The Rise of a General's Daughter-in-Law Doctor

Seeing this, Li Muxia quickly took off running, throwing poison powder at the large green python behind her as she ran. She poured the poison powder into cans after can as if it were free.

She had witnessed the terror of pythons firsthand; she had almost perished in the mouth of that large black python. Seeing this large green python up close, it was indeed much bigger than the black one. She had misunderstood her second master all along.

As the large green python drew closer, she continued to plead for mercy while sprinkling poison powder: "Xiao Qing, calm down. I didn't kill that black python. We have a grievance and a debtor. Go find your real enemy. I'm just a weak woman with no strength. Even if you eat me, you won't feel any satisfaction from avenging your grievance."

Hearing Li Muxia's words, Feng Yuhan, who was hiding in the tree, shook his head and smiled bitterly: This is how you betray someone.

Seeing that Li Muxia and the others had already gone to the Blood Spirit Mushroom, he was about to leave.

However, upon suddenly hearing that Li Muxia was going to stay in Wan Du Mountain for training, he worried that she might be in danger, so he stayed and followed her into Wan Du Mountain to protect her secretly.

Li Muxia's poison powder could only harm small venomous snakes and insects, causing little damage to the giant green python. Seeing the python getting closer and closer to Li Muxia, Feng Yuhan, taking advantage of the python's focus on Li Muxia, channeled his inner energy into his fingers, conjuring a small ice ball. With a gentle flick, he sent the ice ball flying into the python's vital spot.

The large green python, in pain, moved forward a few more meters before slowly collapsing to the ground. The thick snow concealed the sound of its fall.

Li Muxia ran for a while, then suddenly felt the noise behind her stop. She turned around, but the giant green python was nowhere to be seen. Could it be that her poison powder had worked, or was it just too cold and the python had gone back to its den? Whatever the reason, she was finally saved.

He leaned against a big tree, panting heavily.

She recalled what Xiaoyaozi had said when he kicked her into the miasma: "Xiaxia, I'll give you seven days to bring back the ten poisonous creatures written on this paper. Don't disappoint your master."

Looking at the list in her hand, Li Muxia gritted her teeth until they almost broke. After spending the last few days together, she had come to understand Xiaoyaozi's true nature. He was far more despicable than her senior brother had described—a heartless, stinking old man. Every day, besides making her cook delicious meals for him, he spent the rest of his time using various medicinal powders on her, almost driving her to commit acts of betrayal and treason.

Moreover, what normal person would leave their precious apprentice alone in the Ten Thousand Poisons Mountain? Although it is now deep winter and most poisonous insects have entered hibernation, they are still bound to encounter danger. Just like just now, no one expected that the giant python, which should have been hibernating, had been searching for them in the mountains.

Thinking back to the close call, Li Muxia couldn't help but tremble: that old bastard was definitely sending her to her death. If it weren't for the fact that he had given her a bunch of pills and poisons, she would have liked to pluck out all of that old bastard's beard.

Xiaoyaozi, who was at the foot of the mountain, suddenly sneezed several times for some unknown reason.

She pulled her clothes tighter around herself and muttered, "Xiaxia isn't here. What are we going to do for dinner tonight?"

Li Muxia rested for a while before setting off. It was getting dark, and she had to find the thatched hut that Xiaoyaozi had built when he went up the mountain to gather herbs before nightfall. Otherwise, even if she wasn't eaten by the giant green python, she would freeze to death.

Li Muxia searched for a long time according to Xiaoyaozi's description, but she couldn't find the thatched hut Xiaoyaozi mentioned. She was cold and hungry and felt like she was about to collapse.

Looking at the surrounding environment, which wasn't too dark yet, against the backdrop of white snow, Li Muxia felt a little panicked. This Wan Du Mountain was already fraught with danger during the day; she wondered what it would be like at night.

Just as she was suffering from hunger and cold, she suddenly noticed a glimmer of light in the distance. Without thinking twice, Li Muxia headed towards the light.

Just as they were about to reach the fire, the fire suddenly disappeared.

Li Muxia watched the firelight disappear before her eyes, feeling a sense of despair, but also a chill running down her spine. Could that have been the legendary will-o'-the-wisp?

Li Muxia was originally an atheist, but after she transmigrated, she broke her former beliefs. After all, she had even experienced transmigration herself, so the existence of ghosts and gods in this world was not so unacceptable.

Just as Li Muxia was hugging herself and looking around, she saw the thatched hut not far away. She had completely forgotten about the will-o'-the-wisp.

His eyes lit up, and he ran excitedly toward the little hut: he had finally found it.

At this moment, the creator of the "ghost fire" also emerged from the shadows, looked at the running figure in front of him, and smiled silently.

Upon entering the thatched hut, Li Muxia discovered that her second master had set up many incense burners filled with medicinal powder near the hut, and that a lot of poisonous powder had also been scattered around the hut.

That's why there isn't a single poisonous insect here.

Li Muxia took out a tinderbox, lit the incense burner, and walked into the thatched hut with peace of mind.

Only after lighting the charcoal fire in the house did I feel a slight warmth.

After rummaging around in the hut, he found the dry rations his master had prepared for him: that old rascal was actually quite thoughtful.

Don't let the small size of this thatched hut fool you; it has everything you need, which shows that the people who lived there before knew how to enjoy life.

Little did Li Muxia know that Xiaoyaozi often stayed here, sometimes for as long as a month. That's why the thatched hut has the layout it has today.

After finishing her dry rations, Li Muxia was so exhausted that she lay down on the bed and fell asleep immediately.

Feng Yuhan then appeared, came to Li Muxia's bedside, covered her with the quilt, and quietly watched her sleeping face.

While fast asleep, Li Muxia seemed to sense something. In her half-awake state, she felt someone watching her, but she couldn't make out their face. However, she didn't feel any danger.

Feng Yuhan gently approached Li Muxia, the cold mask on his face already removed. In her sleep, Li Muxia only smelled a familiar scent of sandalwood and murmured, "Ziheng."

However, Li Muxia, who had been exhausted during the day, only managed to utter this name before falling into a deep sleep.

Hearing Li Muxia's cries in her sleep, Feng Yuhan felt a surge of emotion. He couldn't help but gently kiss Li Muxia's lips.

The delicate fragrance wafted from her body, and his usually composed self-control seemed to vanish at that moment, causing him to succumb to the kiss, wanting to deepen it and take more.

In her sleep, Li Muxia seemed to feel a touch on her lips and subconsciously let out a soft moan, waking the dazed Feng Yuhan.

He took a step back somewhat awkwardly, realizing that he had almost lost control. Looking at Li Muxia, who was frowning because of his departure, Feng Yuhan gave a helpless bitter smile: "I really want to marry you right now."

At that moment, Qingyun's voice rang out from outside the door: "Master, a letter has arrived from the capital; it's intelligence from the Red Army."

Upon hearing this, Feng Yuhan frowned slightly, took one last look at Li Muxia, and left the room.

He took the red letter from Qingyun and saw that it read: Find Jingfang and return immediately.

Upon seeing the contents, Feng Yuhan's pupils constricted slightly. He coldly ordered, "Protect her well," and then flew away.