Chapter 156

In the afternoon, Su Mo was busy in the quarantine area.

Huang Ming had combat strength, his recovery was fairly quick, and by evening his condition had stabilized. He then urgently wanted to come out to care for the patients.

He was stopped by Su Mo, who let him observe again, fearing a relapse of the illness.

Feiyun thought Su Mo's words made sense, so he helped persuade Huang Ming.

Su Mo took some of his blood and left, then went to check on the other critical patients.

Another frail, sickly middle-aged beastman passed away; Su Mo brought the news to his relatives waiting outside. Seeing tears well up in their eyes, yet they forced composure and thanked her, a ripple stirred in her heart.

No matter the form of war, the first to suffer are always the common folk.

According to Jiang Wu's nature of rewarding obedience and punishing defiance, this is merely the beginning; such a heroine will never become the ruler of the Beast World. In the future, neither she nor those ordinary people will be able to coexist peacefully with Jiang Wu.

Thus, unity and joint resistance against external foes is the most important matter.

When the sky had turned completely dark, Yue Ying rushed back straight to Su Mo's room.

At that time, Su Mo had already bathed; Fei Yan and Xuan Qing were also in her room, with Fei Yan mainly coming to discuss the plague.

As for Xuan Qing, he had come to deliver medicine to Su Mo.

"Wife Master."

Yue Ying strode over and called out.

Seeing his expression off, Su Mo frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's not exactly an incident, but I keep feeling something's off." Yue Ying recounted what happened after she left: "This afternoon Jiang Wu seemed to secretly withdraw some people. By evening, those she left behind to entangle with us grew ever fewer."

Su Mo frowned: "Withdrawing troops this quickly? That doesn't match Jiang Wu's character."

She suddenly glanced at Mo Xiao: "Over the next two days we must increase defenses; she definitely won't just swallow this insult."

【How could Jiang Wu withdraw troops so fast? Unless she found a more suitable, higher cost‑effectiveness target to attack!】

【Could she be planning to regroup a bit then strike the North Wing? No!】

【Compared to the North Wing, the Dragon Clan is now even more chaotic! Attacking would be easier.】

Su Mo suddenly lifted her gaze to Cang Lan standing at the door: "Hurry to the Dragon Clan and tell Long Yan to strengthen defenses recently; if he needs help, he can come find us right away."

Cang Lan nodded: "Okay!"

Immediately she turned to Ye Yuan: "Return to the East Sea, gather personnel, and wait for my signal."

Yue Ying frowned: "Should we continue monitoring Jin Tong's every move?"

Su Mo paused, then said: "For now he dare not provoke me, but Jiang Wu's side still needs close watch."

Yue Ying nodded: "I'll assign someone to follow up."

Fei Yan and Mo Xiao exchanged a glance, realizing they had overlooked this: if Jiang Wu were to attack the Dragon Clan now, it would indeed be the most opportune moment.

Su Mo then took a Dragon Clan topographic map from the System Space and analyzed: "Given Jiang Wu's current power, she likely has spies in every tribe. Her deployment against the Dragon Clan must already be crystal clear."

"The terrain outside the Dragon Clan offers her many hiding spots; if fighting broke out, the Dragon Clan's current situation might not fare well. The North Wing's situation is also not great, with few forces available to mobilize."

Xuan Qing, who had been silent behind them for a while, said: "If the situation becomes dire, we can call Second Sister for aid; last time our Tiger Clan owed a favor to the Minor General, and the clan won't object."

Su Mo nodded: "Then let's decide that for now."

After arranging these matters, Yue Ying frowned: "Wife Master, you should rest early."

After the several people left Su Mo's room, they discussed further.

"If the Dragon Clan really encounters trouble, Wife Master will certainly go there; we too should prepare early."

Yue Ying nodded.

Although he dislikes Long Yan as a romantic rival, at such a time it's naturally not the moment to quibble over that.

No matter what, Long Yan does have affection and righteousness toward their Wife Master.

He glanced sideways at Xuan Qing, who had just entered the room, frowned, and asked Fei Yan: "I saw Wife Master's complexion improve this evening; does the Third Young Master's prescription work?"

Fei Yan frowned: "The blood of an eighth‑level beastman truly maximizes the medicine's efficacy."

"What?!"

Yue Ying's eyebrows rose in surprise: "You mean, he…"

Mo Xiao merely furrowed his brows, showing little reaction; it seemed he had already anticipated this.

Yue Ying wondered: "But Wife Master was once forced to drink Jin Tong's blood, which not only brought no benefit but also spread the toxin."

"I've checked the records: before, the toxin was too strong, and her weak body couldn't withstand the energy in high‑level beastman blood. Now her body has cleared most of the toxin, so there's no harm."

Yue Ying frowned: "According to your reasoning, capturing Jin Tong and hacking him into pieces for the pot would be even better, wouldn't it?"

Fei Yan paused, then said: "Xuan Qing… should soon reach level nine. His combat strength will quickly be on par with Jin Tong's."

Yue Ying furrowed her brows and fell silent.

"A romantic rival being too strong is never good, but in this situation, the ally's rapid level‑up is actually a boon."

For a moment, Yue Ying didn't know whether to feel joy or worry.

He sighed: "Return to your quarters to cultivate!"

The next morning, as Su Mo rose from bed, Cang Lan had just arrived in the courtyard.

He had gone to the Dragon Clan the previous night to convey Su Mo's analysis to Long Yan, who entrusted him with bringing back a letter.

Su Mo unfolded it; it contained only a few brief lines.

"Miss Su, upon opening your letter:"

"Seeing your words is like meeting you in person."

"Cang Lan has elaborated each point you mentioned, keeping your concern in mind. Elite guards have been stationed around the tribe day and night; please put your mind at ease. While you worry about the plague in the North Wing, cherish yourself and avoid overexertion."

"When the dust settles, I hope to share tea and leisurely conversation with you."

"Long Yan's own hand."

Su Mo finished reading, folded the paper, and held it in her palm.

Yue Ying, who was beside her, stole a few glances and roughly finished reading the above.

The shameless rival was just one step away from filling an entire sheet with "My heart is attached to you"!

Another two days passed.

The situation in the North Wing improved; the number of new patients dropped noticeably.

Huang Ming had fully recovered and began helping care for the patients.

Su Mo could also let out a sigh of relief.

That night she and a few family members discussed the matter of going to the Dragon Clan.

These past two days, the heroine's people seemed relatively stable; no news came from the Dragon Clan.

Yue Ying wanted to advise her to rest a day before going, but Su Mo's mind was set; he couldn't stop her.

Wife Master went to find his rival; the fox naturally was the first to volunteer.

But Su Mo didn't agree; she called Fei Yan.

Fei Yan thought for a moment, "Let the Third Young Master go together."

Su Mo knit her brows, just about to speak.

Then Xuan Qing's light voice said, "Fine, the Tiger Clan previously owed the Dragon Clan a favor; it's appropriate for me to go help."

Having said that, he stood up and said, "I'll return to my room to tidy up the delicates."

Su Mo frowned and looked at Mo Xiao, who was inexplicably silent tonight.

Mo Xiao also had his own considerations; with the North Wing still unstable, he naturally couldn't leave at will.

Moreover, Wife Master still needed medication, so Xuan Qing going along was indeed the most suitable.

Mo Xiao knit his brows and said, "That'll be it."

Su Mo: "…"

Fei Yan found an excuse to call her to his room and, in the process, helped her pack a few garments.

Just as he was about to leave, Su Mo called him back.

Fei Yan sat at the bedside, Su Mo's head resting on his lap, her dark hair loosely draped.

Fei Yan's fingertip twined around a strand of her hair, looking at her tenderly and indulgently.

Su Mo looked up at him, frowned and muttered, "I don't like Xuan Qing coming along…"

Fei Yan chuckled lightly, "Mo'er, is it that you don't like the Third Young Master traveling with us, or that you dislike him giving you medicine every day?"

"I dislike both! He's like a teaching professor, rigidly following me every day, I just don't like it!"

Fei Yan chuckled, "Just endure it; if it truly becomes unbearable, we can later return him to the Tiger Clan. Among us, his combat power is the highest, such a good resource would be a waste to squander. Besides, he… won't affect us at all."

Of course, he didn't intend to tell Su Mo that he also had selfish motives; at present, Xuan Qing was the least competitive among them, so choosing him as a companion would give him more time alone with Wife Master.

He knew that Wife Master's period had already cleared.

But he didn't plan to trouble her tonight; otherwise those others would only become more restless, and hoping to take people to the Dragon Clan for a few peaceful days would be a mere fantasy.

Fei Yan lowered his head and placed a kiss on her forehead, "Sleep now; we have to set out early tomorrow morning."