Chapter 45: Tangyuehua, you don't want Tang Hao to get into trouble, do you?

Not only Tangyuehua was shocked; Ju Dou Luo and Ghost Douluo beside her also looked stunned upon hearing this.

The two of them are Title Douluo, immensely powerful, standing above tens of thousands on the continent.

But it is exactly because they are Title Douluo, immensely powerful, that they deeply know just how terrifying Tangchen, one of the Three Ultimate Douluo, truly is.

He is practically the man standing at the pinnacle of the continent, the strongest man below the gods.

And yet such a terrifying Ultimate Douluo is already on the verge of death.

This news is truly explosive.

If anyone else said this, they would not believe it, but now it is their revered His Holiness the Pope who says it, so Ju Dou Luo and Ghost Douluo firmly believe it in their hearts.

At the same time, they realized that with the Clear Sky Sect's greatest fighting force, Tangchen, already near death, the Clear Sky Sect is surely no match for the Spirit Hall.

Thinking this, Ju Dou Luo and Ghost Douluo's eyes flashed with sharp light.

Qianxunji looked at the anxious Tangyuehua and reached out to pat her fragrant shoulder.

However, upon seeing this, Tangyuehua tilted her body and dodged away.

Qianxunji saw this, immediately withdrew his hand, his face darkened, and said:

"Why should I tell you Tangchen's whereabouts? It's none of my business."

"Anyway, you only need to know that Tangchen is already as good as dead. So using Tangchen to threaten me is completely useless."

"Moreover, even if Tangchen were to come, what would there be to fear?"

Hearing this, Tangyuehua's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

She never imagined that her grandfather Tangchen, whom she believed could do anything in her heart, is now nearly dead.

Naturally, he can no longer threaten Qianxunji.

Furthermore, listening to Qianxunji's words, he seems not to fear Qian Daoliu either—how could that be?

She had also heard news of the Spirit Hall's Pope Qianxunji before; now he is a rank ninety-one assault-system Title Douluo, immensely powerful?

But such strength is absolutely no match for her grandfather Tangchen.

Moreover, her grandfather Tangchen is already dead, so naturally he cannot threaten Qianxunji; today she seems unable to escape calamity and can only bear his child.

Thinking this, Tangyuehua drew a sharp dagger from her sleeve, pressed it against her neck, and spoke with a resolute and decisive expression:

"You want me to bear your child? That's absolutely impossible."

"Now I give you two choices: first, let me go; second, insist that I bear your child, but you will never have me—I will kill myself directly."

"Huh? Threaten me?" Qianxunji looked at Tangyuehua, who was threatening death, and said coldly:

"I, Qianxunji, have never yielded to anyone's threats; if you want to die, go ahead, but once you're dead, I will take advantage of…"

Upon hearing this, Tangyuehua's eyes filled with deathly ash, and she angrily shouted:

"Shameless! Pervert!"

Then she gritted her teeth, exerted force with her hand, and the sharp dagger easily cut her own throat.

Pfft!

With a pfft, bright red blood flowed from the severed throat, and Tangyuehua's body collapsed helplessly to the ground.

"Sigh!" Qianxunji sighed, secretly thinking that Tangyuehua truly does not know the preciousness of life.

If she went to see those people suffering from illness yet still toiling hard for their daily meals, she might not know whether to regret suicide.

Beside them, Ju Dou Luo looked at the decisive Tangyuehua and said:

"Your Holiness the Pope, Tangyuehua is truly a decisive woman—she says she'll cut and she cuts; even my Yueguan isn't as decisive as her."

"Hmm." Qianxunji nodded and said:

"Indeed, that's why I take interest in such women—pretty faces are a dime a dozen, but interesting souls are one in a million."

As soon as his words fell, Qianxunji squatted down and held Tangyuehua in his arms.

Ju Dou Luo: "??????" "Hot?"

Ju Dou Luo saw this scene, the corners of his mouth twitching, even his orchid finger trembling, and he said in a quivering voice:

"Your Holiness the Pope, could it be that you intend to take advantage…"

Having said this, Ju Dou Luo did not finish the sentence; as long as His Holiness the Pope understands his meaning, that's enough.

Qianxunji glared at Ju Dou Luo, then placed his hand on Tangyuehua's bleeding throat.

In the next moment, green light burst from his hand, the green light permeating the flesh and blood.

Now, Tangyuehua has just cut her throat and is not yet dead.

Therefore, she can still be saved now.

His healing power cannot self-heal himself, but it can control the healing of others.

Only seeing, at Tangyuehua's bleeding throat, granulation tissue rapidly rose.

Beside them, Ju Dou Luo saw this scene, his eyes full of astonishment.

He has followed His Holiness the Pope for over a decade, yet he never knew that the Pope actually possessed such heaven-defying abilities.

This, this Tangyuehua has already been critically wounded to death, yet His Holiness the Pope can still heal her back to life.

This is simply more formidable than those divine doctors in the Spirit Hall.

At least, for Tangyuehua's fatal severe injury, those highly skilled physicians in the Spirit Hall absolutely cannot cure it.

"Cough cough… cough cough…"

Just five seconds later, the scene echoed with Tangyuehua's coughing.

With the cough, the remaining blood in Tangyuehua's throat was directly expelled.

Next, Tangyuehua gazed blankly around, then looked at Qianxunji and exclaimed in shock:

"I never imagined that after I died, I could still see you."

Qianxunji: "……"

Qianxunji directly reached out and flicked Tangyuehua's fair forehead.

"Ouch!"

Tangyuehua cried out in pain, and a hint of surprise flashed through her mind.

Because she knew that after a person dies, it's impossible to feel pain.

She thought of a possibility and quickly moved her hand to her throat.

The next moment, Tangyuehua's eyes were full of disbelief, because she felt no trace of injury on her throat.

How could that be?

Didn't I clearly cut my throat and already die?

And now, how am I not dead, with not even a trace of injury on my throat?

Tangyuehua stared blankly at Qianxunji and asked doubtfully:

"What's going on?"

Qianxunji touched Tangyuehua's throat and said:

"Are you an idiot? Isn't this a simple matter? I've revived you."

Upon hearing that, Tangyuehua's eyes filled with shock.

Because, in her understanding, cutting the throat certainly means death.

Even with immediate treatment, there's no chance of survival.

It seems that Qianxunji, besides being powerful, is also a highly skilled doctor.

Suddenly, Tangyuehua saw herself being embraced by Qianxunji, and quickly broke free from his embrace, saying:

"Qianxunji, even if you revived me once, I still want to commit suicide now—I don't believe you can save me again!"

"Unless you let me go."

Qianxunji shook his head and said:

"They say a life-saving debt should be repaid with oneself. You, who are well-versed in etiquette, don't even offer to repay with yourself, and you haven't even said thank you."

"Hmph!" Tangyuehua snorted coldly, but also felt Qianxunji's words made sense, so she said:

"Thank you for saving my life."

Having said that, Tangyuehua drew out a dagger again and stabbed fiercely toward her heart.

Just as she was about to land the blow, Qianxunji's voice suddenly sounded:

"Tangyuehua, you don't want anything to happen to Tang Hao, do you?"

(End of chapter)