I Can See Your Combat Power - Chapter 633

Chapter 633: Chapter Six Hundred and Twenty-nine: Cheating

In Xiangyun Valley, within the Medical Hall

Tang Sen lay naked in the medicine, the once clear milk-white liquid had turned to dark green, emitting waves of stench. Yet Tang Luo seemed oblivious, his eyes fixed intently on his father.

When the dark green liquid turned pitch black, Tang Luo cried out, “Change the medicine!”

A moment after he spoke, two physicians from outside the door pushed in a barrel of fresh milk-white liquid. Tang Luo carefully moved his father, Tang Sen, into a new barrel of medicine.

The two doctors carted away the barrel of foul-smelling black liquid, leaving only father and son in the quiet room.

Submerged in the liquid, Tang Sen closed his eyes tightly, his brows furrowed. As numerous streams of green energy entered the medicine from his pores, Tang Sen’s brows gradually relaxed, relieving the pain he had experienced.

A few days ago, Tang Sen was attacked by an envoy from the Mi Clan; during their melee, the attacker suddenly self-destructed, surrounding Tang Sen with a poisonous cloud. Fortunately, Tang Sen, whose spiritual power had awakened, was incredibly tough. The lethal poison just rendered him unconscious instead of killing him.

To fall unconscious in the heat of battle was perhaps a fate worse than death. Luckily, a Martial Ancestor from the Zhu family saved him, enabling him to return to the Medical Hall for treatment.

However, the amount of poison Tang Sen had inhaled was just too high. This poison, which feeds on gold-series spiritual power, had occupied parts of his body and nestled among his internal organs. The struggle between two streams of spiritual power inside him prevented him from regaining consciousness.

“How is the Sect Head?”

The quiet room’s door was opened again. It was Tang Qingyi, who had come to check on Tang Sen. As she looked into the medicine barrel, she turned to Tang Luo and asked, “Has the Sect Head shown any signs of awakening today?”

“No.” Tang Luo shook his head with a wooden expression, “However, when we changed the medicine, his brows relaxed. Therefore, I think he should wake up soon.”

Tang Qingyi nodded and said, “Thanks to your Innate Qi, otherwise, the Sect Head might still be unconscious for a long time.”

“It’s only right.” Tang Luo responded casually, then turned to the usually reticent physician, “Did you need to discuss something?”

Previously, Tang Qingyi only glanced at the medicine barrel and then left. Today, however, she stood there, asking all sorts of questions. If Tang Luo hadn’t already deduced that she had sought him for his help, he would have been surprised.

“It’s a small matter,” Tang Qingyi admitted awkwardly, “a Martial Ancestor from our clan also fell unconscious due to the green mist. I wanted to ask for your help.”

Innate Qi can suppress the toxicity of the green mist, which is why Tang Sen’s body was able to expel the toxins at such a rapid pace. With another Martial Ancestor in the clan falling ill, Tang Qingyi had come specially to seek help.

“Sure.” Tang Luo nodded, “Shall I go now?”

“Yes, he’s in the next quiet room.” Tang Qingyi was relieved by LuoTong’s easy agreement, and quickly opened the door to the quiet room nearby.

When Tang Luo returned to his father’s room, Tang Sen, who had been unconscious before, had already regained consciousness. He was sitting in the medicine barrel, focusing on his inner Qi.

Hearing the opening and closing of the quiet room’s door, Tang Sen opened his eyes. Seeing Tang Luo’s worried expression, he nodded lightly and said, “Your father is alright.”

Even though he had been unconscious these past few days, his mind was incredibly clear. He knew Tang Luo had been by his side, continuously pouring his Innate Qi into him.

However, as a man, his expression of emotion was always reserved. Despite his gratitude, all that made it out was a simple sentence.

Tang Luo didn’t beat around the bush and nodded, “The physicians said that you must be immersed in the medicine to draw out the poison from your body before you can regain your strength. This green Qi feeds on the spiritual power of metal, which is the natural enemy of the Heavenly Pathway Technique.”

Hearing this explanation from Tang Luo, Tang Sen stopped his inner Qi work, rested against the side of the medicine barrel and asked, “How is the situation in the Martial Hall now?”

“The clan leader has called back all the warriors to Xiangyun Valley for defense. Now more and more Mi Clan coalition forces have gathered and they have completely surrounded Xiangyun Valley. Last night there was a dispute in the main hall of the Martial Hall. The three leaders of the Martial Hall are pressing the clan leader to set the final breakout date.” Tang Luo went to the side to pour a glass of water for his father, Tang Sen, while updating him on what had happened during his period of unconsciousness.

Due to Tang Sen, the leader of the Martial Hall, falling into unconsciousness, leadership fell temporarily to Tang Yi, leader of the Shenwu army, so he could lead the martial hall. This gave the three leaders courage to challenge the clan leader.

Tang Sen took the glass of water that Tang Luo handed him and drained it in one gulp. He then submerged his body again in the medicine barrel, remaining silent.

“Father,” Tang Luo sat on the edge of the medicine barrel, earnestly asking, “I heard that holding the Martial Hall was to buy more time for our clansmen, and as long as we held out for three more days, we could break out. But I feel that this is unrealistic.”

“Right now, Xiangyun Valley is surrounded. The power of the Mi Clan coalition forces is not really an issue, but dealing with tens of thousands of fallen soldiers is not so easy. They are guarding each key junction in Xiangyun Valley, and no matter which way we break out from, we will be ambushed, unable to leave.”

“So I believe the cluster leader is spreading false information.”

Tang Luo’s skepticism deepened. This was not so much suspicion of Tang Zhi’s decision having ulterior motives, rather it concerned whether the plan had gone wrong. The Mi Clan coalition force’s intent to surround but not attack was becoming more apparent, and from the targets of the coalition’s Martial Ancestor’s attacks, it was clear that the Mi Clan were trying to eat away at Tang Clan’s fallen warriors. On the contrary, the clan leader planned to break out in three days. This was simply providing the Mi Clan with opportunities.

Too many questions had cropped up, making it hard for him to get a clear picture. The reason he waited in the quiet room was not only because he was worried about his father’s condition but also because he wanted to confirm something first: “Can you tell me, what exactly is the clan leader waiting for?”

Seeing his son’s anxious look, Tang Sen hesitated for a moment before asking, “Has Tang Zuo returned?”

“No.” Tang Luo wasn’t sure why his father had suddenly mentioned that man, but he replied seriously, “Since the flood, I haven’t seen the Head of the Dark Thunder Hall, Tang Zuo or any of the elite Martial Ancestors. Even their unit of fallen soldiers has been integrated into the Martial Hall and is now under the control of the Fong leader.”

Counting the days, those people had been missing for almost half a year. If his father hadn’t mentioned it now, Tang Luo almost would have forgotten about them.

When Tang Sen heard that Tang Zuo hadn’t shown himself yet, he explained to Tang Luo, “The outcome of this war really depends on Tang Zuo.”

“Just a few Martial Ancestors of the Dark Thunder Hall?” Tang Luo furrowed his brows in confusion, “Right now tens of thousands of fallen soldiers are surrounding the valley, with nearly two hundred Martial Ancestors of the Mi Clan coalition forces watching us closely. What can those few from the Dark Thunder Hall do?”

Unless the nine of the Dark Thunder Hall were all Grandmasters, otherwise, no matter how you look at it, they were just nine Martial Ancestors. Even if they all returned to Xiangyun Valley now, they still couldn’t help the Tang Clan secure victory.

“If nine isn’t enough, how many Martial Ancestors do you think it would take to tip the balance?”

At this point, Tang Luo seemed to have some understanding, “Are you saying that the forces Tang Zuo will bring back will determine the outcome of this war?”