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Chapter 8 The Most Wicked Female in Beishan
The next moment, Green Mountain came to his senses, his brows furrowing deeply: "What did you say? Take you back to the Half-Mountain Tribe?"

She quickly shook her head, warning, "No! The Oasis Tribe is gone, but the Cangshan Tribe is still looking for you. If they find out you went to the Half-Mountain Tribe, it will only bring disaster to my tribe!"

After saying that, feeling it wasn't enough, he added, "Even if you save me, it won't be enough!"

"Really? You're so loyal to the tribe? Do you know that it was the shaman who coveted the mermaid tail skirt, so he had the porcupine beastman bring the spotted python to poison you? After you were poisoned, instead of trying to cure you, he threw you into the Thorn Cliff, leaving no trace of your body and no way to prove your death?" Fu Ying's light voice was tinged with amusement.

Her voice was soft and charming, and she would draw out the last syllable of her words, making it sound ambiguous and tender, which was very alluring.

"This is impossible!" Green Mountain froze, his face instantly turning ugly.

"Don't believe me? Fine, take me back and I'll prove it to you." Fu Ying patted Lu Shan's shoulder lightly, smiling.

“No, no! The Cangshan tribe is looking for you. I will bring disaster to the tribe…” Green Mountain frowned and muttered to himself.

Fu Ying glanced at Green Mountain with some surprise. This female beastman had a good moral compass and decent character.

She curved her lips into a smile, popped a "Disguise Pill" into her mouth, and then shook Green Mountain: "How about this?"

Green Mountain was taken aback and subconsciously looked up at Fu Ying. He was startled by what he saw, took two steps back, and asked warily, "You, who are you?"

After saying that, she looked around again, and her heart skipped a beat. Where did Fuying go?

With a flick of his wrist, he pulled out a mirror, looked at himself in the mirror, and frowned: "So ugly?"

"Disguise Pill" is a low-end medicine in the world of fantasy and martial arts, whose main function is to change one's appearance after ingestion.

However, this change is uncontrollable; anything can happen after ingesting it. Just like now, the person in the mirror is emaciated and can only be barely identified as a "female".

The person in the mirror had dark skin, beady eyes, and a fairly normal mouth, but was undeniably ugly.

As someone who values ​​appearance, Fu Ying silently put the mirror back into her spatial storage, turned to look at Green Mountain, and said listlessly, "Now no one should recognize me, can you take me to the Half-Mountain Tribe?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Green Mountain's eyes widened. Such an ugly face and such a beautiful voice were so incongruous.

"You, you are Fuying??" Green Mountain gasped, finding it hard to believe that the ugly woman in front of him was actually Fuying.

Immediately afterward, Green Mountain's expression changed, and he stepped forward to examine Fu Ying: "Have you acquired the abilities of a sorcerer?"

Fuying can change its appearance and produce things out of thin air. Who else but the messenger of the Beast God could do that?
“I’m not called Fuying anymore, I’m called Huahua.” Fuying touched her face and reached out to take Green Mountain’s arm.

She smiled at Green Mountain: "Let's go back to the Half-Mountain Tribe. Since you know I'm a shaman, then listen to me. Otherwise, do you think your tribe's shaman will let you go back alone? Don't worry, I just want to get my mermaid tail skirt back. I won't cause any trouble."

Hearing Fuying say this, Green Mountain was moved, but he still had many concerns.

"If you don't leave, I'll slit your throat." Fu Ying's voice was soft, lingering in your ear, but her words sounded like poison.

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On the way back to the Half-Mountain Tribe, Green Mountain frequently looked at Fu Ying and said, "Fu..."

"Hua Hua," Fu Ying corrected impatiently.

Green Mountain nodded and said, "Hua Hua, the mermaid tail skirt was picked up by Meng from Thorn Cliff, how could it be yours?"

"Haven't you heard that I have a merman beast husband?" Fu Ying didn't even look up.

After asking a question, he leisurely replied, "On the day we formed the bond, I plucked all the scales off his tail and made a shark tail skirt. I wore it for one rainy season, then lost it. So, I came back to look for it."

"Hiss—you, how could you be so cruel?!" Green Mountain stopped in his tracks, looking at Fu Ying with a deathly pale face.

The Banshan tribe also lives by the sea, and she often goes to the beach to collect shellfish. Naturally, she has seen the mermaids who are born beautiful and have beautiful singing voices.

However, the merfolk disliked the land and never spoke to these land-dwelling beastmen. She had many beastmen husbands, but she truly knew nothing about merfolk husbands; they must have recently formed a bond. Such a beautiful beastman race—how could she possibly have the heart to do that?

"She's truly the most wicked woman in Beishan!" Green Mountain frowned and muttered to himself.

"That's right, that's right, it's me." Fu Ying raised the corner of her eye, her face showing an innocent and pure smile.

"You!" Green Mountain said angrily, but in the end she didn't say anything, only saying, "I will help you get back the mermaid tail skirt. Then you should leave the North as soon as possible. There are beastmen everywhere who want to kill you."

And they're all your beast husbands," Green Mountain silently added in his mind, but didn't dare say it aloud.

“Okay!” Fu Ying readily agreed.

Green Mountain, however, did not believe it. Now that Fu Ying had inherited the power of the witch and become the messenger of the Beast God, she could change her appearance. Even if she stayed in the North Mountain, her beast husbands might not recognize her.

As they approached the mountain village, Fuying didn't forget to change into her dirty animal skin skirt.

When in Rome, do as the Romans do; this is an essential skill for completing any task.

Her current goal is to quietly retrieve the shark tail skirt. Before she has a clear understanding of the overall strength of the beastman continent, keeping a low profile is the best policy. Her retirement life has just begun, and there is no need to cause trouble everywhere.

Of course, being low-key doesn't mean being weak; she will still take action when necessary.

When Green Mountain turned around, he found that Fu Ying had changed out of her very special animal skin skirt.

She breathed a sigh of relief. The biggest taboo in the tribe was being different from other orcs, like the mermaid tail skirt that Meng had picked up...

The mountain village is not much different from the oasis villages I remember.

Fu Ying stood at the entrance of the tribe, watching Green Mountain surrounded by her tribesmen, and several male orcs hugging her and crying their hearts out.

Fu Ying tilted her head, her transformed green bean eyes narrowing slightly.

In the beastman continent, males are very good to females, especially after forming a bond, their love is 100% loyal. Unfortunately, she was dealt a bad hand; every beastman she had wanted her dead. Love? It was nonexistent.

"Green Mountain! Where have you been? We've searched the entire gathering area, it scared me to death!"

"I even went to check out the hunting area, Green Mountain, you better not run off like that again!"

"Green Mountain, are you hurt? Should we find a shaman and have her take a look at you?"

"..."

The crowd chattered on and on, when suddenly someone pointed at Fuying and asked, "Green Mountain, who is she?"

Green Mountain finally snapped out of his daze from the enthusiastic questions from his tribesmen and turned to look at Fuying.

She paused for a moment, then pulled Fuying over: "This is a little female I picked up from outside. She has no animal father or mother, nor any tribespeople. I saw that it was getting dark and I was afraid she would encounter danger, so I brought her back to our tribe for the time being. Let's ask the chief and the shaman if we can keep her."

When Green Mountain said his last words, he meant it.

Fuying's beast father and beast mother tribesmen are all dead, and she herself is being hunted down. If she can keep this appearance, it's not a bad thing to stay in the Half Mountain Tribe. After all, she is a female. If she lives a good life, her life will pass by.

"Female?" The people from the Banshan tribe looked at Fuying with bright eyes.

Although she was a bit ugly, she was still a female. As long as she could reproduce, she was a good female. For a time, Fuying was warmly welcomed by all the people of the Banshan tribe.

(End of this chapter)