24: Heading towards Wutan City

Bibi Dong's pale, yet still breathtakingly beautiful face, was especially striking under the sunlight, her deep purple eyes, carrying scrutiny and a hint of cold weariness from being disturbed, landed on the Little Fairy Doctor who had suddenly intruded.

Seeing this, Mo Yuhan quickly stepped forward, his small body blocking the line of sight between the two, his voice carrying comfort and explanation: "Aunt, this is Little Fairy Doctor, she is a physician from Wan Yao Pharmacy in Qingshan Town."

He paused, then added, "She is very kind, and has helped me many times... she is a friend I made here."

"Friend?"

Bibi Dong's gaze shifted slightly; after several days in this World, Bibi Dong could occasionally get up and walk around, and she was already certain that this was indeed not the Douluo Continent.

However, Yu Han had a friend here and even brought her over, indicating that she was definitely not an ordinary friend.

With a hint of scrutiny, her gaze swept over the Little Fairy Doctor's delicate face and simple attire, her eyes seemingly able to penetrate the surface.

The Little Fairy Doctor always felt that this gaze was full of majesty, as if an Empress of an Empire was sizing her up. She suppressed the shock and countless questions in her heart, trying to show a friendly and professional smile, and bowed slightly:

"Hello, I am the Little Fairy Doctor, a friend of Mo Yuhan. I heard from him that you are injured. May I help you examine your injuries?"

In fact, Mo Yuhan had considered asking the Little Fairy Doctor for help before, but he did not believe that the Little Fairy Doctor's skill level could resolve the damage caused by an attack from a Super Douluo, which was comparable to a high-level Dou Emperor.

So he did not do so.

Bibi Dong looked at Mo Yuhan, and Mo Yuhan nodded.

Only then did Bibi Dong nod slightly, indicating her agreement.

The Little Fairy Doctor looked at that face, breathtakingly beautiful yet fragile, as if it could vanish at any moment in the dim light, and a strong medical instinct and protective desire rose within her.

However, after she stepped forward to examine, and her fingertips moved away from Bibi Dong's ice-jade-like wrist, she shook her head helplessly: "No, the injury is too severe. If it weren't for your strong vitality and cultivation, along with the Care Vessel Pill and Bone-Generating Pill protecting you, you would have probably lost all life force long ago."

Mo Yuhan had long expected this.

"Qian Xunji..." Mo Yuhan's fists clenched suddenly, his knuckles making a faint cracking sound.

A ferocity unbefitting his age erupted from his small body, and in the depths of his dark pupils, there was a flame that could incinerate everything. "I know of a pill, the Three-Pattern Azure Spirit Pill, with it, Aunt will definitely recover completely."

"Little Fairy Doctor, do you still remember the cave I mentioned to you?"

The Little Fairy Doctor naturally remembered. Just as Mo Yuhan finished speaking, a faint yellow Dou Qi suddenly rose from around him, like a nascent flame, though weak, it was solid and scorching, enveloping his small figure.

"I am already a One-Star Dou Zhe. I will go explore the cave. You help me look after Aunt."

Bibi Dong did not ask why, and neither did the Little Fairy Doctor.

Although she was somewhat worried about Mo Yuhan going to that steep cliff alone, she understood even more that his Aunt needed care more at this moment.

The figure enveloped in yellow light had already shot out like a lightning bolt tearing through the night, violently pushing aside the vines, and instantly vanishing into the deep darkness.

The vines shook violently, rustling, leaving only the suddenly elongated shadows within the cave, and the faint sounds of footsteps coming from the distant Monster Mountain Range.

Time flowed slowly in the dead silence. After only two incense sticks, the vine passage was suddenly torn open, and that small figure, carrying the earthy smell of soil, shot in like a swallow returning to its nest.

Mo Yuhan's breathing was slightly hurried, and a few fresh smudges of mud clung to his forehead, but his eyes were astonishingly bright, as if they had absorbed all the starlight from outside the cave.

Without stopping, he heavily dropped a bulky, heavy gray cloth package, stained with the damp, cold scent of moss, from his back to one side, stirring up a small cloud of dust.

The package opened, revealing a large pile of gold coins and other valuables, as well as dozens of jade bottles filled with spiritual energy-shrouded, strangely shaped medicinal herbs, and three stone boxes.

Mo Yuhan's gaze, however, directly bypassed these, and he reached into the stone box at the very bottom of the package, pulling out a scroll made of a peculiar material.

The scroll displayed an eerie, vibrant color, as if tanned from the hide of some highly poisonous magical beast, with a heart-palpitating seven-colored glow flowing across its surface. Just holding it gave a chilling, slippery sensation.

He unceremoniously shoved this scroll and a heavy, richly fragrant small cloth bag into the Little Fairy Doctor's cool hands.

"This is the Seven-Colored Poison Manual, and some medicinal herbs," Mo Yuhan's voice was low and decisive, carrying an undeniable tone. "These are all yours. The other two stone boxes contain a Profound-tier high-grade flying Dou Skills, 'Eagle Wings,' and a Profound-tier high-grade Dou Skills, 'Phoenix Flight Step.' If you want to learn them, you can take them too."

The Little Fairy Doctor only felt a chill in her hands; the seven-colored scroll seemed to be alive, with threads of cold energy seeping through her skin.

She looked down at the poison manual with its eerie glow and the vital medicinal bag in her hands, her apricot eyes filled with surprise.

Mo Yuhan didn't give her time to process, continuing: "In a few days, once Aunt has recovered, I will take her to Wutan City to await the Canaan Academy's enrollment."

"Little Fairy Doctor, would you be willing to come with us? It's okay if you don't want to, but Qingshan Town is too small after all, and I still hope you can come along."

Bibi Dong, hearing this, frowned slightly.

He hadn't mentioned the Little Fairy Doctor accompanying them to her beforehand.

However, she remained silent for now.

Inside the room, the Little Fairy Doctor heard these words, her gaze lingering repeatedly between the eerie poison manual in her hand, the heavy medicinal bag, and the pale, fragile, yet still breathtakingly beautiful face on the stone bed.

The familiar scent of herbs from Wan Yao Pharmacy's drying yard, the neatly arranged drawers in the storeroom, the concerned chatter of the town's aunties... a stable everyday scene flashed rapidly through her mind.

Leave Qingshan Town and go to the unfamiliar city of Wutan City?

Should she get involved?

Her gaze finally settled on Bibi Dong's slightly furrowed brow and bloodless skin.

After a brief silence, the Little Fairy Doctor suddenly took a deep breath, the sound exceptionally clear in the quiet cave, carrying a sense of resolve to cut off the past.

She no longer hesitated, swiftly stuffing the Seven-Colored Poison Manual and the medicinal bag into her portable medicine pouch, her movements neat and decisive, as if shedding an invisible burden.

Raising her head, her delicate face was no longer confused. Facing Mo Yuhan's nervous and expectant gaze, she broke into a smile mixed with the glow of adventure and the gentleness of a healer, nodding heavily: "Okay! I'll go with you!"

...

The morning light struggled to pierce through the year-round swirling gray mist of the Monster Mountain Range, sprinkling cold dew drops on the rugged mountain path.

A small, yet exceptionally steady figure led the way, faint yellow Dou Qi flickering in and out of view, vigilantly scanning every shadow in the forest.

Behind him, a delicate young girl carefully supported a woman draped in a large, coarse cloth cloak, almost completely shrouded in shadow.

The woman's steps were unsteady, each one accompanied by suppressed pain, and the weight she leaned on the young girl revealed her extreme weakness.

The wide hood concealed her stunning beauty, revealing only a few scattered strands of purple hair, like the finest silk, reflecting a faint luster in the morning light.

The young girl steadily supported her arm with one hand, while her other hand remained poised over her bulging medicine pouch at her waist, her vigilant gaze occasionally sweeping her surroundings, yet also openly showing worry as she looked at the person in her arm.

The three walked in silence on the slippery mountain path, their figures appearing and disappearing in the swirling mist, steadfastly moving towards the land of hope beyond the Monster Mountain Range, the city named Wutan City.