The Divine Doctor and Adorable Consort: The Demonic Emperor is Too Cunning

At the top of the cave, there is a large opening that allows sunlight and rain to fall into the cave, making it relatively bright, and there are also some flowers, plants and trees growing inside.

The cave walls here have many horizontal stones protruding outwards, each one like a staircase leading to the top. It was these stones that saved Ling Chen and the others' lives.

This place was probably once extremely beautiful, but now it has been trampled by these worms, leaving only filth, decay, and stench.

After passing this point, as you walk further in, the cave becomes completely dark due to the lack of sunlight, making it impossible to see anything inside.

This light and that darkness seemed like two different worlds.

Ling Chen and his group were trapped in this cave for nearly ten days, and they were exhausted, hungry, and thirsty.

Now, even if the worms that trapped them have been killed, they no longer have the strength to climb down these horizontal rocks.

In the end, it was Xuanlan and her group who rescued Ling Chen and his companions.

However, the team that originally had more than 100 people has now been reduced to only 34.

This made everyone feel somewhat heavy-hearted.

Luo Qianmo turned his gaze toward Jingzhi County, his eyes as deep as the night, his robes fluttering as if surging with rage. He was determined to make those who had killed his men pay a thousandfold!

Fang Qingyou had never met Ling Chen and the others before, but her heart was still heavy, because she was saddened by the grief of Xuan Lan, Xuan Zhu, and Yue Fei, and also because of her lament for the passing of life.

After everyone had calmed down a bit from their heavy emotions, Fang Qingyou helped treat Ling Chen and the others while talking quietly with Xuan Zhu.

"Lord Zhu, do you smell something strange?"

Fang Qingyou's words made the man who was receiving her treatment feel embarrassed.

For nearly ten days, they hid on those horizontal rocks, afraid to come down. They ate, drank, and relieved themselves on them, so they inevitably had an unpleasant smell on their bodies.

Xuan Zhu didn't think Fang Qingyou was disgusted by the smell on these brothers, so he immediately asked with a serious expression, "Miss Fang, have you sensed any other Gu worms nearby?"

Xuan Zhu deeply admired Fang Qingyou's keen senses. Apart from being a little slow to react without using force, her sensitivity to the outside world amazed him.

Seeing that Xuan Zhu seemed completely oblivious, Fang Qingyou shook her head and didn't continue the topic, leaving Xuan Zhu wondering why she had asked that question.

He wanted to ask more questions, but fearing that his prince would seize the opportunity, he had no choice but to suppress his curiosity.

Fang Qingyou turned around and saw that Luo Qianmo, her subordinate, looked embarrassed. She immediately realized that he had probably misunderstood her. She wanted to explain but felt it was difficult to do so, so she simply pretended that she knew nothing.

In this day and age, a young, unmarried woman discussing the smells of food, drink, and bodily functions with a grown man would certainly be considered a great oddity.

After treating Ling Chen and the others, Fang Qingyou sniffed the strange smell again and found that she could still smell it, proving that it was not just her imagination.

So he stood up and looked in that direction, hoping to find something.

Since she couldn't see it from here, Fang Qingyou simply followed the direction from which the strange smell was coming and walked for a while.

Seeing that Fang Qingyou had moved, Yuefei quickly followed closely behind.

Fang Qingyou kept walking and walking until she stopped after walking about 300 meters.

It was pitch black here, and Fang Qingyou could only grope her way forward.

She stopped only when the strong smell was almost in front of her: "Yuefei, can you smell something strange here?"

"Hmm, there is indeed a very strong, strange smell. Miss, is there something wrong with this smell?"

"I don't know yet, I need to confirm first."

As Fang Qingyou spoke, she bent down and squatted down on the spot, extending her hand to Yuefei: "Yuefei, can I borrow your sword?"

Yuefei immediately knelt down beside Fang Qingyou, drew her sword and handed it to her: "Miss, if there is any danger, why don't I take care of it for you?"

"I can do it myself." Fang Qingyou took Yuefei's sword and tried to slowly explore the ground. After walking about a meter forward, she found a sticky place, which felt like she was exploring muddy soil.

Fang Qingyou's expression brightened, and she immediately walked forward about a meter. Then she bent down again, took out a small jar from her body, used Yuefei's sword as a shovel to scoop up the sticky soil on the ground and put it into the jar.

Fang Qingyou stood up after filling the jar, her voice filled with joy: "Yuefei, let's go back."

"Okay." Yuefei replied, secretly wondering what the strange-smelling mud was and why it made Fang Qingyou so happy.

Fang Qingyou and Yuefei returned quickly. With the light, Yuefei saw that her sword was covered in black stuff, and the jar Fang Qingyou was carrying was also covered in black stuff.

"Yuefei, let's go over there." Fang Qingyou said mysteriously, carrying Yuefei's sword in one hand and a jar in the other.

"Hmm, young lady." Yuefei followed, even more puzzled.

Fang Qingyou found a corner, then put the small jar aside and tore off a piece of cloth from her body to wipe Yuefei's sword.

Seeing this, Yuefei quickly took her sword and said, "Miss, I can do it myself."

“Alright.” Fang Qingyou returned the sword to Yuefei, and then tore off a piece of cloth from her body: “Yuefei, you can leave the cloth used to wipe the sword here later.”

"Yes."

Fang Qingyou found two stones of suitable size and began to rub them together quickly, soon sparks flew out.

"Girl, are you going to start a fire?" Yuefei asked doubtfully, as she hadn't seen Fang Qingyou set up a pile of firewood and wasn't sure.

"Hmm." Fang Qingyou responded. Yue Fei was about to say that she would go find some firewood when she heard a "whoosh" and then saw a sudden burst of flames.

"Miss!" Yuefei was startled and rushed over to pick up Fang Qingyou, then flew away into the distance.

By the time Fang Qingyou realized what was happening, she was already several feet away from the pile of flames.

Fang Qingyou twitched her lips, knowing that Yuefei was also worried about her, and could only say helplessly, "Yuefei, that fire is not dangerous."

Before the words were even finished, a voice as cold as frost suddenly rang out from behind: "Yuefei."

The sound wasn't loud, but it was chilling.

Yuefei's body trembled slightly, and she immediately turned around and knelt down: "Your Highness, I know I was wrong."

Fang Qingyou recognized Luo Qianmo's voice and, fearing he would punish Yuefei, quickly explained, "Eighth Prince, please don't blame Yuefei. It's my fault. It's all my fault for not explaining beforehand."