidently waiting for something.    

    

Night Sky appeared, feeling quite pleased. He warmly greeted the gathered practitioners.    

    

"It's been years, everyone."    

    

Seeing Night Sky, the experts stood up, showing their respect for the elder.    

    

Night Sky walked over to the ruler of the central kingdom and whispered, "Your Majesty, those two elders haven't shown up yet. Should we wait a bit longer for them?"    

    

The emperor shook his head and sighed, "They probably won't come. We've waited for them for three days, and those who haven't shown up by now likely never will. Let's get started. Bring him up; it's time for everyone to meet the Holy Son."    

    

Night Sky didn't hesitate any longer. He clapped his hands, and his voice echoed throughout the grand hall, clear to all the cultivators present.    

    

"Welcome the Holy Son!"    

    

In an instant, the four emperors stood up, and everyone turned their attention to the entrance of the hall.    

    

At the doorway, Fang Xiang walked in nervously. Seeing the group of prominent figures present, it all felt surreal, like a dream. He recognized these cultivators, though he had never spoken to many of them. Most were legendary figures, and in terms of status, probably only the master of the Nine Heavens Pavilion could stand beside them.    

    

With so many powerful individuals watching him, even someone as adept as Fang Xiang couldn't help but feel a bit anxious.    

    

At that moment, a flash of black light appeared beside him, and the Black Wolf emerged, looking completely at ease as it glanced at the powerful figures in the room.    

    

"Wow! You guys have really gotten strong..."    

    

Despite its words, the Black Wolf quickly communicated with Fang Xiang.    

    

"Master, you are the Holy Son of the Thunder Sect. These folks will eventually bow to you. Within the sect, your status is far above theirs. Don't lose your momentum. Use the Thunder God's Technique to summon the Thunder God's Armor and the Sun Thunder Pearl. Give them a good show of strength. With Night Sky here, you have nothing to worry about; you'll definitely come out on top."    

    

Following the black wolf's advice, Fang Xiang released his spiritual strength, though he could hardly fathom what was about to happen. In an instant, the Thunder God's Spell took effect, transforming his entire demeanor. Arcs of electricity enveloped his body, his hair stood on end, and his eyes turned silver, resembling the descent of a thunder god.    

    

The Holy Son's token transformed into a divine garment, and the Sun Thunder Pearl hovered around him. Witnessing this spectacle, the prominent figures present all bowed their heads, unable to meet Fang Xiang's gaze.    

    

Under the influence of the Thunder God's Spell, Fang Xiang's senses were heightened, allowing him to notice the situation among these experts. Most of them wore the disciples' tokens of the Dry Thunder Sect, similar to those of Jiang Fann and Wan Chengfeng. Even the four emperors seated in high positions bore the same tokens, confirming the black wolf's words.    

    

Inside the grand hall, the assembled experts spoke in unison, "Welcome back, Holy Son!"    

    

Fang Xiang made his way to the high seat. The four emperors vacated their positions and joined the other experts below, while Ye Changtian remained in the high seat, prompting Fang Xiang to take the throne. This gesture sent a shiver through Fang Xiang, even in his empowered state, causing him to hesitate momentarily.    

    

However, the black wolf's spiritual strength compelled him to sit on the throne. The wolf then reverted to its original form, lying beside him, its eyes fixed on the assembled experts, clearly observing something.    

    

The black wolf's eyes flickered with a deep, meaningful gaze, but it didn't say anything more.    

    

Fang Xiang released waves of spiritual energy, and soon a soul imprint was activated. A phantom appeared next to Jiang Fann—it was the apparition of the Formation Spirit.    

    

The Formation Spirit glanced at the people below and then spoke, "After so many years, it's heartening to see that the Thunder Sect still remembers..."