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Chapter 12 was thoroughly fooled.
Fu Ying took a few steps and was about to leave Sang Jie's cave when his eyes narrowed.

She made a hand seal with her fingertips, and then disappeared into thin air.

The next moment, a person emerged from a dark corner.

Mo Yan looked at Sang Jie's cave, a sinister glint flashing in his narrow eyes. It seemed that it was not an illusion; someone really had been spying on him and Sang Jie.

This hillside village is quite interesting.

He gave a cold laugh, then turned and disappeared into the darkness.

Fu Ying was sitting comfortably on a mulberry tree at the entrance of Sangjie Cave, her long legs swinging leisurely in the air, just like willow branches swaying in the spring breeze.

A moment later, Mo Yan reappeared from the shadows and stood steadily under the tree.

His brows furrowed deeply, and his nostrils flared slightly, clearly indicating that he had caught a faint scent: "Strange, I clearly sensed the scent, but where is it hidden?"

He pondered to himself, his eyes scanning his surroundings warily.

Fuying looked down at the tall figure under the tree, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

She grabbed a handful of mulberry leaves and tossed them over Mo Yan's head.

Mulberry leaves fluttered down like green snowflakes, causing Mo Yan's eyes to sharpen instantly.

Suddenly, he turned around and transformed into a giant scarlet python!
The giant python's thick body, like a streak of crimson lightning, swiftly coiled around the mulberry tree, its scales shimmering eerily in the moonlight as it snaked along.

His upper body was arched high, his triangular head staring straight at where Fuying was. His snake eyes were full of fierce and ruthless energy, and his long snake tongue hissed out, almost touching Fuying's cheek.

At this critical moment, the aura that had alerted him vanished without a trace, like a dream.

Fu Ying looked at the ferocious crimson python in front of her and clicked her tongue softly.

Fortunately, she wasn't Xu Xian, otherwise she would have already been taken by the Black and White Impermanence.

Her eyes flickered slightly, a hint of mischievous interest shining through her dark pupils.

Almost as soon as the thought crossed his mind, Fuying's fingertips moved rapidly, casting a "bewitching spell".

In an instant, the spell transformed into a dazzling stream of light, carrying wisps of mysterious aura, like a sharp blade, directly piercing towards the mysterious six-pointed star pattern on the forehead of the crimson python.

"Hiss—" Mo Yan felt the intrusion of the curse power, and the scales all over his body rustled. He suddenly spat out his scarlet snake tongue, and his snake eyes rolled upwards instantly. The ferocity that was already permeating his body became even more intense.

Immediately afterwards, its thick body twisted suddenly, opened its blood-red maw, and a pungent, fishy stench instantly filled the air. A jet of air carrying deadly poison shot swiftly toward Fuying's location with sharp force, and the air in its path seemed to be scorched and twisted.

Fu Ying sensed the venomous aura rushing towards her, and her eyebrows instantly shot up.

Her figure was like a wisp of smoke, and in the blink of an eye, she gracefully drifted away from the mulberry tree.

After landing, Fuying did not rush to leave, but leisurely turned around and looked at the mulberry tree that the giant python was clinging to.

At this moment, the once vibrant mulberry tree is unrecognizable, its branches and trunks scorched black by the venom.

The branches, unable to bear the weight, fell one after another with a crackling sound, the snapping noises particularly jarring in the quiet night.

The once lush and beautiful green canopy is now mostly gone, with the broken branches and leaves trembling slightly in the night wind.

"Tsk, that's ruthless enough." Fu Ying narrowed her eyes slightly and made a feigned remark. Then, she turned and headed towards the Green Mountain Cave.

After this perilous test, Fu Ying realized that the "Bewitching Spell" was indeed useless against the six-star patterned beastman. This Mo Yan was even more difficult to deal with than she had imagined.

Mo Yan looked at the destroyed mulberry tree, his snake-like eyes filled with gnashing teeth.

If he still doesn't realize he's been played, he's truly as stupid as a pig.

As a proud six-star patterned beastman, he was always the one scheming against others, but today he was defeated by a "mysterious person". How could he swallow this insult?
Mo Yan's scales trembled and made a soft rubbing sound. His forked tongue flickered in and out as he searched the air for any lingering trace of that hateful figure.

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Fuying returned to the Green Mountain Cave quietly. Despite the night's journey, she wasn't too tired.

She casually sat down at the cave entrance, gently patting the dust off her clothes with her hands. Her movements were unhurried and leisurely, as if she wanted to shake off the thrilling experience she had just had.

She gazed calmly at the distant horizon, quietly awaiting the dawn.

However, before the sky was fully bright, a noisy commotion arose from the direction of the Sangjie Cave in the distance, instantly breaking the tranquility of the tribe. The sounds of shouting and footsteps could be faintly heard mixed in with the noise.

A glint flashed in Fu Ying's previously calm eyes, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, forming a playful arc as she gazed intently in the direction from which the sound came.

The lover ruined his own food supply. I wonder what Sang Jie would feel if she saw that scene?
Green Mountain, clearly startled by the commotion, hurriedly ran out of the cave, his clothes disheveled.

As soon as she emerged, she gazed into the direction of the Mulberry Cave, her hands clenching unconsciously, fine beads of sweat forming on her forehead. She asked urgently, "What happened? You were here last night..."

Although he didn't say it out loud, Green Mountain was already certain that Sang Jie's situation was definitely caused by Fu Ying.

Fu Ying stood up and patted Lu Shan on the shoulder: "It's nothing serious. But you should get ready, you might be moving today."

As she spoke, a hint of pity appeared on Fuying's face.

Sang Jie kept her around, clearly to appease Mo Yan's talk of offerings. If she was one, then Green Mountain, the female she originally intended to get rid of, was another.

"Move, move?" Green Mountain's face turned pale, his eyes filled with terror.

Just then, a sharp call to arms suddenly rang out from the tribe.

The sound pierced the sky like a thunderclap, echoing continuously through the silent mountains.

Green Mountain glanced at Fu Ying subconsciously, her eyes filled with unease. The impending changes filled her with fear and confusion.

Upon hearing the summons, the beastmen of Green Mountain emerged from the cave one after another with solemn expressions.

A shadow seemed to hang over each of their faces; their brows were furrowed, and their eyes revealed deep worry.

In a tribe, once all the orcs are summoned, it is either for an extremely important totem priesthood or for a major event that has occurred that could shake the entire tribe!
Fu Ying glanced at everyone, shrugged slightly, and said calmly, "What's meant to be will be. Let's go."

After saying that, she took the lead and walked towards the direction where the beastmen were gathered, her steps very steady.

Green Mountain watched Fu Ying's departing figure, bit his lip, and tightly gripped the arm of the beastman beside him, his fingertips turning blue from the force.

After hesitating for a moment, she took a deep breath and then hurriedly followed after the beastmen.

(End of this chapter)