Bibi Dong Burns the Bridge After Crossing It and Wants to Kill Cao Mengde Again

Never mind a whole dose.

Cao Mengde couldn't let Ning Fengzhi have even a single drop.

That would be too perverted.

"Rongrong, I'm very confident in my medical skills. If I say Sect Master Ning's illness won't return, then it absolutely won't. Please believe me."

Even so.

Ning Rongrong still couldn't set her mind at ease.

After all, he was her own father.

Cao Mengde had treated her for an hour, covering her legs in medicinal paste and having her drink a specially prepared potion.

But what about her father?

He'd been cured in the blink of an eye?

"Lord Mengde, please let Dad drink some of the medicine you prepared."

Seeing that Ning Rongrong wouldn't let it go.

Cao Mengde could only turn to Ning Fengzhi.

He gave a helpless, bitter smile.

"Sect Master Ning..."

Ning Fengzhi had recovered from his grave illness and regained his former vigor.

He rested both hands on a scepter, his expression refined.

"Rongrong, Lord Mengde is well versed in medicine. There's no need to make a fuss."

"Fengzhi thanks you once again, Lord Mengde."

The three were about to leave.

Ning Fengzhi suddenly stopped, remembering Tang San.

He asked tentatively.

"Lord Mengde, Tang San is Rongrong's companion. If it's convenient, I hope you'll treat Tang San's back pain as well."

Unexpectedly.

As soon as Ning Fengzhi finished speaking.

Cao Mengde hurriedly shook his head.

"It's not that I want to deny you this favor, Sect Master Ning, but Tang Hao thinks far too highly of himself. He shoved his Clear Sky Hammer in my face and forced me to treat Tang San. If you were in my place, Sect Master Ning, I trust you wouldn't be happy about it either?"

That reason.

The three had heard it from Tang San.

They had been companions for many years, and there was also the Martial Soul Evolution.

Ning Rongrong cared deeply for Tang San.

She immediately spoke up.

"Even if Third Brother's father was wrong, you can't take it out on Third Brother."

"You're a Titled Douluo. Are you really so narrow-minded?"

The atmosphere in the room froze in an instant.

After realizing something was wrong.

Ning Fengzhi's expression darkened, and he reprimanded her in a low voice. "Rongrong, how dare you."

Ning Fengzhi really did know how to handle people.

He immediately turned to Cao Mengde with an apologetic smile. "Please forgive her, Lord Mengde. Fengzhi failed to discipline her properly. Please don't take my daughter's words to heart."

To be honest.

Cao Mengde really had taken them to heart.

So that's how it is, Ning Rongrong.

I just cured you, and now you dare turn on me, forgetting your benefactor?

Over the next month.

I'll make sure you pay a heavy price.

"Miss Rongrong is worried about her companion. I understand."

"But everyone has a temper. Tang Hao offended me, and I refused to treat his son. That's my temper. I hope you can understand that too, Sect Master Ning."

Ning Fengzhi nodded awkwardly.

"I understand, I understand."

Cao Mengde had already made his position that clear.

It seemed there was no way to use the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to plead for Tang San's treatment.

"Lord Mengde, I'll leave you to your work. Fengzhi takes his leave."

Ning Fengzhi led Ning Rongrong and Sword Douluo out of Rejuvenation Hall.

On the way to Spirit Hall.

Ning Rongrong weighed the pros and cons and still chose Tang San, indignant on his behalf.

"Damn it, Cao Mengde is so petty."

"Dad, you and Grandpa Sword should step in and threaten Cao Mengde into treating Third Brother."

If it had been any other time.

Ning Fengzhi might have done so.

But things were different now.

Cao Mengde had just cured him and his daughter, and they would be turning on him immediately afterward.

The Soul Master World would laugh at them.

"Rongrong, I know Tang San has helped the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect a great deal."

"But he just cured us, and Cao Mengde isn't some utterly wicked villain. It's difficult for us to make a move against him."

Sword Douluo felt the same way.

"That's right."

"It's all Tang Hao's fault. He was too impulsive."

"Even if we helped Tang Hao threaten Cao Mengde, that hot-blooded young man would probably rather die than submit."

After hearing their analysis.

Ning Rongrong was no longer as impulsive and began to think it over.

"It looks like we'll have to discuss it another day."

That afternoon.

Cao Mengde stretched and slowly walked to the door.

He had spent the whole day treating patients, and he was exhausted.

Just as he was about to close the door and rest, he suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"It seems I've come at a bad time."

Who calls herself 'I' like that?

It was obvious.

The person who could refer to herself that way had to be Bibi Dong.

Cao Mengde turned around and saw Bibi Dong standing at the entrance to Rejuvenation Hall, a scepter in her hand.

"So it's His Holiness the Pope."

"What is it? Are you sick again?"

Bibi Dong's expression darkened, and she couldn't help complaining.

"You're the one who's sick."

"I came to thank you."

Oh?

Cao Mengde stopped closing the door and led Bibi Dong into the hall.

He already had a rough idea why Bibi Dong wanted to thank him.

While feeding Ning Rongrong her medicine during the day, he had asked about it. Since Tang San and Ning Rongrong couldn't compete, the Spirit Hall Team had defeated the Shrek Team in an instant and won the championship.

At that moment.

Bibi Dong's gaze suddenly turned cold.

She radiated an intent to kill.

"Are you thanking me for refusing to treat Tang San? For Spirit Hall winning the championship?"

"You're too polite, Your Holiness."

"But I still want to ask: you once said that if I helped the Spirit Hall Team win the championship, you'd betroth Hu Liena to me. When can I be with Nana?"

At the thought of that seductive fox Hu Liena.

Cao Mengde's heart pounded.

One could say Hu Liena wasn't the most beautiful.

But with her fox Martial Soul, she was definitely the most seductive.

And it was often the most seductive women who were the most deadly and gave men the greatest pleasure.

Little did he know.

The killing intent on Bibi Dong's face was growing stronger.

Back then.

If she hadn't said that, why would Cao Mengde have helped her?

She had come to Rejuvenation Hall this time to secretly deal with her scandal.

"Cao Mengde, don't blame me."

"If you were one of Spirit Hall's people, perhaps I wouldn't kill you."

What?

Cao Mengde stared in shock.

Before he could react, he heard a surge of Soul Power shoot out and slam the door shut.

"Your Holiness, what do you mean by this?"

"From the sound of it, it seems you're going to kill me again?"

Bibi Dong slowly turned around and met Cao Mengde's gaze.

"I can grant you a quick death."

"Your refusal to treat Tang San played a part in the Spirit Hall Team winning the championship. If you reveal it someday, how could Spirit Hall save face? How could I?"

"So you must die."

Wait!

Her words left Cao Mengde utterly dumbfounded.

"Bibi Dong, you fickle little schemer."

"Last time you burned the bridge after crossing it, and now you're doing the same thing again. If I'd known, I wouldn't have helped when you were bleeding so badly. I'd have let you die."

Bibi Dong didn't want to do this either.

But from her position as Pope, she had to consider these matters.

Cao Mengde had always refused to join Spirit Hall and was an independent Soul Master.

She couldn't keep him under her control at all times, so naturally she couldn't fully trust him to keep his mouth shut.

"Mengde, you can hate me, but I have no choice."

With that.

A monstrous pressure spread from Bibi Dong's body.

But what she hadn't expected.

It was clearly Cao Mengde who should have been held in place by the pressure.

So why couldn't she move?

Fear appeared in Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes.

"Y-you... your Soul Power?"