With Tang San's current condition—he wouldn't die.
By the time Dugu Bo found him the next day, at worst, Tang San would have to cut away a dozen patches of necrotic flesh, leaving behind some scars—nothing more.
Ao Tian had already grasped Dugu Bo's weakness. In order to detoxify both himself and Dugu Yan, Dugu Bo would definitely save Tang San.
Standing atop the mountain for a while, Ao Tian soon turned and returned to Heaven Dou City.
When he arrived back at the Ao residence, he immediately heard sounds of combat coming from the training field.
At that moment, Gu Yue Na, Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, and Ning Rongrong were all inside the training ground. Ning Rongrong was assisting Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing, while Gu Yue Na fought both of them at once, tempering their combat ability.
As a support-type spirit master, Ning Rongrong could only stand at the back and cheer once she'd cast her buffs on Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing.
Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing fought with all their strength, but couldn't gain the slightest advantage over Gu Yue Na.
Gu Yue Na handled the two of them even more effortlessly than Qian Renxue had the day before.
Ning Rongrong's perception wasn't sharp enough, and since she hadn't personally fought Gu Yue Na, she didn't notice anything off—instead, she shouted encouragements nonstop.
Zhu Zhuqing, however, was utterly shocked. During the spar, she actually felt that Gu Yue Na was stronger than Qian Renxue.
"Sister Xue'er is a Soul Emperor, while Sister Na is only a Soul King... how is that even possible?"
In the end, she could only dismiss that feeling as an illusion.
Their attacks never landed, while Gu Yue Na's blows struck them again and again—light, but utterly decisive.
Even though Gu Yue Na hadn't used much strength, Zhu Zhuqing felt utterly demoralized.
At this point, she finally realized just how terrifying Sister Na truly was. She rarely made a move, but when she did—her power was unfathomable. Perhaps she already possessed Soul Sect-level strength like Ao Tian?
Otherwise, how could she so easily handle both of them at once?
Gu Yue Na's overwhelming display left Zhu Zhuqing yearning. She couldn't help but imagine when she would reach such heights—possessing Soul Sect-level combat power that transcended her rank.
Xiao Wu, knowing Gu Yue Na's true strength, wasn't as discouraged.
Half an hour later, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing had completely exhausted their spirit power, collapsing onto the ground, panting heavily.
Ning Rongrong hurried over and handed them water flasks.
Ao Tian walked toward them with a smile.
"Ao Tian, where did you go? You disappeared since early morning." Ning Rongrong asked first.
"I had something to deal with. Went out for a bit," Ao Tian replied.
"You didn't get noticed by those people from the avalanche, right?" Ning Rongrong asked worriedly.
"No." Ao Tian shook his head, then glanced at her. "Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, and Na'er are all training—why are you just standing there? Didn't you say you wanted to reach Rank 28 quickly and return home?"
Ning Rongrong pouted. "It's not like I can beat Sister Na. My job is to support Xiao Wu and Zhuqing. Besides, there's no little baskets full of stones here like the master used before. If I'm not running under weight, the results won't be as good."
"That's easy to fix—I'll have the butler make one for you," Ao Tian said with a grin.
"Nooo, please don't…" Ning Rongrong's face instantly twisted in dread.
She wanted to grow stronger—but the memory of those weighted runs haunted her. Running until you fainted? That kind of training was just too cruel.
Zhu Zhuqing's reaction was the complete opposite. Upon hearing Ao Tian mention it, she immediately said, "Ao Tian, make one for me too."
"Me too!" Xiao Wu raised her hand eagerly.
Ning Rongrong immediately felt ashamed beyond words.
"…Fine, make one for me too," she muttered reluctantly.
Ao Tian nodded. "You said before that staying with us was to motivate yourself to train harder. But if you're just here to play around, then maybe you should just go home early."
"I am training!" Ning Rongrong puffed her cheeks. "It's just that home's boring, and if I go back now, they probably won't let me out again."
Ao Tian suddenly thought of something. "Forget the stone packs. I'll craft a gravity-type soul tool instead—something that can alter the gravity in this training field. Running or sparring inside it will greatly improve your results."
Of course, by "soul tool," he meant setting up an array here—something that could assist Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing's cultivation.
"That would be amazing!" Xiao Wu exclaimed.
"A soul tool like that actually exists?" Zhu Zhuqing asked curiously, glancing around the circular training ground—nearly a hundred meters in diameter. She couldn't imagine a device powerful enough to cover such a large area.
"Relax," Xiao Wu said confidently. "There's nothing in this world that he can't make."
She never doubted Ao Tian's abilities.
Even if Ao Tian claimed he could pluck the moon from the sky, she'd believe him.
"Alright, you girls keep training. I've got something to do today—don't wait for me at lunch." Ao Tian turned and left the training field.
He entered his own world to begin alchemy.
There was no need to stay in the Douluo World to refine pills—he could do it within his own realm.
This time, he was refining pills for Di Tian and the other great beasts, using the highest-grade spiritual herbs. When the pills formed, they'd even attract Heavenly Lightning for tempering.
Just like when a fierce beast transcended a tribulation to break through its realm, Ao Tian's pills—immortal-grade elixirs in every sense—also had to endure heavenly tempering.
When the pills were complete, the world's Heavenly Dao would sense it and summon lightning to refine the medicine.
If they survived the lightning, their quality would rise to another level—sometimes even gaining mysterious effects.
For example, allowing the user to easily enter an enlightened state, or containing fragments of laws that could be directly comprehended upon ingestion.
Otherwise, how could they possibly help beasts with over 100,000 years of cultivation break through so easily?
However, relying on heavenly lightning for tempering was slow and troublesome, so Ao Tian simply refined them in his own world.
In his realm, he was the Heavenly Dao. Laws and rules? He lacked none. By inscribing his own laws into the pills, he could easily satisfy Di Tian and the others.
And best of all—it was quiet. No one to disturb him.
That afternoon, in the valley of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, Tang San—who had been unconscious for several hours—finally woke up.
The instant he regained consciousness, excruciating pain flooded his nerves, making his entire body tremble uncontrollably.
"I… didn't die from the fall? Ao Tian didn't kill me?" The thought flashed across his mind.
The Blue Silver Grass that had wrapped around him earlier had retracted on its own while he was unconscious.
He lay face-up in a pit in the ground.
Using his inner sight to examine his condition, Tang San's expression grew more solemn than ever.
His injuries were grave—his limbs crippled, and his internal organs badly damaged.
Fortunately, his Xuan Tian Gong had a self-healing effect. Even without his control, it had stabilized his condition.
Still, wounds like these would take months to recover from on his own.
What made him feel worse were the fifteen Dragon Beard Needles still embedded under his skin. The lumps where they lay had already turned purple-black—nearly necrotic.
Those dozen swellings covered his limbs, chest, and abdomen. If they truly went necrotic, he'd have no choice but to cut them out.
"I need to return to Heaven Dou City as soon as possible—to find a Healing Spirit Master," Tang San thought anxiously.
His flesh came from his parents—how could he willingly carve it away?
Moreover, if his injuries weren't treated in time, they could leave hidden damage, affecting his future cultivation.
Thinking of this, he tried to release his Eight Spider Lances.
But a burst of searing pain came from his back—they were severely damaged and didn't appear.
Tang San's heart sank completely.
His limbs were ruined, his Eight Spider Lances destroyed—how was he supposed to leave this place?
If he really waited for Dugu Bo to find him, by then, those patches of flesh would surely have to be cut away. And if it dragged on too long, his body might suffer permanent, incurable damage.
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