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Chapter 162 Little guy, be good
The sound of the zither carried a chilling cold, the ocean currents condensed into clusters of sharp icicles, the pierced sea monsters emitted high-pitched hisses, and more dark shadows awoke from the bottom of the abyss.

Feng Hai's lips parted slightly, releasing a string of bubbles: "Young...Young Clan Leader..."

Although he was exhausted and his voice was unclear when he spoke, his trembling arm pointed straight to the bottom of the abyss.

A coral reef entwined with dark blue vines, where many sea monsters dwell. Their writhing, transparent tentacles intertwine, obscuring what lies hidden deep within the reef.

Fu Ying's eyes suddenly turned cold, and she pulled Feng Hai along, swimming towards the coral reef like an arrow.

Wherever it passed, the icy coldness drove back all the attacking sea monsters. Some sea monsters that couldn't dodge in time were even pinned to the coral reefs, letting out mournful howls.

Fuying ripped open the dark blue vines, and the fluorescent light scattered like fragments.

A tall figure lay on the flat reef.

His skin was pale, he was naked and bloodless, and his breath was barely perceptible. His scarred legs glowed with an eerie light, and pale blue scales were spreading from his ankles. The blood and bone beneath his skin were being drawn away. If left unchecked, he might die before his tail could grow.

Fu Ying watched quietly, her slender fingertips gently stroking Dan Yue's cold cheek.

It had been a long time since I last saw him. He looked much thinner, his long, azure hair was scattered on the rocks, but the ends of his hair had an ominous pale tinge. The surrounding fluorescent light flickered with his weak breathing.

"Trespasser!" The siren's roar echoed with a dull thud.

"If the ritual is interrupted, he will completely transform into a monster!"

As they spoke, the siren's tentacles extended again, wrapping around Dan Yue's legs, which were glowing.

Feng Hai's pupils suddenly contracted as he watched the scales on Dan Yue's legs grow at a visible speed, as if the sirens were hastening the end of this ritual.

A cold smile appeared on Fu Ying's lips: "You're courting death."

She clenched her fingers, and a chilling aura burst forth, instantly freezing the transparent tentacles. The siren let out a piercing shriek that tore at eardrums, and the sea boiled even more violently.

Fuying grabbed Danyue's wrist and pulled her up from the reef.

With a backhand slash of her ice blade, she cleaved the onrushing sea monster in two at the waist.

Feng Hai was stunned as he watched her deal with the sea monster with ease. Cold sweat broke out on his palms. When did his clan get such a powerful female?
Fu Ying turned to look at Feng Hai, the chill emanating from her body slightly subsiding: "Almost recovered?"

"Carry him on your back!" Fu Ying kicked aside the corpse of a sea monster and said in a deep voice, "If we delay any longer, the entire Demon Sea Abyss will be filled with these sea monsters of the same kind, and it will be difficult to leave."

Feng Hai nodded hurriedly. His physical weakness made him bite his tongue hard to stay awake.

He nimbly hoisted Dan Yue onto his back, and shivered as he touched her skin; her body temperature was too low.

"Go!" Fu Ying's frost-covered whip cleaved a path, with Feng Hai following closely behind.

He even glanced back, where the surging shadows were still making promises in seductive voices. How ridiculous that they actually believed them! In this man-eating Demon Sea Abyss, what kind of free rewards could there be?

While protecting Dan Yue and Feng Hai, Fu Ying led them to retreat towards the outside of the Demon Sea Abyss.

Her breathing was becoming increasingly erratic, and the ice that had formed was no longer as hard; there were simply too many sirens.

"Stay close!" Fu Ying could feel her spiritual energy being rapidly depleted. She stuffed handfuls of spiritual herbs into her mouth. Feng Hai gritted his teeth, lifted Dan Yue on his back a little higher, and dared not delay.

Another enormous siren stretched out its tentacles, bringing a sticky, fishy wind as it attacked Dan Yue.

Fu Ying's fingertips turned white, and the frost-covered whip, which she had just raised, froze in mid-air. Her whole body trembled violently as if struck by lightning, cold sweat poured down her forehead, and even her crimson lips lost their color, turning deathly pale.

"What’s wrong with you?!"

Feng Hai noticed something was wrong with Fu Ying. His gaze fell on the glowing beast spirit flower on her forehead, and he froze, gasping, "You, you want to..."

Fuying clenched her teeth, forcefully suppressing the surging pain.

With a flick of her whip, she froze the siren's tentacles and said coldly, "Take Dan Yue away! Now!"

Feng Hai watched her taut back, his Adam's apple bobbing, all his unspoken words condensing into a heavy sigh.

He said nothing more, carrying Dan Yue on his back as he sped away. In the salty, metallic scent, one could faintly hear the sound of ice shards breaking. He dared not stop, much less look back; staying here would only be a burden to her.

Fuying's hand gently protected her lower abdomen, her knuckles turning slightly white.

Although her belly isn't showing yet, the little one is clearly impatient to be born. The baby, who will be born in just over a month, may already know who her father is.

"Be good." Fu Ying gently patted her lower abdomen and whispered.

The frost whip slashed across the seawater with sharp arcs, each strike carrying a chilling aura.

The contractions in her lower abdomen grew stronger and stronger, like a knife twisting inside her. Seeing that the number of sea monsters was decreasing, Fu Ying took a deep breath. She couldn't delay any longer.

She immediately turned and left, her pale fingertips touching her lower abdomen, cold sweat dripping down her back.

The enraged siren churned the ocean currents, its deep roars echoing through the air.

Fu Ying's figure, like a scarlet arrow, pierced through the surging undercurrents and finally caught sight of Feng Hai carrying Dan Yue in the churning dark sea.

Feng Hai's pupils contracted, and the moment he saw Fu Ying clearly, his tense shoulders relaxed: "You're alright!"

With one hand pressed against her cramping abdomen and the other hand wielding her long whip, Fu Ying entangled Feng Hai and Dan Yue, quickly leading them away from the Demon Sea Abyss. After an unknown amount of time, they finally saw several anxiously pacing figures.

Shan Hai, Xing Yao, Jing Xiang, and Ba Ke are all there, only Jing Lan has left.

"I'm back! I'm really back!" Jingxiang jumped up suddenly, her eyes reddening.

She waved to Fuying, her arm arcing with joy, her face beaming with barely concealed happiness. Her heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down. She knew that her only friend would definitely come back alive!

Fu Ying is brave, strong, and fearless—qualities she admires.

Perhaps there was a reason for those rumors. At the very least, the Fuying she met was not a ruthless and cruel female. On the contrary, she was very good to her beast husband!

While all the females were used to hiding behind their beastmen and letting the males fight for them, she alone protected her beastman firmly, showing no fear even when facing an encirclement by beastmen.

That almost obsessive protectiveness both shocked her and made her yearn for it.

Unfortunately, she was not Fuying after all; she was not strong enough, nor did she have that kind of courage.

However, she greatly admires her friend who is able to break the rules.

(End of this chapter)