Supreme Divine Physician in the City Chapter 1620: Please Accept Me as Your Disciple

The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it is near dusk.

The sea breeze howled, the waves crashed.

Chiba Sakurako, dressed in mourning clothes, stood on a natural cliff by the sea, holding a heavy urn in her arms. Her delicate and beautiful face was expressionless, quietly serene.

The incoming sea breeze stirred her silky hair, which constantly brushed against her cheeks, giving her an ethereal beauty.

Standing beside Chiba Sakurako was a boy of about fifteen or sixteen, handsome in appearance, bearing a resemblance to the Sword God, and he too was in mourning clothes.

A week had passed since the battle on Canglang Island.

Today was the seventh day since the Sword God’s passing.

"Father lived a life with no shame to the heavens and earth, no shame to you and me. In fact, after mother left, he no longer had any attachments. Living was just for the two of us siblings."

Chiba Sakurako gazed sorrowfully at the boundless sea, sighing softly: "Now, we have both grown up, and father has finally gone to find mother. We must live well."

"It’s all my fault."

The boy’s eyes were swollen with tears, unable to speak clearly: "It’s all my fault for being incompetent, unable to grasp the Blade Technique taught by father in time. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have been captured by the people of the Holy Mansion, and father wouldn’t have been forced by their threats to challenge Ye Xuan in Yan Country again."

"Since things have already happened, don’t dwell on it too much."

Chiba Sakurako glanced at the boy and said: "Chiba Kenichi, your life was exchanged for by father’s life, you must live well, and not betray father’s sacrifice."

"I know." Chiba Kenichi said in a deep voice: "In the future, I will work hard to avenge father!"

Chiba Sakurako asked: "Do you know who our enemy is?"

Chiba Kenichi’s eyes were on the verge of splitting: "The Holy Mansion!"

Chiba Sakurako nodded, her eyes, calm throughout, also showed traces of coldness and resentment.

For a long time.

Chiba Sakurako exhaled heavily, calming her hatred, said thoughtfully: "When father was alive, he loved the sea the most, loved Yan Country. Now that he’s gone, we will scatter his ashes into the sea of Yan Country, fulfilling one of his wishes."

Chiba Sakurako opened the urn.

The siblings stood on the cliff, scattering the contents of the urn into the high air, letting the sea breeze blow them, eventually falling into the sea, drifting freely.

"When the high birds are gone from the clouds, old friends are rare upon return to Huaian."

"Father, your life was legendary and glorious, with countless achievements, in dozens of years, only lost twice. Those two men who defeated you were both outstanding heroes."

"For you, dying under Ye Xuan’s sword could also be considered a blessing, right?"

"May you rest in peace on your journey!"

"..."

Chiba Sakurako and her brother slowly knelt, bowing their heads toward the vast ocean.

For a long time.

The siblings then stood up.

Chiba Sakurako looked afar at the ocean, silent.

Ultimately, Chiba Kenichi was still too young, looking at the azure ocean beneath his feet, tears streaming down.

Amid ultimate tranquility, only the sound of waves and the fierce wind remained.

Melancholic, solitary.

"Let’s go."

After one last look, Chiba Sakurako and her brother turned to leave.

When people leave, tea cools, excessive longing is merely sighs for the dead, pain for the living.

Only after just turning around, the two suddenly froze.

Looking up, they suddenly realized, on this cliff, somehow, there was a man’s figure.

Ye Xuan!

"These days, there are few heroic figures left, the Sword God was one."

Ye Xuan glanced at Chiba Sakurako and her brother, with a trace of a smile: "From ancient times, heroes are tragic. The Sword God was immensely admired during his life, yet now that he’s gone, he’s so neglected."

"Such is the fickleness of the world, human hearts are not what they used to be." Chiba Sakurako laughed: "It’s actually good, father loved peace during his life, if there were too many people, he’d probably dislike it instead."

Ye Xuan looked at Chiba Sakurako: "So, I shouldn’t have come?"

"No."

Chiba Sakurako shook her head and said: "Father loved peace because he had long seen through this world, seen through those hypocritical pretenders. You are different from them."

Ye Xuan touched his nose: "I’m also hypocritical."

Hearing this, Chiba Sakurako was stunned, then she smiled gently, bowing deeply to Ye Xuan: "Thank you!"

Standing by, Chiba Kenichi also followed Chiba Sakurako in bowing to Ye Xuan, expressing gratitude.

Seeing this scene, Ye Xuan couldn’t help but feel emotional.

Worthy of being the descendants of the Sword God, even facing the one who killed their father, they still could act with such courtesy and openness, even though the whole world knows Ye Xuan wasn’t the true cause of the Sword God’s fall, but ultimately, the Sword God did die by his sword.

To be able to do this shows that Chiba Sakurako and her brother truly inherited the Sword God’s will.

Magnanimous, carefree.

When the two stood up, Ye Xuan turned his gaze to Chiba Kenichi, smiling as he said: "This is the Sword God’s son, right?"

"Yes." Chiba Sakurako nodded.

Chiba Kenichi cupped his hands towards Ye Xuan, his gaze fervent: "The son of the Sword God, Chiba Kenichi!"

"We have met."

Ye Xuan also cupped his hands, showing respect to Chiba Kenichi.

Before this, Ye Xuan had met Chiba Sakurako several times, but it was the first time seeing Chiba Kenichi. It could be seen that the reason the Sword God didn’t keep his original vow to challenge him again in Yan Country was probably because of Chiba Kenichi.

As if sensing Ye Xuan’s speculation, Chiba Sakurako sighed: "A common man is innocent, but treasures make them guilty. A month ago, the people of the Holy Mansion, taking advantage of me and father being unprepared, captured Chiba Kenichi, using his life to threaten father, forcing him to challenge you again in Yan Country."

"That Holy Mansion truly stops at nothing."

Ye Xuan squinted, an astonishing cold glint flickered in his dark eyes, this global-reaching force is truly detestable!

Chiba Kenichi also showed grief and indignation, clenching his fists tightly, grinding his teeth silently.

After father fell, though the people of the Holy Mansion released him, he was well aware that it wasn’t a favor from the Holy Mansion but an opportunity exchanged by father’s life. The Holy Mansion didn’t kill him simply because they did not care about him.

Ye Xuan glanced at Chiba Kenichi, pondered for a moment, then said with a smile: "Do you want revenge?"

"Of course!" Chiba Kenichi said in a deep voice: "I want to kill all of the Holy Mansion’s people, to dedicate their blood to my father!"

"Vengeance requires strength, strength comes at a price." Ye Xuan smiled: "Are you sure you can bear the price?"

"As long as I can avenge my father, even if it’s a mountain of swords or a sea of flames, I’ll jump!"

Chiba Kenichi’s eyes were bloodshot, as if suddenly seeing a glimmer of hope, he looked fiercely at Ye Xuan.

Thud!

Chiba Kenichi’s knees dropped to the ground, knocking his head three times toward Ye Xuan, fervently saying: "Please accept me as your disciple, let me become strong!"