Ji Fengming took his hand and pressed it against her heart, smiling warmly and brightly: "Look, my heart is beating so strongly and powerfully, and its vitality is so tenacious, how could I possibly die?"

The focus in Black Owl's eyes gradually returned to normal.

Once he was certain that Ji Fengming was not in mortal danger, he withdrew his hand and cast a cleansing spell on Ji Fengming, immediately wiping away the bloodstains all over his body. His eyes flickered slightly, and he said in a low voice, "Don't look like this again."

"Huh?" Ji Fengming was slightly confused: "What do you mean by 'looked like'? You mean I was covered in blood just now? Don't you think it's especially cool for a man to have some bruises on his body when he's fighting?"

"I don't think so!" Black Owl stood up, annoyed, and added at the end, "It's ugly!"

Ji Fengming: "..."

Ji Fengxiao, who had been suddenly abandoned by Hei Xiao, had just gotten up from the ground.

"elder brother!"

Ji Fengxiao picked up the immortal sword from the ground and ran over. Just as he was about to pounce into Ji Fengming's arms, Hei Xiao grabbed him by the hand.

"Your brother is injured, don't bump into him," Black Owl said, sheathing his immortal sword.

“But you bumped into me just now, and knocked me down. I’m so small, I definitely couldn’t have knocked my brother down,” Ji Fengxiao argued.

Black Owl: "..."

His expression instantly darkened, and he looked somewhat embarrassed.

"Pfft, hahaha!" Ji Fengming laughed so hard he bent over, and when he saw the black owl's ears turn a little red, his mood instantly brightened.

"What are you laughing at? Hurry up and heal your wounds!" Black Owl glared at Ji Fengming with annoyance.

However, hearing his hearty laughter and seeing him still as lively and energetic as before, Black Owl felt at ease.

"This little injury is nothing serious, it can be treated later." Ji Fengming pulled Ji Fengxiao to the pile of spoils and said generously, "Fengxiao, come and look around, take whatever you like, your brother will give it all to you!"

"So many!" Ji Fengxiao looked at the small hill in front of him, and then at the more than two hundred men and women in the front hall of the Immortal Palace, who were rolling on the ground and struggling for their lives. He said admiringly, "Wow, brother, you took on so many people by yourself. You are really amazing!"

"Of course, it doesn't matter whose brother he is," Ji Fengming boasted smugly, also mentioning Ji Fengxiao in the process.

Ji Fengxiao was overjoyed and squatted down in front of the pile of spoils, rummaging through the treasures he wanted.

"What's going on with these people?" Black Owl asked after Ji Fengming had calmed Ji Fengxiao down.

Ji Fengming pulled Hei Xiao a couple of steps away, sat down cross-legged under a big tree, holding two spirit stones in his hands. While absorbing the spirit stones to heal his injuries, he briefly recounted his experiences since arriving on the Danling Continent to Hei Xiao.

Black Ox, his hand clenched tightly in his sleeve, murmured, "When you came here, did you leave behind in Bull Head Town?"

“Yes, there’s a forest of bright red maple trees outside that town. It’s so beautiful. I was thinking about it back then, when should I take you there to see it?” Ji Fengming said vividly.

"I won't go!" Black Owl's gaze suddenly turned fierce as he stared at Ji Fengming, his aura of malevolence surging forth. "You're not allowed to go there in the future! No, you're not allowed to go near that place, not even in your wildest dreams!"

Ji Fengming was stunned: "Xiao Chen, what... is wrong?"

Black Owl snapped out of his daze, realizing he had overreacted. He lowered his head, concealing the panic and fear that emanated from his very soul: "I'm sorry, I may have confused my dream with reality."