The Invincible Supreme Medical God

"Young man, you and your followers are truly remarkable cultivators! To have reached the King-level at such a young age, I am deeply impressed!" The speaker was the Third Prince. Yan Xiaobao politely replied, "Compared to the geniuses of the Royal Family, my abilities are insignificant. I happened to be lucky enough to gain some insights among the adventurers outside. If Your Highness were to do the same, I am certain your achievements would be unparalleled," Yan Xiaobao said courteously, his words causing the Third Prince's smile to widen, while the Second Prince's expression turned slightly sour.

"During my humble banquet, being able to extend my blessings to you all fills me with great honor," Yan Xiaobao continued, bowing respectfully to the two princes. The Second Prince quickly shed the trace of dissatisfaction in his eyes. "We have heard of your accomplishments in the Siban Empire," the Second Prince suddenly remarked, his words silencing almost everyone in the banquet hall. All were listening intently while pretending not to. Yan Xiaobao almost scoffed but managed to stop himself in time as he looked at the Second Prince who was speaking. "We've been warned about the Beast Army and informed that they might attack our Sun Kingdom. Can you tell me why you chose to target the Siban Empire instead of our kingdom?"

The directness of the Second Prince's question took Yan Xiaobao by surprise. "Your Highness, the answer is simple," Yan Xiaobao replied plainly. "I did not want the beasts to attack my homeland," he continued, his words eliciting a smile on the Second Prince's lips. Meanwhile, the Third Prince was evidently deep in thought. His brows furrowed as his sharp gaze assessed the young man before him.

"Are you not a half-beast?" he suddenly asked. A plate fell loudly to the floor in the banquet hall, the sound piercing through the silence of the room. The once-quiet hall now reverberated with shock and astonishment. The young man, with his strikingly white hair, was clearly not ordinary, but no one dared question the prodigy of the Royal Family.

"I'm not mixed-blood? Don't make jokes," Yan Xiaobao asked as he looked at the Third Prince. He was deeply taken aback by the question and, for the first time, seriously studied the prince before him. He had sworn to lay down his life for his friends but had to admit that he had always looked down on the prince. While viewed as a genius, the prince had reached the King-level several years later than Yan Xiaobao. The white-haired young man had anticipated him to be a spoiled heir, but recognized there was more to him.

"I never said you weren't mixed-blood, but you're certainly not half-human, half-beast," the prince said, his face revealing curiosity as his lips curled into a smile. "If your beast genes are so distant that they can hardly account for your unusual appearance, I like you. Why don't you visit me quickly, so we can uncover the true reason behind your peculiar traits? Perhaps it's related to your two friends, especially the one who looks just as peculiar as you." The prince paused while gazing at Yan Xiaobao, his silence making the young man even warier. Yan Xiaobao's eyes remained fixed on the Third Prince, and his heartbeat quickened. "The three of you are the most interesting individuals I've encountered in a long time."

"We must return to the castle now, but observing the Beast Army and Great Marshall was truly fascinating. Tell me, did you manage to deceive them, or are they aware you are someone only pretending to be beastlike?"

Yan Xiaobao looked at the prince, a faint smile appearing on his face. Then, he shook his head. "Some things I cannot tell anyone, not even a prince," he said with a polite pause. "If I have the time, I may visit you someday," he continued, bowing to the Second Prince. "Thank you for visiting my humble mansion. I wish Your Highnesses all the best in the future." With that, the two princes bowed toward Yan Xiaobao, Deng Wu, and Cai Jie before departing the banquet hall and entering the waiting carriage.

Back in the hall, everyone suddenly dispersed, conversing about everything except those nearest to them. The previously quiet room became lively once again, as though nothing had happened. The new discussions centered on the young man of the night, the white-haired individual believed to be mixed-blood and half-human, half-beast. Casual chatter quickly turned serious when the Royal Prince declared he was not. If he wasn't a half-beast, then why did he look so different? This phenomenon seemed to extend beyond Yan Xiaobao to his two companions, sparking theories and intrigue.

"It seems this prince will be trouble," Yan Xiaobao sighed. "No doubt he poses a threat to all of us," Yan Xiaobao whispered to Cai Jie and Deng Wu beside him. "I need to take this more seriously than ever," he continued. "I think I should accept his invitation."

The guests gradually left the mansion in small groups. Everyone whispered and gossiped, stunned by the revelation that Yan Xiaobao was not a half-beast. Despite the young man's noncommittal response, no one dared to doubt the Royal Family's most brilliant prodigy. What they couldn't fathom was what else might explain his peculiar appearance. Multiple theories surfaced. Some thought they belonged to an entirely unique species—neither human nor beast, but sea-dwellers from distant lands. Others speculated their lineage traced back to beasts, embedding rare traits into their bloodline. Among the theories, one prevailed: their cultivation methods were rare. All three appeared remarkably young yet possessed extraordinary cultivation foundations, suggesting the two were interconnected.

As the last person left the mansion, Yan Xiaobao finally found a chair, exhaling heavily as he sat down. "Gao Yan." His friend appeared moments later, a faint smile on his face. "I think many will visit Black Lion tomorrow," Yan Xiaobao said. "Since I'm new here, many will come to inquire about me." He scratched his chin, contemplating his next move. "Aside from my team's goals, you should divulge all the information you have," he advised. "The more nobles can learn about me and my new faction, the easier it will be for them to join us. The one thing you cannot reveal is our ultimate goal."

Though Yan Xiaobao spoke readily, Gao Yan was initially stunned, having intended to blacklist all information regarding Yan Xiaobao. He admired the man and had no desire to sell information about him, but now Yan Xiaobao had explicitly instructed him to do so. Gao Yan hesitated briefly before nodding, deciding only to sell information that painted Yan Xiaobao in a positive light.

"Let's settle in," Yan Xiaobao declared confidently to the banquet hall. He and his companions departed the room, leaving the servants to clean and restore the space to its former state. Ascending to the floor where all the rooms were located, everyone picked doors at random. None knew how different the rooms might be, yet none truly cared. Yan Xiaobao's room was clean and practical, consisting of three areas—a bathroom, a bedroom, and a larger space divided into a living room, library, and office. Surveying the room, the young man nodded in satisfaction. After inspecting the space briefly, he entered the bathroom and quickly washed. Then he approached one of the windows, opened it, and sat under the moonlight. It was now well past midnight, nearing dawn.

Not only was Hui Yue spending the last few hours cultivating, but Cai Jie, Xu Biao, and Deng Wu were all engrossed in their cultivation as well, while Gao Yan worked to craft Memory Stones related to Yan Xiaobao's information. He knew he would need these Memory Gems for his work the following morning.

Ma Kong was busy creating Memory Stones while ensuring all guests had left, commissioning servants to clean the mansion thoroughly. The estate returned to its pre-party state, quiet as everyone focused on their own tasks. As the sun rose in the sky, the servants completed their cleaning. Gao Yan departed the mansion, heading back to Black Lion, while Ma Kong made his way to the Black Market Auction House to deliver the Memory Stones. He also prepared for an influx of visitors questioning Yan Xiaobao's loyalty—a day laden with potential challenges.

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