A farmer has a shrewish wife; he's busy making money every day.

The surrounding environment suddenly became quiet, with only the rustling of leaves.

Ye Qingxue raised the corners of her mouth, stretched out her palm, and beckoned to the white tiger: "Come here."

Immediately afterwards, he focused his energy in his dantian, exerted force with his thighs, and shot out.

The white tiger roared and charged toward Ye Qingxue, its eyes filled with the ferocity of a wild beast.

It will tear this woman who is provoking it to pieces!

Ye Qingxue ran at top speed, picked up a bamboo pole from the ground, and swung it to smash the white tiger's head hard!

boom!

The bamboo pole slammed the white tiger to the side, and the bamboo pole snapped in two.

The white tiger roared as it fell to the ground, then got up and barked angrily at Ye Qingxue.

It was furious! As the tyrant of the mountains, it had never suffered such humiliation!

At the same time, it was wary of Ye Qingxue's strength; that attack had almost shattered its skull.

Its narrow, beastly eyes gleamed with surprise at how such a strong woman could exist in this village!

She's not one of those people from the capital!

The white tiger lowered its body, its sharp claws outstretched, wary, wanting to see what other tricks this woman had up her sleeve.

Ye Qingxue, holding the bamboo pole, glanced coldly at it, gathered her strength, and charged forward again!

Enraged, the white tiger sharpened its claws on the ground, awaiting Ye Qingxue's arrival.

Originally expecting Ye Qingxue to strike its body with the stick again, it was fully prepared, its muscles tense, intending to break another section of the bamboo pole!

Suddenly, Ye Qingxue turned the bamboo pole around, pushed it downwards, and jumped up.

In the blink of an eye, I was sitting on its back!

hoo hoo hoo!

The white tiger roared and bounced around, trying to throw Ye Qingxue off.

Ye Qingxue gripped the white tiger's fur tightly and struck it on the rump with a bamboo pole!

When the white tiger paused, Ye Qingxue took the opportunity to continuously hit it with the bamboo pole.

Show no mercy, hit the vital points every time, and beat the tiger to death!

The white tiger gradually lost its strength, went limp, and was covered in wounds from the beating.

How can this woman have such a strong grip!

She practically skinned it!

Unbeknownst to Baihu, Ye Qingxue was now at the end of her rope.

She desperately circulated her inner energy, squeezing out every last bit of strength from her body, just to be able to continue riding on the white tiger.

If Baihu holds on a little longer, the situation will be reversed in an instant!

Ye Qingxue gritted her teeth, thinking resentfully: If only you, White Tiger, had appeared a few days later! That way I could have recovered better.

Actually, Ye Qingxue didn't want to get into this fight unless absolutely necessary, since she hadn't fully recovered yet, and this time she was really put on the spot by those people in the deserted village!

Fortunately, it was the White Tiger who couldn't hold on any longer!

It lay on the ground, its chest heaving violently, making whimpering sounds.

It sounds rather pitiful.

Ye Qingxue stepped forward and patted its head: "Don't do that next time, okay? What kind of tiger are you to bully a little girl like me!"

What nonsense! What kind of talk is this woman spouting! Who's bullying whom here?!

The white tiger was powerless and could only wag its tail to refute her, its eyes red as it glared hatefully at Ye Qingxue.

Ye Qingxue thought it was holding a grudge.

"If you keep doing this, I'm afraid you'll retaliate against me, and I'll kill you right now."

Ye Qingxue tried to persuade it earnestly.

"Roar—" Before she could say more than a few words, a childish roar suddenly came from behind Ye Qingxue.

She turned around and saw the little white tiger she had met on the mountain yesterday.

It's snow-white and fluffy, with a cute tiger-like face.

"Hi!" Ye Qingxue greeted.

The little white tiger continued to roar at her.

Let go of my mother!

Meanwhile, the white tiger lying on the ground saw its cub running towards it and suddenly struggled to get up.

Ye Qingxue sighed.

Why are they all so stubborn? She was clearly very friendly.

If the White Tiger could hear her thoughts, he would be the first to object!

Friendly, yet each move can be deadly!

The little white tiger let out what it thought were fierce roars as it ran toward its mother.

The white tiger roared incessantly, seemingly in a hurry, its eyes flashing with a wild beastly light as it stared at Ye Qingxue.

A hint of impatience flashed in Ye Qingxue's eyes as she gripped the bamboo pole in her hand tighter.

Since that's the case, let's just kill him.

She kicked aside the white tiger cub that was running towards her and walked towards the white tiger mother.

Just as I was gathering my strength to strike it on the head, the white tiger mother suddenly lost control and roared, her roar almost echoing through the sky.

However, the white tiger mother wasn't yelling at Ye Qingxue, but rather looking in the direction of the cub.

Ye Qingxue sensed something was wrong, turned around, and saw the little white tiger lying on the ground with traces of blood oozing from its mouth.

She widened her eyes: I didn't kick that hard! Has this little white tiger learned to stage an accident at such a young age?

After waiting for a while, the little white tiger still hadn't gotten up, and the mother white tiger's roars grew increasingly whimpering, filled with despair. Only then did Ye Qingxue realize something was wrong.

Is this little white tiger really sick?

Ye Qingxue tentatively walked over to the little white tiger, squatted down, and checked its breathing.

It's very faint, but there is still some.

"Roar!"

The white tiger mother roared at her twice more.

Ye Qingxue gestured for it to be quiet: "Don't make noise, I won't hurt it!"

Ye Qingxue only had a smattering of knowledge about veterinary medicine, and besides, there were no instruments available for her to use, so she really didn't have any solutions.

The only indication that the white tiger cub seemed to have been poisoned was the purplish blood on the ground.

Ye Qingxue thought for a moment, then took out a bowl of spiritual spring water from her spatial storage, pried open the little white tiger's mouth, and fed it to it.

Seeing that Ye Qingxue's expression did not seem malicious, the White Tiger Mother quieted down and watched Ye Qingxue's actions silently.

After being fed a bowl of water, the little white tiger vomited a stream of dark purple blood, but then stopped vomiting blood and its breathing stabilized.

The white tiger mother's eyes lit up!

"Hooray!" Give me some more!

Ye Qingxue glanced at it with disdain, seeing through its thoughts: "Then you're not allowed to come looking for revenge against me again!"

The white tiger mother whimpered twice, as if trying to please her.

Ye Qingxue knew that the White Tiger's mother wouldn't disagree. After learning that the little white tiger had been poisoned, she guessed that the purple bamboo grass was what the White Tiger's mother had found to treat the little white tiger.

But purple bamboo grass is used to treat people! You silly tiger!

Ye Qingxue felt the last bit of water left in the spirit spring pool and felt a pang of heartache.

The water in this spiritual spring pool will eventually run out. It takes five days to fill the pool, and currently there is only enough water for ten bowls of drinks. It is truly precious!

She hasn't tried it yet!

Forget it, killing the white tiger is too risky. Even a rabbit will bite when cornered. If the white tiger retaliates before it dies, she might not be able to win.

Ye Qingxue finally gritted her teeth and took out the spiritual spring water.

One bowl, two bowls...

It wasn't until after the third bowl that the little white tiger finally opened its eyes, still half asleep.

Ye Qingxue let out a breath.

She's finally awake; if she had remained unconscious any longer, she would have run out of water.

What kind of poison is it? It's so deep. You need to drink four bowls of spiritual spring water to recover.

Her son, Debao, was full of energy after just one bowl!

What a waste!