Suotuo City First People's Hospital, Tang San Saves His Father

Tang San rushed forward and held Yu Xiaogang tightly in his arms.

"Foster father!"

He quickly injected a wisp of Mysterious Heaven Skill soul power into Yu Xiaogang's body to treat him.

"How could it be foster father!"

Tang San's heart was filled with turmoil.

"Foster father, I'm sorry, I didn't know it was you!"

Suddenly, he looked quickly around; the sky was just beginning to brighten, and there was no one else nearby but the two of them.

He laid Yu Xiaogang down and tiptoed to push open the door.

Oscar was still fast asleep and wouldn't have heard what the two of them had done.

In other words, no one but him knew that he was the one who had injured Yu Xiaogang.

"I didn't hurt foster father!"

"The one who hurt foster father must be someone else!"

"Who could have hurt my foster father like this!"

"Foster father!"

After repeating these words a few times, Tang San even started to believe them himself.

"Isn't this just repeating the same old trick!"

High in the air, Ye Lin couldn't bear to watch this scene any longer. It was exactly the same as when he had cut off Yu Xiaogang's arm before; he never had the slightest fault, and even if he did, he could twist it into being blameless.

He truly lived up to his name as the double-standard master, God King Tang!

"Foster father, wake up, foster father."

"Don't worry, foster father, I will definitely avenge you!"

Tang San held Yu Xiaogang's head and shook it repeatedly, while in the depths of his consciousness, Yu Xiaogang saw his great-grandmother calling out to him.

"I have no choice but to take foster father to get medical help now!"

Having run out of options, he hoisted Yu Xiaogang onto his back and, utilizing the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, dashed rapidly in the direction of Suotuo City.

"What a Tang San. You're the one who beat him, and you're the one who saves him; you really have to take it all."

Ye Lin shook her head and stopped watching, landing on the ground to quickly practice the offensive capabilities of the Eight God Wings.

Her target was the Blue Silver Grass leaves that could be seen everywhere on the ground.

The Eight God Wings thrust downward repeatedly, poking hole after hole into the Blue Silver Grass on the ground.

It was easy enough for the Eight God Wings to attack in one direction simultaneously, but when it came to attacking in two directions, she struggled to maintain control and couldn't achieve split-mind control.

A place suddenly came to Ye Lin's mind: the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect possessed the ability of split-mind control. Although this ability was intended for skill casting, it would still be of immense benefit for controlling the Eight God Wings.

Ask Ning Rongrong for advice?

She shook her head slightly and dismissed the idea. It wouldn't be that easy; after all, split-mind control was a secret technique of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect that was never passed on to outsiders.

She wondered when Ning Rongrong's daily tasks would unlock; perhaps that would be an opportunity.

On the other side, Tang San pushed his movement speed to the limit, and upon entering Suotuo City, he began inquiring about the location of a hospital.

It was fortunate that the gates of Suotuo City never closed, otherwise, Yu Xiaogang would not have survived long enough to receive treatment.

Tang San looked at the building before him.

On the plaque above the entrance of that building were several gold-stamped characters:

Suotuo City First People's Hospital (a little prank)!

Afterward, Tang San turned and carried Yu Xiaogang into the Suotuo City First People's Clinic next door.

It was obvious that the hospital was far too expensive.

Seeing Tang San carry someone in, the attending physician at the clinic quickly guided him into a treatment room.

The one performing the treatment was a healing-type Soul Ancestor with forty levels of soul power.

As a pale green light fell upon Yu Xiaogang, the physician's brows immediately furrowed.

"Such severe injuries. Was he being hunted by enemies?"

He muttered a sentence and looked at Tang San.

"Are you his family? Pay the consultation fee first."

"Three hundred Gold Soul Coins."

"Ah!" Tang San widened his eyes as he looked at the physician before him. "Are you robbing me?"

"You can choose to go somewhere else for treatment, such as the Suotuo City First People's Hospital next door."

The physician remained quite indifferent.

Before Tang San could even speak, shouts erupted from outside the treatment room.

"Doctor!"

"Doctor!"

"Quick, look at my son! He was injured at the Great Soul Arena."

Without even glancing at Tang San, the physician stood up and walked toward the door.

"I have temporarily saved his life, so I won't charge you for this."

"Suit yourself."

Tang San felt a sense of inner conflict.

Over the past few years, Tang San had managed to save up a certain amount of money.

However, he had spent almost all of it.

Forging hidden weapons alone required a massive expenditure, and he had also purchased a storage Soul Tool bracelet with half a cubic meter of space.

Counting the subsidies he received from Martial Soul Hall and the extra money earned from blacksmithing, he had exactly three hundred Gold Soul Coins to his name.

If he paid for his foster father's treatment, he would truly be penniless.

Tang San went through another round of frantic hesitation before finally making up his mind!

After all, this was his foster father; how could he just watch him die?

He had to save him!

But he couldn't be the one to pay for it.

Tang San's gaze fell upon the Soul Tool bracelet belonging to Yu Xiaogang, and he quickly stripped it off.

"Doctor, wait for me! I'm going to raise the money!"

He left those words behind and ran out of the clinic to search for a pawn shop.

Suddenly, his gaze was drawn to a particular shop.

Not far away stood a storefront; it wasn't large, but the sign hanging above it was quite unique.

The sign was engraved with a circular mark containing several special symbols: a sword, a hammer, and a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, all three emblems combined together.

As Tang San approached, he could feel a distinct energy fluctuation. He knew clearly that this was the energy signature of a Soul Tool.

He knew he had come to the right place; only a shop that sold Soul Tools would be able to accept the items he had in his possession.

Tang San quickly walked inside, but he didn't see a single soul.

"Boss?"

He tried calling out.

"Do you buy items? I have some here; take a look and tell me what price you can offer."

A voice, extremely calm and devoid of emotional fluctuation, rang out.

The voice seemed to come from all directions, making it impossible to locate the speaker.

"Place the items on the counter."

Tang San quickly took out everything he had and placed it on the counter, along with the Soul Tool bracelet.

"Two hundred Gold Soul Coins."

The voice sounded again.

"Are you robbing me?!"

Tang San glared into the depths of the shop.

"This storage Soul Tool bracelet alone is worth more than five hundred Gold Soul Coins, and you're only offering two hundred?"

The shopkeeper didn't indulge Tang San in the slightest.

"Suit yourself. If you don't want to sell, turn left at the door."

Tang San gritted his teeth and spat out two words.

"I'll sell!"

It wasn't his own property anyway.

He had originally hoped to make a little profit, but he hadn't expected to earn a single extra Gold Soul Coin; there happened to be exactly one hundred Gold Soul Coins inside Yu Xiaogang's storage Soul Tool bracelet.

A bag of Gold Soul Coins suddenly flew from behind Tang San and landed on the table with a thud.

Tang San gathered the Gold Soul Coins and left the place without a moment's hesitation.