My Grandpa Sword Can Surely Slay Cao Mengde

By rights.

Tang Hao's breach of etiquette had nothing to do with Tang San.

He ought to treat Tang San.

But no matter how one put it.

He was no kindhearted physician. He shared the temperament of his fans across the internet and was determined to torment the protagonist's group. Why would he treat Tang San?

"Move aside. Don't block the way."

Cao Mengde ignored Tang Hao and waved to the crowd outside.

"Those who need treatment, start lining up."

Not everyone in Spirit City was ill.

But there were some Soul Masters afflicted with illnesses, as well as ordinary people who had suffered from stubborn ailments for years.

After word had spread for several days.

Cao Mengde's superb medical skills were already known throughout Spirit City.

Those who were ill lined up in an orderly fashion outside Rejuvenation Hall.

"Come on, first patient, please."

Cao Mengde sat on a stool in the hall, ready to get to work.

He used the system to harm people and thereby increase his strength. When he had nothing else to do, he helped others rid themselves of illness. Surely that counted as balancing his merits and misdeeds?

"Doctor, my heart feels so uncomfortable."

That voice?

Why did it sound so familiar?

Cao Mengde took a closer look.

It was the beautiful woman whose husband kept a mistress outside.

It seemed she had come to get back at her husband again.

"Mm, I can see that too. Your heart really is uncomfortable. Come to the examination room, and I'll give you a thorough examination."

As for Tang Hao and Tang San in the hall.

Cao Mengde treated them like air and paid them no attention.

"Cao Mengde, you..."

Seeing how coldly Cao Mengde treated him, Tang Hao's anger soared to the heavens.

He couldn't beat Cao Mengde at present, so he could only swallow his fury and carry Tang San away.

Cao Mengde entered the examination room.

His mind went blank for a moment.

According to the original story.

After the Soul Master Tournament Finals ended.

Ning Fengzhi would use Seven Treasures True Body to treat the injured team members present.

The Lovesick Heartbreak Red on Xiao Wu would be shaken loose by Soul Power, exposing her identity as a Soul Beast.

Immediately afterward.

Tang Hao would make an imposing entrance and smash the Pope's Palace in a rage.

The root of all the trouble.

Lay in Ning Fengzhi meddling in others' affairs.

He had to stop this upheaval. That would count as indirectly helping Bibi Dong too.

System.

Put a gu on Ning Fengzhi and his daughter. Make their legs cold, stiff, and numb.

Have it take effect immediately.

[Ding...]

[Disease Treatment System notification: Host has successfully placed a gu on Ning Fengzhi and his daughter. Their legs will become cold, stiff, and numb. It will take effect immediately.]

"Lord Mengde, don't just stand there in a daze."

"My heart feels so uncomfortable. Hurry and take a look."

The flirtatious woman pulled Cao Mengde from his thoughts.

He gave a wry smile.

"Miss, is it really your heart that's uncomfortable?"

"Whatever you came for, just say it. Why beat around the bush?"

The woman smiled charmingly and slowly moved close to Cao Mengde, pressing her delicate body tightly against him. Her flame-red lips parted slightly, giving off an alluring scent.

"My husband plays around outside."

"I want to play around outside too. It's that simple. Haven't you already played with me once, Lord Mengde? I want to keep playing."

Meanwhile.

On the way to Spirit Hall.

Tang San endured the terrible pain in his waist. He glanced at the sky, worry appearing on his face.

"Dad, the Soul Master Tournament Finals should... should be almost over, right?"

Tang Hao's face darkened.

"That bastard Cao Mengde. Sooner or later, I'll kill him."

"You could have competed in the finals and fought for those three Ten Thousand Year Soul Bones, but because of Cao Mengde, you missed your chance."

Tang Hao wasn't the only one who said that.

Tang San thought the same.

Father and son laid all the blame on Cao Mengde.

"Dad, hurry and take me back. Maybe the match hasn't started yet. I want to compete."

Tang San could only comfort himself this way.

He prayed.

That some miracle would happen and delay the match.

This time.

Tang Hao was utterly helpless. With no other solution, he could only do as Tang San asked.

Soon.

He brought Tang San back to Shrek's rest area.

This was on the outskirts of Spirit Hall, with no high-level Soul Masters stationed there, so Tang Hao slipped in easily.

If it had been the heart of Spirit Hall, he would never have dared show himself so readily.

"Jing Ling, Huang Yuan, you two take Little San to the match."

"Yes!"

The two teammates placed Tang San on a stretcher and carried him toward the arena.

Looking up at the sun hanging in the sky, Tang San kept praying.

There has to be a miracle.

The final match must be delayed. Please, please...

"For the final match of the Soul Master Tournament Finals, the Shrek Team will face the Spirit Hall Team. Will both teams please enter the arena?"

"Wait!"

Seeing that the match had yet to begin, Tang San was beside himself with excitement.

He looked as though he could win the championship just by competing.

"Brother!"

"Little San..."

Hearing Tang San's voice.

The Shrek teachers and students lit up with joy. Tang San had finally made it back.

With Tang San, their mainstay, competing, the Shrek Team would have a much better chance of winning.

But they were all puzzled.

Why was Tang San still lying on a stretcher?

"Little San, hasn't your illness been cured yet?" Yu Xiaogang asked.

At the mention of treatment.

Tang San's mind filled with thoughts of that hateful Cao Mengde.

"Cao Mengde refused to treat me."

What?

As soon as he said that.

Everyone was utterly baffled.

"Why?"

"What right does he have to refuse to treat Third Brother?"

"He's a healing-type Soul Master and a divine physician. What is he doing, refusing to treat a patient?"

Everyone spoke up at once.

Whatever the truth was, they were deeply displeased.

It was as though Cao Mengde had been wrong not to treat Tang San.

Faced with his companions' questions.

Tang San told them the truth.

"Dad was desperate to get me treated, so he couldn't help offending Cao Mengde."

"Who knew that fellow would be so petty? He refused to treat me."

The facts were as Tang San had said.

But coming from his mouth, they took on a different flavor.

The Shrek teachers and students' faces darkened, and they spoke up in indignation.

"This Cao Mengde—I never expected him to be so narrow-minded."

"Third Brother, your dad is a Titled Douluo. Why didn't he hold his hammer over Cao Mengde's head and threaten his life to force him to treat you?"

It would have been better if those words had never been spoken.

As soon as Tang San heard them, his expression grew even uglier.

"That's exactly what Dad did. Who knew Cao Mengde's Soul Power had already reached level 97?"

"Nine..."

"Level 97?"

The Shrek teachers and students were stunned.

They remembered Tang San saying before that Cao Mengde's Soul Power had been just over level 90.

Only a few days had passed, and his Soul Power had already reached the terrifying level of 97?

Just then.

Ning Rongrong gave a cold snort.

"Third Brother, I'll ask Dad, Grandpa Sword, and Grandpa Bone to take you to Cao Mengde for treatment. No matter how powerful Cao Mengde is, he can't stand against our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

"If he still doesn't know what's good for him, my Grandpa Sword can surely slay Cao Mengde."

After all.

Her Grandpa Sword was a level 96 Titled Douluo.

With Grandpa Bone and her father's support, they could surely threaten Cao Mengde.

"Rongrong, the match is about to start. There's no time left," Tang San said, looking toward the Soul Fighting stage.

The Spirit Hall Team had already entered.

They were waiting for them.

"Rongrong, let's talk after the match."

"Let's go compete first."