Chapter 229: Healing
Dugu Feng recalled the original storyline.
When Tang San had met the Four Great Single-Attribute Sects, the Strength Clan recognized him as their new master immediately.
The other three clans, however, had all been "won over" through wagers.
Thinking back on it now, that really did seem childish.
After all, the clans had lost people because of the Haotian Sect, and the four clan leaders were all elderly figures from an older generation.
How could they be so impulsive, gambling like youngsters and getting easily provoked?
Their actions seemed more like they were intentionally giving Tang San a way out, allowing him to absorb them into the Tang Sect with a legitimate excuse.
Could someone behind the scenes have orchestrated it all?
If he didn't know about Tang Bo's existence, Dugu Feng would never have suspected it.
But since he did know Tang Bo existed—and knew what might happen later—that alone was enough to make him suspicious.
Maybe Bai He's arrival today was also arranged by Tang Bo.
That was precisely why he hadn't made a move against the Four Great Single-Attribute Clans—because it was very possible that Tang Bo was controlling them from the shadows.
Dugu Feng kept his expression steady, pretending to be impressed by the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng.
Ning Fengzhi, too, was astonished. He hadn't expected Bai He to possess such a treasure—and to offer it at such a critical moment to Tang Hao and Tang San.
Whether Tang Hao's injuries could be fully healed remained uncertain and would depend on the treatment, but Tang San would surely recover his vitality—and perhaps even grow stronger.
That herb was quite similar in rarity to the Qiluo Tulip Dugu Feng had once produced. It could rightfully be called an immortal herb.
After consuming the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng, Tang San's body was enveloped in a red glow, exuding a faint, pleasant fragrance.
That was the medicinal power taking effect.
Ning Fengzhi once again infused Tang San with healing power.
Tang San's face gradually grew rosy, steam rising faintly from his head. His skin flushed crimson.
The potent medicine was being fully activated within him.
Ning Fengzhi's treatment enhanced Tang San's strength, agility, defense, and vitality—allowing his body to rapidly absorb the medicinal essence and convert the fierce energy of the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng into internal reserves.
After a short period, Tang San's power began to visibly increase.
His spirit power rose swiftly from level forty-one to forty-three.
Only then did the red glow fade, and his body return to normal.
Tang San opened his eyes, trembling with excitement.
The power of one-third of the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng had not only fully healed his injuries but also elevated his spirit power by two levels.
He could still feel latent medicinal energy within him—if he continued cultivating, his strength would grow even further.
"Thank you, Great-Uncle!" Tang San immediately knelt and kowtowed to Bai He.
From their earlier conversation, he understood the deep affection Bai He held for his two nephews and for him, their grandnephew.
To bring out such a priceless herb in the Haotian Sect's time of hardship—this was someone worth clinging to.
"Good, good, Xiao San," Bai He said warmly. "Train hard. You have more talent and composure than your father. I believe you will surpass him!"
His fondness was unmistakable.
"Hao, you take the remaining Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng," Tang Xiao said.
This time, Tang Hao didn't refuse and ate it directly.
"Sect Master Ning, please don't heal me yet. My meridians are severely blocked—perhaps I can use the tremendous medicinal power of the ginseng to break them open.
When I reach my limit, I'll ask for your help."
Tang Hao spoke with determination, fully prepared for the pain to come.
Ning Fengzhi nodded.
Everyone watched him closely.
Tang Hao's absorption of the medicine was far more intense than Tang San's.
Faint cracking noises echoed from within his body—torn meridians and fracturing bones.
The sounds were subtle, but every spirit master present could hear them clearly.
The Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng, known as the "Empress Among Ginsengs," was an incredibly potent tonic.
An ordinary person could drink a drop of its essence and stay awake for three days and nights. Its energy was explosive and aggressive.
Inside Tang Hao, that energy rampaged through his body.
At first, it worsened his injuries.
Then, slowly, it began to repair them.
The process must have been excruciating.
Tang Hao started coughing up blood.
Dark, clotted blood and fragments of damaged organs spilled out—his body looked as if it were on the verge of collapse.
But Dugu Feng could tell: sometimes destruction was rebirth. Perhaps this was exactly what Tang Hao needed for true recovery.
Tang Hao persisted through the agony for a full hour, his body drenched in blood.
Finally, the violent fluctuations within him quieted, and his aura weakened.
Even with the ginseng's energy, his vitality had waned—like scraping a wound too deeply during healing.
Gritting his teeth, Tang Hao signaled Ning Fengzhi to start treatment.
Upon examining Tang Hao, Ning Fengzhi discovered that several of his vital meridians had indeed been forced open—though now they were ragged and broken.
They would require time to heal fully.
But at least, unlike before, Tang Hao could circulate spirit power again.
Ning Fengzhi sighed inwardly. The Haotian Sect's foundation truly ran deep. With someone like Bai He stepping in, both Tang Hao and Tang San had managed to turn disaster into opportunity.
If there was any hope of standing against the Spirit Hall, it would rest with them.
Ning Fengzhi shared the same thought as Dugu Feng—that the Haotian Sect had to take the lead in opposing the Spirit Hall.
Otherwise, why would he work so hard to treat them both?
He wasn't a fool.
Soon, the treatment concluded. Tang Xiao and Tang San's faces both lit up—the change in Tang Hao's complexion showed his injuries had greatly improved.
"Thank you, Sect Master Ning. After this treatment, Xiao San will return to the sect to cultivate," Tang Hao said gratefully, standing upright though still pale.
He was filled with anticipation, imagining his son's future growth after training with the Haotian Sect's secret methods.
Perhaps it wouldn't be long before Tang San truly matured.
Ning Fengzhi smiled encouragingly. "Among the disciples of the Upper Three Sects, perseverance is our hallmark—unyielding and ever forward.
Xiao San, you have always been more mature than your peers. Do not let setbacks halt your progress. Train diligently—I await the day you become a Title Douluo."
Tang San nodded solemnly, deeply moved.
Now that his power was restored, his confidence returned as well.
He would recover fully, craft new hidden weapons, and ensure that the evil spirit master who had wronged him would pay dearly.
"By the way," Ning Fengzhi suddenly said, "the Crown Prince will be here shortly. Upon hearing of your injuries, he expressed great concern and wishes to discuss plans to deal with the evil spirit masters."
Qian Renxue was coming?
Though Ning phrased it as dealing with evil spirit masters, everyone understood the real concern was the Spirit Hall.
And, of course, this was also an opportunity to draw Tang San closer.
During the Soul Master Tournament, Qian Renxue—then disguised as Xue Qinghe—had already met Tang San under Ning Fengzhi's introduction.
She must have been quite impressed by his twin spirits.
She might now also want to assess the Haotian father and son's recovery for herself.
Tang Xiao and Tang Hao exchanged glances but made no move to leave.
Given their current situation, the Haotian Sect would need the Heaven Dou Empire's support once war with the Spirit Hall erupted.
Showing goodwill toward Xue Qinghe was the only sensible choice.
(END CHAPTER)
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