Was it over?
Li Ping'an relaxed and took a sip of wine.
By the time he reached the cave entrance, Zhou Baoshan and the other two had already emerged, supporting one another.
Li Ping'an recalled his Flying Sword and strolled over.
"It's you!?"
Zhou Baoshan was startled.
Li Ping'an smiled. "We meet again?"
"Ping'an!!"
Zhang Song's eyes widened. "Ping'an, it really is you! You're not dead yet."
"Zhang Congxin?"
After the ship exploded at sea, they had been separated. He hadn't expected to meet him again here.
Reuniting with an old acquaintance was always a joy.
"How did you survive?" Li Ping'an asked curiously.
Zhang Song patted his chest. "Don't even ask. Luckily, I had luck on my side.
I clung to a plank and drifted in the sea all night. In the end, a passing merchant ship rescued me."
"What about the others?"
Zhang Song shook his head. "That I don't know."
Although he hadn't received any news of Monk Changqing, even Zhang Song had survived.
That bald monk was hard to kill. He probably wouldn't die.
...Hopefully.
Zhou Baoshan opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to say something.
"It was you... who saved..."
But with spider venom in his system, he couldn't even get a sentence out properly.
Li Ping'an took out the Sword-Nurturing Gourd. "Have a sip each. It might neutralize the poison."
All three took a sip.
"It burns~"
Lin Xuan felt her lips go numb at once, and the burning robbed her tongue of sensation too.
A moment later, warmth rose through her body.
It was like a fire burning, growing fiercer and fiercer.
Then that fire darted wildly through her body, its heat unbearable, cold sweat pouring from her forehead.
Once she endured it, however, she felt comfortable all over.
Strength returned to her body