"Little San, don't grieve yet. Thankfully, Qian Chenming's strike that day somehow didn't severely injure you; otherwise, I'm afraid your teacher wouldn't want to live either."
Tang San didn't take it, only after a long while showing a look of confusion.
With someone as terrifying as Qian Chenming, how could that blow possibly not have severely injured him?
Immediately.
He felt another wave of pain come from his lower body.
Yu Xiaogang shuddered slightly and quickly steadied himself, saying, "Little San, don't move. You are currently an incomplete body and need to recuperate."
Hearing these words, Tang San's pupils abruptly shrank.
He struggled to sit up, felt his lower body, and wore a look of utter astonishment.
Where did my good brother below go...
His hands were shaking: "Teacher, what do you mean by ' mutilated body'?"
Yu Xiaogang didn't answer.
Tang San looked up at him, that gaze carrying a kind of nearly stubborn questioning, as if he wanted to forcibly dig the answer out from Yu Xiaogang's throat.
Yu Xiaogang finally couldn't bear that gaze, lowered his head, and his voice trembled: "Little San, after you were heavily injured by Qian Chenming, we carried you back... and searched all the physicians in the city..."
He paused.
Tang San stared at him, his heart beating faster and faster, and an indescribable chill crawled from his spine up to the back of his head.
"The physician said." Yu Xiaogang's voice was almost squeezed out from between his teeth, "Your meridians are damaged, and your Soul Power has regressed... all of these can be slowly recovered over time. But..."
"But what?"
Yu Xiaogang raised his head, his eye sockets red, and his lips trembling violently.
"But you were injured by that Qian Chenming's Angel Holy Light, and the critical area was in your lower body, so the only option was to cut it off for-"
He couldn't go on.
Tang San's pupils suddenly contracted: "Teacher, what on earth are you trying to say?"
Yu Xiaogang closed his eyes, his voice sounding as though it had been soaked in blood: "Little San, from now on, you can't be a man."
The room fell quiet.
As quiet as a tomb.
The others from Shrek all retreated outside, not daring to say anything.
Tang San's expression was even more like it had been frozen, stiffened on his face.
He lowered his head, his gaze slowly moving down, landing between his own waist and abdomen.
His hand lifted, then put down. Lifted again, then put down.
Finally.
He suddenly smiled, that smile uglier than crying.
"Teacher... you're joking with me, right?"
Yu Xiaogang didn't speak, only tears streaming down his old face, his body trembling slightly.
Tang San's Adam's apple rolled once, his voice dry: "So I'm not a human anymore? Am I even still a human or not?"
"Of course you are." Yu Xiaogang shook his head, "It's just somewhat incomplete."
Thinking right away that this was still too hard on a person.
Yu Xiaogang had a flash of inspiration and immediately added, "It's okay, Little San, this doesn't affect anything. Think about that Chrysanthemum Douluo of Spirit Hall-doesn't he also live perfectly well, and now he's even a Titled Douluo powerhouse."
Tang San:...
Thus, seeing that Tang San's expression still hadn't improved the slightest bit, Yu Xiaogang grasped his hand:
"Don't you worry, Little San, I, your teacher Yu Xiaogang, swear right here that in the future I will spare no cost to destroy Spirit Hall!"
After finishing.
He couldn't care whether Tang San's condition had improved or not, but at least Yu Xiaogang felt comfortable inside.
Originally, two days ago, he had intended to say these grand, inspiring words in the Pope's Palace.
Yet he knew.
If he said them, that Qian Chenming would definitely kill him.
That was why Yu Xiaogang had saved them until now; as it turned out, it was not too late.
Outside the room at this moment, upon hearing that Tang San had woken up, Ning Fengzhi and his party had also arrived at the inn.
Just as they were about to enter the room to visit Tang San, however, a hurried sound of footsteps came from the end of the corridor.
The person who came was the Heaven Dou Cavalry Guard Captain. He ran covered in sweat, and when he knelt on one knee, his voice was shaking: "Something major has happened, Sect Master Ning! The crown prince, Xue Qinghe, has disappeared!"
Hearing this, the scepter in Ning Fengzhi's hand instantly slipped away and dropped to the floor.
Sword Douluo Chen Xin furrowed his brow even tighter and pressed, "When did this happen?"
"Half a day ago. The crown prince said he was going out to clear his mind, and he hasn't returned since."
Bone Douluo Gu Rong saw this and let out a cold snort, "It is definitely the Spirit Hall's doing again. They clearly can't wait to go to war with us."
Ning Fengzhi picked up his scepter, his gaze sinking down, "Xue Qinghe is the crown prince and even Heaven Dou's future heir. If something happens to him, blood will likely be shed between Heaven Dou and the Spirit Hall ahead of time."
Before his voice faded, another Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect Disciple hurried over. Although his expression was not quite as panicked, it was clearly also important news:
"Sect Master! Word has come from the Spirit Hall that they have changed their holy maiden."
"A holy maiden?" Ning Fengzhi was slightly startled.
"As far as I know, the position of Spirit Hall holy maiden has always belonged to Hu Liena. It seems this time Bibi Dong's imprisonment and the defeat in the finals have changed a lot."
Having said that, Ning Fengzhi could not help growing even more curious about the candidate for the Spirit Hall's new holy maiden.
"Reporting to the Sect Master, the new holy maiden is named Qian Renxue," the disciple immediately replied.
The space inside and outside the room suddenly fell quiet for an instant.
Chen Xin and Gu Rong exchanged glances, both seeing incomprehension in each other's eyes.
This Qian Renxue was not as sudden as Qian Chenming had emerged, and she did not come without any information.
After all, before this.
They still knew who Qian Renxue actually was.
She was the daughter of Spirit Hall Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong and the inheritor of the Angel Martial Soul, only she had never shown her face before the world prior to this.
That's right.
She had never shown her face before.
Ever since birth, she had been secretly raised within the Worship Hall and had spent years away from the mortal world.
Afterward, there was not even a shred of information left.
Even the people of the Spirit Hall did not know the reason behind it.
Yet now she was suddenly pushed to the position of holy maiden...
Ning Fengzhi lowered his eyelids, his fingers lightly tapping against the table.
Xue Qinghe went missing and Qian Renxue appeared; he always felt there was likely some necessary connection within all this.
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