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Chapter 37 Stay alive, wait for me to come back.
Fu Ying remained calm, her gaze serene, and her voice clear: "I am not a fallen orc."

Mo Yan paused, frowned as he looked at Fu Ying, and only looked away after a long while.

He didn't quite believe that the female in front of him was a fallen orc. After all, no matter how strong a fallen orc was, he had been banished by the Beast God and there would be no witches among them. If a female was not a witch, how could she be so strong?

Just as Fu Ying was about to ask, Mo Yan spoke up: "Teng's beast crystal has already been thrown down Thorn Cliff by me. It has probably been devoured by the fallen beastmen at the bottom of the cliff. Of course, lightning is rare, so perhaps the fallen beastmen who found the beast crystal were afraid of its power and did not dare to take the risk, so they did not devour it?"

As he said this, Mo Yan had a half-smile on his face, and his voice carried a faint hint of sarcasm and mockery.

"Thorn Cliff??" Fu Ying's lips twitched, and she looked at Mo Yan with a look that seemed to want to slap him twice.

As Teng predicted, Mo Yan disposed of his beast crystal immediately, with swift and clean movements. Thorn Cliff was a forbidden area in the North Mountain, and no one dared to easily cross the line.

Fuying stood up, stared at Moyan, and said with a curse: "May you be childless and have no descendants if you lie."

Mo Yan raised an eyebrow, his expression cold and ruthless, and said slowly, "Although I am not a good person and my actions are often violent, I always keep my promises and never talk nonsense."

Fu Ying, expressionless, turned and walked out.

Mo Yan's pupils contracted sharply as he looked at her indifferent expression: "You're planning to go to Thorn Cliff?!"

Fu Ying sneered: "What are you pretending for? You told me that Teng's beast crystal was in Thorn Cliff. Didn't you have the same plan? You're afraid of me, afraid that I'll help Teng, afraid that I'll become a stumbling block on your path to becoming the leader."

The area behind me fell silent instantly, as if even the air itself had frozen.

Mo Yan's sinister laughter rang out: "Teng is really lucky. At this time, he has an extra female who is willing to risk her life for him. It's truly enviable."

Fu Ying glanced at him contemptuously, then said, "Mo Yan, if you're lying to me, I'll kill you myself when I get back."

As she finished speaking and was about to leave, Mo Yan's voice came from behind her: "Little female, if you can come back alive from Thorn Cliff, I hope you will reconsider my words and form a bond with me. You will gain much more!"

Fuying ignored him and gracefully darted away, returning to Teng's cave.

As soon as she returned, Xingkong's expression changed in the cave. She frowned and looked at Teng, whose face remained calm and expressionless, as if Fuying's safe return was expected.

As Fu Ying walked in, Xing Kong stood up, her expression somewhat indifferent: "Didn't you go to find Mo Yan?"

Given Mo Yan's temper, if you went to him to demand Teng's beast crystal, he might kill you, but he would never let you come back easily. So, if Teng was right, she really is Mo Yan's person.

The thought flashed through his mind, and for some reason, Xingkong felt a little uneasy.

With a nimble flick of her wrist, Fu Ying produced several packets of powder in her hand. She deftly handed them to Xing Kong, her tone simple yet undeniably authoritative: "Apply these medicines to Teng's wounds every day."

Xingkong was taken aback, staring at Fuying suspiciously, but still reached out and took the medicine.

He was a six-star beastman, so he wasn't afraid of this little female's schemes.

Fu Ying looked quietly at Teng, who sat there with a cold expression and a deep sense of malevolence in his eyes, as if he could devour everything around him.

Without hesitation, she stepped forward, reached out and pinched Teng's pale, bloodless chin, and bit his lip with a nonchalant air, saying in a domineering CEO tone, "Keep your life, and wait for me to come back." This sudden action left Teng frozen in place.

A moment later, disgust welled up in his eyes, but before he could push away the armrest, she had already let go and started to walk out. Xingkong frowned and called out, "You've said so much, where are you going?"

Fu Ying didn't answer, and left the Cangshan tribe in an instant.

"What's going on? Is she not going to waste her time on you?" Xingkong said, his gaze involuntarily falling on Teng's swollen lips, which he was wiping with disgust, as if he wanted to rub the lips off.

Then, he looked down at the medicine in his hand and was puzzled again; it didn't seem like it.

Just then, Teng abruptly stopped wiping her lips, her expression suddenly hardening.

They exchanged a quick glance, a tacit understanding flowing between them that seemed to transcend words.

Xingkong's posture was tense, his gaze like a sharp blade, fixed straight on the cave entrance, exuding an aura of vigilance and wariness.

A moment later, a smiling voice came: "Teng, is this how you greet the prince?"

"Mo Yan! Hand over Teng's beast crystal!" Xing Kong's eyes were sharp and fierce, and his aura suddenly surged. He flicked his wrist and threw the medicine packet in his hand accurately at Teng.

At the same time, Xingkong's five fingers suddenly curled into claws, creating a whooshing sound, and attacked Moyan directly. The fire attribute caused the temperature inside the cave to rise sharply, and the scorching heat was like boiling magma.

Mo Yan sneered and calmly raised his hand. The movement seemed casual, but it contained a chilling aura.

In the blink of an eye, his palm collided heavily with the claw that was attacking with all its might from the starry sky!
A cold glint flashed in Mo Yan's eyes, and his arm muscles tensed instantly. Then, he exerted his strength, lifting his arm upwards with immense force. A muffled explosion resounded in the air, and the force forced Xing Kong back two steps.

Xingkong frowned, but showed no sign of embarrassment. He scoffed and slowly squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth: "You're about to become the leader, and you're still holding back?"

Mo Yan glanced at him and chuckled, "Even if they are all six-star patterns, there are strong and weak ones, which is normal, isn't it?"

Starry Sky was too lazy to say anything more to him, and said coldly, "Where is Teng's beast crystal?"

Mo Yan raised an eyebrow slightly and looked at the silent Teng: "What, didn't the little female tell you?"

Xingkong glanced at Mo Yan's feigned innocence, a mocking smile flashing across her face. A carefree smile curled at the corner of her lips, and she gave a slow, cold snort: "What are you pretending to be confused about? Isn't she one of yours?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Yan paused, his gaze sweeping across the starry sky before settling on Teng.

In an instant, he understood. After experiencing the incident with Fuying, Teng was naturally wary of females and found it difficult to trust anyone, especially a strange female who had just arrived in the Cangshan tribe.

However, he actually mistook that little female for his own?
Mo Yan's lips curled into a sharp, piercing laugh: "Haha, interesting, this is really interesting!"

He laughed loudly while clapping his hands slowly, his voice carrying a hint of mockery.

His eyes flashed with mockery as he said mercilessly, "Teng, did Fuying damage his brain while digging out your beast crystal? But I remember the beast crystal being embedded in my heart."

(End of this chapter)