After returning from Dacang Mountain, Dugu Xiaojin was constantly anxious.

While he was on the mountain, he only suffered minor injuries, but Baishan got into big trouble.

Luckily, Feng Bailing and Dugu Wu were preoccupied with their own matters and did not notice his unusual behavior.

Dugu Xiaojin hesitated for a long time, but finally made up his mind and sneaked into the storeroom.

Taking advantage of when the storeroom staff were napping, he tiptoed in and selected a few medicinal herbs.

Previously when he was ill, Uncle Lu Yin had prepared medicine for him, and he remembered the scent of the herbs.

When he returned to his room, the sky had already darkened.

Today, Feng Bailing and Dugu Wu did not return home for dinner, allowing Dugu Xiaojin to breathe a sigh of relief. He carefully closed the room door, then lifted the quilt beside the bed to hold Baishan in his arms.

It had been a day since Baishan came down from Dacang Mountain, which made Dugu Xiaojin extremely anxious. Coming down from the mountain, Baishan's body was as hot as a coal ball, and the fever had still not subsided.

The wound inflicted by the Horned Snake was hidden under thick fur and had begun to heal, but the fever persisted.

Xiaojin was heartbroken, holding Baishan in his arms, spinning in circles, knowing that he should go to the Queen Mother or Uncle Lu Yin to have them look after Baishan.

But doing so would reveal the unusual signs to the Queen Mother and the Emperor.

In his arms, Baishan made murmuring noises, all its fur drenched with sweat.

Xiaojin held it close, crushed the herbs he found into the water, and made Baishan drink it.

Suddenly, the room door was pushed open, and Dugu Xiaojin was startled; Feng Xiaoli ran into the room with her short legs tapping the ground.

"Brother Xiaojin, Chun Liu said you weren't feeling well. Xiaoli is here to keep you company. Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

Feng Xiaoli blinked her big eyes, imitating Her Majesty's usual demeanor. She tiptoed, touched Dugu Xiaojin's forehead, then her own, seeming quite the same.

But Brother Xiaojin's face didn't look very good, Feng Xiaoli cocked her head, a face full of concern.

"I'm fine, it's Baishan who is sick. I need to stay with him. You go and play with Hei Dian."

Seeing Feng Xiaoli, Dugu Xiaojin's face relaxed slightly.

Feng Xiaoli glanced at Baishan nestled in her brother's arms. Normally, Baishan was lively and active, but now he was curled up like a ball of fluff, motionless.

"Baishan seems uncomfortable."

Feng Xiaoli's small face frowned.

She thought for a moment, then dashed out like a whirlwind.

A little later, Feng Xiaoli came back, holding a Buddhist Alms Bowl in her hands.

The bowl was filled with a heap of fish and meat, and Feng Xiaoli carried it to Baishan, declaring heroically,

"Baishan will be all right after eating this."

In Feng Xiaoli's eyes, being sick wasn't a big deal, eating was of the utmost importance like the Emperor's business.

"Xiaoli, how many times have I told you, this bowl isn't an ordinary item, it can protect you, and you should keep it close."

However, as Dugu Xiaojin spoke about retrieving the Buddha's Palm, something unexpected happened.

Down from the mountain, Baishan had felt very weak, but after seeing the Buddhist Alms Bowl, it suddenly perked up and began to eat the food inside the bowl bite by bite.

After finishing the food, Baishan's condition improved considerably, and it clung tightly to the Buddhist Alms Bowl without letting it go.

Out of helplessness, Dugu Xiaojin had no choice but to temporarily leave the Buddhist Alms Bowl with Baishan.

At night, Dugu Xiaojin continuously took care of Baishan, and by late night, he, too, became tired, and his eyelids began to droop.

Over the past few days at Dacang Mountain, Dugu Xiaojin had not slept well.

Suddenly, he was awakened by a strange sound.

He heard a noise, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the Buddhist Alms Bowl in Baishan's embrace emitting a faint purple light.

Dugu Xiaojin thought he was seeing things, rubbed his eyes, and saw that the bowl was still glowing. As it glowed, it also made a sound like the roar of a dragon.

The purple light waxed and waned; looking again at Baishan, it was completely unaware and was sound asleep after retreating from its fever, drooling into the bowl, oblivious to any abnormality with the Buddhist Alms Bowl it embraced.

Dugu Xiaojin pinched himself harshly, felt the pain, and assured himself that this scene was not a dream. He then tiptoed to the Buddhist Alms Bowl.

The Buddhist Alms Bowl belonged to Feng Xiaoli, and if there was something wrong with the bowl, it shouldn't stay near Xiaoli.

Dugu Xiaojin hesitated for a moment, then finally reached out to touch the bowl. But as soon as his fingertips touched the bowl, the sporadic purple light suddenly spread widely.

Dugu Xiaojin was engulfed in the purple light, and it was strange. Once enveloped by it, he felt completely unable to move, not even able to open his mouth, let alone cry for help.

Big beads of sweat fell from Dugu Xiaojin's forehead, he was secretly anxious, but at that moment, the purple light suddenly sucked him into the Buddhist Alms Bowl.

Baishan, deep in sleep, even unconsciously licked the Buddha's Palm, seemingly relishing the taste of the meat earlier, totally unaware that its little master had disappeared.

At this moment, Dugu Xiaojin found himself inside the Buddhist Alms Bowl, where he also clearly saw the true nature of the purple light.

After the purple light returned to the Buddhist Alms Bowl, it transformed into a huge snake, not just a snake, but a dragon with horns, Dugu Xiaojin forced himself to calm down.

He straightened up, staring at the huge purple dragon in front of him which, although colossal, appeared very weak.

It seemed quite happy to see him.

The Dragon Queen was genuinely happy, by heavens, she actually got to see her little master.

The Dragon Queen, excited, wrapped her tail around Dugu Xiaojin and pulled him in front of her. Wang Dugu Xiaojin wore a cautious expression, clenching his tiny fists.

Could the huge dragon possibly want to eat him?

The Dragon Queen's eyes brimmed with hot tears, all thanks to the little master, she had finally awakened once again.

Due to the excessive consumption of Soul Power by the Dragon Trap Formation, the Dragon Queen had consumed a large amount of Soul Power and was once facing the doom of soul disintegration, but fortunately, the Buddhist Alms Bowl had saved her life.

Her nearly disintegrated soul was protected by the Buddhist Alms Bowl, escaping the doom of her soul scattering.

However, the Dragon Queen still paid a huge price, she had to fall into a dormant state, she thought she could never awaken again in her lifetime, but an unintentional act by Dugu Xiaojin helped her enormously.

During the day, Baishan had swallowed the Horned Snake's inner core and had a persistent fever, precisely because it had swallowed the inner core.

The Horned Snake had devoured a large number of Wenhua experts and Wuji Masters' flesh; the power in the inner core was astonishing, and Baishan with just the Wuji Fire Seal couldn't absorb such a precious inner core all at once.

The power of the inner core rampaged inside its body, causing Baishan's high fever.

Feng Xiaoli brought over the Buddhist Alms Bowl, and after Baishan got the bowl, it clung to it, and much of the power from the inner core inside it gradually entered into the weakened soul of the Dragon Queen via the Buddhist Alms Bowl.

As a result, the soul of the Dragon Queen was strengthened, and she finally awakened.

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