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As the cries faded, a strange pale yellow mist surrounded us from all directions.
The people from Snowfall Villa were experienced; upon noticing the unusual nature of the mist, they instinctively retreated over ten paces and gathered together. The attackers from Mirror Gate, however, were masked and showed no fear of the mist, clearly having taken an antidote beforehand.
Although their leader had already fled, the attackers from Mirror Gate showed no intention of retreating. They regrouped and, taking advantage of the chaos among Snowfall Villa's ranks, advanced step by step through the spreading poisonous fog.
The team from Snowfall Villa consisted of over a hundred people, while Mirror Gate also attacked with a similar number. In terms of martial arts, the disciples of Mirror Gate could not match those of Snowfall Villa. However, when it came to traps and hidden weapons, Mirror Gate had the upper hand. If we disregarded both leaders, a stalemate could have been expected in a short time. But now that Zhuque had escaped, with Luo Dachun and Nie Qiuyuan present on our side, the disparity in strength was immediately evident.
Thus, they relied on this poisonous mist to seize the initiative.
As the mist spread, the first to react was Dr. Fu from Medicine King Pavilion.
Standing at the back, he glanced at the mist and quickly pulled out a vial from his pocket. He poured out some pills, took two himself, and handed me two more. Without hesitation, I swallowed them down. I trusted Fu Zhifeng's medical expertise completely; since he took them himself, what was there to worry about?
The pills slid down my throat coolly, invigorating me. Fu Zhifeng whispered, "It's best to cover your mouth and nose and retreat a bit further." I quickly pulled out two masks from my pocket and handed one to him. He looked surprised but followed my lead and put on the mask as we retreated several more paces.
Nie Qiuyuan turned back to check on me as soon as possible. Seeing that I had taken Fu Zhifeng's medicine seemed to ease his mind. At that moment, someone from Snowfall Villa shouted, "Don't panic! This poison is not difficult to counter! Cover your mouth and nose and take the second type of antidote; it can suppress this poison. We vow to fight to the death against the thieves from Mirror Gate!"
Snowfall Villa also had many experts in pharmacology; they quickly identified the type of poison used by the enemy.
In an instant, those in white were retreating while hastily retrieving emergency vials from their bodies and taking their medicines. Luo Dachun pulled out some antidote from his pocket and shared it with Nie Qiuyuan. After observing the mist for a moment, Qiuyuan nodded at Luo Dachun.
It seemed that Snowfall Villa's basic assessment was indeed correct.
The battle raged fiercely; soon the camp had turned into a battlefield. Although Snowfall Villa's martial arts were slightly stronger than those of Mirror Gate, this poisonous mist significantly weakened their combat effectiveness. After a fierce struggle, both sides suffered casualties. However, Nie Qiuyuan and Luo Dachun's skills were on a different level compared to Mirror Gate's ordinary disciples; both fought like ten men each. As time passed in battle, Mirror Gate's numbers dwindled until all of their more than one hundred attackers were eliminated by Snowfall Villa.
However, Snowfall Villa also suffered considerable losses. Although they had taken effective antidotes, they were not true cures; nearly everyone who survived was affected by poison to varying degrees. Once the mist dissipated, it would take considerable time to prepare antidotes for treatment, leaving about two-thirds of those who survived unable to fight effectively after this battle.
During this process, the Divine Doctor Fu Zhifeng from the Medicine King Pavilion never intervened, but he stood by my side, ensuring that I was not threatened by anyone.
It was only natural to think this way, as we had not informed him of the situation, and since we were not in any life-threatening danger, there was no reason for him to get involved in this chaotic battle as a third-party force. In fact, by protecting me during the crisis, he had already done a great favor for Nie Qiuyuan and the others.
The camp was in chaos, and for some reason, my heart felt equally tumultuous. Watching people support each other with their weary bodies, distributing medicine and healing one another from poison, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was off.
Mirror Gate seemed to be taking things seriously; after all, the strongest Ren Pingsheng was clearly present but did not appear on the battlefield. Moreover, Zhuque had fled. They didn't seem to be taking it seriously yet had sacrificed over a hundred lives here—what were they really after?
If their intention was merely to bring these hundred or so people along with a cloud of poisonous mist, then it should have been expected that they would suffer losses here. Ren Pingsheng and the others should have been aware of this too. So now, had they achieved their goal?
Could it be that their aim was to incapacitate Snowfall Villa?
However, Snowfall Villa had not yet suffered half its casualties, and the poison was not difficult to cure. With just one or two more doses of medicine, these skilled fighters could use their internal energy to heal themselves and regain their combat effectiveness. Were they simply after that brief moment of time? Did that mean things were already urgent?
But what exactly were they doing?
At that moment, Luo Dachun and Nie Qiuyuan hurried over. The first thing Qiu asked me was, "Are you okay? Did you get hurt?"
I shook my head. I knew he must have some understanding of the situation; otherwise, he wouldn't have felt secure fighting so far away from me. So Qiu then bowed deeply and expressed his gratitude to Dr. Fu beside me.
Fu Zhifeng stepped forward to support him. Then I heard Luo Dachun say, "I need to check on my brother's situation; I don't know if the poisonous mist reached the main tent at the back."
His voice carried concern but not excessive worry. I thought that perhaps Bai Yu, who was responsible for guarding his brother, was a very strong individual; even if the poisonous mist had invaded, he would have ways to deal with it without too much concern.
Fu Zhifeng said, "I've almost figured out that poison from earlier; I'll go take a look as well. If anyone else is poisoned, I have medicine on hand that can help."
We hurried to the large tent where Brother Sikong Han was recovering. As we approached the tent, we felt a sense of relief because there were no signs of the poisonous mist invading this area, and the wind was not blowing in our direction today.
Upon lifting the tent flap and stepping inside, our footsteps froze in place. The scene within the tent left us utterly shocked.
Brother Han had been sleeping on pure white bedding, but now it was stained a deep purple-black with blood. This was clearly not normal blood; it was poisoned blood. Sikong Han lay with his eyes tightly shut, his face and neck smeared with blood, and dark blood still oozing from his mouth. I glanced at him, and my heart sank because I could no longer sense any signs of life from him.
Bai Yu knelt on the ground, holding a single knife, pressing down on one of Sikong Han's arms.
Luo Dachun's face was filled with shock as he stared blankly at Bai Yu and asked, "What... are you doing?"
Bai Yu suddenly stood up, his face contorted with rage. He turned and pointed the hand that wasn't holding the knife directly at me, shouting with hatred in his voice, "You!"
But he didn't continue shouting; his body suddenly froze. His eyes widened, veins bulging on his forehead. After a few seconds of stillness, he abruptly raised the knife and plunged it into his own chest with lightning speed.
We all jumped in shock. Nie Qiuyuan rushed forward to support Bai Yu's collapsing body, but it was clear to anyone watching that this strike had pierced his heart; he was beyond saving.
Luo Dachun shouted urgently, "Bai Yu! Bai Yu! What’s happening?"
But Bai Yu coughed up a large amount of blood, making only choking sounds without any words. Within ten seconds, he leaned against Nie Qiuyuan and tilted his head to one side, lifeless.
We all stood frozen in place. Only Fu Zhifeng, standing behind me, remained calm and collected. He stepped forward quickly, took Bai Yu from Nie Qiuyuan's arms, laid him on the ground, and placed a finger on his neck to check for a pulse. After a brief moment, he released his hand. Then he took hold of Sikong Han's arm, carefully checking for a pulse before lifting his eyelid to look inside. Soon after, Fu Zhifeng stood up and gently shook his head.
Luo Dachun swayed slightly as Nie Qiuyuan reached out to steady him with an arm around his body. Although we had all mentally prepared for the possibility that Brother Han might not survive, the emotional impact of this reality was still overwhelming.
Even I couldn't help but shed tears when I thought of Sikong Han's gentle smile as he called me "sister-in-law," remembering how he had sent people to protect me while witnessing him suffer in pain from poisoned blood as he slipped away.
After two minutes, Luo Dachun took a deep breath, struggling to suppress the chaos of emotions swirling in his mind. In a hoarse voice, he asked, "Divine Doctor, can you determine the cause of death?"
Fu Zhifeng replied, "It seems to be poisoning. Someone has administered another dose of poison into his body, triggering the original toxin, which led to his untimely demise."
Luo Dachun pointed at Bai Yu's lifeless body on the ground, trembling as he asked, "What about him? Was he also poisoned?"
Fu Zhifeng shook his head. "This one shows no signs of poisoning."
A heavy silence fell over everyone. Could it be that there was a traitor within Snowfall Villa?
Luo Dachun had once told me that Snowfall Villa, as a descendant of the Pure Fox Clan, had guarded this world for generations, preventing the Disaster Gate from opening among mortals. Perhaps due to their bloodline, the Pure Fox Clan had rarely seen traitors since ancient times. Regardless of their differing personalities or the dark methods they employed to protect the world, betrayal against their own kind was almost unheard of.
Even though Luo Dachun had once left the villa, it was not true betrayal. Even in such circumstances, if the villa needed him to sacrifice himself, he would do so without hesitation.
However, if Bai Yu was not responsible for what happened to my brother, then why was he found with a knife beside my brother's bed? And why did he stab himself after we entered?
Moreover, after careful consideration, we confirmed that during the earlier battle, no one had come this way nor entered the tent. Given my brother's condition, we were particularly vigilant in this area; if someone had approached, we would have known.
Yet there were many puzzling aspects to this situation that could not be easily explained.
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