The finals approached, Tang Hao returned

Orally?

Bibi Dong's hand froze.

"This plaster can be taken orally too? It isn't poisonous, is it?"

After all, it was for external use. Hearing Cao Mengde say it could be taken orally, Bibi Dong couldn't help worrying.

Cao Mengde reassured her softly.

"Of course it can be taken orally."

"I'll just switch to a fresh plaster for oral use."

Then.

Cao Mengde made a show of adjusting his position.

"I hid the oral medicine inside a carrot. To keep it from losing its medicinal properties, the opening at the top of the carrot is very small. You'll have to work hard to suck it out, Your Holiness."

To make sure Bibi Dong had to accept treatment.

Cao Mengde continued to fool her.

"If applied externally, it might take three days."

"If taken orally, once will do."

Bibi Dong was an exceptionally beautiful mature woman.

Cao Mengde wanted to trick her into a month of treatment too, but a hand cramp was too minor an ailment.

If he said it would take a month to treat, Bibi Dong would inevitably grow suspicious.

He would just have to find another chance to make his move later.

"Once?"

Bibi Dong accepted readily, without even thinking.

Anyone who fell ill wanted to recover as soon as possible. Given the choice between three days and once, of course she chose once.

"Feed me the medicine."

Cao Mengde was good at feeding people medicine, and he liked doing it too.

He immediately perked up and stepped forward, steadying the crown on Bibi Dong's head with one hand.

"Your Holiness, thank you for your effort."

"You'll have to do all the work."

After answering with a sound of assent, Bibi Dong took the initiative to search for the liquid medicine.

The medicine was specially made and hidden inside a carrot, so she could only suck it out.

Over the next hour.

Every little bubble in Cao Mengde's body churned.

Compared with Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing.

The pleasure Bibi Dong brought him was truly unparalleled.

As everyone knew.

Bibi Dong was the noble Pope of Spirit Hall, haughty and unchallenged.

Cao Mengde looked down, taking it all in.

That sense of depravity stood in stark contrast to Bibi Dong's image—a fatal contrast.

An hour later.

Bibi Dong gulped.

After finishing the medicine, she took off her blindfold.

Only to find Cao Mengde sprawled on the sofa, his eyes vacant.

"What's wrong with you?" Bibi Dong asked curiously.

Cao Mengde breathed heavily, not forgetting to roll his eyes at Bibi Dong.

"Feeding you medicine wore me out."

"You know, I had to hold the medicine the whole time."

Bibi Dong felt rather ashamed.

That was true.

After all, she couldn't touch the specially made medicine herself.

But speaking of the medicine, Bibi Dong suddenly became interested and suggested.

"Could you add some fragrance to the medicine?"

"It smells pretty awful, really fishy."

Cao Mengde raised a hand and waved it weakly.

"If I add things at random, it'll change the medicine's properties. I've already tried it. Nothing can be added."

Bibi Dong had only mentioned it in passing.

It wasn't as though she was going to take medicine every day.

"All right."

"I'm going back. Don't forget about Tang San."

Cao Mengde nodded and continued resting on the sofa.

It wasn't that he couldn't handle it.

Bibi Dong was simply too beautiful, too alluring.

He hadn't been able to hold back for a moment and had put all his vigor into it, leaving himself completely drained.

[Ding...]

[Disease Treatment System notification to host: congratulations on successfully treating Bibi Dong. Soul Power increased by 1 level.]

Cao Mengde paused in surprise.

His Soul Power had reached level 97.

Even against Tang Hao, who possessed Ring Detonation, he could now put up a fight.

While feeding Bibi Dong medicine earlier, Cao Mengde had asked about the Soul Master Tournament Finals.

She said Tang San had withdrawn from the competition.

Under Dai Mubai's leadership, they had finally defeated Blazing Fire Academy.

They had also completed the individual matches. The Shrek Team had successfully advanced and would compete against the Spirit Hall Team for the championship in three days.

Judging by the current situation.

Tang San certainly wouldn't be able to compete.

Without Tang San, Hu Liena and Xie Yue's Martial Soul Fusion Skill would presumably make short work of their opponents.

If they still couldn't win.

He would summon Hu Liena and give her a dog-blood drenching of a scolding.

What was the point of fighting?

She might as well go home and hold a baby.

Before long.

Three days passed.

The bright morning sunlight brimmed with vitality.

The Shrek teachers and students stood around Tang San's bedroom.

Every one of them wore a complicated expression.

Their usual confidence had been shaken because Tang San couldn't compete.

"Third Brother, get some rest. We'll do everything we can to win the championship."

"That's right, Little San. Don't worry."

Even so.

Tang San remained anxious.

Because in his heart, the championship belonged to Shrek.

In another hour, the final battle would begin, and he...

"I... I want to compete..."

Lying on the bed, Tang San gritted his teeth, endured the stabbing pain in his waist, and moved.

It looked as though he meant to get out of bed.

Unfortunately.

The pain soon left him unable to move, and he sucked in a sharp breath.

It hurt so much!

"Brother, focus on recovering. Don't move around anymore," Xiao Wu said, leaning over the bed and gripping Tang San's hand tightly.

Tang San's stubbornness.

Had worried not only her, but all the teachers and students sick.

With no other choice, Tang San could only pin his hopes on Tang Hao.

Dad.

Please hurry back.

As long as you can get one of Mom's leaves, my illness can be cured.

There was still time before the final battle.

He really wanted to compete.

"Everyone, follow me to the venue," Yu Xiaogang said somewhat dejectedly.

He had originally hoped to win the championship.

Now it seemed that without Tang San, the championship could only slip through their fingers.

Whoosh!

Just then.

A tall, imposing figure darted into the bedroom.

"Your Excellency Haotian..." Yu Xiaogang couldn't help breaking into a doting smile.

It was as though Tang Hao's appearance could make every problem fall apart at the touch of a blade.

"Dad..." Tang San also cried out excitedly.

Tang Hao wasted no words.

He immediately gathered Tang San into his arms.

"I'll take Little San to Rejuvenation Hall for treatment. We'll definitely be back before the match starts."

Tang Hao's words rang with conviction.

As if he were Cao Mengde himself, completely certain he could cure Tang San within an hour.

Seeing Tang Hao take Tang San away.

Everyone's hearts finally settled.

Confidence returned to eyes that had been uncertain.

Dai Mubai held out his hand, rallying the seven team members.

"Victory belongs to Shrek."

"That's right, victory belongs to Shrek."

"Come on, let's go to the venue first and wait for Little San to return."

This match was important not only to Shrek Academy.

It was also extremely important to Tang Hao.

Soul Masters could only grow through constant sparring.

And the Spirit Hall Team was undoubtedly the best whetstone.

"Dad, I have to take part in the finals. Otherwise, I'll regret it for the rest of my life," Tang San said to Tang Hao, who was carrying him.

Tang Hao's face was grave.

"I've already picked one of your mother's leaves. Cao Mengde said that as long as he had the Blue Silver Emperor as a catalyst, he could cure your illness."

"Little San, don't worry."

"You'll definitely make it to the finals."

After leaving him with those words.

Tang Hao carried Tang San and charged into Rejuvenation Hall.

"Cao Mengde..."