A Father and Son’s Tacit Understanding

After his memories were altered, True Immortal She Pi might have forgotten the White Night Spell, but the Snake Form which was the foundation it was built on definitely wasn't something that could be erased from his mind; this was the root of all the magic True Immortal She Pi had developed. If his memory of the Snake Form was tampered with, he would lose all of his fighting strength, and Bai Youquan definitely didn't want that to happen.

Fang Xing could open his mouth so wide because he had been cultivating the Snake Form since young.

"How can you do that…" True Immortal She Pi gazed at the young man in astonishment. The Snake Form was the root of all his magic, and logically speaking, no outsiders would know it – he had been planning to pass this magic art down to the next generation after he got married.

"Dad… I know you won't believe whatever I say now, but I think you will if we fight it out," said Fang Xing.