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

This little incident passed quickly, and the competition continued. The subsequent matches went relatively smoothly. Bai Qingshi and the others all used the medicinal powder given to them by Li Muxia. Although Shangguan Jingye had lost his internal energy, he had learned some martial arts skills.

Finally, the opponent couldn't take Shangguan Jingye's reckless fighting style any longer and gave up. Shangguan Jingye had also been beaten quite a bit, and even his handsome face was now swollen like a pig's head.

Bai Qingshi and Xiaoyaozi both admitted defeat as soon as they realized they couldn't win. They weren't afraid, at least in terms of literary talent, they shouldn't be inferior to those warriors.

The morning's matches ended quickly. In the next round, Sect Leader Qi was disqualified, so Li Muxia advanced directly to the next round.

Bai Qingshi, Xiaoyaozi, and Shangguan Jingye all successfully advanced.

In the second round, Li Muxia didn't use the same method she used against Master Qi. Instead, she directly conceded defeat during the match. She wasn't afraid of the next two rounds. Literary talent was her forte; she hadn't memorized so many classical Chinese poems for nothing. So she easily advanced. The third match was even simpler; any poison would be enough to render her opponent unable to get up.

On the third day of the finals, there were not many participants left. After several rounds of competition, it turned out to be Li Muxia and Chu Ge.

Chu Ge looked at Li Muxia, recalling Nangong Yufeng's instructions before he went on stage, and cupped his hands to the three people on the stage, saying, "I concede."

No one expected him to admit defeat, but no one cared too much, since both the first and second place winners could get what they wanted, it was just a matter of time.

The competition was over, and Feng Siyan went on stage to announce the list of the top seven: Xia Mu, Chu Yi (Chu Ge's alias), Shu Li, Feng Nan (Nangong Yufeng's alias), Shi Qing, Qiao Song, and Lu Ming.

Shangguan Jingye and Xiaoyaozi were not on the list, but fortunately Li Muxia and Bai Qingshi were in the top seven, so we can take them up the snow mountain together.

The competition was over. Tong Xiuyuan said to Feng Yuhan and Nangong Huaiyuan, "Prince Huai, Pavilion Master Feng, the arena competition has ended. I am very grateful to you both for serving as referees with me. Tomorrow, I will take the top seven to the mountain to pick snow lotus and catch snow silkworms. You may leave now."

Feng Yuhan glanced at Li Muxia, who was chatting happily with Nangong Yufeng, and said coldly, "Tomorrow, this Pavilion Master also wants to go to the snow mountain to see the magnificent scenery when the Nine-Leaf Snow Lotus blooms."

Tong Xiuyuan frowned slightly upon hearing Feng Yuhan's words. He knew that the snow silkworm was of great help to Feng Yuhan's internal energy cultivation and thought that he was going to snatch the snow silkworm. Just as he was about to ask, he heard Feng Yuhan continue, "Don't worry, this sect leader is just going to take a look. I wouldn't stoop to snatching anything."

Tong Xiuyuan was relieved, but before she could catch her breath, she heard Nangong Huaiyuan say, "Alliance Leader Tong, I also want to go and see."

Tong Xiuyuan frowned and rubbed his forehead. They were all such troublemakers. Should he protect you or pick snow lotus and catch snow silkworms?

However, he did not refuse, nor could he refuse. Even if he was the leader of the martial arts alliance, he still had to live on the continent of Nanling Kingdom and be subject to the suppression of the Nanling Kingdom's imperial power.

Early the next morning, everyone packed their luggage and prepared to set off for the snow mountain. The first seven people could bring their companions up the mountain, but they could not bring too many people, for fear of disturbing the snow silkworms, which would be a loss.

Including Feng Yuhan and Nangong Huaiyuan, there were only seventeen or eighteen people who went up the mountain in total.

The Nine-Leaf Snow Lotus grows on the summit of the snow mountain. Fortunately, the snow mountain is not very steep and is relatively easy to walk on. Li Muxia and the others do not know martial arts, so they can keep up with the main group by supporting each other.

Feng Yuhan, who had been walking ahead, slowed down when he saw Li Muxia lagging behind and came to her side, silently protecting her.

Don't be fooled by the calm at the foot of the mountain. When you climb halfway up, the wind on the mountain, mixed with snow, whips against your face and feels like being cut by a knife.

The higher you go, the harder it gets. Some people even experienced dizziness and difficulty breathing, probably because the higher the altitude, the thinner the oxygen in the air.

Seeing that everyone was a bit tired, Tong Xiuyuan suggested that they rest for a quarter of an hour.

Everyone was indeed tired and hungry, so they took out the dry food they had prepared in advance and started eating.

Looking at Feng Yuhan sitting next to her, Li Muxia could sense that this Pavilion Master Feng was protecting her in secret. Whenever she was about to fall, he would catch her.

Seeing everyone else eating, only Feng Yuhan sat quietly watching her, and then she realized that Feng Yuhan hadn't brought anything with him.

After all, he was his savior, even though he had been taken advantage of. Thinking of this, he took out a portion of dry rations from his luggage and handed it to Feng Yuhan, saying, "Sect Master Feng, you didn't bring any dry rations. I brought a lot, this is for you."

Feng Yuhan hadn't brought any, but the Shadow Guard from the Dark Shadow Pavilion who had advanced had. He'd even tried to give him some rations when no one was looking, but Feng Yuhan refused. He believed Li Muxia would eventually notice he was out of rations and would give him hers—all of which he'd made himself. It had been so long since he'd eaten a meal cooked by her.

Looking at the dry rations handed to him, he accepted them without a second thought. While eating, he raised his eyebrows triumphantly at Nangong Yufeng, who was looking at them. Unfortunately, his face was covered by a mask, and no one could see it.

He picked up the water bag that Li Muxia had drunk from without any hesitation and drank directly from it, leaving Li Muxia somewhat bewildered.

He said in a low voice, "Um, I've already drunk from that water bag, but I have another one for you."

Feng Yuhan looked at Li Muxia and said, "It's okay, I don't mind. You can use the new one, I'll keep this one."

Li Muxia thought to herself: "Big brother, have you forgotten that I'm a woman? Isn't it rumored that Feng Yuhan is indifferent to women? Sigh, rumors are not to be believed."

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, they continued on their journey. After walking for about two hours, everyone was exhausted, but they finally reached the top of the mountain.

It was already dark by then. Tong Xiuyuan led everyone into a small house on the mountaintop in an orderly fashion. It must have been built by people who came to the snow earlier, and it looked quite old.

The room wasn't big, and it felt a bit crowded after seventeen or eighteen people entered. Everyone sat around the brazier in the middle, and Feng Siyan picked up some dry firewood piled up in the corner and lit it, which made everyone feel a little warmer.

Li Muxia was seated to the left and right of Feng Yuhan and Shangguan Jingye respectively. Originally, Nangong Yufeng was supposed to sit to Li Muxia's left, but Feng Yuhan beat him to it, so he could only sit to Feng Yuhan's left in silence.