Tang San rushed forward and clung tightly to Yu Xiaogang.
"Godfather!"
He quickly channeled a thread of Mysterious Heaven Skill Soul Power into Yu Xiaogang's body to treat him.
"How could it be Godfather!"
Tang San's heart twisted with conflicting emotions.
"Godfather, I'm sorry. I didn't know it was you!"
Suddenly, he looked quickly around. Dawn was just breaking, and there was no one nearby but the two of them.
He laid Yu Xiaogang down and tiptoed to open the door.
Oscar was still fast asleep and wouldn't hear what the two of them had done.
In other words, no one but him knew that he had injured Yu Xiaogang.
"I wasn't the one who hurt Godfather!"
"Someone else did this to him!"
"Who hurt my godfather so badly?"
"Godfather!"
After repeating those words enough times, even Tang San believed them himself.
"Isn't this just the same old trick again!"
Seeing this from above, Ye Lin couldn't bear to keep watching. It was exactly like when Tang San had cut off Yu Xiaogang's arm before: he hadn't been wrong in the slightest, and even if he had been, he could still claim he wasn't.
No wonder they called him the hypocritical Grandmaster, Tang the God King!
"Godfather, wake up, Godfather!"
"Don't worry, Godfather. I'll avenge you!"
Tang San held Yu Xiaogang's head and shook him vigorously. In his daze, Yu Xiaogang saw his great-grandmother calling to him.
"Now I can only take Godfather to get treatment!"
He was out of options. He hoisted Yu Xiaogang onto his back and sped toward Suotuo City with Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.
"Well, well, Tang San. You're the one who beats him up, and then you're the one who rescues him. You really get to have it both ways."
Ye Lin shook her head and looked away. She landed on the ground and quickly began practicing the Eight God Wings' offensive capabilities.
Her targets were the Blue Silver Grass leaves scattered all over the ground.
The Eight God Wings repeatedly stabbed downward, punching hole after hole in the Blue Silver Grass.
Attacking in a single direction with all eight wings was easy enough, but when she tried to attack in two directions, she couldn't quite control them. She couldn't manage Heart Separation Control.
A place immediately came to mind: the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect possessed a technique called Heart Separation Control. Though it was intended to control the release of skills, it would also be extremely useful for controlling the Eight God Wings.
Should she ask Ning Rongrong for help?
She shook her head and dismissed the idea. It wouldn't be that easy. Heart Separation Control was, after all, a secret technique of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
She didn't know when Ning Rongrong's daily mission would unlock. Perhaps that would be her chance.
Meanwhile,
Tang San pushed his speed to the limit. As soon as he entered Suotuo City, he began asking around for the hospital.
Fortunately, Suotuo City's gates weren't closed at night. Otherwise, Yu Xiaogang wouldn't have lived long enough to receive treatment.
Tang San looked at the building before him.
A few golden characters were written on the sign above its entrance:
Suotuo City First People's Hospital (Just Kidding)!
Then Tang San turned around and carried Yu Xiaogang into the Suotuo City First People's Clinic next door.
The hospital was obviously far too expensive.
When the clinic's healer saw Tang San carrying someone inside, he quickly ushered him into a treatment room.
The one who treated Yu Xiaogang was a healing-type Soul Ancestor with forty levels of Soul Power.
Pale green light fell over Yu Xiaogang, and the healer's brow immediately furrowed.
"These injuries are severe. Was he attacked by an enemy?"
He muttered the question and looked at Tang San.
"Are you his family? Pay the treatment fee first."
"Three hundred Gold Soul Coins."
"What!" Tang San stared wide-eyed at the healer. "Are you robbing me?"
"You can go somewhere else for treatment, like the Suotuo City First People's Hospital next door."
The healer remained utterly calm.
Before Tang San could reply, shouts came from outside the treatment room.
"Doctor!"
"Doctor!"
"Please take a look at my son. He was injured at the Great Soul Arena!"
The healer didn't even glance at Tang San. He stood and walked outside.
"I've stabilized his condition for now. I won't charge you for that."
"Do as you please."
Tang San was torn.
Over the past few years, he had managed to save some money.
But he had spent almost all of it.
Just forging Hidden Weapons had cost a fortune, and he had also bought a storage Soul Tool bracelet with half a cubic meter of space.
After adding up the allowance he received from Spirit Hall and the extra money he earned from blacksmithing, he had exactly three hundred Gold Soul Coins to his name.
If he paid for his godfather's treatment, he really would be left penniless.
Tang San agonized over it again and again, and at last made up his mind!
After all, Yu Xiaogang was his godfather. How could he stand by and watch him die?
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He had to get him treated!
But he couldn't be the one to pay.
Tang San's gaze fell on the Soul Tool bracelet on Yu Xiaogang's wrist. He quickly pulled it off.
"Doctor, wait for me. I'll go find the money!"
He left those words behind and ran out of the clinic to look for a pawnshop.
Suddenly, a shop caught his eye.
A short distance away stood a store with a modest storefront, but the sign hanging above it was unusual.
It bore a round emblem marked with several distinctive symbols: a sword, a hammer, and a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon. The three symbols were combined together.
As Tang San approached, he could sense a unique energy fluctuation. He knew it came from Soul Tools.
He knew he had come to the right place. Only a shop that sold Soul Tools would accept what he had.
Tang San hurried inside, but there wasn't a single person in sight.
"Shopkeeper?"
He tried calling out.
"Do you buy things? I have some here. Take a look and tell me what you can offer."
A voice rang out, utterly calm and emotionless.
It seemed to come from all directions, and he couldn't tell where the speaker was.
"Put everything on the counter."
Tang San quickly took everything out and set it down, including the Soul Tool bracelet.
"Two hundred Gold Soul Coins."
The voice rang out again.
"Are you trying to rip me off?"
Tang San glared into the shop.
"This storage Soul Tool bracelet alone is worth more than five hundred Gold Soul Coins. You're only offering two hundred?"
The shopkeeper didn't indulge him at all.
"Do as you please. If you don't want to sell, the door's on your left."
Tang San clenched his teeth and spat out two words.
"I'll sell!"
It wasn't his stuff anyway.
He'd hoped to make at least a little money, but he hadn't even earned a single Gold Soul Coin.
Yu Xiaogang's storage Soul Tool bracelet happened to contain a hundred Gold Soul Coins.
A bag of Gold Soul Coins suddenly flew in from behind Tang San and landed on the table with a clatter.
Tang San gathered up the coins and left without hesitation.
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