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Upon hearing this, a resolute glint flashed in Old Mo's eyes. "Young Master, you mustn't do that. Let me hold them off. My life is nothing; I can die and that's it. But you are of noble birth, the Marquis's only heir. You cannot afford any mishaps."

Wei Fengyun's gaze was firm, and his tone left no room for doubt: "You are no match for them."

Old Mo was stunned by Wei Fengyun's confidence and was speechless for a moment.

Wei Fengyun urged urgently, "Leave quickly." As soon as he finished speaking, he brandished the sharp blade in his hand and resolutely rushed into the encirclement of the men in black.

Old Mo knew that this was not the time for a head-on confrontation. Of the three, Wei Fengyun was in the best condition, so he carried Xie Yukun tightly on his back and retreated towards the outer perimeter.

Seeing Xie Yukun attempting to escape, one of the men in black was about to leave the group to give chase when Wei Fengyun blocked his path with a fierce strike.

Wei Fengyun engaged in a fierce battle with five men in black. Swords flashed and blades gleamed, preventing the men in black from extricating themselves.

Old Mo, carrying Xie Yukun at breakneck speed, was extremely anxious and only wanted to return to the capital as soon as possible to seek reinforcements.

Just then, a familiar voice suddenly came from ahead.

"Feng Yun, Feng Yun."

"Your Highness, where are you?"

Upon hearing the voices of Jiang Huaiyu and Steward Zheng, Old Mo was overjoyed and shouted with all his might, "Madam, Steward Zheng, we're here!"

Upon hearing the response, Jiang Huaiyu, Butler Zheng, and Yao Dingtian, who were ahead, smiled with relief and hurriedly quickened their pace to catch up.

When they saw Lao Mo carrying Xie Yukun, both of them seriously injured, but Wei Fengyun was nowhere to be seen, Jiang Huaiyu felt anxious and nervously stepped forward to ask, "Where is Fengyun? Where is Fengyun?"

Old Mo felt much more at ease when he saw the reinforcements arrive. "The young master is fighting a fierce battle with the enemy in the rear so that I can take Commander Xie away."

Upon hearing this, Steward Zheng immediately used his lightness skill to rush towards the direction Old Mo pointed out.

Just as Jiang Huaiyu was about to follow, Yao Dingtian stopped her, saying, "You don't know martial arts, so it will be futile for you to go. You might as well stay here and protect them."

Before he finished speaking, Yao Dingtian had already leaped out, like an arrow on a bowstring, rushing towards the battlefield.

In the deep forest, Wei Fengyun was engaged in a fierce battle with five men in black. The wounds on his body had been corroded by poison, and Wei Fengyun felt his movements gradually becoming stiff.

He was filled with rage. "If you hadn't used poison, you would never have been a match for me."

The five men in black were also covered in wounds, and their attacks became even more ferocious, leaving a crisscrossing pattern of wounds on Wei Fengyun's body.

Suddenly, a man in black silently darted out of the shadows and launched a surprise attack on Wei Fengyun. Wei Fengyun had no time to react and saw the sharp blade about to pierce his chest.

At this critical moment, a delicate short knife, gleaming with cold light, pierced through the air and struck the attacker squarely in the neck.

Wei Fengyun instantly realized that someone was coming to his aid, so he immediately rallied his spirits and intensified his attack, leaving the remaining four men in black with nowhere to escape.

At this moment, Yao Dingtian, dressed in a purple python robe, and Zheng, a steward in a gray brocade robe, moved swiftly across the lawn, arriving like a gust of wind.

"The commander of the Sword-Binding Division has arrived!"

The men in black panicked.

"retreat!"

Yao Dingtian snorted coldly, his tone full of contempt, "Trying to run? Not so easy." Before he finished speaking, he unleashed a series of palm strikes, directly hitting several men in black.

Several men in black were unable to dodge in time and were struck by the palm strike, instantly losing consciousness. Only one man in black managed to escape into the distance using his lightness skill. Butler Zheng reacted swiftly, flicking his arm, and a jet-black throwing knife followed like a shadow, striking the man in black squarely in the heart.

Yao Dingtian and Butler Zheng landed lightly on the ground and walked to Wei Fengyun's side.

Steward Zheng carefully supported the weak and poisoned Wei Fengyun and asked with concern, "Your Highness, are you alright?"

Wei Fengyun nodded slightly and said weakly, "I've been poisoned."

Steward Zheng immediately used his internal energy to expel the poison from Wei Fengyun.

At this moment, the members of the Fujian Division also arrived and tied up the remaining men in black, taking them back to the Fujian Division.

Since Wei Fengyun, Xie Yukun, and Lao Mo were all poisoned, Yao Dingtian immediately rushed to the palace to report the situation to the emperor. The emperor then dispatched the divine physician Jing Fan to the Fujian Division to treat the three and detoxify them.

Inside the Hidden Sword Division, Wei Fengyun, Xie Yukun, and Lao Mo lay side by side, their bodies radiating a bluish-green light, which looked extremely eerie.

Yao Dingtian, Jiang Huaiyu, and Steward Zheng stood anxiously to one side, while the divine physician Jing Fan carefully examined their bodies. Behind him stood two women, Princess Feixue and her maid Mengqin, who had collided with Wei Fengyun on the road that day.

"Miss, isn't that smelly man the same one we met a couple of days ago?" Mengqin muttered in a low voice.

Princess Feixue glared at her and scolded in a low voice, "There are still so many people here, don't talk nonsense." Mengqin stuck out her tongue and fell silent.

Yao Dingtian asked anxiously, "Divine Doctor, what kind of poison have they been afflicted with? Is there any antidote?"

Jing Fan stroked his beard and nodded confidently: "The poison these three people have been afflicted with is a unique and deadly poison from the Southern Frontier called 'Soul Fishing.' This poison originates from a venomous insect found in the jungles of the Southern Frontier. Those poisoned will gradually feel their bodies stiffen and become numb until their hearts stop beating, ultimately leading to death."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Huaiyu anxiously asked, "Divine Doctor, do you have a good antidote?"

Jingfan smiled and comforted her, "Madam, there's no need to panic. The antidote is actually right beside us."

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to Mengqin: "Miss Mengqin, please offer a bowl of fresh blood, divide it into three portions, and give them to these three people to drink."

Upon hearing this, the three of them were all astonished, as if they had heard the most unbelievable thing in the world.

Mengqin hesitated for a moment, then took out a sharp little dagger, bit her lip, and slowly cut her wrist. Bright red blood dripped into a bowl, and she then solemnly handed the bowl of blood to Jingfan.

Upon seeing this, Princess Feixue hurriedly took out the ointment, carefully applied it to Mengqin's wound, and then properly bandaged it with fine gauze.

Jingfan took the blood and fed it to the three people one by one. After a while, the chilling bluish-green color on their bodies gradually dissipated, and their breathing returned to normal.

"I will prescribe another dose of medicine for you. Take it for seven days and the toxins will be completely eradicated. Commander Xie's injuries are more serious and he needs more rest. The other two only have superficial wounds and are not seriously injured."

Jiang Huaiyu hurriedly expressed his gratitude: "Your miraculous healing skills are truly appreciated."

Yao Dingtian's gaze swept over Mengqin, a hint of surprise in his voice: "Could this little maid beside the divine physician be the legendary Poison Child of Jishetang, who is immune to all poisons?"

Jing Fan smiled slightly and replied politely, "Commander Yao is indeed very knowledgeable."

The children of Jishetang grew up in an environment of poisonous insects, being bitten by them day after day, and regularly taking various poisons. As a result, their constitution had long since reached a level where they were immune to all poisons.

The blood of poisonous children is said to have the miraculous effect of neutralizing all poisons in the world.