The Invincible Supreme Medical God

"I've invited everyone with even the slightest influence in Muchuan City," he said with a smile, "including the Third Prince, the City Lord, and Zhan Weisheng." Hearing the names of some key figures from the Sun Kingdom's capital, Hui Zuyue couldn't help but hope they had accepted his invitation. The City Lord and Zhan Weisheng were two individuals he wanted to approach, so they could eventually form an alliance. As for the Third Prince, it was because he wished to confront the man who had sworn to kill him. "Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer" was an old-world adage he was intimately familiar with. If he could find a way to persuade the Third Prince to offer him friendship, Yan Xiaobao would be delighted. The butterflies in his stomach intensified as he braced with anticipation for the evening ahead.

Soon, they arrived at the entrance, where a servant was waiting to greet the incoming guests, surrounded by guards. The servant was there to welcome the invited guests, while the guards ensured no uninvited individuals entered the banquet. Upon seeing Yan Xiaobao, the group of guards collectively bowed, and the servants rushed forward to lead them into the banquet hall. As they entered, the servant cleared his throat, his mere gesture drawing everyone's attention. Nobles and merchants inside the hall were all impatiently curious to see which celebrity had arrived at the castle next. However, this time, as they saw the crowd approaching the wide-open double doors leading to the spacious banquet, a hushed silence fell over the room. At the center of the group was Yan Xiaobao, a handsome young man with snow-white hair, porcelain-like skin, and deep, icy-blue eyes.

Behind him were two young men—Gao Yan and Ma Kong—both dressed in black attire. Many people scanned them briefly, noting the Ma Family crest prominently displayed on Ma Kong's attire. The symbol was enough to capture people's attention. Known in the capital for his diligence and ability to secure advantageous deals for his family, Ma Kong's standing had always drawn the focus of nobles. Gao Yan's outfit also displayed his family crest—though he wasn't of noble birth but a commoner, his emblem held no lesser significance. The crest, which symbolized the Black Market Auction House, was widely recognized; the black lion displayed on his chest left no room for ambiguity. Gao Yan was someone who knew everything—no matter what intelligence one sought, this man could provide the answers.

While these two figures were prominent personalities, on the other hand, Xu Biao was entirely unknown to the assembled guests. No one had encountered him before, the man who marked documents and categorized sensitive material in his office. Despite this, he was no less astonishing to behold. Walking behind the group of renowned experts, he exuded an aura that was impossible to ignore. His tall physique and commanding presence demanded respect from everyone around him. Since arriving in Divine City as the leader of the Merchant Guild, Xu Biao carried an air of authority and power that clung to him like an indelible mark.

The room's silence extended to the cultivators mingling within; nobody dared utter a word. The servant introducing the group cleared his throat repeatedly, feeling beads of sweat form on his forehead. His hands clenched tightly to keep them from trembling as he spoke. "Allow me to introduce the master of this mansion and tonight's banquet host, Lord Yan Xiaobao, accompanied by Lord Deng Wu, Lord Cai Jie, Lord Ma Kong, Lord Gao Yan, and Lord Xu Biao."

The servant distinctly and carefully enunciated each name before bowing deeply to the room full of guests. Then, he retreated toward the front door, secretly hoping no more notable guests would arrive. He didn't want the anxiety and dread of encountering yet another striking figure that would unsettle him. The thought of what his new master might think of the agitation in a servant's heart crossed his mind momentarily, but he quickly shook his head and dismissed it.

As silence continued to blanket the banquet hall, Yan Xiaobao noticed the unspoken tension as everyone stared openly at him and his companions. Taking a step forward, he radiated a wide yet impeccably polite smile. "Dear guests! I'm pleased to see so many of you here tonight in my humble mansion," he began, taking another step forward before continuing. "I've invited everyone in Muchuan City for this delightful evening to get to know each of you. I've traveled far and wide, seen many sights, but I've never found a place to call home—a place where I truly belong."

"I hope tonight will allow me to grow closer to the beautiful city of Muchuan, and to better understand those who have contributed to making this city known across the world. Someday, I hope that I can become as respected and renowned as my esteemed guests and in turn earn your respect."

"Tonight, I must thank my dear friend and military brother, Ma Kong, along with his Ma family, for their tremendous assistance in organizing and hosting this event. Their support, not only for tonight's preparations but throughout my journey, has been immense," Yan Xiaobao said as he offered heartfelt praise for his lifelong friend. "I'll always remember and cherish these things." His words, coupled with their evident deeper meanings, caused the nobles in the hall to widen their eyes in astonishment. Some guests visibly loosened their posture, while others nearly gasped in surprise. For years, the Ma family had supported Zhan Weisheng; however, with their young master standing behind Yan Xiaobao, Hui Zuyue's declaration made it clear to everyone that the family had shifted its allegiance. The implications were far-reaching and monumental.

"Ma Kong isn't my only military brother," Yan Xiaobao continued. "Gao Yan has also been my childhood friend and has stood by me ever since I arrived in the capital. In the future, he'll serve as one of the pillars of support I rely upon." His words once again stirred confusion within the hearts of many nobles. Gao Yan had never backed anyone before—he had always opted to trade with anyone willing to pay, refusing to partake in or favor any particular faction. Yet here he was declaring his support for the newly-arrived Yan Xiaobao.

"My brothers-in-arms also include Deng Wu from the Deng family, Wang Jialong, and Xu Biao, an adventurer who has seen and experienced places you could hardly imagine," Yan Xiaobao concluded his speech. He said nothing further about Cai Jie, the young man quietly standing beside him, whose persistent cheerful demeanor left an air of mystique around him with the lack of introduction rendering him even more enigmatic.

Yan Xiaobao nodded to many of his guests, following closely behind his friends as he entered the room, moving past the crowd while offering genuine, warm smiles. As a gesture of courtesy, he inclined his head toward every person he passed. The young man approached the City Lord. Upon reaching the towering figure, he clasped his hands tightly and bent into a bow before straightening up. "It's an incredible honor to see you have accepted my invitation," he said cordially, exhaling a breath of relief as the large man laughed heartily. "I always attend banquet invitations. A free meal—especially one with endless refills of dishes such as yours—is a feast I rarely refuse. So thank you for inviting me." He smiled, his gaze shifting to the table filled with splendid delicacies, observing the many servants scurrying to offer refreshments to the guests.

"I'm grateful for your participation last time. I hope to be invited again to any upcoming banquets you plan to host," Yan Xiaobao said with a smile. Meanwhile, the other guests slowly resumed their conversations. Some whispered amongst themselves, but soon the murmurs grew louder until an animated chatter filled the hall once more.

Within the mansion, the discussions shifted from curiosity about the Beast Army's Great Marshal to shock and speculation regarding how the Ma family, Gao Yan, and the black lion network were supporting this young man who had emerged from the ruins of the Siban Empire. A man supported by the mystical creatures of the world, the Black Market Auction House, and backed by the Sun Kingdom's most extensive intelligence network—the black lion. From the beginning, people had underestimated him. What they were realizing now was far more perilous than they had anticipated.

It was evident that for this young man to live a peaceful life, he wasn't merely appearing in Muchuan City within the Sun Kingdom's capital. His debut into high society had brought forth a powerful new faction—one supported by two dominant forces from the city without even factoring in the Beast Army's might from the Divine Domain.

While nearly everyone searched for small groups of allies to discuss the evening's shifting dynamics, Yan Xiaobao maintained a cordial demeanor as he greeted each guest. Smiling as moved across the room, he even introduced himself to people he had never met before. He expressed heartfelt thanks for their attendance, especially given the short notice he had provided for the gathering.

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