Chapter 767 - 295: Digging Up Graves and Moving Monuments—To Replace Is True Honor (Part 4)

Dongfang Jing immediately called for the military doctors to treat the girl, but Ying Chong, the most skilled in medicine, feigned an excuse to leave early upon learning of the woman’s deeds.

Despite the desperate efforts of the remaining military doctors, the girl couldn’t be saved.

By the time Xu Xingguang returned to the camp, the girl had already died, her stiff body lying on the bed.

Ying Chong thought he could gloss over this matter, but to his surprise, Xu Xingguang took a sample from the baby and conducted a DNA comparison with the young commander.

Ultimately, the DNA proved they were indeed father and daughter.

With irrefutable evidence, Xu Xingguang flew into a rage and decided to personally investigate the matter, vowing to purge the filth from the legion.

Soon, she uncovered the cause and process of the events and saw through Ying Chong’s true nature.

She was true to her word, not only expelling Lu Wenze and his personal soldiers but also personally sending them to the military tribunal. Additionally, Ying Chong, as a military doctor, was sent to the tribunal for ’dereliction of duty’.

This became the biggest stain on Ying Chong’s career; no one expected Lin Piaopiao, known for her impartiality, to send the student she personally trained to the tribunal.

In the following years, Ying Chong’s life was not easy.

Until the year Xu Xingguang passed away, Ying Chong never managed to rise again.

Little did they know, this sinister figure could awaken a superpower and become revered as the ’Medicine King’ of the Central Yu Alliance.

Indeed, it was the greatest absurdity.

"Engraving his name on the Medicine King Honor Tower doesn’t count as real honor." Xu Xingguang arrogantly kicked the flowerpot beside the statue of the Medicine King Tower like kicking a road-blocking dead rat and said, "Dig up his grave, move his monument, replace it, that’s true honor."

"..." Jin Nuoyan’s eyes widened, realizing for the first time that Doctor Xu harbored such resentment towards the Medicine King.

"Doctor Xu, don’t you respect the Medicine King?" Jin Nuoyan assumed that every doctor idolized the Medicine King.

Respect Ying Chong?

"Don’t say such things in the future," she glared at Jin Nuoyan with reprimanding eyes and said, "It’ll dirty my ears."

Jin Nuoyan looked incredulously at Xu Xingguang’s retreating figure.

In all her years, it was her first time encountering a doctor who hated the Medicine King.

Jin Nuoyan looked up, gazing upward at the statue’s carved eyes filled with compassion for the world, thinking: The Medicine King has the benevolent heart of a healer, even extending a helping hand to the alien Green Blood Clan; there’s no one more kind in this world.

Why would Doctor Xu hate him?

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The written exam content wasn’t difficult, but modern writing had changed a lot from that of the Xia Country Era; the Xia Country Era’s writing had many strokes and exuded a dignified and grand aura.

Nowadays, the Divine Martial Realm’s writing had been simplified, with fewer strokes, making it more convenient to write. Xu Xingguang found it easy to look at but often subconsciously started writing in Ancient Xia Country characters during answering.

Completing the first line, she stared at the ancient script contrasting sharply with the prompt, hesitated briefly, then struck it through and rewrote.

Afterward, everything flowed easily.

Having finished the questions, she double-checked, ensuring no more ancient script was written, then rose, taking the paper to submit it.

The invigilator was an elderly teacher, retired, with overstrained eyes covered by thick myopic glasses.

He squinted his aged eyes to see Xu Xingguang’s appearance before looking down at her answer sheet.

His first attention wasn’t on the neatly printed type answer content but on the first line marked through with a long horizontal stroke by the examinee.

The line was thin, not concealing the ancient script Xu Xingguang initially wrote.

This person’s ancient script, seemingly immaculate and standard, yet the brushwork in its strokes was like a sword drawn from its sheath, not just sharp, but emanating an unmistakable aura of unbridled dominance despite attempts to conceal it.

Absolutely remarkable.

The old doctor saw the name on the answer sheet.

Xu Xingguang.

It turned out to be Elder Tan Nan’s recently accepted student; she had successfully cured the Jin Family’s young master’s strange ailment days ago, he heard.

This young girl was truly remarkable.

It looks like this year’s admissions, Golden Gate City would be producing a young genius.

The exam site consisted of 10 rooms, constructed in a quadrangle courtyard style. Xu Xingguang was the first to submit and leave. The exam venue was silent, her footsteps drawing noticeable attention.

Jin Nuoyan looked up and saw Xu Xingguang exiting alone, casually carrying her canvas bag, exhibiting a distinct air of prowess.

Jin Nuoyan glanced at the four unfinished questions before her, quickly shaking her head, doubting if what she had in her head was a mind or nuclear waste.