At Niu Gao's residence, aside from Niu Gao himself, the other three clan leaders were all lying on sickbeds.
They still couldn't understand why the weapon in Tang San's hands had such terrifying power!
It was far too fearsome—its speed and offensive power were overwhelming.
Especially its offense—how could it so easily break through a Spirit Douluo's defense?
All three had used healing medicine specially made by Yang Wudi, yet their faces still looked pale.
Next to Bai He, Bai Chenxiang was crying like a waterfall. She knew the other two clan leaders had been injured because they weren't fast enough to dodge.
But her grandfather, Bai He, wasn't the same.
If she hadn't been standing behind him, how could her grandfather—renowned as the fastest man in the world—have failed to dodge such an attack?
After all, the Speed Clan had maxed out in evasion and speed!
"Xiangxiang, Grandpa's fine… cough cough…"
"You call that fine? You were coughing up blood!"
Bai Chenxiang wept even harder.
Clan members were one thing, but as for family—her grandfather was all she had left.
Hearing that, Bai He suddenly seemed to remember something. He glanced at the silent Yang Wudi nearby, then took out a box from his chest.
"Old Goat, take a look at this. See if it can help treat our injuries."
As he spoke, Bai He tried to hand the box to Yang Wudi, but the bed between them prevented him from reaching.
Yang Wudi was briefly stunned. Fortunately, Yang San by his side was quick to act, respectfully taking the box and opening it before placing it in front of Yang Wudi.
"What the hell!"
At just one glance, Yang Wudi couldn't help but curse, then turned to Bai He with a dumbfounded expression.
"Cough cough…"
His excitement triggered his injuries, making him cough twice.
"Patriarch, are you okay?!"
Yang San asked with deep concern.
Yang Wudi waved his hand and calmed himself before glaring at Bai He.
"You old white bird!"
"You've had something like this and didn't take it out earlier?!"
"If we refine it into a pill, at least one of the four of us will definitely break through to Title Douluo!"
"You damned…"
Yang Wudi was speechless. That was a Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng—an immortal-grade herb from legend!
If he had taken it in his younger years, it might have greatly boosted his talent. Breaking through to Spirit Douluo or even Title Douluo would have been no issue!
And this old white bird had been planning to use it just to heal wounds?
Were the injuries really that serious?
Bai He was dumbfounded. He knew it was valuable but didn't expect Yang Wudi to react so strongly!
He had been keeping it on him in case he ever needed to ask a favor from Yang Wudi—then it might come in handy.
This time, with the three of them heavily injured, he remembered he had a rare ginseng root. Ginseng might help replenish blood and speed up healing, right?
He hadn't expected Yang Wudi to get this worked up!
Wait… did Yang Wudi just say that refining it into a pill could help one of them break through to Title Douluo?
Hiss…
Bai He sucked in a sharp breath. Was this thing really that powerful?
"Old Goat, what exactly is this?"
"It can really help one of us reach Title Douluo?"
Before Bai He could respond, Tai Tan couldn't hold back and asked.
"Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng. An extremely rare treasure—there might not be a second one on the entire Douluo Continent."
Yang Wudi didn't hesitate to answer.
They were old comrades—there was nothing to hide.
"Then… can this thing help us heal?"
Bai He asked instinctively. All he wanted now was to recover quickly and return to the Speed Clan to keep watch, in case that villain Tang San launched another sneak attack.
Yang Wudi fell silent, then looked at Bai He like he was an idiot. Damn it, was this injury really so urgent that it had to be healed now?!
He'd already made it clear—this thing could help one of them break through to Title Douluo!
"It can, definitely—but…"
Before Yang Wudi could finish, Bai He interrupted, "We don't have the luxury of time to recover. Tang San is a fallen one. His growth rate is terrifying. We must kill him before he matures!"
A flash of killing intent passed through Bai He's eyes. If Tang San could treat his own great-uncle like that, how could he possibly spare the Speed Clan?
Tang San had to be eliminated in the cradle!
"To hunt down a fallen like Tang San, forget Spirit Hall—we've got old grudges with them. Just swallow our pride and ask the saints of the Temple of Thunder for help."
Upon hearing this, the others nodded in agreement. It was humiliating, yes—but calling on the Temple of Thunder was necessary.
After all, Tang San's weapon was too terrifying.
Spirit Hall was out of the question due to past enmity.
But the Temple of Thunder was different. It was a strictly neutral force—so long as one acknowledged the unmatched might of the Thunder God King, they would go all-out to purge darkness.
Of course, only darkness. They wouldn't get involved in anything else.
"Sigh…"
Yang Wudi let out a long sigh, then nodded. He split the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng into three portions and had Yang San pass the other two to Bai He and Tai Tan.
"Just eat it directly. It already has healing properties. Such a shame… such a terrible shame!"
With tears in his eyes and great reluctance, Yang Wudi swallowed a portion of the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng. Only then did he sit upright with effort, cross-legged, and begin refining its medicinal energy.
Bai He and Tai Tan didn't hesitate either and followed suit.
Niu Gao: "..."
Suddenly, he felt like not being injured might've been an unfortunate thing?
He shook his head and quickly banished that thought.
He shouldn't be thinking like that.
"You all leave. I'll keep watch over them."
Niu Gao waved his hand and spoke.
"Yes!"
No one dared delay. Fearing they'd disturb their clan leaders, they quickly exited the room.
Time passed.
From time to time, blood-red light flickered around the bodies of Yang Wudi, Tai Tan, and Bai He. Their complexions gradually turned rosy again.
As for their wounds—they were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The effects of the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng exceeded Yang Wudi's expectations. Just one piece was enough to completely heal his injuries and even raise his spirit power by one level, reaching Rank 83!
Tai Tan and Bai He experienced similar results—each of them broke through by one level of spirit power.
They were somewhat confused.
What they didn't know was that this was compensation from a certain god. Otherwise, how could a five-thousand-year-old Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng, split into three parts, cause all of them to gain a level?
Niu Gao was dumbfounded.
Good grief, was the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng really this powerful?
(End of chapter)
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