Chapter 163: Eliminating the Poison
. Meanwhile, in the Blue Tyrant team's lounge,
Tang San lay in bed, eyes tightly closed, face pale as paper.
Suddenly, he felt a warm energy, starting from the top of his head and slowly flowing through his body.
Seeing this, Tang San opened his eyes abruptly, a wave of panic welling up in his heart.
Ever since becoming a cripple, he had longed to regain his strength, but this inexplicable power before him left him feeling frightened and confused.
Although he had received the Shura God's promise that he would be able to cultivate again in the future, he remained wary of this sudden and unfamiliar power.
He immediately attempted to mobilize his spirit power to resist this mysterious force.
However, as he was about to exert his spirit power, he suddenly remembered that he had lost control of it.
At that moment, the Shura God's voice echoed in his mind: "Fool, don't move! This power is helping you eliminate the poison in your body!"
Hearing this, Tang San suddenly realized and immediately stopped struggling.
He realized that he had been too nervous and overlooked the potential benefits of this power.
Moreover, with the energy shield in place, he didn't have to worry about this power harming him.
So, he lay quietly on the bed, feeling the warm energy flowing freely through his body.
Sure enough, under the influence of that unfamiliar force, the accumulated poison in his body gradually dissipated, and his previously blocked meridians began to flow freely.
Seeing this, Tang San's face lit up with joy, and he secretly rejoiced.
As time passed, the poison in his body was completely cleared.
Now, he could finally use his spirit power again!
"Hahaha!!! I can practice again!"
Feeling the surging power within him, Tang San excitedly roared to the sky, his depression and worries completely vanishing, replaced by an expression of immense excitement.
However, just as he was lost in thought, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his lower body, and he couldn't help but grimace in pain.
"Hiss!"
Tang San gasped, realizing that his second brother hadn't recovered yet.
He silently groaned, wishing he had known better.
So, he begged, "Ashura God, can you help me heal my second brother?"
Hearing his plea, the Asura God, far away in the Temple of Kindness, couldn't help but twitch his lips. "
Help you heal your second brother? "
Putting aside the fact that Yang Ziyuan had already reduced his second brother to ash, who would even pay for the restoration?
Did he really think he was being taken advantage of?
He'd caused this mess, and he still wanted him to clean up the mess?
What a wishful thinking!
Helping you cure the poison was already the most he could have done.
If he hadn't already spent so much energy on him, he wouldn't have bothered with him.
He missed Tang Chen terribly.
If he had known this, he should have left the battlefield earlier and helped him eliminate the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King!
By then, he might have already left the Divine Realm, and why would he even bother fighting against Destruction?
After all, Tang Chen had already reached the eighth trial.
Unlike this loser, who only made it to the fourth!
But now, it was too late to regret.
Things have already happened, and no amount of regret can change the status quo.
Now, there is only one way to go!
As long as Tang San can help him break free from the constraints of the godhood, then everything will be worth it!
Thinking of this, he said indifferently: "Restore what? A mere two ounces of meat, gone! Without this thing, you can also be pure and focus on cultivation!"
With that, the Shura God cut off the communication.
Seeing the Shura God reject his request, Tang San clenched his fists.
This old bastard, he's no good!
Although furious, Tang San dared not show it.
After all, the other party was a deity, possessing unrivaled power!
If he truly turned against him, he could kill him with a single glance.
Moreover, he needed his deity's throne to become a deity.
If he offended him, wouldn't his path to godhood be completely cut off?
Thinking of this, Tang San could only suppress his inner rage and try to calm himself.
He knew he had to be patient and not let a momentary impulse ruin his future.
Only by enduring humiliation and constantly improving his strength could he one day seek revenge on them!
Meanwhile, the kind goddess, having withdrawn her divine power, looked at the Shura God and said with a smile, "Shura, this little fellow's request isn't excessive. While I'm not a deity specializing in healing, I can still restore a damaged body. Would you consider it?"
Hearing this, the Shura God felt a surge of interest.
However, he wasn't prepared to pay any more, and could only mutter, "Free?"
Hearing this, the Kind Goddess nearly laughed.
However, for the sake of the Divine Source Grass, she was ready to nod and agree.
After all, this kind of injury was a piece of cake for her.
However, just then, the Evil God King suddenly jumped out and shouted, "What are you thinking? One thing at a time! If you want to restore his body, you must provide another stalk of Divine Source Grass... no, three!"
"Three stalks of Divine Source Grass?! You're crazy about it! No, there's none left!"
Hearing the Evil God King's price, the Asura God refused without a second thought.
He didn't have many Divine Source Grass left.
He had already saved them for his breakthrough, so how could he spare three more?
Besides, compared to the poison, a broken body was nothing!
Even a Level 2 God could repair this kind of injury!
But the Evil God King went right ahead and offered a whopping price of three Divine Source Grass!
Seeing the Shura God's reaction, the Evil God King felt a bit greedy and quickly added, "If three isn't enough, one will do! Do you really want your successor to be a disabled person? If word gets out, wouldn't that be a disgrace to you?"
"So what? He brought this upon himself, no one else to blame! Losing this will just motivate him to cultivate diligently."
Upon hearing this, the Evil God King was speechless.
He had expected the Shura God to compromise for the sake of his reputation, but he hadn't expected him to be so resolute.
Could it be that, after the beatings he endured at the hands of the two Destroyers, he, who cared so much about
his reputation, had decided to throw in the towel? Or did he simply not value this successor?
Whatever the reason, he knew he couldn't possibly get the Divine Source Grass from the other party again.
So, he could only curl his lips and say, "So stingy! And you're calling it motivation? If you, Shura, lost that thing, you'd be more anxious than anyone else!"
"You..."
"Alright, alright. Since Shura doesn't intend to restore it, let's not force it."
Seeing that the two were still arguing, the Goddess of Kindness quickly intervened to mediate.
"Well, now that the matter is settled, I'll take my leave!"
With that, Shura left the Temple of Kindness with a gloomy face.
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