Only a few people were left, and they exchanged glances, understanding that the situation was beyond saving.

They immediately attempted to escape.

Yun Mantang raised his head, and with a flicker of blade light in his hand, a burst of dazzling light split one person in two.

Another was hit squarely by someone Zhen Xiaoxiao had thrown, both falling to the ground with blood gushing out; clearly, they were already dead.

The last person, in desperation, came up with a plan.

Watching Su Mo sitting on horseback enjoying the spectacle, seemingly amused,

he instantly flew forward, intending to capture Su Mo as a hostage.

Su Mo appeared unaware of the impending danger, sitting calmly on horseback, unaffected by this person’s approach.

Upon seeing this, the person was overjoyed.

But before he could celebrate, Old Ma and Xiao He simultaneously leapt up from both sides.

One released a chill with his palm.

The other threw a fist wrapped in thunder and wind.

"Get lost!!!"

The person opposite roared angrily, shaking his blade, but saw Xiao He reach out and take it with his palm, causing the blade to crackle.

The blade broke inch by inch, and in an instant, only a piece of the hilt was left in his hand.

Before he could react to what had happened,

that palm and fist struck both sides of his chest.

The two forces intertwined, resulting in a loud bang.

A living person was torn apart by the combined might of Old Ma and Xiao He!

Yun Mantang watched this scene, his pupils constricting abruptly.

Where did these fierce people come from?

A seemingly delicate young girl, yet with infinite strength, capable of facing a thousand troops alone!

These old and young men behind her are not ordinary people either.

The martial arts they used are extremely formidable!

With the reputation of my Broken Cloud Blade Technique, I’m well-known in Jianghu, a significant figure in the Martial Arts world.

But I have never heard of these three people before.

For a moment, my heart inevitably grew wary.

But on second thought, if they harbored malice toward me, there was no need for such a charade, so I laughed heartily:

"It turns out you are masters in disguise, I spoke rashly just now, please forgive me."

Saying this, I glanced at the people groaning in agony on the ground.

I immediately moved forward with my knife, striking each one without leaving anyone alive.

Seeing his actions, Su Mo couldn’t help but smile:

"Brother, you have quite ruthless methods."

"Honestly... these people are all wicked ones... today’s harsh actions are not without reason."

As Yun Mantang spoke, he frowned slightly, clasped his fists, and said:

"I deeply apologize for my offense today and thank you all for helping me out.

"However, I still have important matters on hand, so I won’t stay long... please forgive me, I’m leaving... cough..."

He couldn’t continue as his face turned dark purple, and suddenly sprayed a mouthful of blood into the sky.

He instantly collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath.

Upon seeing this, Su Mo slightly furrowed his brow, while Xiao He and Old Ma checked him and reported:

"Master, he is indeed severely poisoned, and the poison is out of control, spreading through his body."

"He returned despite everything, not failing in chivalry, and we shouldn’t ignore it."

Su Mo sighed lightly. Considering his unknown origin, and our limited knowledge of Xizhou’s situation, he wondered about Yun Mantang’s background.

He’s being ambushed, poisoned half a month ago, now traveling to Baisui City to deliver something to Old Master Xing?

Does Old Master Xing have any connection to Young Master Xing?

Thoughts turned in his mind, and he sent someone to invite Little Situ.

Little Situ, skilled in medicine, checked Yun Mantang’s pulse and finally shook his head:

"He’s not in grave danger, but this isn’t the place to treat him.

I’ll first give him a Detoxification Pill and use Silver Needles to restrain the poison to a few acupoints, ensuring his temporary safety."

Su Mo nodded: "That will do."

After Little Situ treated him, Su Mo ordered Yun Mantang be thrown onto the rear wagon.

Let a few disciples guard him well.

They also tidied up the corpses on the ground, burying them on the spot.

After an hour of toil, the caravan continued its journey.

Seventy miles isn’t far; Su Mo himself could reach it instantly.

But the wagon couldn’t travel too fast.

By evening, they had gone nearly thirty miles in a desolate area with no village or shop in sight.

Finally, Su Mo had to wave his hand, camping on the spot to cook.

Having sat in the wagon all day, Yang Xiaoyun, Wei Ziyi, and the others now emerged.

Wei Ziyi stretched and complained to Su Mo:

"Riding in the wagon every day is exhausting... hardly able to stretch, if my martial arts deteriorate, what then?"

"Is there room for your martial arts to deteriorate?"

Su Mo feigned surprise.

Wei Ziyi was furious upon hearing this, ready to show Su Mo the power of the Heaven and Earth Yin Yang Plate.

Yang Xiaoyun was both amused and distressed, quickly intervening to prevent Wei Ziyi from seeking her own demise...

Little Situ sat on one side, smiling discreetly.

At this moment, she had already treated Yun Mantang with needles and was sitting with Su Mo and others, chatting idly.

The disciples preparing food were experts.

Already accustomed to it.

Resourceful with local materials, the mountain provided wild delicacies, easily hunted and cooked.

In no time, a bonfire rose, and the aroma of meat filled the air.

Zhen Xiaoxiao seemed as if meditating, silent and motionless, his eyes fixed on the sizzling roast, waiting for Su Mo’s command to perform.

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