Tang San Was Pregnant, Not Me

Those four words were like a thunderclap.

They exploded over the heads of Shrek Academy's teachers and students.

Whether it was the older generation, Liu Erlong, Yu Xiaogang and Flender,

or the young students like Dai Mubai and Xiao Wu,

none of them understood medicine,

so no one dared refute Cao Mengde.

They simply found it too absurd.

"Lord Mengde, can you cure Third Brother of this strange illness?"

Whether it was true or not,

Xiao Wu dared not waste time, afraid that Tang San would suffer even more.

Of course Cao Mengde could cure him.

But he still sighed.

"Although I can diagnose the condition, I've never treated a strange illness like this before. Sorry, I'd like to help, but I can't."

As he spoke,

he used his Soul Power to guide the labor-inducing medicine the system had given him, secretly infusing it through Tang San's pulse.

Clearly,

it wasn't that Cao Mengde couldn't treat him.

He wanted to watch with his own eyes.

Hearing that Cao Mengde was powerless to help,

Xiao Wu seemed to lose her last hope.

"Lord Mengde, I'm begging you. No matter the price, as long as you can cure Third Brother, I'm willing to pay it."

But Cao Mengde shook his head.

"It's not that I won't treat him."

"I don't know where to begin. How do you expect me to treat him?"

At that point,

Cao Mengde changed the subject.

"Oh, right."

"Hurry and prepare the things needed for delivery. For an unexpected pregnancy like this, only I can deliver the baby!"

Hearing this,

Shrek Academy's teachers and students gave Cao Mengde strange looks.

Cao Mengde rolled his eyes and pointed at Tang San.

"Don't look at me."

"Look at him."

"It's not me."

At once,

everyone's heart shook violently.

Yu Xiaogang could bear it no longer. He had already doubted Cao Mengde's diagnosis, and now he couldn't help speaking up.

"Absurd!"

Yu Xiaogang strongly suspected

that Cao Mengde held a grudge against Tang San and was deliberately spouting nonsense to slander him.

Cao Mengde felt like he was trying to forge steel from hopeless iron.

He shook his head at Yu Xiaogang, disappointment in his eyes.

"It seems you really are deaf."

"I've said it more than twice. Can't you hear me?"

"The key word is 'unexpected.' Of course it can't be treated in the usual way."

"Ah..."

The excruciating pain woke Tang San.

He let out a scream like wailing ghosts and howling wolves.

Everyone hurried to Tang San's side, their hearts clenched.

"My stomach hurts so much..."

To be precise,

it hurt even more than before.

Besides the pain,

Tang San felt his belly swelling.

The next moment,

it appeared before Shrek Academy's teachers and students, round and bulging.

For a moment,

everyone broke out in a cold sweat.

"Xiao Wu, Teacher, what's wrong with me?"

Tang San realized he was at Rejuvenation Hall.

Proud as always, he was unwilling to ask Cao Mengde and instead sought an answer from the others.

Xiao Wu stammered.

The others were the same, none daring to tell him the truth.

After all, it would surely be a terrible blow to Tang San.

Just then,

Cao Mengde spoke slowly.

"Tang San, you're pregnant."

What?

Tang San's eyes widened when he heard that.

Soon,

a burst of anger shot from his eyes.

"Cao Mengde, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Cao Mengde shrugged.

It wasn't him anyway, so he didn't care.

Tang San endured the excruciating pain.

With Dai Mubai's support, he rose and got down from the sickbed.

"Teacher, Boss Dai, let's go."

That was right.

Tang San didn't believe a word Cao Mengde said.

Even with his belly bulging,

he still didn't believe it.

He thought something else had caused the injury.

Cao Mengde sat back down in his reclining chair and offered a casual warning.

"There's something I should remind you of."

"If you go to someone else, Tang San will die."

Tang San frowned deeply.

His disgust for Cao Mengde had reached its peak.

"Xiao Wu, let's go. Don't listen to his nonsense."

Everyone returned to Spirit Hall with uneasy hearts.

Tang San lay in bed,

his condition growing worse and worse.

As his belly swelled, the pain grew more intense.

Yu Xiaogang spoke up.

"Take care of Tang San for now."

After leaving them with those words,

Yu Xiaogang left Shrek Academy's lounge and headed for the Pope's Palace.

"I want to see His Holiness the Pope."

At the entrance to the Pope's Palace,

two guards crossed their spears to block his way.

"No one may enter the Pope's Palace without being summoned."

It had happened so suddenly.

Because of Tang San's strange illness,

Yu Xiaogang had thought of Bibi Dong and wanted to draw on Spirit Hall's considerable resources to solve it.

Seeing his path blocked,

Yu Xiaogang took a token from his robes.

The guards' expressions changed dramatically when they saw it clearly.

An Elder Token?

"May I enter now?" Yu Xiaogang asked haughtily, standing with his hands behind his back.

"Please enter, Elder!"

Yu Xiaogang strode into the Pope's Palace with his head held high and his chest out.

Bibi Dong sensed someone entering and looked up.

When she saw it was Yu Xiaogang,

Bibi Dong's expression turned somewhat complicated.

She was neither pleased nor angry.

"What is it you've come to see me about this time?"

"The Soul Master Tournament Finals are about to begin. According to the tournament rules, I cannot meet with an academy teacher."

If not for Tang San's strange illness,

Yu Xiaogang would not have been willing to come to her either.

Before this,

he had come to Spirit Hall to ask Bibi Dong how to cultivate Twin Martial Souls.

In the end, he had been rebuffed.

"Your... Holiness the Pope..." Yu Xiaogang found it very awkward to address Bibi Dong that way.

"My disciple Tang San is suffering from severe abdominal cramps. Our academy's teachers are at a loss, so I hope you can send a Healing System Soul Master from Spirit Hall to examine Tang San."

Tang San was ill?

Bibi Dong couldn't help secretly rejoicing.

Earlier,

she had sent Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo to assassinate Tang San, but the mission had failed.

Now Tang San had suddenly fallen gravely ill.

Wasn't this a heaven-sent opportunity?

Heavens above.

Earth below.

Which angelic sister had vented her grievance for her?

Bibi Dong hoped Tang San would stay ill.

It would be best if he remained ill until the finals were over.

In that case,

the Spirit Hall Team would have the championship in the bag.

"According to the tournament rules, Spirit Hall's healing team only takes charge of students injured during the competition. The competition has yet to begin, so any illness has nothing to do with Spirit Hall."

Seeing how cold Bibi Dong was,

Yu Xiaogang grew red-faced and wild-eyed with anxiety.

"Rules, rules, you're always talking about rules."

"Rules are dead, but people are alive. Can't you send someone to take a look?"

Bibi Dong's expression turned cold.

"Yu Xiaogang, is that any way to ask a favor?"

"I have a great deal of church business to attend to. Please leave."

Even though she and Yu Xiaogang had a certain relationship,

Bibi Dong could still tell right from wrong.

She cared about Yu Xiaogang.

That didn't mean she cared about his disciple as well.

Just like the last time Yu Xiaogang had asked about cultivating Twin Martial Souls,

Bibi Dong mercilessly refused.

"You..."

Yu Xiaogang was at a loss.

He could only return to the academy lounge in disgrace.

"Sect Master Ning?"

As soon as Yu Xiaogang entered,

he noticed that Ning Fengzhi had arrived.

Ning Fengzhi smiled faintly. "Rongrong already told me. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has a Healing System Soul Master, and fortunately, he came with me this time."

Everyone's gaze turned in the same direction.

They looked at the Healing System Soul Master who was examining Tang San.