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Chapter 26 Starry Sky Prince
Mo Mu bared his teeth, revealing a fierce expression: "Brother Teng was murdered!"

"Oh?" Fu Ying looked at Mo Mu's angry expression, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.

Mo Mu gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Teng was injured and was taken in by Fu Ying of the Oasis Tribe. He was forced into a contract... and his beast crystal was removed, and his star pattern was shattered. He was completely forced!"

As he spoke, Mo Mu's snake eyes instantly turned red, as if veiled by a thin layer of mist. His once lively eyes were now filled with sorrow, and his emerald scales trembled.

Fu Ying narrowed her eyes, her smile softening slightly: "Why are you crying? He's not going to die."

Upon hearing this, Mo Mu was stunned for a moment, his bright red eyes staring straight at Fu Ying: "Really?"

She had heard from the witch that Teng Age's star pattern was broken, his lifespan was greatly shortened, and he wouldn't live much longer.

"Of course!" Fu Ying replied calmly and unhurriedly, giving people a sense of reliability.

Mo Mu felt grateful and admiring when she thought about how easily Fu Ying had saved her.

She nodded forcefully at the snake's head, and its previously dim eyes instantly regained their luster. Her voice also became invigorated, as if she were filled with renewed strength, and she shouted, "I believe you! I'll help you gather the herbs!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Mu couldn't wait to get started.

She moved with agility, like a green lightning bolt, swiftly traversing the rock face.

Every indentation and crack on the rock face did not escape her keen eyes. Once she spotted the traces of herbs that Fuying had picked, she would quickly approach, carefully open her mouth, bite the root, and gently pull it off.

During the harvesting process, it was inevitable that they would encounter some sharp rocks and thorny brambles. Mo Mu's wounds were bleeding, but she ignored them and persistently helped Fu Ying harvest the medicinal herbs.

She genuinely didn't want Teng to die, and she was indeed a rare kind-hearted female in the Cangshan tribe.

With Mo Mu's help, the harvesting of medicinal herbs progressed quickly. Fu Ying didn't hide anything; all the herbs Mo Mu brought were put into her spatial storage. After climbing up the rock wall, Mo Mu transformed into human form, looked at Fu Ying's empty hand, widened her eyes, and exclaimed in surprise, "Where are the herbs? You threw them away??"

As he spoke, Mo Mu leaned over the edge of the cliff and looked down, extremely anxious: "Didn't you say these medicines could save my Prince Teng? Why did you throw them away?! No! I have to go down and look for them!"

However, no sooner had she finished speaking than a sudden change occurred!
The earth shook violently, and cracks spread rapidly like a spider web. In the blink of an eye, large chunks of rock began to peel off and collapse, carrying dust down like a raging torrent, raising clouds of dust!
Mo Mu nearly fell off the cliff, and Fu Ying frowned as she pulled him back from the edge.

The two stood on the empty cliff. Mo Mu felt the earth trembling beneath his feet, his face ashen, his whole body shaking uncontrollably: "It's...it's the Beast God! The Beast God is angry again!"

"Let's go!" Fu Ying's face suddenly turned cold, and she pulled Mo Mu towards the hunting area.

Before the two had run far, Mo Mu's eyes widened suddenly, his face lighting up with surprise. His voice trembled slightly with excitement as he pointed to the sky and shouted, "Brother Starry Sky!"

Starry Sky Prince?

Fuying frowned; this wasn't the first time he'd heard this name.

She looked in the direction Mo Mu pointed and saw a pterosaur spreading its huge wings in the vast sky, exuding a fierce aura. Every time it flapped its wings, it seemed as if it would tear the sky apart.

It had clearly flown in from outside the Cangshan tribe, its figure soaring freely under the sky, showing no concern for the raging earthquake below, like a king who reigned above the disaster.

Fu Ying squinted and spotted the person on the pterosaur's back.

The man stood ramrod straight, kneeling on the pterosaur's back. As the pterosaur flapped its wings and soared into the sky, his long, flowing hair flew wildly, the ends gleaming a cool white that seemed to be edged with silver in the sunlight. His face was gaunt, his skin pale to the point of being almost transparent, devoid of any color. His facial features were sharp and distinct, as if carved by a knife and axe. His handsome features, which should have been a picturesque sight, were now filled with endless ferocity, as if his gaze could burn everything in the world. Anyone could feel the hatred deep within his heart.

螣？
Fu Ying was somewhat surprised. How did he end up associating with the Pteranodon clan?
While he was thinking, Mo Mu had already broken free of her hand and was frantically waving his arms towards the sky: "Starry Sky Brother! Teng Brother! I'm here! I'm here—"

Orcs are naturally acutely aware of their hearing, and this pterosaur with its distinctive star markings was clearly quite powerful, making it one of the strongest among the orcs. It keenly caught Mo Mu's excited shout, and in an instant, the pterosaur raised its head and let out a deafening roar, its voice like rolling thunder, as if responding to Mo Mu's call.

Immediately afterwards, its enormous body twisted nimbly in the air and slowly descended to the ground.

As the pterosaur drew closer, each flap of its wings stirred up a strong gust of wind, raising dust from the ground several feet high and enveloping the pterosaur like a hazy veil.

"Mo Mu? What are you doing here?!" A clear male voice pierced through the thick dust and fog, filled with surprise and disbelief.

Fu Ying quickly turned her gaze toward the direction from which the sound came.

The first to emerge from the dust and mist was a young male.

He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, with animal skin wrapped around his waist, giving him a wild look. However, his eyes and brows were very pure amidst the lush green mountains, and his long, black hair was draped behind his head, showing a carefree and unrestrained air.

She quickly searched through the original owner's memories and confirmed that she had never seen this person before. Without a doubt, he should be the "Starry Sky Prince" that Mo Muxin had been thinking about and always talking about.

Beast-shaped pterosaur.

Fu Ying's gaze fell on the center of Xing Kong's forehead, where the fiery red six-pointed star pattern was dazzling.

In the Orcish Continent, while star markings certainly play a crucial role in determining the strength of Orcs, it is undeniable that their beast form often determines the upper limit of their potential.

Powerful beings like pterosaurs, who have been at the top of the food chain from the very beginning, can cultivate their beast crystals much faster than ordinary beastmen, making them truly blessed.

Fu Ying glanced at him a few times, then her gaze fell on Teng.

He was surrounded by a repressive and gloomy aura, as if he carried a dark cloud with him.

Compared to Fuying's concern, Teng seemed much more cold and unsympathetic.

His eyes were empty and cold as he walked straight past Fuying, as if she were nothing more than a wisp of air.

Immediately afterward, he mechanically turned his head, his gaze falling indifferently on Mo Mu, his eyes equally cold and devoid of warmth. He parted his thin lips slightly and said in a hoarse voice to the starry sky, "I'm going back first."

The earth had stopped shaking, but jagged cracks still stretched across the ground.

As if unaware, Teng suddenly rose up, leaped into the air, and disappeared into the mountains in an instant.

“Brother Teng…” Mo Mu murmured, looking somewhat disappointed.

Seeing Mo Mu's distressed expression, Xing Kong shook her head, then turned to Fu Ying, her gaze scrutinizing him, her voice carrying a nonchalant danger: "Who are you?"

(End of this chapter)