I Can See Your Combat Power - Chapter 389

Chapter Three Hundred Eighty-Five: Acting Impulsively

Translator: 549690339

In the medicinal hall, those receiving treatment were all martial artists and doctors from the clan. Naturally, they knew the value of the precious medicine that Tang Qingyi had announced. Just three Life Creation Pills alone were worth tens of millions. Two life continuation pills were five hundred each, two lifeblooms and a hundred sungrass, along with the unheard-of divine medicine of flesh-white-bone, the price of which was unknown but should not be less than tens of millions. Roughly counting, nearly thirty million was needed to save a perfectly healthy Mortal Realm Peak martial artist.

Many of the warriors undergoing treatment had a gloomy look in their eyes. If they were to be honest, they would also be unwilling to pay such a price to save a martial artist of the Mortal Realm Peak. After all, kindness is also about cost­effectiveness, thirty million is enough to gather a hundred cultivators in the Mortal Realm. Using it on one person is simply not worthwhile.

Tang Luo looked at Tang Qingyi in front of him and said politely, “I understand. Please give him the medicine.”

“Hmm?” Tang Qingyi’s eyebrows raised, “What did you say?”

“I said…” Tang Luo’s gaze was as calm as water, “Please administer the medicine, spare no expense, and make sure he’s as good as new!”

The bustling medicinal hall suddenly silenced. The martial artists who heard his response widened their mouths in surprise and it took them a long time to close them.

Spare no expense? Tang Qingyi grinned, “A generous young prodigy.”

It wasn’t sarcasm. Even though it was because of a temporary dispute today, Tang Qingyi still felt that for him to spend more than thirty million to treat a subordinate, he was different from the other branch clan heads.

Accepting this praise gracefully, Tang Luo remained composed. He looked at Gong Zheng suspended in the iced marrow and asked Tang Qingyi, “When will he wake up?”

“Probably in two or three days,” Tang Qingyi thought for a moment before replying.

“Then I’ll leave him in your care.”

Having entrusted Gong Zheng to her, Tang Luo turned to Hua Ji, “You did well. You can leave now.”

After saying so, he stepped out of the medicinal hall. Seeing Tang Luo leave, Hua Ji hurriedly followed. “Young Master, where are you going? Let me accompany you.”

Tang Luo did not turn his head back, but merely waved his hand to dismiss Hua Ji. The place he was going to visit was not suitable for Hua Ji to follow.

Since Gong Zheng needed two to three days to awaken, he would have to ask the Wind Media of the Tang clan regarding where and why Mi Bai was abducted. As for the Wind Media Department, unauthorized people were not allowed in.

A long while after the athletic young man in black clothes left, the medicinal hall regained its liveliness. The suppressed cries of pain and panting should have seemed oppressive, but at this moment, they were full of vitality.

The injured warriors could not contain their excitement and were itching to rush out of the medicinal hall to howl at the sky. They wanted to tell the world that a member of the Tang clan had just agreed to spend thirty million to heal his subordinate.

Although these warriors were all witnesses, they seemed to not believe their own eyes. They loudly discussed the recent events to confirm the scene they had just witnessed. The simple conversation was repeated over and over in their mouths and the level of noise increased, which was particularly harsh at midnight.

Martial Hall

In the second-floor combat room of the Steel Bone Tower, Clan Leader Tang Zhi, Chief Instructor Tang Bin, and Elder Tang Gaomin were discussing various matters about the hidden disciples in the training field of the Martial Hall. In the midst of their heated discussion, the sixth elder Tang Gaomin suddenly frowned and ordered a martial artist to investigate, “Go and see what happened in the medicinal hall. Why is there suddenly so much noise?”

Bloodline abilities are divided into three ranks: human, earth, and heaven based on birth, transformation, and awakening respectively. Each type of bloodliner is one in ten thousand, and Tang Gaomin is such a person with innate sixth-sense sensitivity. Upon reaching the Fierce Realm, he even gained the ability of earth listening. Just now, he sensed the sudden uproar in the medicinal hall. As the most essential wartime department, the medicinal hall could not afford any disruptions, especially considering that his beloved great- grandson was on duty today. Therefore, he needed to know why there was an uproar.

The martial artist obeyed the order and left. In no time, he returned to the combat room with an astonished expression.

“What caused the uproar in the medicinal hall? Did it affect Qingyi?” Tang Gaomin asked without any pretense, causing Tang Bin to shake his head and chuckle. It was no secret that Elder Six favored only Tang Qingyi among all his descendants.

The clan martial artist, who was sent to investigate, had a surprised expression on his face and respectfully answered, “In response to the elder’s question, the uproar in the medicinal hall was caused by Tang Luo.”

As his words fell, the expressions of the three people in the combat room changed at once. Was Tang Luo injured?

“Isn’t he in seclusion at the clan’s cultivation retreat? Why is he in the medicinal hall?” Tang Gaomin demanded, his anxious expression no less intense than when he was worried about his own great-grandson. Clan Leader Tang Zhi and Chief Instructor Tang Bin watched him with solemn expressions.

He had never thought that one day, just a single sentence could affect the emotions of three such important figures. So tense that he swallowed several times, he hurriedly explained, “It’s not that Tang Luo was injured, but his subordinate Gong Zheng was seriously hurt.”

Only then did the tension of the three ease. Seeing their expressions, the martial artist quickly relayed what he observed in the medicinal hall. He himself could hardly believe that someone would spend thirty million to save a Mortal Realm Peak subordinate.

The three top figures heard his story with calm expressions. Tang Gaomin said indifferently, “You may leave.”

As the clan’s martial artist left, only the three of them remained in the combat room. Tang Gaomin then turned to the other two and said, “It’s just youthful generosity. He does not know how hard it is to accumulate resources. This is impulsiveness!” Spending thirty million to save an ordinary Mortal Realm Peak martial artist was the lowest deal he could make, particularly when the one being saved wasn’t even a clan martial artist.

“So what does Elder Six think?” Tang Zhi asked with a smile.

“Although this Gong Zheng is the owner of the Righteous Business Group, he is, after all, born a vagrant warrior, and his loyalty can’t be guaranteed. Tang Luo should take advantage of his severe injury and appoint martial artists from the clan department to take over the Righteous Gang and the Righteous Business Group. Only in this way can he avoid future troubles.” Tang Gaomin sounded regretful: “The young man is too honest and pure.”

As one of the elders in charge of the Tang clan’s money and goods, Tang Gaomin naturally had profound knowledge of commercial affairs. He was aware of every move of the Righteous Business Group, but he knew that all the manipulations behind the scenes were done by Tang Luo, so he didn’t interfere.

Because of the matter of the Minor Spiritual Realm and Ji Fu, he thoroughly trusted Tang Luo’s abilities, and afterwards he didn’t discuss the matters of this business group with Tang Luo. However, seeing the prosperous development of the Righteous Business Group, he always had some worries in his heart.

First, because the Righteous Business Group had become a huge business now, which would generate more than 150 million in revenue in the next three years. The huge amount of money would generate greed and ambition, especially for those vagrant warriors who show little respect.

Second, because Tang Luo was so engrossed in his cultivation that he gave control of such a grand business empire to a rogue leader. His side was filled with foreign martial artists, adding to the risk of betrayal. In TangGaomin’s eyes, the Righteous Business Group, which now monopolized the farming tools of Xiling, was teetering on the brink of losing control. And Gong Zheng’s serious injury this time was an opportunity to nip this potential problem in the bud.

He believed that Tang Luo would see this, but judging from the current results, even if the young man was unparalleled in wisdom, he was still passionate and impulsive due to his age.