His innermost thoughts were revealed, and he ventured into a fictional dynasty with the system.

Upon hearing this, 001 immediately searched around and, after confirming that there were only these three people, told Qin Qianluo, then kept a close eye on the man in black to Qin Qianluo's right.

After receiving accurate information, Qin Qianluo whispered to Su Jinyun, "Sister Su, we'll each take one. You deal with the one in front of you, and I'll deal with the one in front of me. I'll use muscle-softening powder on the one to my right in a bit. There are only these three people around."

Su Jinyun already knew from her inner thoughts, so she didn't say anything more, just quietly agreed. Then she stared at the person opposite her, her face full of vigilance.

After receiving a response, Qin Qianluo stared intently at the person opposite her, ready to act at any moment. Neither of them planned to shout for help. Firstly, they were already deep in the hunting grounds, and no one would hear them if they called for help. Secondly, all the guards had been drugged, and they might still be drugged. They were fine after drinking the spiritual spring water, but the others might not be.

Without a word, the three attacked instantly. 001 also stunned Ling Wei the instant the three made their move. Although the remaining two were surprised and suspicious, they still made their moves swiftly and fought against Qin Qianluo and Su Jinyun.

Although Su Jinyun was a civil official, she had also studied the Six Arts of a Gentleman. Her skills were not as good as those of the generals, but they were still quite good. After all, she had practiced since childhood and had never slacked off over the years.

She was lucky to be facing Ling Xue, who had better lightness skills but average martial arts skills. She was able to handle her, and the two fought evenly, with neither gaining the upper hand for a time.

Qin Qianlu was not so lucky. She was facing Dark Moon. Even though she swung her double-edged scimitar and left afterimages, she could not hurt the powerful Dark Moon. At most, she was forced back a few steps, but Dark Moon quickly attacked again.

001 was secretly anxious, but there was nothing it could do. It had only just leveled up to level two and couldn't open the protection mechanism. It could only silently cheer for Qin Qianluo and focus on observing her, trying to find a weakness in Dark Moon.

The four fought for a while and then retreated, staring at each other with suspicion and uncertainty. Sunlight shone on the lush green field, and a gentle breeze rustled the flowers and grass. It was originally a peaceful and beautiful scene, but now it was shrouded in a tense atmosphere.

Su Jinyun, dressed in pristine white, stood tall and straight, holding a sword that gleamed coldly. The sapphire on the hilt sparkled in the sunlight, making her usually gentle and refined face appear somewhat stern. She stood with her feet apart, crouching slightly, like a cheetah poised to pounce, her heart burning with rage: The spies of Xuanyuan Kingdom were so brazen, daring to openly attack Qianluo within my Tianxuan territory! Today, I will capture them alive!

Behind her, Qin Qianluo, dressed in fiery red, her black hair dancing in the wind, held a double-edged scimitar that gleamed with a chilling light. Her gaze was piercing, her feet planted firmly on the ground, maintaining her offensive stance, and she secretly resolved: she must not implicate Sister Su; she needed to find a way to release the muscle-weakening powder from her spatial storage.

Across from her, Ling Xue, dressed in a black, close-fitting outfit, looked surprised. Her long whip gleamed black, seemingly shimmering with a dark light. She leaned forward, ready to strike again, thinking to herself: This seemingly delicate prime minister is quite formidable. But for the sake of my sisters in the spy camp, I must hold her off and buy time for Dark Moon.

Dark Moon, clad in flowing black robes, her face like ice, held a slender, exquisite sword that gleamed with a cold light. Her eyes held a chilling glint: "Qin Qianluo's swordsmanship and movement are rather strange; I've never seen them before. But with my martial arts skills, dealing with a little girl shouldn't be difficult."

The four began fighting again. Ling Xue shouted and stomped her right foot, rushing towards Su Jinyun like an arrow. Her long whip lashed out in an arc behind her, then she swung it sharply, sending the whip hurtling towards Su Jinyun like a black dragon. The sound of it cutting through the air was sharp and piercing, leaving a black afterimage in the air.

Su Jinyun's eyes sharpened, and she swiftly swung her sword. With a clang, the sword and whip clashed, sparks flying, the sound echoing deep within the enclosure, causing the surrounding branches to tremble slightly. Ling Xue flicked her wrist, and the whip attacked again, this time aiming straight for Su Jinyun's lower body. Su Jinyun leaped away, dodging the attack, and simultaneously swung her sword at the whip. With a clang, sword and whip clashed once more, producing a crisp sound.

On the other side, Dark Moon moved swiftly, rushing towards Qin Qianluo like a ghost. Her long sword spun in a series of sword flowers, which pierced towards Qin Qianluo like stars. The sword tip cut through the air with a hissing sound.

Qin Qianlu frowned, her double-edged scimitar flashing rapidly, transforming into a blur of blade light, like a burning flame. Clang, clang, clang, the blade and sword clashed fiercely, each impact emitting dazzling sparks and crisp sounds.

Dark Moon's swordsmanship was exquisite. Suddenly, he changed his move, thrusting his sword at Qin Qianluo's ribs from a tricky angle. Qin Qianluo dodged to the side, but Dark Moon's sword was like a shadow, relentlessly pursuing her. Qin Qianluo let out a delicate shout, forcefully swinging her double-edged scimitar, which clashed with Dark Moon's sword again, producing a loud boom. The powerful force bent the surrounding grass.

On Su Jinyun's side, Ling Xue's whip became increasingly fierce, its shadows overlapping and enveloping Su Jinyun. Su Jinyun, however, remained calm and composed, wielding her sword in circles, accurately deflecting each whip attack with a series of cracking sounds.

Su Jinyun seized the opportunity, turned around, and thrust her sword toward Ling Xue's shoulder like a meteor. Ling Xue quickly parried with her whip, which wrapped around the sword. The two pulled hard, neither giving way.

The battle between Qin Qianluo and An Yue intensified. A hint of disdain flashed in An Yue's eyes, and her swordsmanship suddenly accelerated, her sword moves flowing like clouds and water, her attacks pressing down on Qin Qianluo like a storm.

Qin Qianlu gritted her teeth, wielding her double-edged scimitar with impenetrable skill, but she gradually found herself at a disadvantage. Several cuts appeared on her body from the sword, blood seeping out and staining her red dress. She persevered, resisting Dark Moon's onslaught.

The fierce battle intensified under the sunlight and gentle breeze. Su Jinyun's eyes, like cold stars, were fixed on Ling Xue's long whip, which danced like a serpent. Her heart was as still as a deep well, yet her thoughts were as sharp as lightning: the whip was as fierce as a raging storm, but the wind left its mark, and its weakness must be hidden in its agility.

Her movements were as light as a swallow, gracefully weaving through the gaps in the whip's shadow. Each dodge seemed to blend into the gentle breeze of the wilderness, her patience like that of a lurking cheetah, waiting for the opportune moment to deliver the fatal blow.

Finally, the long-awaited moment arrived. Ling Xue's long whip swept in with the wind, and Su Jinyun, as if by telepathy, gracefully and decisively turned to the side, like a white feather slicing through the void. In an instant, she reached out and grasped the whip, as if she had seized the reins of fate. She whispered to herself: When Heaven grants me this opportunity, I will seize it.

Then, with a sudden pull, Ling Xue lunged forward due to inertia. A cold glint flashed in Su Jinyun's eyes, and like an eagle swooping down on a rabbit, she launched a powerful kick, striking Ling Xue hard in the abdomen. With a thud, Ling Xue, like a bird with broken wings, was mercilessly thrown into the distance. When she landed, dust billowed, and Ling Xue was too weak to get up.

Seeing that Ling Xue was unable to get up, Su Jinyun moved with lightning speed and rushed towards where Qin Qianluo was. At this moment, Qin Qianluo was like a red lotus swaying in a storm, her red clothes were soaked with blood, and she was struggling to hold on under the ghostly and fierce sword moves of Dark Moon.

Each clang of swords clashing was like a death knell tolling by fate, striking heavily into Su Jinyun's heart. She was frantic, her eyes filled with tenderness and anxiety.

Su Jinyun rushed towards Qin Qianluo like a white lightning bolt, her eyes fixed on Qin Qianluo's figure, which flickered like a candle in the wind amidst the sword shadows.

At that moment, even the wind seemed to hold its breath in the face of this tense situation, and the sunlight became dim. The whole world seemed to consist only of the ever-closing distance.

Just as her hand was about to touch Qin Qianluo, An Yue's hidden lips curled into a cruel smile, and a ghostly ruthlessness flashed in her eyes.

With a flick of her wrist, a dagger, like a runaway black horse, transformed into a chilling flash of light, shooting towards Qin Qianluo's chest like a messenger of death. The dagger gleamed eerily in the sunlight, seemingly carrying endless malice.

Su Jinyun's pupils contracted instantly, as if a raging storm had erupted in a deep, dark pool. In that critical moment, she gritted her teeth and quickened her pace, standing in front of Qin Qianluo.

The dagger, like the fangs of a ferocious beast, mercilessly tore open Su Jinyun's shoulder. With a soft "plop," blood, like a weeping rose, instantly stained her snow-white dress.

Su Jinyun's brows furrowed tightly, as if vines were binding her. Waves of pain surged through her like a tidal wave. She knew this was no ordinary thing; the icy touch and the bone-deep stinging pain foreshadowed something ominous.

Sure enough, a moment later, a stinging pain, like thousands of poisonous ants gnawing at her, accompanied by a tingling itch, spread from the wound, as if the tentacles of a demon were wreaking havoc inside her body. Su Jinyun's heart sank, thinking: Sure enough, this dagger was poisoned.

Su Jinyun slowly collapsed, the sword in her hand falling to the ground with a crisp sound. Qin Qianlu hurriedly caught Su Jinyun's body, her heart pounding in panic.

Seeing that the dagger had pierced someone, An Yue was about to take advantage of Qin Qianluo's unpreparedness to pounce on her again when Qin Qianluo, holding Su Jinyun in one arm, took out the muscle-softening powder she had prepared beforehand and threw it out while An Yue was off guard.

An Yue knew in her heart that something was wrong, but she didn't have time to dodge. She was hit by Qin Qianluo's muscle-weakening powder and slowly fell down. She felt somewhat unwilling, but she also knew that the three sisters were going to die here.

Seeing that she had finally released the Soft Tendon Powder and successfully knocked Dark Moon down, Qin Qianluo felt slightly relieved. She looked at Su Jinyun in her arms, her brows furrowed, took out some spiritual spring water from her spatial storage, fed Su Jinyun a sip, and then filled another cup to rinse the area where the dagger had been.

The spiritual spring water is different from ordinary water; it can wash away toxins by rinsing wounds. Seeing Su Jinyun's complexion gradually recover, he breathed a sigh of relief, realizing that she had been detoxified.

Looking around, he realized that if he waited for the imperial physician, Su Jinyun's shoulder would likely become inflamed due to the prolonged illness, leaving a chronic condition that would make him feel guilty for the rest of his life. He gritted his teeth and decided to take Su Jinyun into the space.

She glanced at the three spies again, and with a thought, she led the three of them and Su Jinyun into the space. Qin Qianluo somewhat laboriously placed Su Jinyun on the operating table and gave her some basic treatment for her wounds.

In her previous life, Qin Qianluo had systematically studied battlefield first aid. Because of her interest, she also studied traditional Chinese medicine. So, although she was not as good as famous doctors, she was still better than ordinary doctors. She didn't have time to carefully treat her wounds, so she just bandaged them up, disinfected herself, and put on a sterile surgical gown.

At this moment, Qin Qianluo was extremely grateful that she had 001, and also grateful that there was a fully equipped operating room in this space. Otherwise, even if she had the ability, she would have been helpless, after all, conditions in ancient times were limited.

After carefully observing the depth, angle, and position of the dagger, and confirming that everything was correct, I used silver needles to seal the acupoints around the shoulder. After confirming that everything was correct, I prepared the instruments, needles, and sutures needed for the surgery.