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Chapter 43 is worthwhile for me.
Fuying held the silver needle and thrust it fiercely into his heart.

The moment the silver needle pierced her flesh, her body trembled, the color drained from her face, and her complexion turned as pale as paper. Large beads of sweat rolled down her forehead. After a moment, her fingers trembled as she pulled the needle out of her flesh.

The needle tip, which had been gleaming coldly, was now completely covered in thick blood.

She endured the pain and placed the blood-dripping silver needle on the ointment. The sweet and pungent blood dripped from the needle tip like fine beads into the ointment.

Instantly, the nauseating stench in the room was dispelled, replaced by a refreshing fragrance that permeated the air, gently filling the nostrils and invigorating the senses.

What are prohibited drugs? Drugs that are obtained illegally or have an evil aura are considered prohibited drugs.

Jade Skin Sculpting Cream has a beautiful name, but unfortunately, it has an evil aura. It is a holy medicine for beauty, but its medicinal power depends entirely on the nourishment of the heart's blood. The more spiritually rich the heart's blood, the stronger the effect.

She didn't necessarily have to use her own heart's blood; she could just grab any orc to take his blood. But since she was on Fengyin's territory, she was afraid that if she acted rashly, it would backfire.

Furthermore, now that Feng Yin is witnessing this firsthand, isn't this another perfect opportunity for a "bitter trick"?

An excellent employee will seize any opportunity to complete a task.

Fu Ying's lips were pale as she picked up the ointment and walked toward Feng Yin, who had a strange expression: "I'll apply the medicine for you."

Feng Yin gave Fu Ying a deep look, as if trying to see what she was thinking, and said indifferently, "He's just a beast husband. If he's gone, there's another one. Is it worth all this trouble?"

Fu Ying looked up at Feng Yin and said with a slight parting of her lips, "For me, it's worth it."

Conquering these beastmen is like nesting dolls; you find one, and there's another. From Dan Yue to Teng, and then to Bai Cang who was inexplicably brought back, while searching for beast crystals, why not also conquer Bai Cang?

She had been going with the flow all along; as long as it was beneficial to the mission, it was worth it.

“Come on.” Fu Ying beckoned to Feng Yin, who paused for a moment, her gaze sweeping over her chest before finally settling on the ointment in her hand. She actually moved a little closer to her.

Feng Yin stared intently at Fu Ying, her eyes unblinking, her gaze sharp and wary.

He was tense and ready to pounce, like a lurking wild beast. If Fuying made the slightest move that made him uneasy, he would instantly strike and bite her neck without hesitation.

Fu Ying seemed oblivious to his guard up, her soft hand gently touching his face. Feng Yin stiffened, as if he hadn't been close to anyone for a long time, every muscle feeling uncomfortable, like a taut string.

His face, bearing the marks of his pain, was a forbidden zone that he would not allow anyone to touch.

"I'm applying the medicine to you now. It will hurt a little, followed by a burning sensation. Don't scratch it." Fu Ying glanced down at Feng Yin, and before he could answer, she scooped out some ointment and carefully applied it to his face.

She stared intently at every scar on Feng Yin's face, not missing a single tiny crack, her movements slow and careful, as if she were handling an incomparably precious treasure.

treasure?

Feng Yin found her fleeting illusion laughable.

After applying the medicine, Fuying wiped her hands clean and then took out gauze: "Change the ointment every day. I'll wrap it up for you so you won't be unable to stop scratching. Otherwise, it might leave scars that can't be repaired."

"Change it every day?" Feng Yin paused, his gaze falling on her heart again.

Fu Ying naturally noticed his gaze and nodded, saying, "Yes, change it every day."

Feng Yin didn't speak again. Fu Ying took the gauze and carefully wrapped it around his face with gentle movements.

Before long, Feng Yin's head was wrapped in layers of white gauze. Without that terrifying face, she looked much better. Because there were no eyelids to support her eyes, her eyes were also covered by the white gauze.

Fu Ying nodded in satisfaction, a slight smile appearing on her pale face. She instructed, "You can eat something when the gauze is removed each day, but just bear with it the rest of the time." Upon hearing this, Feng Yin was slightly taken aback, then let out a soft laugh from deep in her throat.

The laughter lingered softly, tender yet tinged with a hint of mockery: "Little female, males don't need to eat every day, don't you even know this basic common sense? Someone like you, would you really risk your life to jump off the Thorn Cliff just to find a Beast Husband and Beast Crystal?"

After saying that, he turned his head slightly, and although his eyes were covered by gauze, they still seemed to be scrutinizing him, staring straight at Fuying.

Fu Ying, having lost her heart's blood, felt utterly exhausted and too weary to explain further, only saying, "Who knows? Maybe I was out of my mind back then?"

These words startled Feng Yin, but then he suddenly burst out laughing with delight.

He asked, "Little female, what's your name?"

Without hesitation, Fu Ying exclaimed, "Hua Hua!"

Feng Yin leaned languidly against the headboard, her slender fingers casually resting on her sides.

Upon hearing the name, he seemed to pause for a moment, then nodded slightly, parted his lips slightly, and uttered words with a hint of disdain: "What a tacky name."

Fu Ying glanced at him and said calmly, "It seems the ointment isn't painful enough."

Feng Yin understood her subtext, which was that she was implying he still had the energy to mock her name. Thinking of this, she chuckled with pleasure, "Hua Hua, you're really funny."

Fuying sat down on the edge of the bed, her voice full of weariness: "Make me some space, I want to sleep for a while."

Feng Yin fell silent. Before he could respond, he noticed someone collapse beside him. She curled up gently, not getting close to him. Soon, even breathing filled the air, and she was completely unguarded.

"Asleep?" Feng Yin murmured softly.

His long, slender fingers landed precisely on her face, the fingertips icy cold, like a knife.

"Huahua..."

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Fuying slept soundly until dawn, and when she woke up, it was already daylight.

She sat up, looked around, but didn't see Feng Yin, so she got up and walked outside.

She encountered many orcs along the way, but they were all males. When they saw her come out of Fengyin's residence, they all had meaningful and ambiguous smiles on their faces, but they were all well-intentioned.

That's how it is on the Orcish continent; reproduction is instinct, and it's perfectly normal for males and females to take a nap together.

Suddenly, someone shouted, "Female, are you looking for the leader? He went to Sun Slope!"

Fu Ying was taken aback, confused: "Sun Slope? What's that place?"

“Turn left after leaving the tribe! Sun Slope is the closest place to the sun. Our chief goes there every day because there is an ancient legend at the foot of Thorn Cliff—the sun’s radiance shines on all things and can wash away all filth and sin. Perhaps, in that light, the way out of Thorn Cliff is hidden.”

As the words fell, the beastmen in the tribe all showed a dejected expression.

Fu Ying paused for a moment. She had originally thought that Thorn Cliff was the place of the Beast God's exile, and that the fallen beastmen who had wandered here were violent and might be troublesome. However, she did not expect that they were no different from ordinary beastmen.

Does Fengyin go to Sun Slope every day?

He wants to leave Thorn Cliff and go back to take revenge on "Fuying", right?

(End of this chapter)