Tang San in a Sorry State, Qing Luan Douluo Appears

Tang San in a Sorry State, Qing Luan Douluo Appears

"Thud—"

Tang San was thrown face-first into the dirt once again.

Huh? Why did it have to be "once again"?

"Clink, clank—"

Several more sounds rang out. Tang San looked over with a dusty face and saw a Gold Soul Coin and several Silver Soul Coins rolling to a stop before him.

He looked like a beggar being casually dismissed.

"Get the hell out!" the physician roared in fury. "If it weren't for those two Lord Soul Masters, you'd have been wolf food in the forest by now! And now you're accusing them of using your money to pay your medical fees? They even paid a Gold Soul Coin out of their own pockets so you could receive treatment for the next seven days..."

"Get out, get out of here! I don't want your filthy money either. Consider it the cost of saving a stray dog by the roadside!"

The moment those words were spoken, passersby immediately gathered around to watch.

Tang San's eyes instantly reddened.

His right hand had been injured in the explosion and was currently wrapped in bandages, hanging against his chest. Thus, he forcibly propped himself up with his left hand and stood.

"Give me back those bandages too." Before Tang San could do anything, the physician stretched out a hand and reclaimed all the bandages on Tang San's body. This was the Martial Soul of this Tool Soul Master.

"You!" Tang San truly snapped this time.

Being called a stray dog by the roadside—when had he ever suffered such humiliation?

The bandages around his right hand were taken away, exposing the Martial Soul that had been summoned there: Blue Silver Grass!

One yellow, one white—two Soul Rings made their dazzling appearance!

The first hundred-year Soul Ring emerged, and the atmosphere around them seemed to cool somewhat.

When the second ten-year Soul Ring followed right after, the atmosphere around them suddenly became cheerful.

"Huh? Are my eyes playing tricks on me?" A passerby rubbed his eyes. "Was that yellow first, then white?"

"Hahahaha! This kid is hilarious! Hahahaha!"

"Everyone!" The physician cupped his hands toward the crowd and said, "I have practiced medicine for many years, and everyone knows my reputation well. I have never used my status to bully others, much less my own patients. But this young Soul Master has gone too far."

"Not only did he blame the two Lord Soul Masters who saved him earlier, questioning why they used his money, but he even tried to attack me just now!"

Hearing this, the nearby residents began condemning Tang San as well.

Some even threw rotten eggs at him.

Pointed at by a Thousand Men.

For some reason, Tang San suddenly recalled the name of that god-level spear technique he had used before.

So this was what Pointed at by a Thousand Men meant?

His heart trembled slightly. Then he got to his feet and ran off in disgrace.

But after taking only two steps, he turned back and picked up the few gold and silver Soul Coins.

Just wait. I'll come back tonight and take revenge on you! Tang San silently vowed.

A gentleman might wait ten years for revenge, but that was only for dealing with Spirit Hall. Against someone like this, he should act early, just as he had with Bule in Suotuo City!

"Physician Huo, I never expected you to break through to Soul Ancestor during this period! Now you don't have to fear that kid coming back for revenge!" A voice drifted over from behind Tang San.

"It's fine. If anyone wants to cause trouble for Physician Huo, Dai Hu will be the first to object!" Another rough voice rang out. "If it weren't for Physician Huo, I wouldn't have been able to break through to Soul Ancestor before!"

"Pfft—"

Tang San's blood and qi churned once more. Two Soul Ancestors—how was he, a mere Soul Master, supposed to fight them?

Oh, no. He was a Soul Grandmaster now.

After all, he had obtained his Second Soul Ring.

His blood and qi churned again.

Tang San could only flee in disgrace.

Hearing the physician's surname, he deeply missed that son-in-law who had obeyed him in everything.

Meanwhile, at a small inn on the other side of the town, Shi Yueyi was feeding the principal of Nuoding Academy some prepared medicinal soup.

"I didn't expect you to have this skill too." Radiant Feather Douluo very naturally "walked" in through the window, watching Shi Yueyi bustle about.

"Mm, I used to survive on my own outside, so naturally I learned to identify some medicinal herbs and brew medicinal soups." Shi Yueyi finished preparing a bowl of medicine.

She had been an assassin in her previous life, and getting injured while outside was unavoidable. If necessary, she could even perform a simple surgery on herself.

"However, I can't help him restore his Martial Soul for now. He may need to rest and recuperate," Shi Yueyi said.

I thought you could do anything, Radiant Feather Douluo silently thought.

"Let this principal rest here for the time being," Radiant Feather Douluo said. "Just now, my old friend sent me a message. He's about to come find us."

After feeding the medicinal soup to the principal, Shi Yueyi asked, "Is it Grandpa Qing Luan? How did he contact you?"

Radiant Feather Douluo helplessly held out his hand, and a small cyan bird appeared on his fingertip.

"This is how he and I communicate—exclusive to us. It's more convenient than the earpiece you gave me before, because the range is greater."

If she became familiar with Qian Renxue in the future, would they also develop some unique way of communicating? Except it would be a Little Angel, not a little cyan bird, and certainly not a little white goose.

Shi Yueyi let her thoughts wander aimlessly.

"There are still more good people in this world." With a casual wave of Radiant Feather Douluo's hand, the little energy bird vanished. "I just went to speak with the Spirit Hall Branch in this city. They said they were willing to give that poor gentleman a minor position."

"Let's not send him back to that rotten academy. If he goes back, that vicious brat might target him again."

"Mm, alright." Shi Yueyi nodded lightly.

That night, Shi Yueyi and Radiant Feather Douluo left the place. The next day, personnel from the Spirit Hall Branch would come to take him away.

Bright moonlight spilled across the earth as Radiant Feather Douluo carried Shi Yueyi out of the city and onto a mountaintop.

Another cyan figure was waiting there.

"Hey, long time no see, old friend." Radiant Feather Douluo descended from the sky with Shi Yueyi and landed before that person.

The cyan-clad figure before her fit Shi Yueyi's image of a "Titled Douluo" much better.

Aside from her past-life self, every Titled Douluo she had met this time seemed somewhat unusual.

Pufferfish and Snake Lance usually disguised themselves as guards of the Crown Prince's Eastern Palace.

Radiant Feather Douluo was every bit the mischievous old child; even his occasional seriousness could not conceal his true nature.

As for Tang Hao?

Ha, was he even human?

He was like a rat hiding in a dark burrow, unable to bear the sunlight. Otherwise, people would chase him down and beat him. He was so lowly and dejected, yet his eyes burned with resentment and fury—he truly resembled a rat.

The man before her turned around. He had neat dark-blue short hair, smoky blue eyes, sky-blue bangs, sharp brows, star-like eyes, and a handsome face.

He wore a simple haori robe, appearing cold and distant while carrying a faint, almost imperceptible smile.

"It hasn't been that long. How could it have been so long?" Qing Luan Douluo walked over and glanced at Shi Yueyi beside Radiant Feather Douluo.

"Little Shiyue, I mentioned her to you before when we used that special method to communicate," Radiant Feather said casually.

Alright then. So while she had been unaware, these two had already held countless private conversations.

"Mm, I know." Qing Luan Douluo looked Little Shiyue over with satisfaction before saying, "I think I know roughly where the person His Highness wants to investigate is hiding."