Looking at the two remaining souls he had refined and restored to vitality,
Ling Xiao took out the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass and Infernal Delicate Apricot,
and sent one soul into each plant.
The Immortal Herbs trembled slightly, and instantly gained a touch of spirit.
Ling Xiao casually conjured a flowerpot that could block Soul Power and extreme temperatures.
He planted the two Immortal Herbs inside, then tossed the pot to Qian Renxue.
"Here, catch!"
"I got you two pets!"
"Huh?... Pets?"
Qian Renxue hurriedly caught the potted plants, at a loss for words.
She stared at the two Immortal Herbs in the pot.
One was red and the other blue. Their leaves trembled slightly, as if they had truly come to life.
"Could it be... those two powerful Dragon Soul Beasts turned into two plants?"
She looked at the two enormous dragon skeletons coiled like mountains, then at the delicate little plants before her.
Qian Renxue's mouth twitched.
Why did she feel like her teacher was always doing things no decent person would do?
If those two dragons woke up, they'd probably cry themselves unconscious in the bathroom.
"These two plants have at least eighty or ninety thousand years' worth of medicinal power. Not bad!"
Ling Xiao saw what she was thinking and curled his lip, his tone utterly righteous.
"I gave them a chance to come back to life, and they still dare complain? I'll slap them to death!"
"Alright, alright, don't dwell on it."
Ling Xiao urged her,
"We need to get back, quickly. It's almost dawn."
"Aren't you worried your subordinates will find out you've turned into a rubber doll?"
"Oh."
Qian Renxue obediently nodded, but inwardly grumbled:
I only asked one question.
You spent the rest of the time making all the arrangements. How did this become me wasting time?
Still, she couldn't be bothered to argue with him.
She glanced around, then up at the faint ring of light overhead, and asked without thinking:
"Then... Teacher, how do we get back?"
"You're so stupid!"
Ling Xiao scolded, exasperated.
"Don't you have wings? Fly out!"
Ling Xiao seriously wondered whether he was unsuited to teaching disciples.
It had only been a few days, and he'd already ruined this disciple!?
"Me?"
Qian Renxue's pretty face flushed crimson.
She'd already given up, yet he still managed to rub salt in the wound.
But... he did have a point.
Her Soul Power had recovered quite a bit,
so she really could fly again.
For the sake of recovering her Soul Power, she decided not to argue with him for now.
But just because she wasn't arguing didn't mean she couldn't still be mad!
Qian Renxue snorted,
and the six pairs of snowy-white wings behind her snapped open. She shot toward the sky.
She didn't even glance at Ling Xiao.
"You little brat, gotten a little too big for your britches, have you?"
Ling Xiao scolded her irritably.
"I should've lowered your Soul Power Level even further!"
But he wasn't really going to get angry with a little girl like her.
After its energy had been drained, the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well had turned into nothing more than an ordinary spring.
Qian Renxue naturally passed through the spring and made it back to the surface.
In the valley,
Dugu Bo had been waiting anxiously. When the figure shrouded in black mist finally flew out of the spring, he let out a long sigh of relief.
"Take your granddaughter to the Crown Prince's Residence. Someone there will give you the antidote!"
Ling Xiao showed no intention of stopping. He tossed out the words casually, then swept away toward the valley's exit with Qian Renxue.
"Hey, wait—Dad!"
"What about me? Did you forget about me?!"
Watching his father leave without looking back—and really leave for good—
Tang San instantly panicked.
Just then,
Dugu Bo's eerie gaze slowly shifted toward him.
He'd been entirely focused on Ling Xiao just moments ago. Now he finally had time to think about this little brat.
Earlier, the kid had managed to hoodwink him for a while. Thinking about it now—
Him?
A little punk who hadn't even grown all his hair yet—how could he possibly cure the poison in his body?
It was probably just a blind cat stumbling upon a dead rat, accidentally guessing his symptoms.
Now it was time to settle the score.
"Senior... listen to me."
Sensing the killing intent, Tang San hurriedly spoke.
"Actually, that man just now... was my father!"
"He came to save me, but he didn't want me to recognize him. He was afraid I'd lose my drive if I knew who he was, so he wouldn't show me his real face!"
At this point, Tang San couldn't be bothered to keep hiding anything.
Judging by the other man's eyes,
he was about to swallow him whole!
"Heh heh heh—"
Dugu Bo gave a strange laugh.
"Ridiculous! In all my life, that's the biggest joke I've ever heard."
"With that silver tongue of yours and no backbone to speak of, you think you're worthy of claiming a connection to that lord?"
Tang San was about ready to explode.
Saying he wasn't his father's son?
That was practically pointing at him and calling him a bastard!
This was more than he could bear.
From the way Old Poison Freak looked, there was no doubt he wouldn't let Tang San leave alive.
Better to fight than sit around waiting to die.
Maybe—
this was exactly the trial his father had left for him. Perhaps he was watching from the shadows right now!
With that thought,
Tang San tightened his grip on the Zhuge Crossbow inside his sleeve.
"Stop!"
A sudden shout rang out!
"Senior, please stop!"
A middle-aged man with a shoehorn-shaped face and black-framed glasses flashed in first, blocking Tang San.
It was none other than Flender, the dean of Shrek Academy.
Liu Erlong, a curvaceous woman, followed close behind. She was carrying a middle-aged man with a buzz cut and a greasy look.
"Xiao San, are you alright?"
Yu Xiaogang broke free of Liu Erlong's "dragon claw," then hurriedly straightened his crooked collar.
He rushed forward in three quick strides,
put himself between Tang San and Dugu Bo, and looked deeply concerned.
"What? You think the few of you can stop me?"
Getting beaten up by Ling Xiao was one thing,
but now a few irritating people had appeared just when he was trying to deal with a little bug.
Dugu Bo's face darkened like the bottom of a pot.
"Senior, senior, please calm down!"
Flender stepped forward with a smile, trying to smooth things over.
"If Xiao San offended you in any way, I apologize on his behalf."
He secretly sent a voice transmission:
"This student's father is Tang Hao, the Clear Sky Douluo of the Clear Sky Sect. He's studying at our academy."
"If anything happens to him, we'd have a hard time explaining it. We ask that you show some mercy."
"Hmph! I, Dugu Bo, have never been afraid of anyone. Don't try to use Tang Hao to intimidate me!"
Dugu Bo snorted and sent a voice transmission in reply, though his expression shifted slightly.
Tang Hao really was a mad dog and not someone to provoke. If he actually came after him,
Dugu Bo, in his current badly wounded state, might not come out on top.
What terrible luck.
Even grabbing a little brat at random had turned into such a headache!
"Apologize? Fine!"
He pointed at the ground, riddled with pits and craters.
"I won't even ask you to compensate me. Just put everything back the way it was!"
There was no way he could kill the kid now.
As for the people standing before him,
he knew the Golden Iron Triangle had some strength.
He was already seriously injured and had no desire to get into a pointless fight with them.
He was also in a hurry to take his granddaughter to be cured, and couldn't be bothered to argue any longer.
Yu Xiaogang's face immediately fell.
He was a noble Soul Master. How could he do the lowly work of a laborer?
But after weighing the unrestrained pressure of a Titled Douluo radiating from Dugu Bo,
he swallowed the words that had risen to his lips.
If they really enraged the old man,
the three of them might not make it out unscathed against a Titled Douluo.
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