Feng Xiange chuckled dryly and stood up on wobbly legs. He rolled his eyes ardently and huffed, "If he were a just a single strand mightier, you all would have to go underground to be able to leave things to me!"
The fear lingered and it a heart-stopping moment earlier! He genuinely thought that his life was at King Yama's door and he had even made a round there….
Dugu Chou and the others laughed, despite knowing how dangerous the situation was for Feng Xiange just now. They hurried over to show their sincerity; Gu Chaliang produced a medicinal pill while Ling Xiaozui and Dugu Chou both stretched their arms out to cultivate and help Feng Xiange heal.
After some time, Feng Xiange heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, okay. It will be fine now."
He then painfully supported himself while retrieving a strange, snow-white bamboo tube. Upon opening the lid, a small, white snake slithered out and wrapped itself around Feng Xiange's hand fondly.