Don't Tell Me I Have to Soak in a Medicinal Bath Again? Xiao San, You Absolutely Can't Let Anything Happen to You!

The sudden twists and turns on the arena left everyone so shocked their eyes nearly popped out.

How had that sword suddenly appeared?

And just in time to block a fatal blow for Qian Renxue?

Was it a Soul Skill?

But wasn't Qian Renxue already completely spent, with neither Soul Power nor time to react?

Tang San didn't fall into the audience. The anxious Flender and Liu Erlong caught him.

"That sword... blocked my Tang Sect secret technique, 'One Stone Two Birds'?"

His carefully planned scheme to eliminate the threat at its roots had fallen through.

And to maximize its power and make it harder to detect,

he'd even exposed the Clear Sky Hammer, his hidden trump card—

Tang San was so furious that he spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot

and passed out.

"Xiao San! Xiao San—"

"Healer!"

"Where the hell are the healers! Can't you see a contestant is critically injured?"

The moment Grandmaster saw Tang San collapse, he roared toward the edge of the arena like a madman.

Tang San wasn't only the crucial student he'd carefully raised to prove his Martial Soul Theory.

More importantly,

he was Tang Hao's son.

He'd once promised Tang Hao that he would teach him well and help him become the strongest person on the continent.

If Tang Hao learned what had happened, and found out Tang San had been hurt because he'd urged him to compete in Soul Fighting,

wouldn't Tang Hao skin him alive?

"Xiao San! Xiao San, you absolutely can't let anything happen to you!"

"Third Brother! Third Brother, wake up! Look at me, I'm Xiao Wu! You can't die!"

The Shrek group rushed over too, shouting anxiously.

The moment Tai Tan saw Tang San was hurt, he charged over and shoved Yu Xiaogang and Flender aside.

"Get out of the way! Move!"

He sent Soul Power into Tang San and quickly staunched the bleeding.

Surprisingly, the calmest person among them was Liu Erlong, despite her famously fiery temper.

She didn't rush to his side.

Instead, she reacted quickly and grabbed a healer standing by the arena, dragging him over.

"Move, move! Make way! The healer's here!"

The healer was a weather-beaten, middle-aged man, and his face was full of helplessness.

"Quick! Treat my young master at once!"

"If anything happens to my young master, I'll make you pay with your life!"

Tai Tan gripped the healer by the collar, his eyes bloodshot.

"Such a big mouth!"

"If you're so capable, then don't ask me to treat him!"

The middle-aged Soul Master wasn't about to put up with that. He worked for the Soul Fighting Arena and didn't believe the other man would actually dare do anything to him.

"Senior Tai Tan, please calm down. Saving him is what matters!"

Liu Erlong urged him.

Only then did Tai Tan snort and let go.

The middle-aged Soul Master was magnanimous enough to let it go. He immediately used Martial Soul Possession,

and the phantom of a waist-high jade-green frog appeared behind him.

"Fifth Soul Skill—Jade Frog's Tears!"

A stream of green liquid sprayed from the frog's rear and landed squarely on Tang San, covering him in a thin green film.

The Shrek group stared in alarm,

disgusted by the liquid.

Wait... weren't those supposed to be frog's tears?

Why were they coming out of its butt?

But with Xiao San's life at stake, they couldn't afford to fuss over the details.

They saw the green liquid shimmer with light, the bleeding from Tang San's chest stop,

and flesh knit over bone as the wound visibly healed before their eyes.

"How is Third Brother? Why hasn't he woken up yet?"

Xiao Wu asked anxiously.

If anything happened to Tang San, she didn't know how she could go on living.

"He's fine!

It looks serious, but his heart wasn't hurt at all. He's just lost too much blood and worked himself into a rage!

He'll wake up on his own after a while!"

The middle-aged Soul Master wiped the sweat from his forehead, gave them a brief explanation, and left.

Only then did everyone breathe easy.

They were just about to take Tang San back so he could recover properly—

"What audacity! You dare shelter a wanted criminal from Spirit Hall!"

"Men—seize them!"

The Platinum Bishop Salas strode over, his face dark and his eyes gleaming.

Two high-ranking Spirit Hall officials in uniform followed behind him.

Flender's expression changed.

He didn't know who Salas was, but from the red robe with gold trim and the five-pointed golden crown on his head,

he could tell that the man was a powerful, high-ranking figure in Spirit Hall.

They might despise Spirit Hall and secretly work against it, but cause trouble openly?

They wouldn't dare, even if you gave them a hundred lives!

Seeing this, Yu Xiaogang thought, This is bad.

Could he have realized Tang San's identity when he revealed the Clear Sky Hammer just now?

Qian Renxue also noticed the commotion around Tang San, but she was exhausted in both body and mind, and out of Soul Power.

She had no time to pay attention to it.

Besides, with her identity as sensitive as it was, she shouldn't get involved.

She gave it a brief glance, then disappeared around the corner.

"Weren't you in a hurry for me to help you restore your cultivation? What's this?"

"Now you're eating and drinking?"

"You little glutton!"

Once they left the Soul Fighting Arena, Qian Renxue stopped being in a hurry and started sampling her way through Heaven Dou City.

"Huh? I won ten matches in a row, and I'm about to get my cultivation back. Doesn't that deserve a celebration?"

Qian Renxue passed one fragrant shop after another, wanting to try them all.

But she only had one stomach,

so she chose a barbecue buffet where she could sample everything.

"Teacher, how are you going to restore my cultivation?"

While waiting for the owner to grill the skewers, Qian Renxue asked curiously.

"Don't tell me I have to soak in a medicinal bath again?"

She'd already soaked in one several times, but each time she remembered that awkward first experience, and her feelings grew complicated.

"Well... you'll find out when we get back!"

Ling Xiao replied calmly.

After he'd conditioned Qian Renxue's body several times, her foundation had become very solid.

All she needed was a pill to break through successfully.

But if he told her everything, what would be the point of being her teacher?

"Fine, don't tell me. But if you dare go back on your word, I won't let you off!"

Qian Renxue said angrily.

When the food arrived, she stopped talking to Ling Xiao and dug in.

Just as she was enjoying her meal,

the conversation at the next table suddenly caught her attention.

They weren't talking about anyone else

but the Heaven Dou Crown Prince, Xue Qinghe.

"Have you heard? His Majesty is planning to replace the Crown Prince."

"Crown Prince Xue Qinghe hasn't been around much lately..."

"Huh? What do you know?

The Crown Prince probably went off to recuperate again. His old illness has flared up.

He even went to Spirit Hall for treatment before, remember?"

"Oh, right, right, now I remember. That really did happen."

"I wonder what illness the Crown Prince has. Why does it keep coming back?"

"My aunt's second nephew, who serves as a palace guard, told me it's migraines..."

Qian Renxue had thought they were going to talk about how diligently she served the people.

She hadn't expected a topic like this.

Still, when she thought about it,

she felt quite pleased. They were showing concern for her, after all.

But the words that followed

made her face flush red, then turn ashen with fury. She nearly flipped the table!