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Chapter 155 I am the clan leader's elder sister

Before Fu Ying could utter a sound, Xing Yao had already flashed forward, standing between her and Shan Hai, as if preventing some dangerous bewitching influence from affecting his people.

Shan Hai was taken aback and looked at Xing Yao with a puzzled expression.

He didn't offer much explanation, but instead looked solemnly at the group of ill-intentioned members of the Giant Shark tribe.

They bared their gleaming white teeth, their eyes filled with threat.

Xingyao said in a deep voice, "What exactly does the Giant Shark Tribe want from us this time?"

Shan Hai's gaze suddenly darkened, and his expression became solemn. The scales behind his ears popped slightly with anger.

He gave Fuying a deep look before turning to Xingyao and saying, "It's you. They've got their eyes on you."

"They say deep-sea sandworms are coming, that our merfolk currently lack brave warriors and need protection, and that they want to form an alliance with us. But you've only just come of age! You vile, ugly, and despicable rat sharks!"

The last few words of Shan Hai were almost ground out from the depths of his throat. He swung his tail fiercely, shattering the coral beside him. A hint of anger flashed between his brows, as well as an unspeakable sense of loneliness and sorrow.

Xingyao's face was also filled with rage, his pupils contracting into thin slits: "You are about to succeed as the clan leader. The Giant Shark Tribe has its eye on her, isn't it because they want our entire Merfolk tribe? An alliance? That's just a nice way of putting it!"

His voice was like a sharp ice blade, and his muscles were tense, clearly indicating that he had murderous intent!
"Calm down! The Giant Shark Tribe has sent an eight-star warrior this time. We are no match for them!" Shan Hai grabbed Xing Yao's trembling shoulder, but the wound on his waist reopened due to the excessive movement.

Xingyao smelled the blood, his expression changed, and he looked down sharply, only to see the bloodstains spreading on Shanhai's waist.

Shan Hai quickly turned aside, avoiding his gaze, waved his hand, and gave a nonchalant smile: "It's nothing, just a minor scratch from a bayonet, nothing serious."

Fu Ying glanced at them briefly; it seemed that the Merfolk and the Giant Shark tribe had already clashed before their arrival.

Just as Xingyao and Shanhai were locked in a stalemate, a slender, pale hand suddenly reached out from the side: "Here."

Shan Hai was taken aback; he knew these words were directed at him.

He subconsciously turned to look at the unfamiliar scarlet-tailed female. She held a delicate little bottle in her palm, with a fluorescent glow that seemed like water and mist flowing over it, reflecting the surrounding ocean currents with shimmering light. It looked very precious.

Xingyao frowned, looking at Fuying warily: "What is this?"

Fu Ying tilted her head slightly, a faint smile curving her red lips, looking completely harmless: "Just some medicine. You know, I'm a witch."

"Witch?!" Shan Hai's pupils suddenly contracted, his voice changed tone, and he stared at Fu Ying in disbelief.

The female merfolk before me is actually a priestess who has been granted abilities by the Beast God?
Xingyao frowned even more deeply, and was about to speak when he saw Fuying deftly pry open the bottle stopper with her fingertips.

"Bear with it." She glanced up at Shan Hai, her voice as soft as a sea breeze.

After Shan Hai nodded, the medicine bottle tilted slightly, and a stream of fluorescent powder flowed out of the bottle mouth. When it encountered the ocean current, it did not drift away with the waves. Instead, as if it had a spirit, it slowly attached itself to the hideous wound on Shan Hai's waist!
In a short while, the medicinal powder seeped into the flesh and blood, and the new wound on Shan Hai's waist healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"This..." Shan Hai was extremely shocked, looking at Fu Ying with a look of surprise and uncertainty.

Even though he already knew that Fuying was a shaman, and a powerful one at that, Xingyao's pupils still dilated in shock.

This scene was beyond his comprehension, but upon reflection, Fu Ying was someone who could survive a bone knife piercing his heart, so this skill seemed to be to be expected.

Jingxiang gripped Fuying's hand tightly with excitement, her eyes burning with fervor as she stared at the bottle in Fuying's hand and said, "We sea beastmen always endure our injuries because our shamans aren't very good at healing. You've actually managed to create such a miraculous medicine! You're truly amazing!"

Fu Ying raised an eyebrow and said generously, "Really? If you need any, I can save some for you."

Jingxiang's eyes lit up, and without any hesitation, she declared, "Then it's settled!"

Buck remained as honest as ever. Although surprised that the female before him was a witch, he only paused briefly before his attention returned entirely to Whale Fragrance. He was a very competent male. Whale Storm's gaze was like boiling water, extremely intense, completely engulfing Fu Ying's slender yet exceptionally alluring figure. A witch with healing abilities was truly a treasure of the entire sea race!
His Adam's apple bobbed, and a determined glint shone in his eyes.

He wanted to form a bond with this female and become the male standing beside her!
Xingyao gazed at Shanhai's healed wounds, a low, heartfelt thank you escaping his throat: "Thank you."

Fu Ying shook her head, then turned her gaze and asked, "And you?"

"You know Ru?" Shan Hai's voice betrayed his surprise.

Although he was suspicious of Fu Ying's identity, the familiar mermaid aura and the kindness she showed made him unconsciously trust the female in front of him, and even regard her as one of his own.

Xingyao hesitated for a moment, wanting to reveal Fuying's true identity, as he had never intended to hide it from his clan.

After all, the female before him was no kind person, and he didn't want his people to be deceived.

Fu Ying saw through his thoughts, her lips slightly upturned, but she didn't seem to care at all.

Her eyes darted around, her beautiful gaze lightly landing on the orcs of the Giant Shark tribe. She met their greedy eyes, and the orcs were eager to make a move. Their beastly eyes were fixed on her, the kind of eyes that stare at precious prey. Even their breathing became heavy.

Clearly, they saw her take out the medicine.

Xingyao's Adam's apple bobbed, and his voice carried a hint of solemnity: "She is actually..."

Before the words were finished, a fierce argument suddenly erupted from the houses made of interwoven reefs: "Don't dream! I will never form a pact with you! The Merfolk will never become a subordinate tribe of the Giant Shark Tribe!"

Soon, a sinister roar rang out: "You have no choice!"

The sudden commotion broke the silence, causing the atmosphere to freeze.

Shan Hai and Xing Yao's expressions suddenly darkened, and Fu Ying also raised an eyebrow.

She remembered that voice. It was the same almost ferocious female voice that had spoken when she first arrived on the Beastman Continent, threatening to tear her face apart so she could never seduce a male again.

Dan Yue's younger sister, Ru.

Shan Hai and Xing Yao quickly approached the house, but were blocked by the orcs of the Giant Shark tribe just as they were about to go forward.

The burly shark leader crossed his arms over his chest, his muscular chest bearing unhealed claw marks.

He said gruffly, "What are you doing? Our leader is discussing matters with your clan chief. What right do you five-star patterned trash have to interfere?"

He deliberately emphasized the words "five-pointed star pattern trash," which drew laughter from his companions behind him.

There was no other reason than that the eight-star patterned beastman sent by the Giant Shark Tribe was none other than the muscular man in front of them.

Shan Hai's face flushed red, he gritted his teeth and raised his voice, "You..."

Fuying then slowly stepped forward, the glow of the sunset flowing over her crimson fishtail.

A faint smile played on her lips as she looked at the giant shark beastman blocking her way, like a mountain: "I am the elder sister of the Merfolk chieftain. If they can't go in, can't I? Didn't we agree to form an alliance?"

The lead giant shark orc sized up Fuying, then suddenly bared his teeth, leaned close to her ear, and breathed his fishy breath on her neck: "Of course."

“You are a noble priestess, unlike these lowly creatures.”

(End of this chapter)