The Miracle Doctor's Two-Faced Toddler

854 The Might of the Black Eggs!

After Milk Asura finished blowing up the Level Five Asura King, he quickly returned to the street that had been blocked by the Level Five Asura King for the first time. He jumped into a dilapidated room, opened the cabinet, and saved Yan Jiuchao, who he had hidden inside.

He matched his fingers, not knowing where to go.

Yan Jiuchao slowly opened his eyes and said weakly, “Go look for Shadow Thirteen.”

Milk Asura carried Yan Jiuchao on his back. Just as he was about to use his qinggong to fly towards the east courtyard of the city, he saw Shadow Six rushing over.

Shadow Six originally did not know where Young Master and his Asura had gone. He had only taken the opportunity to look for them when he heard the huge commotion. He was not sure if it was Young Master, so he wanted to try his luck, but he found him.

“Young Master!” His eyes lit up and he strode forward.

Yan Jiuchao glanced at him. “Where’s Shadow Thirteen?”

When Shadow Thirteen was about to die, he was obsessed with his Young Master. He did not expect his Young Master to be so injured. The first person he was concerned about was also Shadow Thirteen. Shadow Six was relieved by their relationship but also a little jealous. He did not know why.

Shadow Six said, “The courtyard in the east of the city is very safe for the time being. I left him there, but… his condition isn’t too good…”

Yan Jiuchao endured the pain in his meridians and dantian and took out a small medicine bottle. “Give it to him to take.”

“What is this?” Shadow Six took the small medicine bottle and opened it. There was a black pill inside.

“The Sikong family’s pills.” Yan Jiuchao’s situation was not good either. It was difficult for him to speak and he did not explain much.

However, even if he didn’t say it, Shadow Six could guess that with his Young Master’s personality, ordinary things with curative effects wouldn’t catch his eye. What could make him carry it on him at all times must be a good medicine to save his life.

Young Master had clearly lost his memories and thought that he was the Ghost King. He had only agreed to pretend to be their Young Master for the sake of the plan, but at such a critical moment, he gave the last life-saving medicine to Shadow Thirteen.

Shadow Six was so touched that he wanted to cry.

Such a good, such a good Young Master…

They had to…

Before Shadow Six could finish moving, Yan Jiuchao took out seventeen to eighteen small medicine bottles from his wide sleeve.

“…” Shadow Six was instantly petrified!

Two Level Five Asura Kings had died in a row in the Nether Capital. Such a huge commotion naturally could not be hidden from the experts of the Nether Capital. The Sikong Manor was at the foot of the Nether Mountain, and the tremors in the Nether Mountain were very strong. Master Sikong had long sensed it.

The Ancestor had cultivated in the Nether Mountain for many years, and it was not that there had never been a big commotion. However, that aura did not seem to come from the Ancestor.

Could it be that someone had barged into the Nether Mountain?

Although Master Sikong was confident in his ancestor’s martial arts, he did not feel the ancestor’s pressure and aura from the beginning to the end. Why was this? Could it be that the ancestor had already encountered something unexpected?

Master Sikong’s expression turned solemn. However, he was not qualified to enter the Nether Mountain, so he could only call his eldest son, who had never been doted on by him, over.

“Father.” Sikong Changfeng bowed politely and distantly.

Master Sikong was anxious about the situation in the Nether Mountain and did not care about his son’s distance from him. He said seriously, “Did you hear the commotion in the Nether Mountain?”

Not only did he hear it, he also saw the Ten Thousand Gu King suddenly break out of the bottle and bring Little Flower to the Nether Mountain. His intuition told him that something had happened to Ancestor Sikong. He was about to go to the Nether Mountain to take a look when he was called by his father’s people to the study.

“I heard you, Father,” he replied.

Master Sikong continued, “Do you know what happened? Did someone barge into the Nether Mountain? The Ancestor…”

Although Sikong Changfeng could enter and leave the Nether Mountain freely, he never revealed everything about the Nether Mountain to outsiders. Therefore, even when his biological father asked him, he only replied, “I don’t know.”

Master Sikong knew that his son’s lips were sealed and he could not pry out half a sentence. He said impatiently and helplessly, “Then go take a look,” and let him leave.

When Sikong Changfeng rushed to the Nether Mountain’s tomb, the peak Level Five Asura King had already been beaten unconscious by Little Gu’s invincible fists. Little Gu wanted to bite him to death, but it was restrained by Yu Wan, who arrived in time.

Yu Wan said, “He’s also Asura. His strength can be used by Asura.”

Only then did Little Gu pat its little claws and jump back onto the Ten Thousand Gu King’s back.

The Ten Thousand Gu King returned to his meditative state. He silently lay on the cold ground and guarded the dying Sikong Ye.

Sikong Ye was injured by the peak Level Five Asura King at the same time that he had almost lost all his internal energy. His life was rapidly depleting, and his aura was becoming weaker.

“Great-grandpa!” Yu Wan walked over in three steps and helped Sikong Ye up to lean against the wall of the secret room.

Yu Wan clearly remembered that she was very careful. After leaving the tomb, she did not say a word about her great-grandfather’s weakness. Unexpectedly, someone still took advantage of it!

Sikong Ye’s condition was not good. The blood had completely drained from his face. Yu Wan pinched his pulse and realized that his pulse was unprecedentedly chaotic. Blood kept flowing from the corner of his mouth.

“Great-Grandpa, hang in there… I have a life-saving medicine on me… Yan Jiuchao gave it to me… He said that it’s the best pill in the Sikong family… It can revive the dead…” This kind of pill was even better than the medicine that Great-Grandmother had made at the bottom of the cliff back then, so not only did Yan Jiuchao stockpile a bunch himself, but he also stuffed a lot of it on her.

Yu Wan took out all the medicine bottles on her. “Great Grandpa, look! There’s so much medicine! You’ll definitely be fine!”

Yu Wan picked up a medicine bottle, removed the cork, and poured out the pills inside.

Sikong Ye shook his head slightly and said in a weak voice, “It’s useless… These pills… can’t treat Great Grandpa…”

Yu Wan said anxiously, “No, try it!”

Sikong Ye raised his hand and gently pressed down on her little hand that was feeding him the medicine. “In my realm, these pills… are useless…”

These were not polite words, but the truth. With the Sikong family’s financial resources and ability, they would not be stingy with a few pills that could revive the dead. However, after cultivating the Longevity Technique to the eighth level, there were no more pills in the Nether Capital that could treat him.

“But…” Yu Wan was unwilling to give up her last hope.

Sikong Ye looked at her with a pale face. “Let Great Grandpa finish speaking.”

Yu Wan’s throat hurt and her eyes turned red.

Sikong Ye squeezed out a weak smile. “It’s Great Grandpa, silly.”

Yu Wan was stunned.

Ah…

Grandma’s father… seemed to be Great-Grandpa…

What was wrong with her? She had been calling him great-grandfather for two days.

Sikong Ye was amused by her silly look. In his heart, he was unwilling to add the word “external” to his and Lan Yi’s descendants. She was his little great-granddaughter and would always be.

He raised his hand to stroke her head. “…I’ve let you suffer.”

At this point, what else could he not understand? This girl was actually protecting him when she was at odds with the Saintess. He was too stupid to see that she was his only great-granddaughter.

“I’ve never regretted anything in my life… Now… I regret not being able to leave with Lan Yi back then…”

If he had done that, he would have realized that Lan Yi was pregnant. He wanted to accompany Lan Yi to give birth and personally raise her child. He still wanted to see her get married and find the best man in the world for her. If that man dared to bully her, he would beat him up!

And her children, her children’s children… He wanted to protect them all the time…

“Great Grandpa can’t accompany you anymore…” Sikong Ye coughed up a mouthful of blood and took out a secret manual.” This is… the perfected longevity technique… My life’s hard work is inside… Take this…”

“I don’t want the Longevity Technique!” Yu Wan choked.

Sikong Ye smiled bitterly and wiped her tears. “Actually, a few days ago… I felt that my time was almost up… I was unwilling to accept it for a long time… I thought… perhaps it was to wait until I could reunite with you… Now… Great Grandpa doesn’t have any regrets… I can go in peace…”

Yu Wan’s heart trembled. “Great Grandpa!”

Sikong Ye lay peacefully on the ground.

Yu Wan’s tears fell. “Great-grandpa… Great-grandpa! Great-grand—”

Bang!

Before she could finish her sentence, a tall figure smashed in from outside the tomb with three black things in his arms.

It turned out that Ah Wei had escaped from the east courtyard of the city with his three useless disciples. As he fled, he got lost and entered the Nether Mountain in a daze. He even rolled into a gloomy tomb.

Ah Wei used his body as a meat cushion. The three little black eggs first hit him, then rolled to the ground.

Sikong Ye opened his eyes. This was his last look before he died.

But… What did he see? Three round, chubby little black eggs?!

“Son!” Yu Wan shouted.

This, this, this… These cute little fellows were his little great-grandsons?

Sikong Ye’s eyes widened. He grabbed Yu Wan’s hand and said with his last bit of strength, “I think… I can still be saved!”