"Stop thinking about it, taking care of your own health is more important."
Seeing his heavy mood, Cang Xun took out a white jade vial containing Immortal Pills from his Storage Ring and casually threw it to him: "It's not smart to keep fighting recklessly. Do you really want to suffer a serious injury to your spirit and fall into the mortal world again?"
"Cang Xun, you're meddling too much."
Feeling humiliated by Cang Xun's sharp words, Feng Ling angrily slapped away the white jade vial, clutching his chest and struggling to catch his breath.
"Fine, it's my fault for speaking harshly and poking at your wounds."
With a look of helplessness, Cang Xun picked up the white jade vial from the ground, uncorked it, poured out an Immortal Pill, and shoved it into Feng Ling's mouth while he was still gasping for air.
The Immortal Pill melted as soon as it entered his mouth, the medicinal liquid flowed into his stomach and spread through his limbs, repairing his damaged meridians.