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Chapter 141 Living Through Another Rainy Season

Hearing that familiar voice, Sang Jie trembled and her fingertips clenched involuntarily.

Her memory seemed to return to the Cangshan tribe during the torrential rain.

Holding the newborn cub in one arm and drawing an arrow with the other, Fu Ying watched as the giant lizard warriors fell one after another, utterly powerless to resist, amidst the whistling sound of the arrow piercing the air.

Her face turned deathly pale instantly, and she wanted to retreat immediately, but Fuying's gaze was like an arrow, piercing through the chaotic crowd and pinning her throat precisely.

Sang Jie was stiff all over and dared not move.

Yu Yu suddenly turned her head and stared at Fu Ying. After Sang Jie returned that day, she told her in a trembling voice that the woman in front of her was the female who had formed a pact with the fallen beastman!
As soon as she turned her head, Yu Yu's gaze froze.

Two exceptionally handsome males stood beside the female.

On the left, one had cascading purple hair, her eyes filled with coldness and deathly stillness; on the right, the other was aloof and clean, her gray-brown eyes seemingly unable to hold anything, except when she looked at the person beside her, her gaze was as gentle as a spring breeze.

Both males were extremely handsome, each with their own unique features, and were in no way inferior to that insectoid orc!
The snipe's fingernails dug deeply into her palm, and a sweet, metallic taste of jealousy suddenly welled up in her throat. She was the leader of the Painted Snipe tribe, yet the males around her were not as good as this female. Why?
"And who are you?" The old bear chieftain on the altar spoke first.

His cloudy eyes stared intently at Fu Ying, his thick tongue licking his yellowed fangs: "This little female is quite beautiful. How about you join us? Heh, sure! But I can't give you this wandering orc."

As he spoke, he excitedly rubbed his fan-like hands together, grinned, revealing a set of yellow teeth, and his eyes were full of greed: "I've formed a bond with you, but we can also get closer, right?"

Before he finished speaking, a subtle fragrance wafted around him, and his purple hair moved without wind.

"Clang-"

With a loud bang, a vine as thick as a bowl suddenly tore open from the altar, like a sharp blade, and pierced directly through the old bear chief's crotch!

"Roar--"

The old bear leader was a veteran of countless battles. With a furious roar, he suddenly transformed into his beast form!

The massive brown bear's body rose up like a mountain, directly crushing the altar. Its brown fur bristled as it gripped the vines tightly with its paws, its thick arms even bulging with veins. But the vines were exceptionally tough, tightening their grip even more, with serrated edges digging deep into its flesh, and a strange sucking sound could be clearly heard.

Ni gently lifted his eyelids, and the coldness in his purple eyes seemed to materialize.

"Crack!"

The vines suddenly tightened, and the old bear leader's arm instantly burst open, blood snaking down.

He reached out and put his arm around the armrest's shoulder, shutting out the fishy smell that drifted in with the wind.

He looked down at Fuying, his fingertips gently stroking her long eyelashes, a smile curving his lips: "It's a pity, our Yingying can't stand the smell of blood these days... For now, I'll let you go."

As soon as he finished speaking, the vines, carrying the force of thunder, pierced through the crotch of the old bear leader!

With a muffled "thud," the vines lifted the massive brown bear's body into the air!
The old bear chieftain's eyes bulged out, and he let out a miserable, painful howl, silencing the entire tribal trade fair.

Yu Yu's face was ashen, his whole body trembling violently as he stared at Ni, his gaze fixed on the dazzling markings on Ni's forehead. Even his teeth were chattering as he stammered, "Nine...Nine Star Mark..."

The last few words were squeezed out through clenched teeth.

The Nine-Star Realm represents the pinnacle of orc strength, and the Northern Mountain hasn't produced a Nine-Star Patterned orc for many years.

This time, when they joined forces to hunt down the Fallen Orcs, their strongest member was only an eight-star patterned orc, and he was quite old, his beast body aged and his patterns faded. If they really fought, he probably couldn't even defeat a seven-star patterned old bear in his prime! One witch was bad enough, but now a nine-star patterned orc has appeared!

Moreover... When Yu Yu turned his gaze to Qing Lan, he trembled all over. The seven-star pattern on his forehead also shone brightly, carrying a piercing sharpness!
A huge commotion suddenly erupted in the crowd, and the sound of discussion spread like a tidal wave.

They pushed and shoved forward desperately, just wanting to see the orc with the nine-star pattern for themselves.

"Nine-Star Pattern! It really is the Nine-Star Pattern!" A young wolf-beastman was extremely excited, his voice trembling, and the tips of his ears bulged out.

"Make way! Make way so I can see too!" The orcs behind him shoved him roughly, also vying to see.

The beastmen witnessed the Nine-Star Extreme Realm firsthand, their eyes gleaming with fervent light.

Some of the older orcs even knelt on the ground, tears streaming down their cloudy faces. This was the Nine-Star Extreme Realm, the pinnacle realm that orcs pursued their entire lives!

The snipe standing in front was pushed so hard it staggered a few steps, and it was quite angry.

"It's noisy."

Ni's brows furrowed, and he frowned impatiently. He suddenly turned his head and swept his gaze across the crowd. His pair of eerie purple eyes were like sharp blades, and a violent killing intent surged deep within them.

His gaze was not that of a fellow orc, but that of a apex predator eyeing its prey.

In an instant, the restless herd of beasts fell silent as if doused with cold water.

Fu Ying leaned on Ni's shoulder, glancing lightly at Yu Li before sweeping her gaze over Sang Jie and finally landing on Wu: "By the way, what were you two trying to say? Why don't you say it in front of me?"

Yu Yu glanced at her, her nails digging into her palms, her eyes surging with hatred.

Yes, the beastman in front of us is indeed a nine-star patterned beastman, the ultimate beastman realm, but so what?
When their major tribes mobilized all their forces and joined together, even the Nine-Star Patterned Beastmen couldn't gain the upper hand!

Thinking of this, the snipe suddenly let out a sharp screech.

Suddenly! Countless pairs of beastly eyes lit up from the dense vegetation, and in an instant, the entire tribal trade fair was surrounded by the tribe's elite warriors! Poisoned bone arrows gleamed eerily!
The snipe quickly retreated, staring coldly at the pillar.

She licked her lips, her warbling voice hoarse with excitement: "The elite warriors of our eighteen tribes in the Northern Mountains have all gathered here. So what if they are at the Nine-Star Extreme Realm?"

"Seize this female! That fallen orc will naturally walk right into our trap!"

A crazed glint flashed in the sandpiper's eyes, and its shrill cry pierced the clamor!
As soon as she finished speaking, the orc warriors swarmed forward like locusts. Their claws and bone knives gleamed coldly in the morning light, and their ferocious faces approached from all directions, all with the aim of capturing Fuying!

A hint of danger flashed in Qinglan's gray-brown eyes as she shielded Fuying behind her.

Ni casually raised his hand, and vines burst forth from the ground, instantly blocking the surging orcs!
A cold, indifferent smile curled at the corners of Fu Ying's lips, and a small arrow, about an inch long, materialized from her slender fingertips.

The arrow pierced the air, its target not a group of orc warriors charging at them, but rather Sang Jie, who was hiding in the distance.

"puff--"

Sang Jie turned her head in panic, but the arrow seemed to have eyes, piercing her throat bone and drawing a string of blood beads. Even the shards of light that flew out pierced through several orc warriors who rushed at her.

"Living one more rainy season should be enough, right?"

(End of this chapter)