Waving his hand, Gui Ying cast a cleansing spell over him, then crouched down to check his pulse.
"Cough… cough…" Gui Fan fanned away the dust and asked between coughs, "Ying Ying, how is Xiaoxu?"
After examining Gui Xiaoxu's body and meridians with his spiritual energy, Gui Ying took out a small jade bottle and fed a bright red pill with a golden pattern on its surface into Gui Xiaoxu's mouth.
"He is fine," Gui Ying replied. "I gave him a Blood Replenishing Pill. He will wake up after some rest."
Hearing this, Gui Fan and the elders let out sighs of relief.
As they approached Gui Xiaoxu, Gui Ying pointed at the sky and declared arrogantly, "Heavenly Dao, did you see that? Your tricks won't work on this young master! No matter how you try to control my Gui Clan's fate, you will fail! Ha ha ha!"
Gui Fan nearly tripped when he heard Gui Ying's blatant provocation toward the Heavenly Dao. Glaring at his grandson, he snapped, "Smelly brat! Don't spout nonsense!"
