Chapter 8

Dai Mubai nodded. "I do know a little. I only heard that this Physician Gu appeared three months ago, then opened a Medical Hall in Suotuo City. They say his medical skills are miraculous—no illness has ever failed to be cured by him."

"Is he really that amazing?" Xiao Wu looked at Dai Mubai skeptically.

"That's only what I heard. I haven't looked into it much."

"But why did I notice that everyone going to that Medical Hall for treatment is a woman, and every one of them is a mature, attractive beauty?" Xiao Wu had always scorned lecherous men. Even now, whenever she saw Dai Mubai, she called him Lecherous Tiger.

"Well... maybe women just have more illnesses."

In truth, a few days ago, Dai Mubai had passed by that Medical Hall and seen so many young married women lining up outside. He had been rather envious, since he was quite interested in women with good looks.

Meanwhile, Tang San was thinking about what Dai Mubai had just said about Physician Gu's miraculous medical skills.

He recalled Gu Ye's assessment of him. Subconsciously, he touched a certain spot, only to feel a faint pain.

Tang San was horrified. He hurriedly examined himself, and when he did, he froze. There really were symptoms in a certain area...

Then he thought of Gu Ye saying that he had kidney deficiency. He could not examine that, since it involved his internal organs.

He was only proficient in poison. He had not yet reached the realm where he could internally inspect his five viscera and six bowels.

Could I really have kidney deficiency? Tang San doubted himself.

He decided that tonight, he had to thoroughly examine his physical condition.

As Dai Mubai chatted with the others, they soon arrived at Shrek Academy's plaza for the final stage of testing.

The final test had originally been Dai Mubai's responsibility. He had wanted to use this opportunity to show Zhu Zhuqing his strength, then take the chance to get closer to her and ease the tension between them.

But when Zhao Wuji, who had been lying in a rocking chair, saw Zhu Zhuqing and Tang San's group, he suddenly felt restless and insisted on stretching his limbs. He directly snatched Dai Mubai's chance to conduct the test.

"Teacher Zhao, isn't this a little inappropriate? I'm supposed to handle the final round."

"Mubai, what's inappropriate about it? Flender isn't here right now. At Shrek Academy, what I say goes. Understand? Hm?" Zhao Wuji glared at Dai Mubai, clearly eager to stretch his limbs.

Dai Mubai could only comply helplessly.

Then Zhao Wuji tossed out an incense stick and had Tang San, Zhu Zhuqing, and the others discuss their strategy.

At that moment, Tang San spoke first and stated his decision. After they finished discussing it, the four of them looked toward Zhao Wuji.

"Finished discussing it? Fine. No matter what methods you use, as long as you last one incense stick's worth of time against me, you'll pass." Zhao Wuji rubbed his fists together and looked at Tang San's group with faint excitement.

Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, First: Power.

First Soul Skill: Bind.

Before Zhao Wuji could say another word, Ning Rongrong's support arrived, and Tang San immediately made his move.

"You're really in a hurry. Fine, I'll loosen up my bones." Zhao Wuji grinned fiercely. With several crackling sounds, he twisted his wrist bones, then his palm, as large as a cattail fan, howled toward Tang San. In the blink of an eye, it was right before Tang San's face.

If Zhao Wuji's slap landed on Tang San, not only would Tang San be bedridden for several days, but Zhao Wuji himself would not escape spending a few days in bed either.

After all, a certain Tang Hao was watching from somewhere.

Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track!

Bind!

In the nick of time, Tang San narrowly dodged while Blue Silver Grass wrapped around Zhao Wuji.

Hell Stab!

At the same time, Zhu Zhuqing appeared behind Zhao Wuji and attacked his back with all her strength.

Xiao Wu followed right behind with her own attack.

Xiao Wu's supple body swiftly climbed onto Zhao Wuji's shoulders. She wrapped herself tightly around him from above, using both hands in an attempt to throw his entire body over.

But no matter how much force Xiao Wu used, she could not move Zhao Wuji in the slightest.

"Is that all you can do?" Zhao Wuji snorted. Then, with a boom, powerful Soul Power erupted from his body. Zhu Zhuqing, who was attacking him, and Xiao Wu, who had locked him down, were instantly blasted away.

"Xiao Wu!" Tang San cried out worriedly, then leaped up without hesitation and caught her.

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing flying backward, Dai Mubai thought, My chance has come.

Dai Mubai already knew that Zhu Zhuqing was his fiancée. This was the perfect chance to play the hero saving the beauty and use the opportunity to ease the relationship between them.

With that, Dai Mubai leaped up, intending to catch Zhu Zhuqing as she flew backward, hold her in his arms, and comfort her properly—while taking the chance to enjoy the soft, alluring curves of her body.

But Zhao Wuji's attack had only blasted the two of them away, so Zhu Zhuqing had not suffered any real injury. As she flew backward, she turned her head and saw Dai Mubai leaping toward her with a lecherous look, clearly intending to hold her.

The first thing Zhu Zhuqing thought of when she saw this was how Dai Mubai had abandoned her and fled alone. A surge of hatred suddenly rose in her heart.

As that hatred surfaced, she instinctively reached into her clothes and pulled out a bottle. She remembered Gu Ye telling her that it was Anti-Wolf Spray, specifically for dealing with lechers.

Clearly, with that lecherous look on his face, Dai Mubai was a lecher in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes.

Just as Dai Mubai was about to catch her, Zhu Zhuqing did not hesitate in the slightest. She pressed the button on the bottle, and a cloud of white mist sprayed toward Dai Mubai, covering his face.

"Aah!!"

Dai Mubai cried out in pain.

He desperately covered his face, trying to wipe away whatever Zhu Zhuqing had sprayed on him, but the mist clung to his face like maggots on bone, leaving him in both pain and itchiness.

Still in midair, he fell to the ground with a bang, screaming and struggling in heart-wrenching agony.

Dai Mubai's condition drew the attention of Zhao Wuji, Tang San, Xiao Wu, and the others.

Zhao Wuji had originally intended to keep attacking, but when he saw Dai Mubai lying on the ground, clutching his face and crying out in pain, he hurried over to ask what had happened.

"Zhu Zhuqing, what did you use on Mubai just now?" Zhao Wuji stared coldly at Zhu Zhuqing.

"I..." Zhu Zhuqing looked at the object in her hand, then at Dai Mubai lying on the ground. She offered no explanation.

Just as she began to suspect that Gu Ye had lied to her, Dai Mubai recovered. The next moment, he got to his feet as if nothing had happened.

"Teacher Zhao, I'm fine." Dai Mubai wiped at his red, swollen eyes. Though he said he was fine, he felt a strange aching itch throughout his body and around his kidneys. When he looked at Zhu Zhuqing, there was a trace of anger in his eyes.

"Since you're fine, then continue."

The moment Zhao Wuji finished speaking, there was a whoosh as a Blue Silver Grass vine as thick and large as an arm shot toward his backside.

Just as it was about to hit Zhao Wuji, he inwardly cursed, What a sly one, then leaped into the air and slammed a fist into the ground.

Boom! A crater caved into the ground, and Tang San's Blue Silver Grass, which had been about to attack Zhao Wuji, was completely destroyed.

"If this is all the strength you have, I advise you to admit defeat." Zhao Wuji folded his arms and swept his gaze over Tang San, Zhu Zhuqing, Xiao Wu, and Ning Rongrong.

Tang San, Zhu Zhuqing, and the others looked at the incense stick, which had only burned down by a quarter. After exchanging glances, they silently nodded.

"Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, First: Power, Second: Speed."

"First Soul Skill: Bind."

"Second Soul Skill: Parasite."

"Second Soul Skill: Netherworld Hundred Claws."

"Waist Bow."

With Ning Rongrong providing support, Tang San covering and controlling, Zhu Zhuqing launching a sneak attack, and Xiao Wu attacking head-on, the four coordinated flawlessly as they charged at Zhao Wuji.

Yet before Zhao Wuji, the four of them were still utterly outmatched.

Boom! Boom boom!! The powerful shockwave sent them flying once more.

Off to the side, Dai Mubai clutched his waist, his expression slightly pained. Seeing Tang San, Zhu Zhuqing, and the others get sent flying again, he wanted to say something, but the pain around his kidneys made him too uncomfortable.

Tang San, Zhu Zhuqing, and the others were fully focused on fighting Zhao Wuji and did not notice Dai Mubai's condition at all.

"He's too strong. At this rate, there's no way we'll pass the test." Tang San looked gravely at Zhao Wuji.

For the first time, he truly felt the power of a Soul Sage.

As Zhu Zhuqing watched Zhao Wuji prepare to attack again, she suddenly remembered the needle Gu Ye had given her for self-defense.

He had said it contained a powerful Paralysis Liquid that even some strong experts could not resist. But what about Zhao Wuji, a Soul Sage?

The thought made Zhu Zhuqing decide to give it a try.

"I have something that might help us pass the test." Zhu Zhuqing steadied herself and looked at Tang San, Xiao Wu, and the others.

"Are you sure?"

"Not sure, but we can try."

"Alright. We'll buy you some time."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang San once again used Blue Silver Grass to Bind and Parasite for control, while Xiao Wu kicked off the ground and sprang forward to attack.

The two of them created an opening for Zhu Zhuqing.

At that moment, Zhu Zhuqing pushed the speed of her Hell Spirit Cat to its limit.

Zhu Zhuqing's figure was like lightning flashing through the night. With a whoosh, she arrived behind Zhao Wuji.

"Heh, you four coordinate pretty well." Zhao Wuji grinned, looking completely unconcerned about Zhu Zhuqing behind him.

Zhao Wuji was not boasting. With his defensive power, it would be harder than ascending to heaven for a Soul Grandmaster like Zhu Zhuqing to break through it.

But sometimes, humiliation came faster than expected.

Zhu Zhuqing reached into her clothes and took out an item—the Anesthetic Needle Gu Ye had given her, containing a special anesthetic liquid.

As soon as the Anesthetic Needle appeared, its sharp tip glinted coldly under the sunlight. Zhu Zhuqing gripped the Syringe and thrust it toward Zhao Wuji's back with lightning speed.

"Hmph!"

Zhao Wuji snorted disdainfully as an earthen-yellow surge of Soul Power rose around him to protect his body.

He did not dodge, clearly confident that Zhu Zhuqing could not break through his Soul Power defense.

But sometimes, a slap in the face came that quickly.

Pfft!

A nearly imperceptible sound rang out as the tip of the Paralysis Needle pierced Zhao Wuji's back without the slightest resistance.

The next second, the anesthetic liquid specially made by Gu Ye through the Surgical System instantly entered Zhao Wuji's body and spread.

"Urgh!"

The next second, Zhao Wuji's expression froze, followed by his entire body. He was completely unable to move.