Fleeing from famine? Not a chance; the divine healer's wife made her fortune.

A colossal beast suddenly appears; survival in a perilous place.

Thump, thump, thump—the earth trembled as if struck by drums, the sound growing closer and clearer, like the approaching footsteps of death. Su Yunlan felt an immense pressure bearing down on her. She gripped Xiao Yuhan's hand tightly, her face grave, cold sweat trickling down her temples, beads of perspiration forming on her palms. A stench filled the air, nauseating and foul.

"Protect Second Brother and Granny Sun!" Su Yunlan shielded the Xiao family members behind her, her eyes resolute, her tone leaving no room for doubt. Xiao Yuhan nodded, thinking to himself, "As a member of the Xiao family, I cannot allow my family to be threatened like this, even if it costs me my life." He then protected his second brother and Granny Sun behind him, vigilantly watching the depths of the mist. The atmosphere around them was extremely tense; everyone held their breath, as if a taut string could snap at any moment.

Suddenly, the mist churned, and a colossal black beast emerged from it. Its body was as large as a mountain, covered in thick, metallic-looking black scales. Its scarlet eyes, like two will-o'-the-wisps, emitted a chilling light within the mist. It opened its blood-red maw, revealing sharp fangs, and let out a deafening roar that made everyone's eardrums ring.

"Roar—" The colossal beast charged towards the crowd, baring its fangs and claws, stirring up a gust of wind that sent sand and stones flying and trees swaying. Its claws, whistling through the air, were like black scythes, slashing viciously at Xiao Yuhan. Each swing carved deep furrows into the ground. Without hesitation, Xiao Yuhan stepped forward, drawing his sword to meet the beast. Xiao Yuhan moved with lightning speed, like a nimble leaf, weaving skillfully through the gaps in the beast's attacks. His feet landed with pinpoint accuracy, as if he had calculated the beast's trajectory beforehand. The sword flashed, its blade gleaming. Xiao Yuhan, agile and wielding a sharp sword, engaged the beast in fierce combat.

During the fight, Xiao Yuhan discovered a weak point where the giant beast's scales connected, so he skillfully attacked this spot. Each attack enraged the beast, leaving it helpless. The beast's attacks were incredibly ferocious; each claw strike carried the force of a tidal wave, and each roar was awe-inspiring. Xiao Yuhan was in grave danger, quickly sustaining several wounds. The onlookers held their breath in suspense, while Widow Zhou was deathly pale, clutching her child tightly and trembling.

"Fourth Brother!" Young Master Xiao exclaimed in surprise, while Granny Sun clasped her hands together in silent prayer. Su Yunlan's gaze was fixed on Xiao Yuhan, her heart filled with anxiety. She took a deep breath and quietly slipped her hand into her sleeve... Without hesitation, Su Yunlan flipped her hand, and several plants exuding a strong herbal fragrance appeared in her palm. She quickly crushed the herbs, took out her tinderbox, and lit them. Wisps of smoke carrying a strange aroma rose and drifted in the mist.

The colossal beast was locked in fierce combat with Xiao Yuhan, its blood-red eyes filled with bloodthirsty madness. But when the wisp of smoke reached its nostrils, its massive body abruptly halted, its previously savage movements slowing down. Its enormous head swayed, seemingly struggling against something, and confusion and pain flickered in its crimson eyes. This sudden change stunned everyone.

Xiao Yuhan keenly seized the opportunity. He turned around, his blade flashing silver as he slashed fiercely at the beast's neck, shouting, "Today, you beast, you will be defeated by me, Xiao Yuhan!" With a loud bang, the massive black beast crashed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Seeing this, the surrounding exiles cheered even more enthusiastically, some even kneeling and shouting, "Hero! Hero!" Young Master Xiao excitedly called out, "Fourth Brother!" his eyes filled with joy. Granny Sun also breathed a sigh of relief, a smile of relief spreading across her face. Widow Zhou, holding her child, though still somewhat frightened, quietly relaxed her tense body.

Holding a long sword, Xiao Yuhan's chest heaved slightly, his gaze sharp as he surveyed the fallen beast. His actions had exhausted him, leaving him with several wounds, but his face showed no fear, only the exhilaration of someone who had survived a near-death experience. Like a hero who had triumphed over a giant beast, he first accepted the awe-inspiring gazes of the crowd, then went to care for the other exiles, helping the wounded and inquiring about their well-being. The surrounding exiles were also awestruck by Xiao Yuhan's bravery, uttering sounds of admiration. Even the usually stern Captain Zhao cast an approving glance at him. Only Old Liu remained, watching the fallen beast and Xiao Yuhan.

Su Yunlan ran quickly to Xiao Yuhan, hugging him tightly as if trying to absorb his warmth into her own body. Her eyes were filled with worry and love, her hands trembling slightly, as if the terrifying scene from just moments ago was still vivid in her mind. Xiao Yuhan put his arm around her waist, gently patted her back, and smiled, "It's alright, I'm fine." His voice was deep and firm, as if instilling a sense of reassurance in her. Su Yunlan looked up at Xiao Yuhan, the worry in her eyes gradually fading, replaced by deep gratitude. She whispered, "You scared me to death, don't be so reckless next time." Xiao Yuhan gently kissed her forehead and said tenderly, "With you here, I have strength."

Although the behemoth had been defeated, some members of the exile group were injured during their escape. Young Master Xiao's shoulder was scratched by the behemoth's claws, bleeding profusely; Granny Sun's leg was trapped under a fallen tree, rendering her immobile; and Widow Zhou's child was crying incessantly from shock. The surrounding exiles also sustained injuries of varying degrees, creating a tense and chaotic atmosphere.

Su Yunlan quickly calmed down. She took out several bottles of herbs from her sleeve. At that moment, she recalled the experience of losing loved ones due to scarcity of supplies, which made her even more conflicted as she looked at the injured. She had to make a difficult choice between treating the wounded and preserving the supplies. Seeing the pained expressions and helpless eyes of each person, her heart felt as if it were being torn apart, filled with immense pain.

"Wife, save Second Brother and Granny Sun first." Xiao Yuhan's voice rang in her ears, tinged with worry. Su Yunlan nodded, the herb bottle in her hand trembling slightly between her fingertips. She hesitated for a moment, finally deciding to use the limited herbs on those who needed them most. Her eyes were resolute, but her heart remained conflicted.

The exiles around her watched Su Yunlan's actions, while Old Liu observed her coldly from the side. Su Yunlan's gaze shifted back and forth between the wounded and the supplies in the space. Finally, she gently placed her hand on the medicine bottle, a resolute expression on her face.

“My lady, you…” Xiao Yuhan’s voice was low and concerned. Su Yunlan looked up. Although her heart was filled with contradictions and entanglements, at this moment, she decided to take out some supplies to treat the wounded. Su Yunlan took a deep breath and handed the medicine bottle in her hand to Xiao Yuhan, “Please help me distribute these to my second brother and Granny Sun.” Her voice was firm and clear, carrying an unquestionable authority.

Xiao Yuhan took the medicine bottle, turned around, and took out several clean pieces of cotton cloth from her sleeve. These were things she had prepared in advance. She used the dagger she carried to cut the cotton cloth into suitable sizes, her movements skilled and swift. The air was filled with a rich herbal aroma, the hemostatic and tissue-regenerating powder she had taken from her spatial storage.

She went to Young Master Xiao's side first. Blood was still gushing from the wound on his shoulder, a horrifying sight. Su Yunlan carefully sprinkled medicinal powder on the wound and then tightly bandaged it with cotton cloth. Young Master Xiao gasped in pain, beads of sweat forming on his forehead, but he gritted his teeth and remained silent. Su Yunlan looked at his pale face and sighed softly.

Next, she went to Granny Sun's side. Granny Sun's calf, which had been trapped under the tree, was swollen and she was groaning in pain. Su Yunlan first had several strong men carefully lift the tree, and then she carefully treated Granny Sun's wound. As she cleaned the wound, she comforted the old woman in a gentle tone, as if she were chatting with an old friend rather than treating a wound.

Widow Zhou, holding her child, hid in a corner, cautiously watching Su Yunlan's busy figure. She had originally been wary and distrustful of this suddenly appearing "fourth sister-in-law," but now, seeing her saving lives, her wariness gradually dissipated.

While treating the wounded, Su Yunlan observed the surrounding situation. She noticed that although most of the exiles had suffered injuries of varying degrees, they were at least now in stable condition. She breathed a slight sigh of relief and quickened her pace.

After half an hour of work, the injuries on everyone's bodies were finally under control, and the pain had lessened considerably. Looking at Su Yunlan, even those who had initially harbored doubts and resentment towards her couldn't help but feel a sense of respect. In this crisis, she had won everyone's approval with her medical skills and wisdom.

Just then, Old Liu, who had been hiding behind the crowd, suddenly stepped forward. His eyes swept over the crowd with a sinister glint, a cold smile playing on his lips. He spoke in a shrill voice, in a provocative tone: "Look at her, everyone! She's doing this on purpose! She has so many supplies, yet she only takes out a tiny bit—she's deliberately wasting resources! She's definitely hiding even more!"

The surrounding crowd, who had just been filled with gratitude towards Su Yunlan, now showed hesitation and distrust upon hearing Old Liu's words. Their gazes towards Su Yunlan became complex, a mixture of doubt, speculation, and various other emotions spreading through the crowd.

Xiao Yuhan frowned, about to step forward to refute Elder Liu, when he felt Su Yunlan's hand gently tug at the hem of his clothes. The coldness in her eyes was like ice and snow. She clenched her fists, showing her anger, but she held back her rage. She turned her gaze to Elder Liu, her lips slightly parted, about to say something, but suddenly stopped. Her eyes seemed to be looking into the distance.