Bright Sword: Conquer the monk at the beginning and take down Zhou Weiguo

But the air here was damp and cold, and the view was limited. The feeling of unease spreading from deep within him grew stronger, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath, trying his best to suppress the involuntary anxiety in his heart.

"This is the last safe zone," Qin Cang muttered to himself, his gaze sweeping across the cave once more. He knew all he had to do now wasn't just take care of Liu San; he also had to find more food and water. Liu San's life was in jeopardy, and he couldn't afford to hesitate or waste a single moment.

But he also knew he shouldn't rush. The cave was quite large, and the enemy in the darkness outside might be quietly approaching. Any mistake could lead to failure.

"Can he hold on?" Qin Cang clenched his fists and whispered to himself. Liu San's injuries hadn't healed. Excessive blood loss, infection, and physical weakness were each quietly sapping his vitality. Qin Cang frowned, the anxiety and restlessness of the past few days like thousands of thorns, deeply piercing his heart. He could clearly feel Liu San's life slipping away bit by bit, and he didn't have enough power to save it.

"I can't wait any longer," Qin Cang muttered to himself as he continued his search deeper into the cave. He carefully made his way through narrow crevices and piles of rocks, remaining alert at all times, fearing any potential danger.

Deep in the cave, the air grew increasingly humid, and the further he walked, the heavier Qin Cang's heartbeat grew. He tried to keep his steps light, but every time he stepped on the rock, he could feel the heavy echo, as if the silence was only a temporary illusion. As he moved forward cautiously, he mentally considered his next move: Without water, Liu San's injuries would likely worsen; without more food, his recovery would be greatly reduced.

"There's nothing here..." Qin Cang whispered, his brow furrowed, his voice echoing in the silent cave. The scene before him filled him with anxiety. The cave's rock walls were smooth and hard, covered in deposits of dust and rocks. It seemed there weren't any more resources to be found.

However, after repeated inspections, Qin Cang finally stopped. In an unremarkable corner, a pile of dead branches and dirt appeared. He carefully scraped aside the debris and discovered some seemingly "naturally" grown plants. Qin Cang squatted down and observed them carefully. A faint fragrance emanated from the roots and leaves of the plants, which involuntarily lowered his guard.

"What is this?" Qin Cang's brow furrowed slightly. He reached out and touched the leaves of the plants, but a vague sense of unease welled up in his heart. Although these plants didn't look special, he had seen similar herbs before. However, such herbs usually had to be carefully prepared before being eaten, otherwise they would likely cause severe poisoning. He wasn't sure if this plant was poisonous.

He reached out his hand, lightly touching the leaf with his fingertips, his heart beating fast: "What if it's poisonous? What will happen if I eat it? If it's not poisonous, Liu San might be able to regain some strength. But if I eat the wrong one, Liu San won't be able to hold on until help arrives..."

The hesitation that rose in Qin Cang's heart made it difficult for him to make a decision. He stood there, his eyes fixed on the plant, as if having a silent conversation with himself. Should he continue to gamble and try this potentially dangerous food, or give up and find another way?

"We can't delay any longer. Liu San's condition is getting worse." Qin Cang finally decided, a glint of determination flashing in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and carefully picked the plants. Although his inner anxiety surged like a tide, Qin Cang could only rely on his own judgment and determination to move forward.

He stood up, gently pinching the plants, and walked towards the cave entrance. Every step seemed to stretch out an endless period of time, and every breath seemed like a race against death. He kneaded the picked plants in his hands and sniffed them gently. The fragrance was still faint, but that fragrance made Qin Cang feel a little uneasy.

"Whatever," he muttered to himself, his eyes making up their minds. As long as Liu San could survive, he wouldn't be afraid of any risk.

Returning to Liu San, Qin Cang broke the plant open, revealing a hint of green juice tinged with sap. He chopped it carefully, trying to make the juice more fragrant and encourage Liu San to chew more. Then, he lifted Liu San's head and carefully fed him a small sip of the juice.

Liu San's lips moved slightly, as if he sensed something, and he slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were still blurry, but the determination within them remained unchanged. His voice was weak and a little hoarse: "Qin Cang... have you... eaten?"

"I've eaten," Qin Cang replied softly. Although he had thousands of questions and concerns in his heart, he knew that he couldn't show any hesitation. For Liu San, confidence might be the last barrier between life and death.

Liu San didn't say anything, just nodded slightly. Qin Cang could still feel the heaviness of his body. Every time he fed him water or food, he was filled with incomparable gentleness. He carefully fed the plant juices, but the fear of possible poisoning never stopped in his heart.

Qin Cang had no idea whether this plant was safe or not. While its fragrance temporarily eased his guard, an indescribable unease lingered in his heart. Liu San's condition hadn't improved at all. Every gasp felt like a knife's stab, and every breath was accompanied by a sense of exhaustion.

He slowly sat down, leaning against the rock wall, and rubbed his forehead with his hand. Although the plant juices hadn't immediately caused Liu San to react abnormally, he still didn't dare to take it lightly. His thoughts were swirling in confusion, and a question kept surfacing in his mind: What if this thing is really poisonous? What should he do? What if both he and Liu San were poisoned? How could they save themselves?

"Don't let anything happen to you." Qin Cang stared at Liu San, muttering in a tone filled with incomparable determination and tension. "I will never let you die, brother."

However, as time went by, his anxiety showed no sign of easing. Just as he was about to check on Liu San again, a sharp sound suddenly came from outside the cave—footsteps. The sound was heavy and rapidly approaching, as if someone was approaching the cave.