After her grandfather's death, Bai Hanyun was disowned by her parents and cast out of the Bai family. With nowhere else to go, she left the city and returned to the countryside. There, by a twist of fate, she discovered an antique mirror hidden in the basement of her newly purchased home. From that moment on, strange events began to unfold—until one day, she stumbled upon a prayer from a young general.

Feng Xiyan, besieged by the Yuezhi Tribe and betrayed by the imperial court, had been driven into a desperate corner. With no access to water, food, or medicine, he and the citizens of Xiqiang City could do nothing but await death. But just as all hope seemed lost, Heaven intervened. From that moment on, the Feng Army and the people of Xiqiang City had enough food and water, living lives more prosperous than even the Emperor himself.

Feng Shi looked at Feng Er and said, "Wait. Second Brother, let me check it first."


Feng Er thought for a moment, then nodded.


With his permission, Feng Shi pulled a silver needle from his needle pouch and dipped it into the antidote. A few seconds later, he saw the needle remain unchanged.


'It did not turn black.' Feng Shi thought as hope ignited in his heart.


Without speaking, he dipped the needle into the basin of blood water on the bedside table. When the blackened blood water slowly began turning red, Feng Shi's eyes lit up.


"Second Brother, this antidote should be able to cleanse the poison," he said excitedly.


Hearing this, Feng Er didn't hesitate. Pinching Feng Si's cheek, he poured the antidote into his mouth. Seeing that he couldn't swallow, Feng Er tapped his throat a few times.


Hearing the swallowing sound, Feng Er let out a relieved breath. "Eighth Brother, you can put Fourth Brother down now."


Chapter 461 - Death Soldiers