The Invincible Supreme Medical God-Chapter 1107 - 588: Spiritual Flow Sect

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"Currently, there are nine great clans belonging to the Spiritual Flow Sect, all of which are Dignity Clans. This is a truly glorious and honorable position."

When Yan Xiaobao heard this explanation, a somewhat sad expression appeared on his face. His spirit suddenly sank, and he looked miserably at Li Qinghou, then returned to the side of the Sect Leader.

He didn't know what to say. Although the status of a Reputation Disciple seemed incredible, the fact was, it was created for the descendants of the deceased. But he was still alive... Sadly, Yan Xiaobao was now in the unfortunate state of being jealous of his own descendants.

"Thank you... Sect Leader..." he said sadly, lacking the ability to speak.

The sect leader Zheng Yuandong awkwardly cleared his throat. "From today onward, you may call me Brother Sect Leader."

The issue of making Yan Xiaobao an apprentice of his own master arose because he thought Yan Xiaobao sacrificed his life. But now that he was alive, it led to a rather awkward situation. Despite many years of experience, the leader of this sect now had a twenty-year-old calling him Elder. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

"Really?" Yan Xiaobao asked, his eyes widening. Suddenly, he felt much better. He entered the temple hall with high hopes, only for them to be cruelly crushed. This led to his bad mood. But now, the situation had changed.

"Given your exceptional service, and considering you have no formal master, I have taken on the responsibility of accepting you as my own apprenticeship. Therefore, from now on, you can call me 'Senior Brother.'" The sect leader felt less awkward.

Yan Xiaobao took a deep breath, his eyes filled with excitement. He suddenly felt truly valued by the sect. The master's position within the sect would definitely be listed among the main elders, which filled Yan Xiaobao's eyes with excitement.

"From now on," he thought, "no one dares to bully me, nor would they dare to mess with such an outstanding master! Hahaha!" His heart raced with joy, his hands clenched tightly, and he bowed deeply.

"Thank you very much, Brother Sect Leader," he said, sounding quite happy. "Brother Sect Leader, where exactly is our master? I would like to pay my respects."

A peculiar expression appeared on the face of the sect leader, who slowly said, "There's no rush. Before he passed away during meditation, he painted a portrait of himself, hanging on the back of the mountain. I've arranged for a few people to escort you there soon."

Yan Xiaobao felt as if he had been struck by lightning. "Passed away during meditation... worshiped at the back of the mountain..."

His jaw dropped as the words echoed in his mind. After a long time, he pulled himself together... He had become the apprentice of a master who had already passed away.

"I..." Yan Xiaobao now began to speak angrily, his thoughts buzzing. His heart sank again, he wanted to cry, although no tears would come. In his daze, he allowed himself to be guided to the back of the mountain, where he paid formal respects to his master's portrait. Afterward, he left Mount Daoseed and returned to Xiangyun Peak.

On Xiangyun Peak, numerous disciples hurriedly greeted him. Curious expressions were visible in their eyes, and someone even kindly took him to see his own tombstone.

When Yan Xiaobao saw the tombstone, everything seemed to turn dark.

Finally, he found himself back in his yard, sitting dazedly in his small wooden cabin, anger building inside him. "I... I became the apprentice of a painting..."

A few days later, he was still there, looking quite miserable. Half a month passed before he managed to pull himself together.

He sighed miserably and left his residence to look for Big Fat Zhang, reminiscing about the past. However, as he walked out, he met an Outer Sect Disciple, who immediately clasped his hands together and bowed deeply.

"Greetings, Uncle Bai."

Yan Xiaobao took a few more steps, then stopped and turned, eyes gleaming, and grabbed the Outer Sect Disciple, pulling him over.

"What did you just call me?"

"Uncle Zong!" the Outer Sect Disciple responded immediately. "Sir, you are the young brother of the Sect Leader. Naturally, disciples would call you Uncle Bai!"

Yan Xiaobao's fist relaxed a bit, his eyes began to shine even more brightly. His heart also began to pound. This new status of his wasn't so bad after all. He had incredible qualifications...

He licked his lips and started laughing, which scared the Outer Sect Disciple so much that he began to retreat awkwardly, unsure of what madness had overtaken Yan Xiaobao.

Yan Xiaobao suddenly stopped laughing. He cleared his throat, held himself with the air of a sect member, and nodded slightly at the Outer Sect Disciple. He did not go looking for Big Fatty Zhang, but instead looked forward eagerly to visiting the assignment office.

Because... that's where most people were.

Meanwhile, Li Qinghou had already returned to Xiangyun Peak and was meditating in seclusion. Sitting cross-legged, he thought for a moment, then waved his hand. With a serious expression, he began concocting pills.

"Xiao Chun is stubborn and mischievous. I need to prepare a life-saving magic item for him. Unfortunately, I'm not very good at device forging, but I can make a batch of Nine Ultimates Pills to trade with Pill Stream Sect... When they find out that I'm preparing a magic item for Qi Condensation disciples, those young relative, they will definitely tear me apart." Li Qinghou shook his head but didn't mind. In order to concoct the Nine Ultimates Pills, he would have to use some of his own heart's blood, but when he thought of how close Yan Xiaobao had come to death, he resolved his Qi, cleared his mind, and prepared to start concocting. Yan Xiaobao was the kind who liked to find joy in anything... Now he has discovered the joy in being the young brother of the Sect Leader, he could not be happier. He roamed the sect's mountain paths until he saw the assignment office in the distance.