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Chapter 145 Once a decision is made, it will never change.

Fu Ying slowly raised her eyes, her narrow, fox-like eyes calm as a deep pool.

Her pale lips curved into a very faint smile, and she nodded calmly: "Yes, I have a fallen orc husband, but it's not his fault that he became a fallen orc, and I won't let him suffer for it."

Jingxiang nodded emphatically, her eyes gleaming with a complex mix of emotions.

She hesitated for a moment, then suddenly raised her hand and pressed it firmly on Fuying's shoulder, her fingertips trembling, but her voice was very serious: "I support you! From today onwards, you are my friend!"

Females are born weak and, except for a few priestesses favored by the Beast God, have almost no ability to protect themselves.

The tribal precepts passed down through generations are etched into their very bones: the females' mission is to propagate the tribe, and the beastmen's destiny is to protect them with their flesh and blood. But the flower before them has torn this iron apart.

She single-handedly fought against more than a dozen tribes and protected the beastmen's husbands who had fallen into the orcish ways; she was truly remarkable.

Fuying's eyelashes trembled slightly as she tilted her head to gaze at Jingxiang: "Friend?"

“Yes!” Jingxiang nodded emphatically, straightening her back abruptly.

Her ears turned into fins from excitement, fluttering slightly and gleaming in the sunlight.

Jingxiang grabbed Fuying's arm: "We beastmen of the Great Fish Clan keep our word. Once we've made up our minds, it's for life!" Her eyes sparkled with excitement as she exclaimed, "Huahua, how about this? Take your beastman to live on an island! No land-dwelling beastmen can go there! I can take you there!"

Looking into Jingxiang's sparkling eyes, Fuying's pale lips pursed slightly, her icy fingers tightened slightly, and her voice was as soft as the sea breeze: "Thank you, Jingxiang, I..."

Before she could finish speaking, Xingyao's voice suddenly rang out: "Xiangxiang! We should go back!"

Upon hearing this, Jingxiang's face showed reluctance, and she held onto the armrest, unwilling to let go.

This was a friend she had just made. The deep sea and the land were far apart, and this separation would coincide with the full moon and the tides, followed by the cold season. They wouldn't be able to see each other for a very, very long time.

Thinking about it this way, the whale's ear fins drooped sadly.

Seeing that Jingxiang was in a bad mood, Xingyao's eyes flashed with worry.

He strode forward and, with a firm yet gentle touch, pulled Jingxiang back to his side.

Xingyao didn't even glance at Fuying, standing between her and Jingxiang. His cold, stern brows were lowered, but his voice was gentle and warm: "Beishan is no longer safe. Moreover, the rainy season on land has just ended, and the smell of blood is too strong, attracting too many wild beasts to come out to hunt. We must leave as soon as possible."

As he spoke, dark blue scales on his neck were faintly visible, as if coated with a layer of light.

This is the instinctive reaction of deep-sea predators when they sense danger.

Fu Ying looked up, past Xing Yao's shoulder, at Jing Xiang, her fingertips weakly touching her bloodstained chest. Her charming voice was extremely soft at this moment: "Can... I go with you?"

They were originally there to rescue the ducks, but things didn't go as planned.

Since fate has opened up a new path, let's go with the flow and switch to another mission line.

Dan Yue was far away from her, and the inscription could barely detect even a trace of his presence.

Jingxiang's words gave her an idea. Perhaps, Danyue went to the island under the protection of his people. If that were the case, she would not have been able to find his trace on the beach on the night of the full moon and the tide.

There's a merfolk beastman right here; perhaps that's the key to finding Dan Yue.

Upon hearing this, Jingxiang's eyes lit up, and she was about to speak when Xingyao frowned and said coldly, "We want to go back to the deep sea. You are a fox clan member, a land beastman. Why are you coming with us?"

"Instead of wasting your time here, go find your snow leopard husband."

As he spoke, his pupils contracted to a thin line, revealing a hint of ferocity.

Jingxiang opened her eyes slightly, looking at Xingyao with some confusion.

In her memory, Xingyao had always been a gentle person, polite and courteous to everyone, but his tone at this moment was unusually cold and hard, even with a hint of rejection.

He doesn't seem to like flowers, why?
Xingyao noticed Jingxiang's gaze, and his knuckles tightened slightly. Yes, he truly disliked the female before him, this... vicious female who was a habitual liar.

During the tribal trade fair, he saw with his own eyes the markings on the neck of that nine-star extreme realm orc, which was a lifelike red fox. He had seen the exact same markings on the back of Dan Yue's neck.

She also mentioned Ru, who is... Dan Yue's younger sister.

All these coincidences, when intertwined, ultimately point to a hateful outcome.

The female in front of me is not some flower.

She is Fu Ying, Fu Ying of the Oasis Tribe, the most beautiful woman in the North Mountain, known for her ruthlessness and cunning. She used bewitching methods to deceive the young chieftain of their Mermaid Tribe!
The Merfolk rarely intermarry with other tribes. The tribe members maintain their bonds through songs, and the tribe lives in harmony. There are no leaders in the tribe, only a respected chieftain who governs the entire tribe.

But unfortunately——

The young chieftain of the Merfolk, who possessed exceptional talent, was bewitched and deceived by Fu Ying, a land-dwelling female. On the night of their vow of marriage, his Merfolk tail scales were brutally stripped off, and the mournful cries of his people still seemed to echo in his ears, piercing and heart-wrenching.

Xingyao's eyes darkened, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he forcefully suppressed the surging killing intent in his chest.

save her?

However, due to the Beast God Contract, Fu Ying's life is tied to Dan Yue's. If Fu Ying dies, Dan Yue will not survive either. Otherwise, he would make this wicked woman taste the pain of being skinned and having her heart ripped out!
Jingxiang blinked her watery eyes, and although she didn't understand, she still gently tugged at Xingyao's arm.

"Xingyao, I just became friends with Huahua, and now she's injured. How do I find her?"

"What if we run into that crazed nine-star orc again..."

At this point, Jingxiang shuddered and unconsciously moved closer to Xingyao. She whispered, "Why don't we go together first? It'll be a while before we get back anyway."

Jingxiang's voice was soft and sweet, with a hint of stubbornness, and her clear eyes were filled with worry.

Xingyao's aura grew increasingly cold and menacing.

“Starry Night…” Whale Fragrance pursed her lips: “Flower needs help right now…”

Fu Ying looked up at Jing Xiang, a young female sea creature, innocent and romantic, like the purest gift from the deep sea, just like Dan Yue back then, who still showed kindness even when she hated her the most.

"Xiangxiang, let's go, let's catch the evening tide."

His voice was hoarse, his breathing was heavy and labored, and he seemed extremely depressed.

In the end, he still refused.

Jingxiang had never seen such a star before and was somewhat frightened.

She turned to look at Fuying, her large, bright eyes filled with guilt. She fumbled in her silk pouch, pulling out a pink conch shell, her voice trembling, but she forced a smile: "Huahua..."

“We have to go now. Here, this is for you!” Jingxiang placed the pink conch shell into Fuying’s palm.

"If you ever miss me in the future, go to the beach and blow this conch shell. I... I'm sure I'll hear you. No matter how far away I am, I'll come to find you!"

As she spoke the last few words, Jingxiang suddenly choked up, but stubbornly raised her face to look at her.

Fu Ying lowered her eyes and gazed at the pink conch in her hand, her fingertips gently stroking the spiral patterns on it.

She looked up and gazed into Jingxiang's reddened eyes. As they faced each other quietly, she said softly, "Jingxiang, my name is not Huahua. I am Fuying, Fuying of the Oasis Tribe, the Evil Female of the North Mountain."

Jingxiang's sad expression froze on her face. Her eyes widened suddenly, and her face lost color at a visible speed. Even her lips turned pale, and her fingers unconsciously tightened their grip on Xingyao's hand.

Xingyao froze, his back tensing. When he turned to look at Fuying, his gaze was like a sharp sword, his brows furrowed, and his eyes swirled with vigilance, surprise, and a hint of barely perceptible confusion.

Why did she suddenly tell the truth?

(End of this chapter)