"Teacher, did she tell you?"
The carriage had barely stopped when Tang San reached the courtyard gate.
Yu Xiaogang braced himself against the carriage wall and shifted back into his wheelchair, avoiding Tang San's gaze.
"No."
"She refused?"
"I expected as much. Spirit Hall would never give an outsider the cultivation method for Twin Martial Souls."
Tang San looked at the colorless face of Yu Xiaogang.
"Did she attack you?"
"Only with Soul Power pressure. She didn't hurt me."
Flender rushed out of the house and pulled up the sleeve of Yu Xiaogang.
The meridians that had only just begun to recover had turned purplish black again. Several dark lines also showed beneath the skin of his wrist.
"You call this unharmed?"
"If Bibi Dong had truly wanted to kill me, I wouldn't have made it back."
Yu Xiaogang pulled his arm free.
"Don't stand in the doorway. Let's talk inside."
Tang San pushed the wheelchair into the house and pressed a palm against the back of Yu Xiaogang. The Mysterious Heaven Skill flowed into his meridians.
The icy force was gone. Only the stinging pain of damaged meridians remained.
Ji Yuan had drawn off the lingering death qi in advance.
If the Rakshasa aura had remained inside Yu Xiaogang, his Heart Meridian would not have held out through the night.
Yu Xiaogang could not die yet.
His body could carry the Parasitic Poison Seed into Pope Hall. That alone made him a useful tool.
"Teacher, what else did she say?"
"Nothing."
"With her status, she wouldn't need to release that pressure just to refuse you."
Tang San withdrew his palm and fixed his eyes on Yu Xiaogang.
"Did she mention me?"
Yu Xiaogang picked up the notebook on the table.
"The finals are what matter most right now."
"Teacher!"