A man in the Qin Dynasty changed the world by collecting entries.

Unlike Xue'er, Ningyan and Jimo Huaxue were not very interested in the Wisdom Fruit, but they were very interested in the Sweet Flower.

When Bai Yuan said that this flower was very sweet, the two of them were actually a little incredulous.

Bai Yuan himself wasn't sure exactly how sweet the system meant by "extremely sweet," so he wanted to give it a try.

He plucked a petal, hesitated for a moment, and carefully divided it into three.

The three of them carefully put it in their mouths.

"Water~"

The three men's expressions immediately changed, and they quickly ran to find water.

Bai Yuan didn't know how much water he drank before he finally recovered.

The sweetness of that tiny petal far exceeded their expectations; they were almost overwhelmed by the sweetness and lost their sense of taste.

Although the feeling of trying something sweet on one's own body wasn't pleasant, Bai Yuan was still quite happy.

"If we use sweet blossoms to extract sugar, we should be able to produce sugar of extremely high quality!"

Upon hearing Bai Yuan's words, Ningyan and the other woman's eyes lit up.

"It might work. These flowers are so sweet, the sugar extracted from them must be pretty good too!"

"Then let's put these flowers away first, and try them out when we get back to the Taoist temple."

The three of them placed the two sweet flowers inside the house, intending to take them back to the Taoist temple together.

Winter passes and spring comes.

Time quickly came for Bai Yuan and his group to set off back to their Daoist home.

Looking at Ningyan and Jimo Huaxue following him, as well as the excited cat Xue'er, Bai Yuan could almost imagine the wonderful expression on Chisongzi's face when he saw them.

The Taoists sent him alone to Sanghai, but he brought his entire family back with him.

The only pity is that the four seabirds that Xue'er subdued will definitely not be able to go back with them due to the climate, so they can only be returned to their freedom.

After packing their things, Bai Yuan and the others boarded the carriage and headed towards the city gate.

He did not specifically notify anyone else before leaving, but he still encountered Han Fei and Li Si who came to see them off when he was near the city gate.

"Uncle-Master, we are here on behalf of the Sect Leader to see you off. After this parting, we don't know when we will meet again. Please take care on your journey!"

Han Fei spoke sincerely, but his eyes held a complex expression.

Bai Yuan nodded slightly and looked at the two of them.

"Yes, when you go back, please say goodbye to Senior Brother Xun Kuang and the others for me. As the saying goes, we will meet again someday."

It's easy to tell from his magnanimous demeanor that he didn't feel any reluctance at all.

Han Fei and Li Si both bowed.

The two watched the carriage drive away into the distance, standing there for a long time until it was completely out of sight before they returned.

They weren't the only ones concerned about Bai Yuan and the others' departure.

On a high pavilion, Xuan Jian and Wei Qianqian held their child and watched their carriage depart from afar.

Xuan Jian tightened his grip on the white sword, embraced Wei Qianqian, and sighed softly. They both felt...

Xie kept his words to himself.

Besides these friends who were concerned, other forces in Sanghai were also paying more or less attention to Bai Yuan's movements.

News of Bai Yuan's departure from Qi gradually spread.

After leaving Sanghai, Bai Yuan and his companions traveled westward for several days before leaving the territory of Qi and entering the territory of Wei.

Once they left the State of Qi, they could sense that something was different.

Most of the pedestrians on the road looked pale and thin, and the people I encountered had even fewer smiles on their faces.

“Unlike Qi, which has been stable for so many years, other countries are at war almost every year, and the people are not doing well.”

Sitting in the carriage, Bai Yuan told Ji Mo Huaxue about some things she would inevitably encounter in the future.

Since her birth, she has never left the State of Qi. The State of Qi, which she grew up in, has never experienced war. Therefore, for her, war only exists in rumors and is just a topic of conversation among the people on the streets.

Only after leaving Qi and coming to other countries did she realize that not all places were as peaceful as Qi.

Listening to Bai Yuan's words and seeing what she had witnessed, Ji Mo Huaxue couldn't help but feel a sense of awe.

Qi is still the best!

Seemingly sensing her thoughts, Bai Yuan couldn't help but smile.

"Don't you think it's better to stay in Qi, considering all these factors?"

Bai Yuan saw through her thoughts, and Ji Mo Huaxue blushed. She hugged his arm and said coquettishly, "As long as I can be by your side, I don't care where I am!"

"You!"

Bai Yuan chuckled after hearing this, and patted her little head. He really couldn't do anything about her.

Although the State of Qi was stable, it ultimately perished because of this stability.

To live in comfort without considering danger is to invite self-destruction.

In such a world of great strife, with frequent wars between nations, the strong would become strong, and the weak would perish. It was virtually impossible for a great power to remain unscathed.

The State of Qi appears to be stable, but this is a situation that the State of Qin has been trying to create. This so-called stability is actually very fragile and will eventually crumble.

However, Bai Yuan did not tell Ningyan and the others about these things.

Rather than discussing the important matters between these feudal lords, he would rather tell Ji Mo Hua Xue and the others some interesting little stories.

This way, he could occasionally make the beauty in his arms smile.

A small carriage seemed to isolate the world from its surroundings; laughter and chatter filled the carriage, while outside lay a desolate and lonely landscape.

After a day's journey, with the sun about to set, Bai Yuan and the others decided to find a place to stay.

Just then, they saw wisps of smoke rising in the distance, indicating what seemed to be a small village.

Everyone was overjoyed; it seemed they wouldn't have to camp outdoors tonight.

But as they got closer, they gradually realized that something was wrong. The so-called "smoke" was too thick, and they could faintly see the flames.

"Wait! That's not smoke! The village is on fire!"

Seeing the thick black smoke, Bai Yuan told the driver to stop.

At this moment, he noticed that the peach blossom sword he had placed aside suddenly began to tremble for some reason, as if it was sending him some kind of signal.

Ningyan and Jimo Huaxue also noticed this anomaly.

"How is this going?"

"I don't know either. This is the first time I've encountered a Peach Blossom Sword that has produced such a reaction."

Bai Yuan gripped his sword, looked up at the village ablaze in the distance, and suddenly a thought flashed through his mind.

"Could this be... bad! I have to get there as soon as possible!" Bai Yuan looked at Ningyan and the other two. "There's no time to explain anymore. I'll head over first, you two catch up quickly!"

After saying that, he drew his sword, used his lightness skill to leap out of the carriage, and quickly sped towards the village.

Ningyan and Jimo Huaxue exchanged a glance. Although they didn't know what had happened, they knew that Bai Yuan wouldn't be in such a hurry for no reason.

So the two instructed the driver, "Hurry up and follow them!"

Upon hearing this, the coachman reacted quickly, cracking his whip and urging the horse and carriage to follow behind Bai Yuan.

Chapter 98 The feeling of borrowing the tiger's power is not bad.

Firelight was everywhere in the village.

The cause of all this was none other than a group of Wei soldiers who were arresting the villagers without any reason.

At this moment, a man dressed in a roguish style was trying his best to deal with the group of Wei soldiers. With his superb lightness skills, he was managing to outmaneuver them.

This man was Dao Zhi, the leader of the Mohist school. Logically speaking, with his skill in lightness and agility, it wouldn't be difficult for him to escape, but this time he couldn't.

Because these soldiers were coming for him.

Now, it is precisely because of him that Mr. Nian Duan, who is on good terms with the Six-Fingered Giant, has been captured by this group of people, so he can no longer leave and must at least hold out until rescue arrives.

Having narrowly escaped a stabbing attack, Dao Zhi flipped over and landed on the roof of a house, clutching his chest as if in some discomfort.

You could vaguely see blood spreading beneath his clothes.

He was clearly injured before and hadn't recovered yet; his wounds had reopened as he had just used his internal energy to fight these people.

Dao Zhi, panting heavily, looked around as he pondered a solution.

At this moment, he saw a group of Wei soldiers escorting two people to the front.

"Mr. Nianduan!"

Dao Zhi gritted his teeth, secretly regretting his carelessness.

If it weren't for treating his injuries, Mr. Nian Duan and the others wouldn't have gotten involved.

Seeing his expression, the soldier commander revealed a smug look.

"You are indeed fast, but can you be faster than my sword? If you don't surrender, these two will die because of you!"

He pointed his sword at Nian Duan and Duanmu Rong, who was trembling in her arms.

Nian Duan gently patted Duanmu Rong's back to comfort her, while secretly holding two silver needles in her hand, ready to strike at any moment.

Although she was only a disciple of a physician, her martial arts skills were not weak.

Traveling the world to help and save lives, how could they guarantee their safety without some martial arts skills?

However, she studied medicine to save people, so she rarely used silver needles to hurt people, which went against her original intention of studying medicine.

Nowadays, unless it's a truly urgent situation, she's unwilling to hurt people with needles.

Moreover, there are hundreds of Wei soldiers here at the moment, and she cannot guarantee that she can retreat safely after making her move.

Threatened by him, Dao Zhi pondered a countermeasure, trying to buy time.

At this moment, Duanmu Rong, who was still a little scared in Nian Duan's arms, suddenly stopped trembling and took out a small peach wood sword that she always wore close to her body.