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Chapter 7 Orc Green Mountain
"Where did you throw it?" Fu Ying looked at the withered bones on the edge of the thorny cliff and stroked her chin.

Even if the original owner was bold, she wouldn't dare to go near the interior of Thorn Cliff, so she just threw it on the edge. If she was lucky, it might not be picked up, since there were few people in this place. However, it wasn't that no one came here, because it was the most convenient place to dispose of trash.

Indeed, Thorncliff, being a filthy place, is where the Oasis tribes dispose of their daily garbage.

The bones of prey, the daily excrement, or even spies from other tribes that are disposed of casually are all thrown into this place for a complete cycle of digestion and processing. Otherwise, the thorn bushes here would grow well and provide ample fertilizer.

Fuying searched around the edge of the thorny cliff but found nothing.

Just then, she suddenly heard footsteps. Her narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and she lightly leaped onto a tree.

The heavy sound, like dragging a heavy object, drew closer.

Fu Ying looked down and saw a huge porcupine carrying something on its back. To say it was carrying something was a bit of a stretch; it was just that its back was covered with all sorts of things. And behind its tail, it was dragging a person, a purple-skinned orc.

The porcupine didn't dare approach the Thorn Cliff. It shook its quills from the outside, and everything on its back fell off, including the orc it was dragging. Then, the porcupine transformed into a short, fat orc.

He first stretched his back before slowly throwing the things he had thrown off his back into the thorny cliff.

These were all tribal rubbish, reeking of a strong stench. The porcupine orc's face was full of displeasure as he muttered, "We're all orcs, why do I have to do this awful work? Humph, this Half-Mountain Tribe will end up like the Oasis Tribe, swallowed up by the Azure Mountain Tribe sooner or later. Hehe, then I won't have to do anything!"

The porcupine orc rubbed his hands together, glanced sideways at the orc lying on the ground twitching, and sighed.

"Green Mountain, blame your bad luck. Of all people to offend, you had to offend the witch. How could you wear such a precious mermaid tail skirt? Being bitten to death by a spotted python while gathering is your fate!" the porcupine beastman muttered again.

As he spoke, he dragged the body forward and threw it into the thicket of thorns. Only after doing all this did he turn around and slowly leave.

Fu Ying stood on the tree, watching the orc fall into the thicket of thorns. Blood was flowing, and the thorns seemed to come alive, twisting and entangling the orc completely. It wouldn't be long before the poisoned orc was drained dry.

"A mermaid tail skirt?" Fu Ying blinked, looked at the orc in the thorn bushes, and still made her move.

She flicked her finger, and the fireball landed in the thicket of thorns. In an instant, the thorns scattered as if they had encountered their natural enemy.

Fu Ying took out a rope from her spatial storage, flicked it lightly, and cleanly and precisely lassoed the orc lying in the thorn bushes. When she pulled the person out, she discovered that the abandoned person was actually a female orc!
"My Extinct Beast Husbands All Want to Kill Me" revolves around the oasis tribe and the Cangshan tribe. It doesn't cover other tribes. The original owner did know about the Banshan tribe in her memories, but she was always arrogant and never paid attention to other tribes, so her knowledge of them was very limited.

Female orcs are extremely precious in the orc continent. The shaman of the Half-Mountain Tribe killed a female orc because of a skirt he found.

Impressive, and has a unique personality.

Fu Ying clicked his tongue, looking at the female beastman who was on the verge of death, and took out a snake gall from his spatial storage and stuffed it into her mouth.

It was quite a coincidence. Everything in the universe has its counterpart, and the spotted python was exactly the species she had slaughtered the night before. Its gall bladder was used in medicine to cure snake venom, which just happened to save her life. She could also use this "favor" to gain some information.

The bile entered his mouth, its bitter taste intense, causing Green Mountain's expression to contort.

However, the effect was immediate.

Before long, the purplish-red Green Mountain lost its terrifying color and returned to normal. Fu Ying found that the female beastman had healthy wheat-colored skin, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and looked quite pleasing.

Why are people likable?
Because she doesn't like people who are prettier than her; putting everything else aside, she's very satisfied with the original owner's appearance.

Fuying sat to one side, waiting for Lushan to wake up, then took out a tangerine, peeled it, and ate a couple of bites; it was very sweet.

After finishing her meal, Fu Ying glanced down at the white seeds scattered on the ground. After a moment's thought, she decided to collect them. Although she had plenty of resources in her spatial storage, how could she not cultivate the land in this primitive beastman world?
Just as Fuying finished wrapping the seeds and stuffing them into her spatial storage, Green Mountain screamed and snapped back to reality: "No—"

Green Mountain sat up abruptly, covered in sweat. He looked around and when he saw Thorn Cliff, his face turned pale. He scrambled to run away, but when he turned around, he met Fu Ying's smiling eyes: "Now that you're awake, tell me about the Mermaid Tail Skirt."

Her voice was full of self-assurance; it wasn't a question, but a statement.

Green Mountain's expression changed. He looked at Fu Ying, his brows furrowed, and he took two steps back warily, stammering, "Fu... Fu Ying?"

Fu Ying blinked, pointed at herself, and asked curiously, "You recognize me? Am I that famous?"

Green Mountain ignored her and struggled to her feet to leave. How could she have ended up in this filthy place, Thorn Cliff, after being bitten by the spotted python? Her beast-tamer must be terribly worried; she had to go back!
As for Fuying, she was a shameful woman who cruelly abused her beast husband and even caused the death of her own tribe.

“I saved you, and if you don’t tell me about the shark tail skirt, I’ll have to throw you back into the thorn bushes.” Fu Ying grabbed Green Mountain’s wrist, a faint smile on her face, but her slightly upturned, narrow eyes were icy cold.

Looking at Fuying's expression, a hint of surprise flashed across Green Mountain's face: "You saved me?"

"Otherwise, do you think you could survive in this desolate wilderness?" Fu Ying sneered and pulled the person back.

Green Mountain collapsed to the ground, looking even more astonished: "You're just a one-star female, how can you be so strong?"

Fu Ying grew impatient, flipped her wrist, and placed a sharp dagger against Green Mountain's neck, the thin, razor-sharp blade drawing blood.

She said, "I ask, you answer. If you say another word, I'll cut your throat."

Green Mountain trembled twice, not daring to nod for fear of having his throat slit, and could only respond with a trembling voice.

Fu Ying sat down cross-legged again, put away the dagger, and toyed with it between her fingertips: "Did you pick up the mermaid tail skirt?"

Green Mountain breathed a sigh of relief, clutching his aching neck, and shook his head: "No, no, it's Meng, he's my beast husband."

"Meng?" Fu Ying narrowed her eyes. "Is that mermaid tail skirt in the Half-Mountain Tribe now? In your possession? Or in the hands of the shaman?"

"Witch?" Green Mountain looked at Fu Ying with some surprise, quite puzzled: "Why would you suddenly bring up witch? The mermaid tail skirt was something Meng picked up and gave to me, how did it end up in the hands of a witch? What do you mean by that?"

Fu Ying shook her head, got up and left. That idiot, he didn't even know he was ambushed and killed.

Forget it, she'll just go to the Half-Mountain Tribe herself and snatch the shark tail skirt back!

"Wait! Fuying! What exactly do you mean? What does the mermaid tail skirt have to do with witchcraft?" Green Mountain got up and chased after him, looking somewhat anxious. Although there was still doubt and wariness in his eyes, there was more unease than anything else.

Why would she suddenly appear at Thorn Cliff? This is where you deal with unclean things!
Fuying, impatient, was about to fly away when he suddenly remembered something, and his eyes flashed slightly.

"You want to know? Fine, take me back to the Half-Mountain Tribe." Fu Ying sheathed her dagger, turned around and smiled at Green Mountain.

Her smile was clean, bright, and dazzling, so much so that even Green Mountain was momentarily blinded.

Green Mountain thought to himself, "No wonder a vile woman like Fuying has so many beast husbands. She's really beautiful. You probably can't find another female as pretty as her in the North."

(End of this chapter)