Cao Mengde Placed a Gu on Xiao Wu

Bibi Dong had given careful thought to her invitation for Cao Mengde to join Spirit Hall.

The man had touched two of her intimate spots.

Especially this time.

Because of her body's response, she had lost control and made a spectacle of herself.

What if Cao Mengde spouted nonsense?

If he told others about it, where would her dignity as Pope be?

Only by keeping Cao Mengde in Spirit Hall

and watching him closely

could she, if word got out,

kill him at the first opportunity.

But to her surprise,

Cao Mengde refused on the spot.

"Your Holiness, I appreciate your kindness."

It wasn't that he didn't want to join Spirit Hall.

Having come to Douluo Continent,

who wouldn't know the objective?

Join Spirit Hall and take down the villain Tang San.

Cao Mengde was no exception.

He wanted to gain the trust of Tang San and the others later, so they would come to him for treatment.

So,

he couldn't join Spirit Hall.

"How about this?"

"If Your Holiness needs me, you can send someone to Rejuvenation Hall to summon me at any time. I can make house calls."

Cao Mengde was unwilling to join.

Bibi Dong couldn't understand why.

She raised herself up and leaned against the headboard.

"Spirit Hall is the most powerful Soul Master organization on Douluo Continent. You must know that, so why won't you join?"

Cao Mengde nodded.

He certainly acknowledged that.

But he also had his own cultivation system.

Once he joined Spirit Hall,

if Tang San or Tang Hao fell ill in the future, given their hatred for Spirit Hall, they would rather die than seek treatment from one of its members.

When that happened,

where would he find the protagonist's group to torment?

"It's like this."

"Practicing medicine and saving lives is my dream. I only want to bring happiness to others with my own hands. I don't want to take part in any of the Soul Master World's conflicts. I hope Your Holiness understands."

Bibi Dong was helpless.

After all, he had already put it that way.

"Very well."

"I won't make things difficult for you. If you ever decide to join an organization, I hope you'll choose Spirit Hall."

"You may go."

Cao Mengde nodded gently.

That served as his farewell to Bibi Dong.

Little did he know,

the moment he stepped out of her chambers,

Bibi Dong's expression turned cold.

"Someone!"

"Send three Soul Master squads disguised as ordinary people to take turns watching Cao Mengde near Rejuvenation Hall, day and night. If you find him spouting nonsense, report to me at once."

"Yes."

As the saying went,

one must not harbor the intent to harm others, but must always guard against being harmed.

That was exactly how Bibi Dong saw it.

She and Cao Mengde had only just met.

She didn't know what kind of person he was.

What if he was a hypocrite, a shameless beast who bragged to others that he had touched the Pope of Spirit Hall?

When that happened,

her reputation would suffer.

She

had to guard against that.

[Ding...]

[Disease Treatment System notification: Congratulations, host. You have successfully treated Bibi Dong and gained 1 Soul Power level.]

Not bad.

His Soul Power had reached level 93.

With the system's help, godhood was just around the corner.

Of course,

that wasn't why Cao Mengde was excited.

He slowly raised his right hand.

His fingertips were still damp, droplets lingering on them.

He gave them a gentle sniff.

A musky scent shot straight to the crown of his head.

He gave them a gentle taste. It was a little salty, like seawater.

Clearly,

even after all this time, traces remained on his hand.

That showed just how much Bibi Dong had released.

It was truly terrifying.

That was hardly surprising.

After all, Bibi Dong had been single for who knew how many years.

Suddenly receiving that comfort, she was bound to flood like the Yellow River, impossible to stop once she started.

That had been worth it.

But now Cao Mengde felt even more uncomfortable.

It seemed he needed an outlet.

System.

Place a Gu on Xiao Wu.

She could never eat her fill.

[Ding...]

[Disease Treatment System notification: Host, you have successfully placed a Gu on Xiao Wu. She can never eat her fill.]

Cao Mengde had already thought it through.

The Soul Master finals were approaching.

The Shrek students were on their way here.

Didn't Xiao Wu like carrots?

Then he would make her unable to eat her fill and give her a starving ghost disease.

When the time came,

he would be sure to feed Xiao Wu a special carrot.

"That was close."

"If Sword Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect hadn't stepped in, the consequences would have been unthinkable."

On the road to Spirit City,

a grand procession was making its way forward.

It was the Heaven Dou Royal Knights, escorting the teams from the various academies.

Inside a luxurious carriage,

Tang San and the others were discussing what had just happened.

Even though the danger had passed, everyone was still shaken.

"Spirit Hall is despicable."

"They wanted to assassinate Third Brother and weaken the Shrek Team. How shameless."

Everyone chimed in,

venting their resentment toward Spirit Hall.

Tang San, on the other hand,

was more concerned about Xiao Wu.

His gaze softened as he looked at the girl in pink.

"Xiao Wu, are you feeling any better?"

Just yesterday afternoon,

something had gone wrong with Xiao Wu's body.

No matter what she ate, she could never eat her fill.

Tang San had tried repeatedly, but even with his Tang Sect techniques, he couldn't find the problem.

Ning Rongrong's Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda

and Ye Lingling of Heaven Dou Royal Academy, whom he had brought in,

were both supreme support specialists, yet neither could do anything.

"Brother, I..."

Seeing Xiao Wu hesitate,

everyone in the carriage turned to look at her.

As her companions, they were naturally worried about her strange illness too.

"Xiao Wu, what's wrong? Tell me," Tang San asked anxiously.

Xiao Wu was a little embarrassed.

She lowered her head.

"Brother, I... I'm hungry again..."

As soon as she said it,

everyone stared in astonishment.

Ma Hongjun exclaimed, "Xiao Wu, half an hour ago, you ate five chicken legs, ten carrots and three bowls of rice. How are you hungry again?"

In fact,

Xiao Wu had been hungry for a while.

But as a young lady who could never eat her fill, she had found it hard to say so.

To be precise,

she was never full.

If she weren't worried about leaving her companions without rations, all the food they carried between them wouldn't have been enough for one of her meals.

"Xiao Wu, it's not that I won't give you anything to eat."

"I'm worried your body won't be able to digest it," Tang San said worriedly.

Ning Rongrong took Xiao Wu's hand just then.

"Xiao Wu, Third Brother is right."

"If you stuff yourself until your stomach bursts, it'll be terrible."

At that moment,

Ning Rongrong looked at Tang San.

"Third Brother, I asked Dad about Xiao Wu's condition. He said Spirit City is a thriving place where Soul Masters have always gathered. Once we get there, we might meet an excellent healing-type Soul Master."

Tang San was helpless.

All he could say was,

"Let's hope so."

After all, the healing-type, support-type and food-type Soul Masters around them had all examined Xiao Wu's strange illness, and none had known where to start. They could only pin their hopes on someone else.

A few days later,

the Soul Master teams escorted by the two great empires entered Spirit City.

Cao Mengde noticed a commotion in the street outside.

He immediately brought over a small stool and sat down at the entrance of the Rejuvenation Hall.

Then he deliberately raised his voice and called out into the street.

"Miraculous healing hands! Specializing in all kinds of difficult and stubborn ailments!"

"Miraculous healing hands! Specializing in all kinds of difficult and stubborn ailments!"

His booming voice

immediately blended into the clamor of the street.

"Hm?"

"Listen, someone's calling out?"

"Sounds like a doctor treating illnesses?"

Ning Rongrong couldn't contain her impatience and lifted the curtain inside the carriage.

The three large characters for Rejuvenation Hall came into view.

Eager to seek treatment, Tang San subconsciously stirred a thought.

He wanted to see how strong this person was.

An ordinary doctor would only treat the common people's simple ailments.

He couldn't afford to waste time.

Purple Demon Eye.

He wouldn't have known if he hadn't looked.

But when he did,

Tang San's expression changed drastically, his eyes widening in astonishment.

"Titled Douluo?"