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Han Xing was extremely dismayed, and a snake had slithered into his pocket. By the time Han Xing noticed it, the snake showed no signs of life, its long tail dangling outside the pocket.
He endured the disgust and pulled it out, and his brocade pocket fell out as well. As it hit the ground, the dense cluster of snakes seemed to be struck by lightning, swiftly darting to the other side of the pouch.
All the snakes on Han Xing's body also fell off. This thing turned out to be quite useful. His eyes flickered, a spark of inspiration struck, then he hurriedly picked up the pouch and held it in his hand.
He opened the brocade pocket and inside were powders emitting a strong medicinal fragrance. Without any hesitation, he immediately grabbed a handful and sprinkled it on himself and the surrounding area.