Adorably Cute Baby: Mommy's Going Against the Heavens

Shen Yichen patted his storage pouch with a flick of his wrist, and three fragrant antidote pills appeared in his palm. With a flick of his wrist, he tossed the pills precisely to Shen Yunxi behind him. The pills traced a graceful arc before landing steadily in Shen Yunxi's hand. He said in a deep voice, "The three of you stand behind me and don't move. Protect yourselves and be careful of anyone who tries to attack from behind."

Shen Yunxi was slightly taken aback; Shen Yichen's concern and protection for her were clearly beyond her expectations.

But she didn't think much of it and returned the antidote, saying, "You keep it for yourself; we've already taken the antidote."

"Yes, Uncle, my sister's antidote is one of the best in the world. Also, you need to take good care of yourself and not hold us back," Shen Ruoyu said, tilting her head up.

Shen Yunxi sensed someone approaching and said in a low voice, "Ningbao, Yubao, be careful!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a dark shadow appeared like a ghost and was in front of her in the blink of an eye.

It was Shen Wanqing, who was holding the Autumn Water Sword tightly in her hand. The tip of the sword was pointed directly at Shen Yunxi's heart, and the blade was emitting a chilling light, as if it would pierce Shen Yunxi's body at any moment.

A ferocious smile twisted Shen Wanqing's face, her eyes filled with a crazed killing intent. She roared hoarsely, "Die! Die!"

The sound was sharp and piercing, like the cry of an owl, sending chills down one's spine, while the Autumn Water Sword in her hand trembled slightly, as if it couldn't wait to drink blood.

"Mother!"

"Mother!"

"Junior sister!"

A terrified scream tore through the air. Shen Ruoyu and Shen Ruoning felt a pang in their hearts and instinctively wanted to rush forward to protect their mother. However, before they could take a single step, they were blocked by three other disciples arranged by Shen Wanqing, preventing them from escaping.

Shen Yichen was frantic, watching helplessly as Shen Wanqing's sword tip approached Shen Yunxi. He screamed at the top of his lungs, his soul power surging wildly within him, trying to form a barrier. However, Shen Wanqing was too fast; before he could fully mobilize his soul power, the deadly sword tip was already inches away.

Almost instinctively, he lunged forward, shoving Shen Yunxi aside and shielding her with his back. However, in that split second, Shen Yunxi shoved him aside and caught the incoming Autumn Water Sword between two fingers.

Although Shen Yunxi blocked the fatal blow, Shen Yichen's arm was still cut by the sword energy, and a bloody mark appeared instantly.

Shen Yunxi's gaze, as cold as ice, fell upon the blood and purple venom stained the Autumn Water Sword, a chill spreading rapidly through her heart. Her soul power surged at her fingertips, and with a crisp "crack," the Autumn Water Sword snapped in two. She hurled the broken blade at Shen Wanqing. Immediately afterward, she flashed to Shen Yichen's side, her slender fingers flying, precisely sealing several acupoints on his arm with silver needles to stop the spread of the poison. Then, she took out a healing pill from her storage pouch and fed it to Shen Yichen.

After doing all this, Shen Yunxi slowly raised her head, her eyes filled with frost, her gaze as sharp as a knife as she looked at the somewhat disheveled Shen Wanqing.

Her tone was icy, devoid of any emotion, as she spoke each word clearly: "Shen Wanqing, you really think highly of me." She paused, a sharp killing intent flashing in her eyes, and continued: "To actually poison a sword, how utterly despicable and shameless!"