Reborn Medicine King

"Take him away from the back mountain."    

Tao Zhen glanced at Jiang Fann and noticed an unfamiliar coldness in his demeanor, a stark contrast to the Jiang Fann he knew.    

Jia Yi was equally shocked, clearly not expecting this reaction. It was their first meeting, and despite countless expectations, he hadn't anticipated Jiang Fann's decisiveness.    

"Master, I have great potential. I've self-taught myself to the level of a Heaven Rank Pharmacist. I promise I won't disappoint you."    

But Jiang Fann simply closed his eyes, saying nothing more. Seeing this, Tao Zhen took Jia Yi by the arm and led him away.    

Though puzzled by Jiang Fann's behavior, Tao Zhen understood that Jiang Fann must have his reasons for such a choice.    

Jia Yi was stunned, unable to comprehend the situation. He believed he had shown enough determination, yet the outcome was unexpected.    

Back at the Heaven Pavilion area, Tao Zhen sighed.    

"Don't lose heart. The Master is usually busy and might not have time to mentor disciples. He probably doesn't want to waste your time. Maybe you should reconsider..."    

After speaking, Tao Zhen saw Jia Yi still standing there in a daze and could only shake his head in resignation, saying nothing more.    

Jia Yi, feeling like a shell of himself, walked aimlessly down the mountain, only stopping once he reached the gates.    

He glanced back toward the direction of the Back Mountain, a flicker of coldness in his eyes, before stepping onto the teleportation array and leaving Myriad Clouds Mountain without a word.    

In the Back Mountain, the voice of the ancient tree echoed in Jiang Fann's ear. "That kid worked hard. I didn't expect you to turn him down so decisively. After your rejection, it seems he no longer has any attachment to the Pavilion."    

Jiang Fann didn't respond, clearly uninterested in explaining. Despite his calm appearance, countless images flashed through his mind—memories buried deep from before his rebirth.    

After a long while, he opened his eyes, his gaze now completely serene. He looked toward the distant clouds and murmured to himself, "Destiny, huh... they should all still be there..."    

He then stood up and summoned Xiao Mo.    

Xiao Mo looked at Jiang Fann with curiosity. "Master, do you have any instructions?"    

Jiang Fann replied, "I’ll be away for a few days. Stay here at Myriad Clouds Mountain. If a rift opens in the Great World, we’ll be notified. You should go handle it when the time comes. Otherwise, just wait for me here."    

He hesitated for a moment, then glanced toward the ancient tree. "You can take that little dragon with you."    

Xiao Mo nodded. "Understood."    

Without further words, Jiang Fann flew off in another direction, leaving Myriad Clouds Mountain by soaring through the air from the Back Mountain rather than taking the main entrance.    

Without any warning, Jiang Fann decided to leave. Xiao Yu, being Jiang Fann's immortal treasure and connected to his spiritual sense, could feel the shift in his emotions. She noticed that Jiang Fann, who was usually composed, seemed unsettled. When he saw that young man earlier, a fleeting but genuine hint of hostility arose within him.    

She asked, "Master, have you met that young man before? It's rare for someone to affect you like this."    

Jiang Fann replied, "You could say we've crossed paths. It reminded me of something."    

Xiao Yu didn't press further. If Jiang Fann wanted to share more, he would do so without her prompting, and clearly, he wasn't inclined to elaborate now.    

Jiang Fann flew through the air, surveying everything below, until he reached a nearby faction. Using his status with the Heaven Pavilion, he accessed their teleportation array, heading toward the northwest of Tianyao Wilderness.    

A few days later, Jiang Fann arrived in a bustling city. To the north of the city stood a mountain, home to a highly esteemed sect in the area. Once there, Jiang Fann made his way toward the northern city gate, indicating his destination lay beyond the city.    

Near the northern gate, Jiang Fann effortlessly found a familiar, person-high rock outside the city. With a light leap, he perched atop the rock, quietly watching the direction of the city gate, as if waiting for something.    

Jiang Fann watched the steady stream of young people leaving the city and heading up the mountain, each filled with hope for the future. They came from the city and nearby areas, eager to join the mountain sects, which represented a dream for many. However, while many left with hope, they often returned with disappointment. Not everyone could achieve their dreams, but youth always symbolized hope.    

Jiang Fann sat on this rock for several days, unnoticed by others. He was immersed in feeling the power of the Heavenly Dao and reflecting on his inner thoughts, which was a form of cultivation in itself.    

Meanwhile, the five immortal treasures, including the Martial God Token, were isolated from Jiang Fann's spiritual sense, engaged in their own conversation.    

Even the God-Slaying Blade, in seclusion, couldn't help but speak up: "What’s gotten into the master lately?"    

"Qiankun, you've been with him the longest. You should know something, right?"    

"How would I know? When I started following the Young Master, he was already on the rise. Everything traces back to that day with the young man wanting to become his disciple. I can't figure out what happened."    

Xiao Yu added, "When the master saw that young man, his first instinct was to swat him away, but he quickly held back. The young man didn't seem to have done anything wrong, and it looked like it was his first time meeting the master. I can't figure out what upset him."    

"Some things might be easy to explain," said the speaker, "but they just can't be put into words right now. Maybe we'll all understand in time."    

As they talked, Jiang Fann, who had been quiet until then, suddenly smirked, his gaze fixed on the road ahead.    

A young figure emerged from the mountain, looking dejected and frustrated. He trudged toward the city, clearly having failed the sect's test.    

Near the city gate, two guards spotted him and blocked his path.    

One guard sneered, "Well, if it isn't Wang Wuyin! Looks like you got turned down again, huh? How many times is that this year?"    

The other guard chuckled, "You should be asking how many years it's been. If I remember right, our genius Wang has been trying since he was ten. It's been nine years now. They kindly told him not to bother anymore, but he still thinks he can sneak in. It's hilarious."    

"I don't get why the Sun family's daughter is interested in a loser like him. She could be the mayor's wife."    

Wang Wuyin didn't respond and tried to slip past them. But the guards were intent on giving him a hard time, constantly shifting to block his way. With his limited skills, Wang Wuyin attempted to push through but was shoved back, landing on the ground.    

The two guards laughed for a moment before returning to their posts. Wang Wuyin sat on the ground, giving a wry smile. Just as he was about to stand, a hand reached out to help him up.    

Surprised, he looked up to see a young man with a friendly face. Wang Wuyin nodded and took the offered hand, getting to his feet with the stranger's help. The young man was Jiang Fann.    

"Thanks!"    

Jiang Fann looked him over and then chuckled, "I didn't expect you'd have this kind of personality from such a young age, Wang Wuyin!"    

Wang Wuyin was taken aback, clearly not expecting the stranger to know his name, as they had never met before.    

Not far away, the two guards were also watching Jiang Fann, frowning slightly. They had been annoyed that he helped Wang Wuyin, but they didn't get angry because he seemed familiar, like someone they'd seen before.    

"You know me? Who are you?"    

Jiang Fann didn't waste any time and said directly, "I'm Jiang Fann from the Heaven Pavilion at Myriad Clouds Mountain. I want to take you as my apprentice. What do you think?"    

The two guards were shocked when they heard Jiang Fann's words. The Heaven Pavilion at Myriad Clouds Mountain was the strongest sect for any cultivator, and Jiang Fann was a renowned figure, the master of the Pavilion, considered a savior. Even the reconstruction of the Celestial Palace hadn't diminished his standing.    

A few years ago, the palace had distributed a portrait of him, so all the guards had seen it, which is why he looked familiar to them.    

Although Wang Wuyin had never joined a sect, he was very familiar with the name Jiang Fann. When Wang Wuyin aspired to become a cultivator, Jiang Fann was at the peak of his fame across the Nine Desolations. At that time, Jiang Fann was the dream of most young people.    

He never imagined that this legendary figure would appear here now and even offer to take him as a disciple.    

Wang Wuyin knew his own potential was lacking; otherwise, he would have passed the sect's tests long ago.    

Jiang Fann handed Wang Wuyin a token from the Heaven Pavilion. "Take your time to think it over. Keep the token, and when you're ready, come find me at Myriad Clouds Mountain."    

He then gave Wang Wuyin a Hundred Treasures Bag. "Make sure your mother is settled before you come."    

Without saying anything more, Jiang Fann turned and flew away, quickly disappearing into the horizon.    

Wang Wuyin stood there, stunned, unable to utter a single word.    

The two guards approached him, first glancing at the token in his hand, their eyes widening.    

"It's really a token from the Heaven Pavilion!"    

"How could this guy..."    

They stopped mid-sentence, swallowing their words. They never would have dreamed that the city's well-known failure would catch Jiang Fann's attention and even be chosen as his disciple. If this got out, no one would believe it.    

Wang Wuyin snapped back to reality and focused his mind on the Hundred Treasures Bag. Inside, he discovered a pill furnace, some cultivation techniques, and a few spiritual stones and materials—items of considerable value that he had never seen before. He was still trying to wrap his head around it all.    

The two guards who had bullied him earlier were now too intimidated to continue. With the token in hand, Wang Wuyin was effectively a disciple of the Heaven Pavilion, a status that was akin to reaching the stars for any cultivator in their city.    

Just then, a girl emerged from the city. She was strikingly beautiful. Noticing the dust on Wang Wuyin, she glared at the two guards, "You're picking on him again!"    

The guards quickly returned to their posts, clearly too afraid to speak up.    

Wang Wuyin, however, was thrilled to see the girl, completely unconcerned about the dust on him. "Hey, can you help me check if this is real..." he said, handing over the Heaven Pavilion token.    

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