Although the Miasma Forest on Goddess Mountain looked frightening, it was not particularly large. The two of them walked out of it after more than half a day.
Along the way, Yun Huanling told her everything he had read in the Library Pavilion about the incidents on Goddess Mountain.
Su Jiu was inwardly startled. So the curse had already existed ten thousand years ago?
Mo Qi had never imagined that those three members of the collateral branch would attack her.
Now she lay on the verge of death in a cave somewhere, her clothes stained with half-dried blood. She shifted her body with difficulty, making a faint sound that alerted another figure outside.
That figure was not particularly tall or imposing, and even looked somewhat frail, yet the sight of him gave Mo Qi an unexpected sense of reassurance.
As he approached Mo Qi, the light was behind him, but she could still make out his tattered clothes. His condition, however, looked much better than hers.
He held a large bundle of medicinal herbs, evidently having just returned from gathering them in the forest. Seeing that Mo Qi seemed to be trying to move, he quickly set the herbs on the ground and stepped forward to support her arm, helping her settle into a reasonably comfortable position.
"Why did you try to move on your own? What if you hurt yourself again?" A trace of concern colored his tone. His voice was clear and gentle, like a stream flowing slowly through Mo Qi's heart.
Then, as though something had occurred to him, he smiled in relief. "Fortunately, strange as this mountain is, there are plenty of medicinal herbs here."
He gathered a few twigs and formed a hand seal, and flames sprang up among them.
He built a simple stand,