After applying medicine to the wounds, Jiang Jiuniang gave the dog two bottles of medicine and said, "You can secretly feed them these to replenish their energy. One pill for each of them is enough, and you can take some yourself too."

"Okay, Mother, what are you going to do next?"

"I'll go see who's cultivating immortality in the military camp, and then I'll target them by name."

Smoke was billowing from the black tent, indicating that the alchemy had begun and blood would not be drawn for the time being, so Gou'er was safe. This gave her enough time to stir things up.

The dog nodded: "Then I'll stay here and take care of these children. Mother, you must be careful."

These words made Jiang Jiuniang laugh, as if he himself wasn't a child.

"Okay, take good care of yourself. Your mother is in the military camp and can come to rescue you at any time. Don't be afraid."

"Um!"

The dog wasn't afraid at all now. He had only been inside for a short while when his mother had successfully sneaked in and could enter and leave the tent openly. His admiration for his mother increased infinitely once again; his mother was the most amazing.

Jiang Jiuniang went out and said to the two guards at the door, "These children are in good health and still have breath. They can be released once more. We can't waste them. Give them some good food tonight to help them recover. We can't delay the important matter of our esteemed guests."

The guards nodded repeatedly. There weren't many children around these days, so they could save money wherever possible. If they handled things well, the important people above would be happy to reward them.

Jiang Jiuniang left satisfied, and then began to pretend to patrol the army, thoroughly familiarizing herself with the terrain.

The tents of several generals were placed close together, which facilitated the discussion of important matters and ensured better protection in case of trouble.

The commander-in-chief's tent was quite far from that black tent, probably because he disliked the smoke, or perhaps someone in the generals' group objected.

Within an hour, Jiang Jiuniang had found out the situation.

The one "cultivating immortality" in the army is Wu Jiaming, the maternal uncle of the Third Prince of Dongting. No wonder the Third Prince was able to be so badly treated by Beiyan back then; it turns out he had his maternal family backing him up.

It seems that the Third Prince's maternal family is indeed a force to be reckoned with in the Eastern Court, but with great power comes great responsibility, and there are many who dislike them.

The commander-in-chief this time was a veteran general, experienced in many battles, and highly regarded by the old emperor of the Eastern Court. This old general was loyal only to the emperor.

During their time stationed at the border, the old general and Wu Jiaming had grown to dislike each other and had argued about many things.

However, because the old general had the emperor's backing, Wu Jiaming always lost.

The only thing that kept Wu Jiaming going was the pursuit of "cultivating immortality," and no matter how much the old general opposed it, he never succeeded.

According to the soldiers in the army, Wu Jiaming is over fifty years old, but he looks like he is only in his twenties or thirties. He doesn't look old at all, so he must really have some skills.

Therefore, the old emperor of the Eastern Court turned a blind eye to this, hoping that he could really refine the elixir of immortality and he himself could also benefit from it and achieve immortality.

After figuring out the whole story, Jiang Jiuniang decided to go and see for herself what was going on with Wu Jiaming.

It's normal to not look old as you get older; as long as you take good care of yourself, you can do it. For example, Mingze and Jiang Ruoya, that couple looks very young.

But it's hard to say. If Wu Jiaming really did something with the children's blood, she must find a way to stop him, otherwise what will happen to these children?

It was already past midnight, and only the guards were still active. Jiang Jiuniang easily entered Wu Jiaming's tent.

The tent was furnished in a conventional manner and kept very clean, but it had a faint smell of blood, indicating that he took pills frequently and in large quantities.

Jiang Jiuniang suppressed her emotions and stepped forward. The man was fast asleep and did not notice Jiang Jiuniang's arrival.

Jiang Jiuniang looked at his face. He was indeed quite young, but not as young as people outside had said. He was just a little fairer than others.

Wu Jiaming didn't have a beard, and at first glance he looked like a plump, white eunuch.

Eunuchs live longer than normal men, but did people in this era already know that?

That shouldn't be the case.

Jiang Jiuniang took Wu Jiaming's pulse and found that she had indeed been overthinking things. Although Wu Jiaming pursued immortality, he was not so crazy as to cut off his own escape route.

However, Wu Jiaming's physical condition was indeed good. He had not shown any signs of heavy metal poisoning despite taking the pills for a long time. This was more like a tonic than a pill.

Jiang Jiuniang didn't care about any of that. She absolutely couldn't let Wu Jiaming's health continue to be so good, otherwise more children would suffer.

So she took out her small bottle and sprinkled the red and white powder on Wu Jiaming.

Achoo!

A short while later, Wu Jiaming, who was fast asleep, sneezed and slowly woke up.

He opened his eyes, and Jiang Jiuniang smiled at him, saying, "You're finally awake. I've been waiting for you for so long."

In Wu Jiaming's eyes, Jiang Jiuniang was dressed in a snow-white dress, with an exquisitely beautiful face smiling at him, and a faint halo emanating from her.

"W-who are you?"

Wu Jiaming rubbed his eyes in disbelief, then noticed that Jiang Jiuniang's radiance was even more dazzling.

"I am your fairy godmother, Xiao Wu."

Fairy Godmother?

Should we call him Xiao Wu?

Wu Jiaming's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief.

He must be dreaming, right?

Otherwise, how could I have seen a fairy?

"What...can I do you need my advice?"

Wu Jiaming was obsessed with immortality and wanted to cultivate immortality, so he naturally believed in these things. Even though he felt that Jiang Jiuniang's way of addressing him was a bit outrageous, he still put on a respectful demeanor.

After all, who would get angry at such a stunning beauty?

"I came here specifically to save you because I saw that you had done something wrong. You must understand my good intentions!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Jiaming was filled with excitement. Had he really seen a fairy?

This shows that all those years of hard work have paid off!

"Godmother, please speak."

Jiang Jiuniang sighed softly, a look of sadness on her face.

"Little Wu, you're really foolish. You were born with a destiny to become a celestial being, but you've been misled and gone astray. I couldn't bear to see you go, so I rushed down to earth to save you!"

"You used the blood of those children to refine pills, which violates the heavenly laws! The gods are furious and will punish you soon. At that time, forget about your chance to become an immortal; you will even go to the eighteenth level of hell after you die!"

"The blood of your child will not only fail to grant you immortality, but it will also haunt you with resentment after death. Your body is currently in good health, but the gods are angry, and you don't have many days left to live!"

She looked sad, and when she got to the heartbreaking part, she even wiped away non-existent tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief.

Wu Jiaming was so frightened that cold sweat broke out on his back. He never expected that even the gods knew about this. What was he going to do?

"No, it's impossible..."

He shook his head, looking very flustered.

"How is it impossible? We immortals are all about compassion, yet you've taken so many lives. Even I, your fairy godmother, have been reprimanded by the heavenly gods!"

Jiang Jiuniang's sadness seemed to affect Wu Jiaming's emotions, making him even more panicked.