Everyone at Chunyang Palace discovered that the Clear Void White Snake demon had started sleeping in again.
Having nearly died at Nanyuan Lake, she had gotten quite a few pills in return. They had no heaven-defying effects, merely abundant energy and rich nutrition. Every day, she ate and slept, completely forgetting that she was still a part-time village doctor. She did not even have time to visit the Barracks.
With dangers lurking everywhere and pressure bearing down on her, raising her cultivation had become the foremost priority. Eat, sleep—she carried the air of one who would hunt down and execute any cultivator who dared hinder a snake's cultivation, no matter how far away they were.
Until one day, another battle broke out and the wounded multiplied. Xu Yue dragged Bai Yujun out of her nest.
In naval battles, severely wounded men could scarcely survive. If they fell into the water with grave injuries and no strength left, it was hard for them to stay alive until rescue arrived. Besides, when ships from both sides clashed, there was nowhere to hide. Thus, most of the wounded in the Barracks had lighter injuries that only needed simple disinfection, stitching, and bandaging. If they encountered someone with severed blood vessels or injured internal organs, Bai Yujun could do nothing either.
The Barracks near the docks had become every soldier's hope of survival, and they fought more fiercely as a result. They knew that if they were wounded, they could receive treatment instead of being tossed aside to await death as before.
The lovely White-robed Fairy in the Barracks became the object of admiration for many soldiers.
The White-robed Fairy had saved many lives. Old Wang's son, Wang Erhu, had once had his belly slashed open, his intestines spilling out. Yet after being sent