Tang San’s Twin Sister

Chapter 229

She was released from the grip, but not without a price; something was torn viciously from the energy and she screamed when one of her wings went down. A stump left.

Her mind screamed.

She grabbed another needle from storage and wanted to stab; she would make that guy a needle cushion. When a callused hand grabbed her. Drawing her out of the virulent energy streams.

"Whatever that poison was, I have no desire to make personal acquaintance except buying it off you." A familiar rough voice spoke, and she blinked as her vision slowly returned. She saw the same man from before. "Tell my Son, Xiaogong...he sends impressive greetings."

She twisted her body and fell into his arms. She stared at the old man who had fought with her.

Spitting out blood, she tried to form a few words but needed three tries. "I'll tell teach." She then said and spat out a mouthful of blood. Her ears are ringing. Pretty certain that the crash had given her a concussion.

"Stick close." He said, and she nodded weakly. Her body was a wreck, and while she was certain to be alive, not quite so certain how long in fact, she noted how her consciousness started slipping from her.

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Yu Yuanzhen, master of the blue lightning tyrant dragon, felt the bile inside him rise as he saw what remained of his clan, forgetting even the pain caused by the loss of his eye and the heavy internal injuries he had sustained.

Instead, he kept the small woman who had helped him close and observed carnage. A lot of enemy spirit masters had died, pierced by thorns from the ranks that slowly vanished from the compound. The few remaining spirit masters gathered the dead and cared for the heavily injured. Injured like the girl on his back.

Her leg was turned at an angle that told him the upper leg bone was most likely broken. She was missing an entire arm, even though it looked like an old injury. Cuts that had started bleeding lightly all over her body. Her clothes were better rags hanging on a very slender but muscular frame. She was also covered in ash and dirt, and he knew the loss of her spirit bone wing, evenknowing it would recover, had to have hurt.

A familiar face walked towards him. It was the steward. A spirit master of middling rank, but he trusted him for his Organisation skill, which was second to none.

"We have heavy losses, more than two-thirds of our spirit masters are gone. Dead. Those that survived are either the handful of talented ones, but too young to fight in a battle this scale, we send to evacuate our civilian members or those that did so out of sheer luck until now." He said and wiped away the blood coming from a gruesome-looking cut on his cheek. "I am happy you survived, master..."

"Luck." He admitted. "And help from my grandson." He said. "Which no one saw coming. I believe without her, I would have to pay the final price to defeat the enemy douluo."

"Her?" His steward looked confused.

"Her." No nodded at the small spirit master whose name he could not remember, if he ever even knew on his back. "She helped. By decisively weakening the other party with poison, poison which also finally took their life."

"Then the gratitude of the clans shall be hers as soon as I find enough medicine and food for everyone."

"Put her first." He handed the small girl to his steward. "She was heavily injured saving us and then point me to the way I can help with

cleaning." He shifted his head to make Yin more visible, and his steward gasped.

"She is the age of my daughter", his steward muttered as he took her from Yu Yuanzhen.

"She just faced down a Title Douluo without flinching." Yu Yuanzhen said quietly when the girl in the steward's arms started coughing. Blood is coming from her mouth. "Get a healer."

His steward nodded and then hollered for a healer. An elderly man came running. Staff in hand, he took one look at the girl and cast a spirit ability.

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"She has a strong vitality." The man said with a grim face. "Or a spirit with immense vitality, that girl should be dead. Ages ago."

"What do you mean?" The steward asked, and the man looked at the two.

"She has a borderline instability of spirit energy and physical development. Young spirit masters with great power usually grow physically stronger and quicker than most teenagers. She had immense power, but physically...” the man shook his head. “She is a bit behind. Wouldn't normally be ato big problem, but when the discrepancy is this big. She should be dead, yet she is a level 60 or above spirit master."

"She had six rings." Yu Yuanzhen said. "One hundred, one thousand, two ten thousand ring and two century millennium rings. Two spirit bones from what I saw."

"Then the spirit bones and some serious physical training must keep her going. Turn around." The healer said and now proceeded with him.

"A monster, a frighteningly talented monster, Master. Now, excuse me." The healer hurried off.

A Monster, a frighteningly talented Monster.

"I hope you wake up soon, girl." He growled. "I have many questions."