"I'm willing to join White Phoenix Fief. From now on, I'll follow Lord Lu Wang's lead. Please accept me!"
Fu Jing fell to his knees, sincerity written all over his face.
"Get up. Don't bring Great Tang Domain's ways to White Phoenix Fief..." Bai Xiaowen spoke gently. "As long as you remain loyal to White Phoenix Fief and demonstrate sufficient ability, White Phoenix Fief won't mistreat you."
Bai Xiaowen reached out and lightly patted Fu Jing on the shoulder. He withdrew the Death God's Power Imprisonment from Fu Jing's body and simultaneously dissolved the remnant lightning force lodged in his old wounds.
Fu Jing's whole body trembled. It felt as though the massive stone blocking his chest had been lifted, and his Spirit Force could finally circulate again.
There were many reasons Fu Jing feared Bai Xiaowen. The Death God's Power imprisoning him was one of the most important. Fu Jing had never seen such terrifying energy. No matter how he struggled or experimented, that black energy remained Immovable as a Mountain, swallowing and absorbing every bit of Spirit Force Fu Jing managed to condense in an attempt to break free.
That was precisely why Fu Jing had been unable to heal his old injuries all this time.
Now, Bai Xiaowen had not only removed the imprisonment but also dissolved the lightning force. Fu Jing no longer needed to expend Spirit Force driving the lightning from his wounds. With only ordinary physical injuries remaining, he would naturally recover quickly.
Bai Xiaowen handed Fu Jing a pill. The latter swallowed it without hesitation.
Within a few breaths, the medicinal power spread through him, and Fu Jing's pale complexion visibly regained its healthy flush. When he touched the old wounds on his back again, the scabs had already cracked and fallen away