The funny counterattack of traveling through time and space and becoming a vicious female supporting

Chapter 242 Entrance to the Back Mountain Secret Room

Deep within the Tianyi Clan's back mountains, Lu Ling'er and Shangguan Yu slowly made their way. The dense forest, like a natural barrier, concealed a secret entrance. The intertwined branches and leaves allowed only scattered glimpses of sunlight, as if even light was unwilling to disturb the tranquility. After some exploration, Lu Ling'er discovered a narrow path, carefully concealed by rockery and vines.

"This is the entrance to the secret room," Shangguan Yu whispered, his voice unusually low in the silent forest. As he spoke, Lu Ling'er noticed a complex set of mechanisms, barely discernible, requiring immense skill to unlock. A wave of nervousness washed over her, and her slightly trembling fingers traced the mechanisms. Finally, with a soft click, the secret passageway to the secret room slowly opened.

Entering the secret room, the first thing that caught her eye was a long, narrow stone staircase dotted on either side with ancient lanterns. Faint candlelight cast flickering shadows on the walls, and the air was filled with an old, mysterious atmosphere. Lu Linger's heartbeat quickened, and she felt an indescribable sense of oppression spreading around her.

As they advanced deeper, the center of the chamber gradually emerged. A bed carved from black marble stood quietly in the center, upon which lay an unconscious figure, their slender form both mysterious and arresting. Gauze curtains hung around the perimeter, swaying gently in the light and shadows as if protecting the unconscious figure, rendering his features even more blurred.

Lu Ling'er held her breath and carefully observed her surroundings. Around the stone bed lay ancient vessels and medicine bottles, emitting a faint medicinal fragrance that seemed to tell her of the history and secrets of this place. The walls were engraved with mysterious runes and ancient patterns, as if in some forgotten language, recounting millennia of vicissitudes and legends.

Yet, she knew this place wasn't a simple place. Inside and outside the secret chamber, numerous traps and traps were deployed. Any outsider who ventured in would be in mortal danger. Poisonous snakes, scorpions, and spiders lurked in the shadows, ready to attack any intruder. Uneasy feelings welled up in her, and she knew she had to be extremely cautious.

"The atmosphere here... makes people feel uneasy." Lu Linger whispered, with a cautious glint in her eyes.

"Yes, the entire chamber is filled with a mysterious atmosphere," Shangguan Yu said. "Time seems to have stopped here. Everything seems quiet, yet filled with tense anticipation."

They slowly approached the stone bed, Lu Ling'er's heartbeat accelerating. Dim light filtered through the cracks in the wall, faintly illuminating the corners of the room and casting a hazy veil over this mysterious place. She reached out and gently touched the gauze curtain. The curtain glided across her fingertips, as if confiding some ancient and important secret.

"Who is he?" Lu Linger finally couldn't help asking, her eyes revealing deep curiosity and concern for the unconscious person.

"He is an important figure in our Tianyi clan." Shangguan Yu's voice was heavy. "We have been looking for a way to wake him up."

As they approached, the air grew increasingly uneasy, as if foreshadowing an unknown fate about to befall the unconscious man. Lu Linger felt a strong sense of mission: perhaps she was the one who could change this.

Lu Ling'er's gaze roamed over the black marble bed, a mixture of curiosity and unease filling her heart. As she drew closer, the face of the unconscious man on the stone bed gradually became clearer. It was a handsome face, in his thirties, with distinct features, yet his expression was exceptionally pale, as if he were enduring some kind of pain in his sleep.

"He... looks familiar." Lu Linger said softly, a wave of pity welling up in her heart. "Why is he unconscious here?"

"He is an important figure in the Tianqi Dynasty," Shangguan Yu's voice was low and heavy, with a hint of anxiety in his eyes. "He suffered a serious injury in an assassination attempt. Although he is alive, he has been in a coma. We can't cure the poison in his body." He sighed slightly, as if recalling the tragedy of the incident.

Lu Linger's heart tightened, suddenly realizing that the unconscious man was more than just an innocent victim. She turned and looked around. Around the stone bed lay a number of ancient vessels and medicine bottles. The air was filled with a faint medicinal fragrance, as if telling of the history and secrets of this place. Each vessel exuded a mysterious aura, as if imbued with ancient wisdom and power.

"We must find an antidote." Lu Ling'er's voice was firm and clear, a mixture of sympathy and responsibility woven into her heart. She refocused her gaze on the unconscious man, a strong sense of mission igniting within her.

"We have tried countless detoxification prescriptions, but none of them really work." Shangguan Yu shook his head helplessly, frowning, obviously feeling extremely frustrated with the current situation.