“Li…
Little San, quick…
quick…”
Yu Xiaogang, stuck in the middle, had a blue-tinged face; the erosion of the snake venom had weakened him to the extreme.
His original intention was to shout “Quickly save your teacher,” but he lacked the strength to say the second half.
These fragmented words, heard by Tang San, caused a strange chemical reaction in his mind.
“Teacher is already at death’s door, and the first thing he does upon waking is to tell me to run away?!”
For a moment, a deep sense of guilt instantly overwhelmed Tang San’s heart.
His eye sockets reddened, and he secretly cursed himself for truly having a way to court death; he had actually doubted his teacher was a useless person just a moment ago!
“Teacher, please rest assured!” Tang San was moved to the point of tears, rushing forward with great strides, his tone incomparably firm, “With Little San here, I will never let anything happen to you!”
At this moment, Tang San had been moved to a mess by his own imagination, not even sparing a glance for the Century-old Spirit Ring floating nearby.
Before coming, Gangzi had popularized that a Spirit Beast’s spirit ring could remain for two hours after death, so he was in no rush.
The top priority was to quickly save this self-sacrificing, good teacher!
He nimbly retrieved the Godly Zhuge Crossbow back into the Twenty Four Moonlit Bridges and backhanded a sharp short dagger.
Rip—
Tang San’s movements were crisp and clean, slicing along the tear in the Datura Snake’s tail.
After going through great hardships, he finally completely peeled Xiaogang, who was covered in indescribable mucus, out from the snake’s belly.
However, it was clear that Grandmaster Yu, who had seen the light of day again, was in a terrible state.
He was curled up on the ground, completely bloodless, his body uncontrollably twitching from time to time.
“The Datura Snake’s venom has already begun to invade Teacher’s heart meridians.”
As a Disciple of the Tang Sect in his past life, Little San was an expert when it came to poisons; he made a professional judgment at a glance.
What was even more fatal was that Gangzi’s entire left arm was already showing a gruesome purple-black color, and foul-smelling, thick blood was constantly dripping from the wound.
“It seems…
I can only resort to this desperate measure.”
Tang San knew deeply that once the snake venom truly traveled through the blood to the whole body, even a legendary Titled Douluo would have no way to save him.
Although the following method was a bit cruel to his teacher, in Tang San’s values, it was better to live a wretched life than to die well.
As long as he could save his life, what did it matter if Grandmaster Yu suffered a little grievance?
Tang San made a prompt decision, instantly pushing his Purple Demon Eye to the limit!
His figure moved like lightning, quickly searching the surrounding bushes for a few detoxifying and hemostatic herbs.
Returning to Grandmaster Yu’s side, he used his hands like the wind, pointing continuously at several major acupoints on Xiaogang’s left shoulder.
He forcibly locked the blood flow within Grandmaster Yu’s body.
“Teacher, in order to save your life, Little San has offended you!”
Tang San lowered his head and apologized in a pained tone.
Then, hand raised, blade fell…
“Ahhhhhhh—!!!”
Accompanied by the muffled sound of a blade cutting through bone and flesh, a tragic, pig-slaughtering scream instantly resounded throughout the entire Soul Hunting Forest.
Tang San turned a deaf ear to this heart-wrenching scream, skillfully smearing the chewed-up herbs onto the smooth stump of Gangzi’s severed arm.
The intense reaction between the herbal juice and the exposed flesh brought an extreme, stinging sensation that caused Yu Xiaogang’s eyes to roll back, cold sweat instantly soaking his back, and he was in so much pain that he couldn’t even speak a complete sentence.
“Li…
Little San…
you…”
Watching his teacher trembling in pain, Tang San knew how hurtful his forced decision had been.
Without a word, he knelt straight down in front of Gangzi with a “thump,” his eyes red, and performed three solid kowtows with a “bang, bang, bang.”
“Teacher!
Little San severing your arm was truly a last resort!”
“But all of this was to save your life!”
As he spoke, Tang San thoughtfully kicked the black, severed arm in front of Gangzi, signaling him to see how deep the poison was and how worth it his knife cut had been.
Yu Xiaogang: “…”
Looking at his own arm on the ground, which had been perfectly fine on his body just a second ago, Gangzi was completely crushed.
Did he really have to use such a hardcore, extreme treatment?!
He came from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and knew a bit of theory; he felt his arm could actually have been saved!
This damned Rebellious Disciple didn’t even think of other methods and just went straight to amputation?
Damn it!
Unforgivable!
Grandmaster Yu roared wildly in his heart!
But since things had reached this point, besides impotent rage, there was nothing else Grandmaster Yu could do.
To maintain the last bit of his dignity and inscrutability as a teacher…
“Sigh…”
Yu Xiaogang forcefully suppressed the anger in his heart and weakly waved his remaining right hand.
“Little San, get up.
Your teacher does not blame you.”
“Fated…
this can also be considered a calamity fated for your teacher.”
Forcibly completing his psychological construction, Yu Xiaogang slowly cast his lifeless gaze toward the yellow spirit ring floating in mid-air.
Looking at his empty left sleeve, Yu Xiaogang felt sorrow arise in his heart, but quickly, this bleakness turned into a near-pathological paranoia.
Since he was already a crippled person in this life, he had to hold onto Tang San, this sole seedling, even tighter!
As long as Tang San could prove his “invincible theory,” he, Yu Xiaogang, would still be the high and mighty Grandmaster of the Spirit Master’s world!
As for Lin Nuo’s matter, he would plan it carefully after returning to Notting Academy!
Everything, the advantage was with him!
Enduring the heart-piercing throbbing from his severed arm, a stiff smile that looked worse than crying was pulled onto Gangzi’s face.
“Little San, cough cough…
since this Datura Snake has been slain, her nearly four-hundred-year spirit ring must not be wasted.”
“According to your teacher’s many years of theoretical deduction, plant-type Spirits can absolutely cross-boundary absorb animal-type spirit rings.”
“If your Blue Silver Grass absorbs it, not only will it greatly compensate for its Innate defect of lacking toughness, but it can also perfectly inherit the Datura Snake’s paralytic venom.”
“In this way, your Blue Silver Grass will surely usher in a qualitative leap.”
Listening to his teacher’s weak voice, which was panting for breath, Tang San’s eyes reddened again, and a hot, warm current flowed uncontrollably through his heart.
So great!
Teacher was truly too great!
Having just experienced the pain of a severed arm and having walked through the gates of hell, the first thing he did upon waking was not to worry about his own injuries, but to plan for the future for his newly accepted Disciple!
To have such a teacher, what more could one ask for?!
“Teacher, say no more, I understand everything!”
Tang San nodded heavily, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and walked quickly to the remains of the Datura Snake, sitting cross-legged on the ground.
He raised his right hand, spirit power faintly spitting from his palm, and a light blue Blue Silver Grass quietly sprouted, swaying gently in the wind.
Following that, Tang San closed his eyes and, according to the method taught by Yu Xiaogang, used his mental force to firmly lock onto the bright yellow spirit ring in mid-air, slowly guiding it onto his own body.