Upon learning that Tang San and his companions had been beaten again for causing trouble, Flander was equally enraged but couldn't say anything.
One had a Title Douluo father, one was a Star Luo Prince, one was a direct descendant of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and one was the future heir of Shenfeng Academy—though it was uncertain if Shenfeng Academy still recognized him.
"Sigh, I must change the rules when we get back."
Helplessly, Flander sighed. He couldn't hit them, couldn't scold them; he had to treat them like revered ancestors.
However, some of the blame lay with him, as he was the one who had said that not daring to cause trouble was a sign of mediocrity.
As a result of that one sentence, the Shrek Seven Devils had been beaten countless times, driving Flander to despair.
Usually, they didn't listen to a word he said, but they remembered that one phrase about not daring to cause trouble being mediocre. Were they playing with him?
Even with his internal frustration, Flander could only drag Zhao Wuji to retrieve them, while Liu Erlong refused, citing the need to care for Yu Xiaogang.
There was no other way; only he and Zhao Wuji could go.
Each person carried three at a time, and along the way, due to the large size of Ma Hongjun, he fell many times, even waking the unconscious Ma Hongjun.
Flander then told Ma Hongjun to walk back himself, as he was too heavy for him to carry.
...
The next day, after Tang Hao received a full day and night of treatment from a Healing Soul Master, he was fully healed, and his leg was no longer limping.
The Healing Soul Master, who was only level forty-one, was truly pitiful; he had expended every bit of his Soul Power to treat Tang Hao.
Every time he recovered a little, he was forced to use it on Tang Hao, and then spare a bit to treat Tang San, saving Tang San's life. It was truly difficult for such a small Healing Soul Master.
However, after being healed, Tang Hao regained his former arrogant demeanor. Outside the door, he lifted Tang San with one hand.
His black cloak flapped loudly in the wind. The former Ritian Douluo was back!
Suddenly, the voice of the Healing Soul Master came from behind him, interrupting Tang Hao's moment of showing off.
"Senior, you haven't paid yet."
"Hmm~"
Seeing that his hard-won feeling of his former self was interrupted by a mere Soul Master, Tang Hao's expression darkened.
He snorted lightly, casting a disdainful glance at the Healing Soul Master, and shamelessly said, "Would a Healing Soul Master like you lack money? I see you usually collect quite a lot. Besides, you only expended a bit of Soul Power, which is practically worthless. How dare you ask me for money?"
To him, it was merely asking the Healing Soul Master to expend a little Soul Power. How dare he ask money from him, the dignified Ritian Douluo? It was utterly absurd.
Moreover, it was as if he had money to spare now; he wished he could split a silver soul coin in half. Where was he supposed to get money for him?
"No, Senior, I've been busy all night. Don't I deserve something?"
Tang Hao's nonsense left the Healing Soul Master speechless. So, he had worked all night without sleep for him, and Tang Hao didn't want to pay a single coin, right?
Seeing the Healing Soul Master being so disrespectful, Tang Hao glared at him, emitting the pressure of a Title Douluo.
Two yellow, two purple, and five black Soul Rings appeared, nearly scaring the Healing Soul Master to death.
"That, Your Excellency, we don't need the money. I'll be leaving now."
To save his own life, the Healing Soul Master chuckled awkwardly, scratched his head, and turned to walk back into the house.
Seeing this, Tang Hao proudly raised his head. This was the power of him, Ritian Douluo; this was the treatment he, Ritian Douluo, deserved.
He then carried Tang San, preparing to leave, but then he noticed that some parts of Tang San had festered, and pus stained his hand.
"Hiss, I hope Sect Master Ning can save Xiao San."
Seeing this, Tang Hao became even more urgent, immediately taking flight towards the Dou Hun Arena, intending to find an opportunity to approach Sect Master Ning.
Only when Tang Hao had left did the Healing Soul Master reopen the door, grumbling, "What kind of person is that? A Title Douluo, yet he can't even afford a golden soul coin."
He turned his head and saw a wanted poster stuck on the door, and the person on it was dressed exactly like the one who had just owed him money.
"Wanted poster!"
The Healing Soul Master was startled at first, then calmed down and looked at the bounty amount for that person.
Providing information alone would yield five million golden soul coins.
"That person just now seemed to be going to find Sect Master Ning Fengzhi of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. Could there be a connection?"
Although the money was a lot, that person was going to find Ning Fengzhi. Who didn't know Ning Fengzhi? He was a famous figure in Heaven Dou City, the Sect Master of the number one clan in the world, and the current Crown Prince's teacher.
If there was a real connection, wouldn't reporting him be walking into a trap?
"Forget it. Fortune favors the bold, and the timid starve."
But for wealth and glory, the Healing Soul Master gritted his teeth and took the wanted poster, ready to report Tang Hao.
Gambling on this would bring several lifetimes of wealth and glory. He would do it.
...
Today's competition, with Tang San absent from the Shrek Seven Devils, and although the others had injuries, apart from Yu Tianheng's broken arm, their problems were not significant.
It was a five-on-seven match, and they easily achieved victory.
That evening, at Ning Fengzhi's residence in Heaven Dou City.
Inside the room, Sword Douluo was not by Ning Fengzhi's side. Since forcing Ning Rongrong into a political marriage, their relationship seemed to have grown somewhat distant.
However, Ning Fengzhi didn't pay much attention to it. He had already learned that Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo would die in battle later, and that was enough for him.
The door was suddenly knocked, and Ning Fengzhi looked over, then saw Tang Hao, dressed in a black robe, walk in.
He gently placed Tang San, who was on his back, onto the ground.
"What brings Ritian Douluo here, and what is this thing?"
Ning Fengzhi looked at Tang Hao's inexplicable actions, confused. He carefully examined the black lump on the ground.
He then realized that the black lump looked more and more familiar, and then, as if he had discovered something, his pupils widened, looking at the blackened Tang San in disbelief.
He asked Tang Hao, "Is this Tang San?!"
Clearly, he still couldn't imagine it. He had just healed them yesterday, so how could they suddenly be crippled?
"Indeed, they were attacked by some people. Those people were incredibly evil. Xiao San used all his strength to protect his teammates but couldn't defeat them."
Tang Hao's expression was dejected, but he obviously couldn't say that Tang San and his companions had started the trouble, so he naturally had to change the story. Anyway, not many people knew the truth.
"What? Damnable evildoers! I will go see Xue Ye tomorrow and ask him to pay more attention to the public security of Heaven Dou City."
Ning Fengzhi's face was also filled with anger. This concerned whether he could become a god in the future, and now it had turned into this state, making him feel heartbroken.
"It's too late to say anything now. I wonder if Sect Master Ning can heal Xiao San?"
Tang Hao sighed helplessly. Although he knew who the mastermind behind it was, saying it out loud would be asking for his own life.
"Yes, first send Tang San back to my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. I will have all the Healing Soul Masters in the entire school treat Xiao San."
A decisive gleam flashed in Ning Fengzhi's eyes. He would directly stop Bone Douluo's recuperation. For his grand plan of becoming a god, Bone Douluo's treatment could only be paused for now.
After all, he was a Beast Martial Soul Title Douluo; his own recovery would only be delayed by a few months. There was no way that was as urgent as getting Tang San healed quickly.
Now, Bone Douluo would just have to suffer a bit.