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Chapter 58 You're pregnant?!
Teng's eyes were sinister and piercing, his dark green pupils gripping Mo Yan tightly.

Fu Ying stepped forward, shoved Mo Yan aside, and smirked at him, saying, "Teng will soon recover his strength, why should I avenge him? Wouldn't it be better to dig out Fu Ying's heart myself then?"

Mo Yan suddenly stopped, his scarlet pupils suddenly contracted, and he stared intently at the pillar.

His voice was low and almost dangerous: "Are you serious?"

Fuying met his gaze, her smile unwavering: "Of course I'm serious."

She turned her head to look at Teng, whose eyelids were lowered, and gently stroked the bone knife in his hand with her fingertips. Her tone was so light that it was as if she were talking about the day's romance: "The bone knife is so sharp, what, are you afraid that Teng won't be able to do it?"

Mo Yan fell completely silent, as if all his emotions had been suppressed.

He looked at Teng and said calmly, "You are a member of the Cangshan tribe. If you leave and take Huahua with you, the problem of Viper Saliva will not be solved. The tribesmen will only be mindless beasts. Are you sure you want to do this?"

Teng's knuckles tightened inch by inch, and his joints turned a cold, bluish-white.

He lowered his eyes and stared at the black snake corpse on the ground, his dark green vertical pupils churning with unfathomable emotions.

Teng slowly raised his eyes, his gaze filled with a chilling, sharp intensity.

A mocking smile curled at the corner of his lips, his voice chilling to the bone: "Clan members? When you bound me to the altar, did anyone remember that I was also a member of the Cangshan tribe?"

His laughter was laced with venom: "I don't care about the life or death of the Cangshan tribe."

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent, gradually filling the air with a chilling coldness.

In this suffocating silence—

"vomit--"

A sudden, aggravated retching sound shattered the silence.

Fuying clutched his chest, his brows furrowed, and a sore throat rose in his throat.

She held onto Teng, her fingertips turning slightly white from the force. A wave of intense nausea surged up, and she couldn't help but bend over and dry heave, but nothing came out.

"Huahua?"

"Flower!"

"Flower—"

Three exclamations rang out in unison.

Teng reached out and hugged her, his usually calm and cold voice trembling at this moment.

Xingkong's expression also changed, his voice low and anxious: "Could Huahua have been injured at the bottom of Thorn Cliff?"

"Return!" Mo Yan's scarlet snake eyes flashed continuously, his body coiling and twisting as he called for the witch to come over.

Gui turned his head and glanced at her, carefully putting Lan down in his arms before stepping forward. When he saw Fuying, who was vomiting and in a daze, he was also startled. This female was incredibly powerful; how could she suddenly be like this?
"Take a look at her quickly!" Mo Yan urged in a deep voice.

Gui grasped Fuying's wrist, and as his nostrils flared, he suddenly caught a whiff of something unusual. He paused, his gaze falling on her forehead, but there was nothing there. He asked in confusion, "Are you pregnant?"

The words "pregnant" sounded like a spell, and everyone's eyes fell on Fuying.

Her hair was a little messy due to morning sickness.

In the traditions of the Beastman Continent, after a female conceives, the star mark on her forehead transforms into a blooming Beast Spirit Flower. This is a blessing bestowed by the Beast God, symbolizing that life is bearing fruit in the bloodline and that new life is sprouting.

The higher the star pattern level of a female, the more dazzling the beast spirit flower on her forehead will be.

Because Fu Ying had ingested the "Disguise Pill," there was no star pattern on her forehead, nor was there any Beast Spirit Flower.

"Pregnant?" Mo Yan's eyes darkened, his sharp gaze sweeping over every male present like a knife.

Teng's muscles tensed abruptly, his arms around Fuying stiffened like stone, and a deep voice escaped his throat as he said, "It is an honor for the tribe for a female to bear a child, there is nothing surprising about it." Mo Yan gave him a mocking look; there was no way this cub could be his.

“Since Hua Hua has given birth to a cub, she should stay in the tribe. The hunting season is about to end and the rainy season is coming. Teng, since Hua Hua has chosen you, it is your responsibility to raise this cub.”

“Protecting females during their gestation period is more important than revenge.”

“Brother, I am willing to raise this cub with you and stay in the Cangshan tribe so that the cub in Huahua’s belly can grow up under the protection of the Cangshan tribe’s totem.”

“I swear by my fangs and venom that this comes from the bottom of my heart and is not tainted with any deceit.”

Mo Yan's voice was deep, and his scarlet eyes shone brightly in the firelight of the giant lizard tribe.

Xingkong frowned and looked at Moyan. This snake was never benevolent. He then turned to Teng and said, "Huahua can give birth to her cubs peacefully even after going to the Liekong Tribe!"

Teng's dark green eyes revealed no emotion.

By this time, Fuying's morning sickness had subsided.

Teng's tense emotions relaxed as Fuying's breathing gradually calmed down. He carefully wiped the water stains from her lips with his rough fingertips, and asked in a low, gentle voice, "Are you still feeling unwell?"

Fu Ying shook his head, supported Teng, and glanced around at everyone.

She had heard everything they said. Her eyes narrowed slightly, her gaze calm, and she said, "You don't need to argue. I'm not an ordinary female. I can raise my own cubs."

A hint of complexity appeared on Xingkong's carefree and unrestrained face: "Huahua, this cub..."

Fu Ying turned to look at the starry sky, her expression and tone indifferent: "Yes, it is the cub of a fallen orc, and it is mine too. Do you have a problem with that?"

Her tone was low, yet it sent a chill down the spines of the orcs present.

Fallen orcs devour orc crystals and are not tolerated on the orc continent. The offspring of fallen orcs will also be fallen orcs. Regardless of whether they can accept it, the rest of the tribe will certainly not accept it!
Gui's voice trembled as she pointed to Fuying's lower abdomen and said, "This is a cursed bloodline!"

The onlookers, including the beastmen, immediately became agitated.

The warriors of the pterosaur tribe suddenly spread their membranous wings, casting menacing shadows in the firelight.

The lead warrior pointed his claws at Fuying, his voice echoing throughout the giant lizard tribe: "Starry Sky! We cannot bring this female back to the Rift Sky Tribe! Inside her is a monster that devours beast crystals!"

The other pterosaur orcs let out piercing howls, their bone wings gleaming coldly in the night.

"Yes! It's a monster! We can't bring it back to the Sky Rift Tribe!"

"Starry Sky! The Cangshan tribe has little to do with us; we can't take this female back with us!"

"..."

Fu Ying's gaze was icy, reflecting the leaping flames. With a flick of her wrist, her frost whip shot out into the air!

The long whip tore through the air, scattering tiny ice crystals everywhere!

"His-"

Where the whip swept across, ice crystals instantly condensed on the pterosaur beastmen's membranous wings, and they staggered backward, their scales covered in ice crystals crackling and popping!

"You keep calling me a monster, do you think I'm made of clay?"

"If I hear you speak so disrespectfully again, the next thing I'll shatter with this whip is your beast crystal!"

Xingkong's expression changed drastically, and she hurriedly stepped forward to stop them: "Huahua, they didn't mean it, you..."

Fu Ying snorted coldly, and curled her lips in disdain: "Did I say I was going to the Rift Sky Tribe?"

"I won't go even if you beg me! Get out—"

(End of this chapter)