TNIBFT -Chapter 300 Treating the Wounds

“The Medicine Master Token?”

Inside the carriage, Qiu Feibai suddenly opened his eyes. These people had come with a purpose—it wasn’t simply about returning Jiang Yunxi.

What did the Medicine Master Token represent?

It meant the authority to mobilize the wealth of Medicine King Valley and command all its disciples. If the token truly fell into their hands, he would become a sinner of Medicine King Valley!

Outside the carriage—

Xuesong frowned, his aged face lined with deep wrinkles. Looking at the people from the Divine Maiden Palace, he said, “The Medicine Master Token concerns the very survival of Medicine King Valley. Not to mention one Jiang Yunxi—even ten of her—you’re dreaming if you think we’d trade it.”

“If I were you, I’d ask for something else and leave quickly.”

His tone was full of ridicule.

Though he pitied Jiang Yunxi, he could clearly distinguish what mattered more.

The disciples of Medicine King Valley drew their weapons one after another, standing guard beside Xuesong.

At the front of the Divine Maiden Palace, Qiu Shui wore a cold smile.

Qiu Feibai’s refusal to hand over the token was exactly what she had expected.

The horses stamped their hooves, sending snow flying. Qiu Shui held the reins in one hand, her gaze filled with contempt. “Since you won’t hand it over, there’s nothing more to say.”

“I have my own ways to obtain the Medicine Master Token!”

With a wave of her pale hand, more than a dozen women in red behind her lowered themselves over their horses and charged forward, blades in hand. In moments, the pristine white snow was stained red with blood.

“Demoness, you’ve gone too far!”

Watching disciples fall one after another, Xuesong’s eyes nearly split with rage as he rushed forward to engage Qiu Shui in combat.

At his age, how could he not see it? The Divine Maiden Palace had come today to eliminate witnesses!

Outside the carriage, the clash of weapons rang out sharply and continuously.

Qiu Feibai lifted the curtain.

On the snow-covered ground, many Medicine King Valley disciples were already dead or wounded.

“Divine Physician Qiu, I’ve long heard of your great name!” Qiu Shui casually beheaded a man, hot blood splattering as she greeted him as if nothing had happened.

“My master has given orders—if Divine Physician Qiu hands over the Medicine Master Token and is willing to serve the Divine Maiden Palace, you will be treated as an honored guest.” Her crimson lips curled slightly.

Qiu Feibai’s face turned ashen as he flicked out a medicinal pill.

A faint green mist rose into the air.

Qiu Shui sneered. “Jiang Yunxi already used that trick.”

“In fact, I even have a map of Medicine King Valley—its terrain, its industries… oh, and even your handwritten medical texts, Divine Physician Qiu.”

Qiu Feibai was devoted to medicine; his combat ability was nearly nonexistent.

Now even his life-saving methods had been exposed by Jiang Yunxi.

“Feibai, go! I’ll hold off these demonesses!” Xuesong, covered in blood, shouted at him.

The disciples of Medicine King Valley all stood ready to die.

Qiu Shui’s voice turned cold. “Trying to leave?”

“Without handing over the Medicine Master Token, none of you are going anywhere!”

The members of the Divine Maiden Palace were ruthless, killing without blinking—each swing of the blade claiming a life.

Qiu Feibai shook his head in sorrow. The greatest regret of his life was taking Jiang Yunxi as his disciple!

“Whoosh! Whoosh!”

The sound of arrows slicing through the air rang out—like salvation in the depths of despair.

“Charge!”

“Charge!”

“It’s them! They’re from the Divine Maiden Palace!” someone shouted.

“Kill them all—leave no survivors!”

At the command of a young male voice, armored soldiers immediately joined the battlefield. The disciples of Medicine King Valley retreated for the moment, gathering protectively around Qiu Feibai.

Xuesong frowned. “Who are these people now?”

Qiu Feibai shook his head. “They look like soldiers of Great Liang. We don’t know their intentions—stay alert. Send out a signal immediately and call for nearby Medicine King Valley disciples to come reinforce us.”

“Yes!”

After speaking, Qiu Feibai lifted his head and looked toward the leading man. Dressed in silver armor, he carried an extraordinary presence. His face was as refined as carved jade, yet he also possessed a strong masculine aura. His martial skills were formidable—every move ruthless, forcing the people of the Divine Maiden Palace to retreat step by step.

In less than the time it takes to burn an incense stick, Qiushui was struck off her horse, and the group from the Divine Maiden Palace fled in panic.

Seated atop his horse, the leading man narrowed his eyes, sizing up Qiu Feibai and the others.

“Are you people from Medicine King Valley?”

He suddenly spoke, his tone calm.

Qiu Feibai stepped forward, cupped his fists, and said, “Many thanks, young brother, for saving our lives. We are indeed disciples of Medicine King Valley, on our way to Sifang City to practice medicine.”

The man on horseback nodded.

As if recalling something, he flipped down from his horse and returned the gesture to Qiu Feibai. “My name is Xiao Tianchen. I came here searching for someone. My younger sister hasn’t returned home for several days. Later, my subordinates reported that she was captured by the people of the Divine Maiden Palace. During this time, I’ve led my men through wind and hardship, asking around for their whereabouts. Today, we happened to run into these demon women again…”

Qiu Feibai nodded sympathetically.

Xiao Tianchen continued, “It’s just that my poor sister… I’ve heard she’s already been disfigured by those women. I only ask that the divine physicians of Medicine King Valley help save her.”

With that, Xiao Tianchen bent one knee and knelt before Qiu Feibai.

Qiu Feibai reacted quickly, supporting his arms with both hands. “You mustn’t!”

“To be honest, Young General, my trip to Sifang City is also to treat a woman’s disfigurement. When the time comes, bring your sister, and I will examine her as well.”

Xiao Tianchen was taken aback.

What a coincidence?

Seeing Qiu Feibai looking at him, Xiao Tianchen quickly cupped his fists with a smile. “Then I’ll have to trouble you, divine physician!”

“I will escort you safely to Sifang City…”

“Where are you from, Young General?”

“I… my parents are both gone. I’m a lone, destitute man.”

Seeing the sorrowful look on Xiao Tianchen’s face, Qiu Feibai awkwardly fell silent.

…

Meanwhile, elsewhere.

“Hyah!”

“Hyah!”

Qiushui lashed her whip, and the horse, stung by the pain, galloped wildly. Snow was kicked up beneath its hooves, ice scattering into the air.

“Qiushui, he didn’t catch up, did he?”

“It’s always him—saying we harmed his sister. Who exactly is this man?” someone asked.

Qiushui’s mind flashed with Xiao Tianchen’s handsome face. The corners of her lips curled upward as she said wickedly, “So many people have died by my hand—how would I know which one is his sister?”

“But I’m quite interested in him!”

“If there’s a next time, I’ll definitely capture him…”

The women all burst into laughter.

Someone said, “Qiushui, what should we do with Jiang Yunxi? Carrying around a corpse makes me uncomfortable.”

Another woman added, “After all, Jiang Yunxi belongs to the Young Master. I heard her relationship with him isn’t ordinary. Shouldn’t we ask him first?”

Qiufei sneered, “Throw her away!”

“Without the Young Master’s permission, would we have dared to intercept and kill the Medicine King Valley people today?”

“Jiang Yunxi’s only value was to them. Now it seems she’s truly worthless—no wonder the Young Master has grown tired of her!”

…

At this moment, inside the hotpot restaurant.

Lin Xianzhong followed Feng Jiaojiao into a room to pour out their feelings. Outside the door, more than a dozen generals from Lindong City stood awkwardly, caught between advancing and retreating.

Ye Tian glanced at them, then turned to the three children and said, “I want to take a look at the newly built school in the city. Do you want to come with me?”

A school?

On Qin Fengyi’s lap, one child sat on each side, while the eldest sat nearby. The three of them were drawing for her.

Hearing Ye Tian’s voice, Ye Shuangxue lifted her head and glanced at her elder brother.

Ye Yunting looked at Xiao Jiang.

The three siblings exchanged glances, as if understanding each other’s thoughts.

“Let’s play a game—whoever loses goes!”