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At this moment, Yu Xiaogang's eyes burned with hatred, though some semblance of rationality had returned. He knew that the only person capable of fully healing his disciple was Ye Xixi, a member of Ye Wen's Medical Alliance.
Even so, Yu Xiaogang couldn't break his habit of putting on airs. With a resentful tone, he shouted, "Everyone, step back! Hurry and let him treat Xiao San!"
After everyone dispersed, Yu Xiaogang added, "Ye Wen, you'd better pray that you can truly heal Xiao San. Otherwise, the people behind Xiao San won't care if you're the young master of the Medical Alliance—you'll pay the price for this!"
Ye Wen rolled his eyes inwardly, thinking to himself that if Yu Xiaogang hadn't been such a failure in cultivation talent, with all the backing he'd received along the way, he might have become the protagonist of the Douluo Continent.
Approaching Tang San, Ye Wen crouched down and placed his hand on Tang San's abdomen. Using his spiritual power, he locked onto the Dragon Whisker Needles twisted into knots inside Tang San's body. Then, he channeled soul power to restore the needles to their original needle-like state.
However, this transformation undoubtedly caused Tang San further injury. The pain that had nearly numbed Tang San's senses suddenly returned with a vengeance, causing his body to convulse violently.
Next, Ye Wen used his mental control to extract all the needles.
As the Dragon Whisker Needles were pulled out of Tang San's body, they inflicted yet another wave of damage. The Shrek Academy uniform, already stained green with blood, now bore fresh crimson blooms.
From a distance, Flender watched the scene and couldn't help but smirk. 'Serves you right, Tang San, for treating my disciple so poorly. You've finally gotten what you deserve.'
But Flender quickly suppressed his smile. He knew that Tang Hao was likely lurking nearby, secretly observing Tang San's plight. If Flender laughed, there was no telling whether the petty and vengeful Hao Tian Douluo would retaliate against him.
As Flender suspected, Tang Hao was indeed hiding in the shadows, watching Tang San's suffering with a heavy heart. Fear gripped him as he silently wondered if his precious son would be permanently crippled.
Fortunately, Ye Xixi soon demonstrated her exceptional healing abilities. She quickly healed Tang San's wounds, and he no longer appeared on the verge of death.
Seeing this, Tang Hao finally exhaled in relief. However, his gaze toward Ye Wen now carried a hint of murderous intent, though he quickly suppressed it.
After all, Tang Hao was certain that the mysterious expert who had intimidated him before was undoubtedly aligned with Huo Yu'er and Ye Wen. If he merely seized the soul bone, it might be tolerable. But if he harmed Ye Wen, he feared he wouldn't even have a chance to escape from a confrontation with such an overwhelmingly powerful opponent.
With this, Tang San's ordeal had come to an end.
Although the champion had been decided, the rankings for second and third place remained unresolved. Thus, all rewards would be distributed after the final match concluded the next day. However, the soul bone wagered by Tang San had already fallen into Ye Wen's hands—it was, after all, a prize from an external bet, temporarily held by Qian Reng Xue.
Following the earlier incident with Sword Elder, no one dared to covet the soul bone in Ye Wen's possession. After all, everyone knew that the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect possessed wealth comparable to an entire nation, including numerous soul bones.
But who would dare directly seize or demand anything from the Three Great Sects?
Under Ye Wen's leadership, the Medical Alliance, though lacking the official title of one of the Three Great Sects, had already amassed a similar level of prestige.
As the ultimate victor of this wager, the authority over the soul bone unquestionably belonged to Ye Wen.
However, Ye Wen didn't rush to distribute it among the women. Though the soul bone's attributes were excellent—comparable to ordinary soul bones aged twenty to thirty thousand years—Ye Wen felt its age was still too low.
Moreover, as the young master of the Medical Alliance, casually bestowing such a treasure could make others perceive him as overly authoritarian, which wouldn't be conducive to unity.
Thus, Ye Wen temporarily stored the soul bone in a storage-type soul-guiding device, intending to allocate it upon returning to the Medical Alliance. He had already devised a plan: a contribution points system. Whoever contributed the most to the Medical Alliance would earn the soul bone as a reward.
In Ye Wen's view, the soul bone would ultimately end up in the hands of the ten core member families he had designated.
After all, compared to individual members of the Medical Alliance, the families aligned with Ye Wen had a significant advantage in accumulating contribution points.
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Late at Night—
Tang San sat cross-legged in his room, his expression grim as he meditated.
After a long while, Tang San slowly opened his eyes. His face darkened completely.
The human body was a wondrous thing. Although Ye Xixi had seemingly healed Tang San's wounds earlier, the internal organs twisted into a chaotic mess by dozens of Dragon Whisker Needles were not so easily repaired.
Though Tang San's physical injuries had largely healed, the fundamental meridians crucial to his existence as a soul master had sustained damage. While he could use the Xuan Tian Technique cultivation technique and his medical knowledge to mend them, he discovered something troubling.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Ye Wen had inflicted the most severe damage to the part of the twelve primary meridians corresponding to the Kidney Meridian of Foot Shaoyin. Though this wouldn't affect his combat abilities, the injury to this meridian could impact his vitality and even his male functions.
Though Tang San had remained pure and untouched until now, he couldn't accept being rendered impotent!
At this moment, Tang San clenched his teeth, his eyes blazing with murderous intent.
"Damn you, Ye Wen! How dare you inflict such vicious harm and take the soul bone my father gave me? You've signed your death warrant!
"You wait and see. When I grow stronger, I'll make you, Ye Wen, and the entire Medical Alliance pay for this!"
However, Tang San had slightly misunderstood Ye Wen.
After all, if Ye Wen hadn't targeted Tang San's lower body, he would have struck vital areas instead. It just so happened that the damage affected Tang San in this way. Blame it on the insidious nature of the Dragon Whisker Needles—weapons so cruel that Ye Wen hadn't returned them to Tang San after the match.
Only after this tirade did Tang San remember something else.
"!!!"
"Damn it! Where are my Dragon Whisker Needles?! That despicable Ye Wen actually took them during the treatment and didn't return them!
"This vile thief not only grievously injured me but also stole my treasure! Ahhh, Ye Wen, you've gone too far!"
At this moment, Tang San was utterly enraged!
But soon, he calmed down, collapsing onto his bed with a twisted expression.
His anger had aggravated his already fragile injuries, causing them to flare up again.
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