Chapter 910

Zhu Yanyi still worried about Grandpa Yao, but her mood lifted a bit after Yan Aohan’s teasing. "Actually, I know Grandpa Yao is in great danger this time."

"Ani," Yan Aohan looked at Zhu Yanyi seriously. "Ani, Grandpa Yao will be fine."

"Why are you so sure?" Zhu Yanyi looked at her, confused.

Yan Aohan sighed. "Ani, I will only say this once. Remember it. The Four Kings and Eight Ministers under the Medicine God must have their own experiences before they can take their seats. Grandpa Yao’s karmic merit is recorded on him. He is the most capable of returning to the position of Medicine King. So, even if he disappears now, or if something happens to him in the future, as long as you become the Medicine God, you can appoint the Four Kings and Eight Ministers. Once the titles are granted, Grandpa Yao can return. Do you remember?"

Zhu Yanyi was slightly stunned. She didn’t think Yan Aohan was lying. She had never heard of the Four Kings and Eight Ministers under the Medicine God, but why was Yan Aohan so certain? And why did he know so clearly? She stared at him blankly. "What is your background? Why do you know these things?"

Yan Aohan smiled faintly. "Ani, the Yan family inherits from the First Civilization. Among the clans descended from the First Civilization, only the Yan family remains. As long as the Yan family exists, all humans in this world will live in peace. If the Yan family disappears, this world will collapse."

"I don't understand," Zhu Yanyi really didn’t get what Yan Aohan meant. She hoped he could explain it more clearly.

Yan Aohan smiled gently. His finger slowly traced the cinnabar mole on Zhu Yanyi’s forehead, his eyes very focused. "You don’t need to understand everything right now. Just remember one thing: as long as I am the head of the Yan family, the entire Yan family is your backing. Even if I am gone one day, I will send you to your rightful place. Don’t worry about having no support behind you. Just boldly do what you want to do. The inheritance of the Azure Sovereign Qingdi is not just a solitary legacy. More importantly, humanity needs a God of Medicine."

"Your meaning is, I am that God of Medicine?" Zhu Yanyi was slightly stunned. Was she really that great? In her previous life, she was just a homebody. Now, she had the potential to become a God of Medicine. What kind of miracle was this?

Yan Aohan smiled faintly, his eyes becoming even deeper. "You have the potential to become a God of Medicine, but you may not truly become one. At most, you are just a seed of a divine doctor. Perhaps there are other seeds of divine doctors in this world besides you. You should remember this. You are so smart; you must know the story of Zhong Yong. Whether one becomes a doctor does not depend on the quality of the seed, but on whether the seed can sprout and grow."

Zhu Yanyi naturally understood. She broke off a small piece of bread and put it in her mouth. "You mean, I have the chance to become a God of Medicine, but I also need to work hard."

Yan Aohan rubbed Zhu Yanyi’s head. "I didn’t say anything. Some things are best understood in the heart. Ani, in this world, where there is disappearance, there is new birth. Birth, aging, sickness, and death all exist. The purpose of a healer is to let the living live happily, the old leave without regrets, the sick regain health, and when death comes, it is accepted naturally."

Listening to Yan Aohan’s words, Zhu Yanyi felt a bit more silent. Although Yan Aohan spoke vaguely and his meaning was unclear, Zhu Yanyi knew there must be profound meaning in his words. He was guiding her.