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Chapter 149 Just because others can't do it doesn't mean I can't.

She curled her lips into a smile, her red veil billowing in the sea breeze.

Fu Ying caught up with the two, her footsteps echoing through the soft lapping waves. Xing Yao's expression changed: "You..."

Jingxiang's eyes widened, and her previously listless ear fins suddenly stood up, even twitching slightly with excitement. She stared at Fuying in disbelief, her voice trembling: "You...you're still alive!"

Fu Ying smiled slightly, a faint light shimmering in her eyes, and said in a cool voice, "I don't take them seriously, you don't need to worry too much."

Upon hearing this, Jingxiang seemed to explode with anger: "Who's worried about you!"

Fu Ying didn't seem to care about her arrogance. Suddenly, she turned her head, her long hair brushing against her shoulder, and looked directly at Xing Yao: "And you? Have you made up your mind?"

Xingyao's knuckles suddenly tightened, gripping Jingxiang's hand so tightly it hurt.

His brow was furrowed deeply, his jawline was taut and sharp, and his expression was full of complexity.

He had thought that Fu Ying would not be able to leave that dangerous mountain forest alive, and that he didn't even need to think of an excuse to refuse. But she came back alive, and even unharmed, with only a trace of blood on her cheek. This realization made him gasp for breath. Did this mean that she really had that ability?

The sea breeze carried a salty, fishy smell, making his Adam's apple bob, yet he still didn't know whether he should agree or not.

Jingxiang's ear fins trembled with anxiety. Seeing that Xingyao remained silent, she became anxious and couldn't help but take a step forward.

“Fuying, you are renowned, and you are a priestess blessed by the Beast God with powerful abilities.” Jingxiang’s voice tightened: “Xingyao dares not agree because he is afraid that you will harm his people and Danyue!”

Fu Ying blinked gently, composed herself, and looked at the two of them, the beast spirit flower on her forehead shimmering with a faint light.

Her voice was filled with spiritual energy: "I swear in the name of the Beast God that if I harm the Merfolk in the slightest, or force Dan Yue to do something against her own will, may my witch bloodline wither and I lose my witch power forever."

The moment the vow was made, a heavy rumble of thunder exploded in the sky.

Jingxiang looked up in fright at the sky flashing with silver lightning, her eyes filled with terror.

Xingyao's pupils contracted slightly, and complex emotions surged in his deep, ocean-like eyes.

He stared at the beast spirit flower on Fuying's forehead and suddenly realized that he couldn't quite understand the female in front of him.

"Since you were able to make the Beast God's oath for Dan Yue..." Xing Yao's throat tightened, his voice suppressing a dark undercurrent: "Then why did you do such a cruel, tyrannical, and heinous thing back then?"

The sea breeze tousled Fuying's hair, obscuring the gloomy look in her eyes.

She lowered her eyes and said softly, "Many things are not what I truly felt, and I can't explain them."

"Don't worry, I only want to reshape the star pattern for Dan Yue, so that he can return to the deep sea and to his tribe. I won't do anything else."

Jingxiang's taut ear fins slowly relaxed, and she turned to look at Xingyao, tugging at his hand.

Xingyao looked up at Fuying, his eyes flickering slightly.

She stood on the beach, under the night sky, her expression earnest and utterly sincere.

"it is good!"

Xingyao finally nodded. Rescuing Danyue was the wish of the entire Merfolk tribe.

For a priestess to swear an oath to the Beast God is an act of profound sincerity.

He was willing to trust her this once, for the sake of Dan Yue.

Xingyao slowly raised his arm, placing it horizontally in front of his chest, making the most solemn gesture. Sharp, dark blue scales appeared on his arm, flashing a cold light in the seawater.

He lowered his eyes slightly, his voice low and solemn: "As long as you can save Dan Yue, let him return to the deep sea, and see his people again, and let past grievances turn into bubbles, I am willing to consider you a friend."

As he finished speaking, he lightly traced a line with his fingertip, and a drop of blood seeped into the seawater, spreading a faint red hue. Jingxiang nodded repeatedly, hurriedly saying, "Me too!"

Fuying nodded, her gaze fixed on the deep, dark sea. The water was as cold as ink under the night sky, with silent currents that looked terrifying. She raised her fingertips slightly, and a fluorescent light flickered as she said softly, "Let's go."

Jingxiang blinked, her round pupils filled with confusion: "Go? Where to?"

Fu Ying tilted her head slightly, her hair falling down, looking even more puzzled than Jing Xiang: "Naturally, we're going to the Merfolk."

Her tone was very calm, as if she were talking about something completely ordinary.

Jingxiang's eyes widened suddenly, she gasped, pointed to the deep sea, then to Fuying: "You? Go into the sea? Are you kidding me? You're a land beastman! No gills, no fins, going into the sea??"

She gestured exaggeratedly, grabbing her own neck with both hands and making a face with her eyes rolled back and tongue sticking out.

Jingxiang looked at Fuying with suspicion and worry in her eyes. Had her head been damaged by those orcs?
Xingyao frowned slightly and looked at Fuying, saying, "It's too late today. We still need to go back to the Qijing tribe. We'll bring you to see you again tomorrow. You can stay on the shore for tonight."

As for her mention of going to the Merfolk territory, he didn't even want to pay attention to it.

A fox-clan beastman, daring to venture into the deep sea? He's only courting death.

Fu Ying looked at the two of them with a calm gaze and said, "Land beastmen can't go to sea, but that doesn't mean I can't. Dan Yue's matter is urgent, and I need to go find her myself to show my sincerity."

Whale Fragrance: "..."

Xingyao: "..."

After a long pause, Xingyao frowned and asked, "Are you serious?"

Without uttering a word, Fu Ying walked straight towards the sea. The icy, bone-chilling water gradually washed over her collarbone, soon engulfing her completely. Her long, cascading hair spread out in the seawater, intertwining with the shimmering waves.

Jingxiang's pupils suddenly contracted, and she gasped.

Worried about Fuying, she jumped into the deep sea without hesitation. Her slender body shimmered like pearls the moment it entered the water, and fine scales emerged from her skin, while her ear fins swayed.

However, she did not transform into beast form and remained in human form.

Like land females, females in the ocean cannot freely switch between animal and human forms after reaching adulthood.

However, marine females retain some animalistic features in their humanoid bodies, enough to allow them to coexist with the ocean even in human form.

Xingyao followed closely behind and leaped into the sea.

The moment his body was completely submerged in the water, his dark blue fish tail suddenly appeared below his waist and abdomen!

He suddenly swung his tail, his scales gleaming coldly in the seawater. His massive tail fin slapped the surface of the sea, stirring up a wave of silvery white foam. Using this force, he swam quickly toward Whale Fragrance!

After catching up with her, his lean and strong arms wrapped around her slender waist.

Jingxiang showed no reaction, her gaze fixed on one direction.

Xingyao paused slightly, followed her gaze.

In the deep sea, the moonlight was shattered, and the refracted light turned into a silvery glow in the sea.

In this hazy glow, the figure of the hibiscus was tinged with a rosy hue.

Her fair and slender legs shone with a lustrous sheen, gradually enveloped by a layer of flowing crimson mist. In an instant, fine crimson scales appeared on her fair skin, shimmering and sparkling in the shimmering light!

As the light mist floated, the scarlet scales, as thin as cicada wings, unfurled from both sides.

Fuying gently spun around, and from her slender waist, her entire fishtail took shape. It was a beautiful crimson color, and when it swayed, it rippled lightly. Her figure was incredibly agile, even more elegant than a real mermaid!
(End of this chapter)