Yinqiu's gaze grew increasingly intense, filled with an air of determination. Mo Beichen looked up uncomfortably, not even glancing at Yinqiu, and immediately raised his hand, sweeping his palm towards her.

At the same time, he said in a chilling tone, "If you can't control your eyes, I'll gouge them out for you."

Yinqiu panicked and quickly dodged, but her desire to conquer grew even stronger, like a wild horse. She was right to have such good judgment.

She's still a fiery woman, which she likes; it'll be more interesting to train her slowly.

Seeing his men dwindling, Old Master Zhou grew even angrier. Noticing that Yinqiu's mind was elsewhere, he snorted coldly, "If His Highness's illness isn't cured, neither of us will survive. So don't think about such trivial matters."

Yun Qingluo quickly noticed the anomaly.

This time, they were clearly dominating the other side, so why didn't Old Zhou intervene?

Yun Qingluo's gaze fell on his hand hidden behind his back, somewhat puzzled.

"Junior Uncle, doesn't Elder Zhou know some secret techniques? Why isn't he using them? If this continues, all their people will be wiped out. Could it be that he's up to something bad?"

The Ghost Doctor followed Yun Qingluo's gaze, carefully examined him, and his eyes revealed a hint of surprise, but his tone was full of joy, "He used a secret technique. This technique not only damages one's vital energy, but also reduces one's lifespan by ten years. Luoluo, look at his eyes, his temples, and his ears. Don't they look lifeless?"

Yun Qingluo took a closer look and realized it really was true. "Junior Uncle, what kind of secret technique can cause someone to lose ten years of their lifespan? It's that ruthless!"

The Ghost Doctor explained, "As far as I know, this should be a teleportation technique, which can summon people from far away to your doorstep. As for the lifespan loss, it depends on the distance. I estimate that the person he summoned should be from the Xuancang Continent, which is the farthest from our continent. I just don't know who he summoned that would make him willing to lose ten years of his lifespan?"

The Ghost Doctor's next words sounded like he was talking to himself, and his voice trailed off, probably only he could hear them clearly.

But this information was more than enough for Yun Qingluo. "Junior Uncle, do you mean that Elder Zhou can't use the secret technique, so he can only worry helplessly at this moment?"

The Ghost Doctor nodded. "Yes, this is good for us. Tell the Phoenix Guards not to linger in the battle and to finish it quickly."

Upon hearing this, Yun Qingluo nodded, clenched her fist, and used a whistle to relay the command. This was a command that Eunuch Wu had specially taught her. Only the Phoenix Guards could understand the meaning of this command; others could not. It could be of great help in battle.

After receiving the order, the Phoenix Guards moved faster and faster, eventually becoming afterimages as they weaved through the crowd, making Old Zhou's eyes widen in fury.

"Damn it, retreat, retreat!" Old Zhou shouted as he saw that his men couldn't even withstand three moves from the enemy.

Finally, under the cover of a few loyal followers, only Old Zhou and Yin Qiu escaped; the rest were all wiped out, much to the delight of Yun Qingluo and the others.

Once the scene quieted down, the sight of corpses scattered all over the yard was enough to make one feel nauseous.

Mo Feng walked over, returned the token from the Divine Doctor Valley to Yun Qingluo, and suggested that they go to the hidden spot on the first floor, where a treatment room had been prepared and, most importantly, it was very safe.

The group nodded in agreement and left together.

Mo Beichen deliberately pulled Yun Qingluo back to his side, held her hand tightly, glanced at the Ghost Doctor and Yun Qingluo's master walking ahead, and saw that they were talking and not looking in their direction, which reassured him slightly.

He leaned close to Yun Qingluo's ear, his hot breath brushing against her neck, and whispered, "Luoluo, you're not allowed to push me away again."

The tone was full of grievance, like a pitiful abandoned puppy.

Yun Qingluo's heart melted, but she still tried to explain with a bit of firmness, "I didn't push you away. I just let go of your hand to check on Master's injury, that's why I didn't push you away."

Mo Beichen shook Yun Qingluo's sleeve relentlessly, "I don't care, the moment you let go of me, my heart ached."

Yun Qingluo smiled and said in a deliberately gentle tone, "Do you want me to fuss over you?"

Mo Beichen hurriedly replied, "Yes, yes, yes."

Yun Qingluo slapped his shoulder in annoyance, "You big dummy! You don't know when or where to be jealous. If those old foxes in the capital knew that their emperor had this side to him, I wonder if they'd be shocked."

Mo Beichen straightened up, but did not let go of Yun Qingluo's hand. He smiled and said, "Only Luoluo can see this scene. They are not worthy."

The cunning old foxes in Beijing who were subtly implied: ...They really will thank me.

Xiao Yi, unable to bear the sight, quipped sarcastically, "Oh my god, is this really the same cold-faced war god? Ugh, what did I just see? Is this something I can see for free? Will I get a sty...?"

Yun Qingluo's head was buzzing from Xiao Yi's startled tone. She couldn't take it anymore and said, "Xiao Yi, shut up! If you have nothing better to do, go and prepare some medicine to regulate your body. I already had you scan my arm when I looked at it earlier. You know what medicine is needed. Prepare it for me before going to bed tonight. Foot bath medicine, bath medicine, internal medicine, external medicine, everything is needed."

Xiao Yi was shocked. "Are you crazy? So many medicines, you're going to exhaust me! Besides, your master's medical skills are even better than yours. He can treat himself. Why are you going to all this trouble?"

Yun Qingluo looked ahead at her master, whose figure was thin, and her eyes welled up with tears. "Yes, he is a miracle doctor. His medical skills are even better than mine. So why does he still have so many health problems?"

It was all for her good-for-nothing apprentice; he was only thinking about how to cure her, and he completely ignored his own injuries.

Xiao Yi was silent for a while after hearing Yun Qingluo's question. After a long while, he replied in a muffled voice, "Alright, I know. Stop being so dramatic. With me here, your master will definitely live to be a hundred years old. Don't worry."

Yun Qingluo was once again moved by Xiao Yi's understanding. "Xiao Yi, thank you."

Thank you for always understanding me and for supporting me without reservation.