The Villain Princess survived the Imperial Riot

"You don't have to threaten me. You saved me, and I'm grateful to you. If you want to kill me, I'll give my life back to you. Don't treat me like a coward." The Feather Girl watched the Silver Fox reignite its flames and said calmly, "A handful of ashes, are you satisfied?"

"wrong answer."

"Otherwise?" Yu Nu's voice was a little unhappy.

"It's a mouth...chichi..."

“…” Having been teased like this, Yu Nu could only remain silent.

Seeing this, Hestia said helplessly, "Well, you're not funny at all. At first I thought you were some cheerful singer."

"A singer?"

"You have a beautiful voice, don't you think?"

"..." The voice was soft, "This is Meng Su's voice. I listen to the world and tell the world, not myself... But thank you for the compliment."

"But now I think you're definitely not a singer."

"That is?"

"Young lady, living in seclusion, or rather, a bird in a cage." Hestia propped up her chin, surveying the Feather Maiden's dull feathers. "You're too restrained, like you're chained to a chain. And yet you still want to soar to the sky? No wonder you were bewitched by the worm."

"..." Yu Nu froze for a moment, then said, "We are not friends yet."

Hestia understood what he meant. Even among secret cultivators, it was taboo to talk about intimate matters with someone new.

But "not yet" sounds more profound.

Silver Fox asked, "What are you going to do now? Do you still want to go through that door?"

The Feathered Girl curled herself up tighter and shook her head in frustration. "I can't make it. I'm seriously injured and need a long rest... This was a mistake from the beginning. I thought I could soar to the sky with my accumulated resentment, but it turned out to be a deception... Hehe..."

"Grudge?"

"Nothing, you go first. My ritual is damaged, and I need to return to the beacon before I can leave Mengsu..."

"Are you sure you want to go alone?" Hestia said, "The wasteland is full of struggles. If necessary, I can protect you for a while."

"..."

Although there are many lighthouses in the sky for secret practitioners to meditate and pray, for secret practitioners who have not ascended, the beacons are not worth publicizing.

That was her position in the dream, and also the direction to her.

The beacons of mythology are like stars hanging in the sky, which have become the laws of the world. Later generations follow and imitate them, which is a worship and expansion of their power.

However, the beacons of lower-level secret cultivators were different. If the enemy knew about them, they could curse them through rituals or lay traps on their paths, putting them in danger as they wandered.

She could certainly move the beacon after this, but it would be impossible to make it deviate from its existing path.

Rationally speaking, revealing the beacon to a stranger was a reckless act. Her path and secret position could be exposed, putting her at a complete disadvantage in a subsequent confrontation. However, regardless of the fox's life-saving grace, given the strength it had displayed, even if it truly wanted to deal with her, it wouldn't require such a circuitous approach.

Feather Girl hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded. "Okay... Come to the Night's Watch gathering in a while, and I'll prepare a reward to express my gratitude."

"No need for reward, but..."

"But what?" Seeing the fox's cunning face, Yu Nu guessed that she was going to raise the price.

Hestia stared at the Feather Maiden's feathers, her fox mouth baring sharp fangs, looking truly malicious. She said, "But if you really want to thank me, let me touch the feathers again. How about that? It's a tit-for-tat."

Yu Nu was stunned.

How is this a reward?

She still felt a little bit of resistance, but she also understood that this was probably just the fox trying to save her. If the fox really had bad intentions, even if he stripped her feathers and boiled her alive, no one would come to her rescue.

Ugh……

Sighing inwardly, after meeting the fox girl's expectant gaze for a long time, the feathered girl nodded slightly:

"it is good."

Book 108: Caged Bird: . You Should Do Whatever It Takes

Wading through the dense forest, Fox and Feathered Clothes carefully avoided the poisonous miasma and snakes and insects that bred in the forest. Due to the influence of the changing road, the geography of the wasteland is constantly evolving. Without beacons to guide the direction, it only takes a short while for the wanderers to get lost in this natural purgatory.

After being attacked by the worms, Yu Nu was obviously in a state of lethargy. She walked and stopped, and sat on the stone to catch her breath every few minutes. Then a swarm of fungal parasitic ants attacked her.

Hestia was forced to infuse her dreams with various forms of "terror" to repel the various bizarre monsters. However, creatures' natural enemies are always diverse, and simple "deterrence" can sometimes be ineffective without the right remedy. In such cases, she would have to personally deal with these bizarre spiritual harassers, and the noise of battle would only attract more hunters.

After all, this is the area where the root of the blade has spread. Even though the troubles in dreams have caused some creatures to choose to seek benefits and avoid harm, there are still many crazy species that are born for hunting and die for fighting.

"Look, if it weren't for me, you would have been gnawed to the bone by those fungus-bearing ants," Hestia said proudly. "Did you know that for situations like this, we foxes have a unique way of repaying a favor?"

"Then I really want to thank you... The wasteland is a hunting ground, and the difference between hunter and prey is only a moment. The more powerful you make such a commotion, the more you will attract more creatures eager to hunt you. That's why we encountered so much trouble along the way! And your temperature is too high, it will easily be discovered by the hunters in the forest!"

Yu Nu said weakly.

"How can this be blamed on me?" Hestia said, "It's not my fault anyway."

"..." The feather girl was quite helpless with this casual fox. She suddenly had an idea and asked, "Are you from Amber?"

"Oh, guess?" Hestia asked with a smile.

"Yes?" Yu Nu was not sure.

Like the Isu people, the Amber people are beast-conquering sub-people living in the southern end of the ocean. They have fox ears and fox tails. Some beast-conquering sub-people are born with the ability to transform and often embark on the path of original love - the path of nature, instinct, and wildness.

Thinking about it this way, it does fit the fox's temperament, but the power it displays seems to carry the characteristics of blade, casting, and spirit, and has nothing to do with the moth.

"Guess again?"

"Then it's not."

"Keep guessing?"

"You—" Yu Nu looked at her, her features behind the silver mask twisted into a look of anger. "Are you kidding me?"

"you guess?"

“…” Yu Nu turned her head away, stood up from the stone pier, and walked into the depths of the dense forest.

Hestia followed, leisurely crouching beside the Feather Girl. "Are you angry already? You really can't help joking."

"If I weren't injured, I would fight you now." Yu Nu said coldly.

"But you can't beat me. We in Amber have an old saying, 'He who knows the times is a hero.'" Hestia shook her head, and the humid air was filled with water vapor on her body.

"Can the Umber people also travel across the continent?"

"Of course, that's nothing compared to you, Miss Fran, who's wearing fashions and dancing at banquets."

"That's not what I meant... I apologize if I offended you."

"Oh, it's okay. After all, the Doilsu and Amber people were originally sold as slaves (to the West Coast market). It's normal for you to have such a stereotype." Hestia said tolerantly while thinking about buying a few cat-ear maids to play with.

"Feel sorry……"

"I forgive you." Hestia looked at the Feather Maiden, her voice soft and full of charm, like a considerate and mature woman. "Would you like me to carry you for a while?"

"This... ah!" The feathered girl was still hesitating, but the fox head arched her hips and she straddled the silver and red fox neck.

After Hestia turned to the Blade Forge branch, her fox-like figure was 110 centimeters tall at the shoulder and two meters long. When she carried the "miniature" Feather Girl, she was like a princess riding a wild beast.

After Yu Nu's "condemnation" just now, she used the Dream Builder's "secret" power to conceal her breath and walked silently on the moist soil, thus avoiding the prying eyes of many hunters.

"What realm are you in?" Yu Nu asked curiously.

"you guess?"

"..."

"Asking about the characteristics of a secret cultivator, is this the etiquette of your Miss Fran? As for realm, I'm just a country bumpkin who's been wandering around in the wind and rain, hehe."

Hestia kept calling the Feathered Lady a young lady, making her blush. However, the silver mask would not change color, which covered up her embarrassment.

When Yu Nu thought about it carefully, it was no wonder that the fox would say such a big word as "There will be no more injustice in the world, and everyone will get what they deserve."

Only the people of Amber who grew up in unfair circumstances can deeply understand the oppression of power.

Thinking of this, Yu Nu couldn't help but admire the fox more.

What kind of trials and tribulations must an Amber traveler who roams the continent go through to reach the level he is at today?

"I am not a noble, and I will never become a noble." Yu Nu said softly.

"So what do you want to be?" Hestia asked.

"I..." Yu Nu thought of hatred and great cause, those secrets that could not be revealed to strangers, and changed the subject, saying, "Singer, didn't you say I have a beautiful voice? Maybe one day, I will perform in theaters across the continent."

"You sound quite young," Hestia said. "Older people generally no longer have any prospects for their careers, and mystics are only obsessed with the truth of the Tao."

"You sound very old." The feather girl plucked the fox's smooth and shiny neck hair, and as she spoke, she became closer to this Amber man who had also had unfortunate experiences.

"Eighty years of wandering is definitely not young for a mortal," Hestia said casually.

"Eh..." Feather Girl subconsciously covered her lips with her wing sleeves and asked in surprise, "You?"

"Why, it doesn't look like it?"

It really doesn't look like it.

If we ignore innate factors, among the secret practices, the most beneficial to longevity is the Eternal Path and some spiritual practices of the Heavenly Path that can abandon the physical body.

The second is the path of original love, where moth cultivators can transform into other races in nature, or even nature itself.

This fox doesn't seem to belong to the three. If she really lived for eighty years, she should be a middle-aged woman by now, if not an old grandmother.

Of course, there is another possibility - after the promotion is completed, the soul and body are reshaped, completely leaving the level of mortals and beginning to transform into a mythical creature.

"A little bit..." Yu Nu said, "You look full of energy."

"Whether you live for a thousand years or ten thousand, all you have to do is maintain your desire and perseverance," Hestia taught earnestly. "A person's age isn't determined by how many years you've lived, but by having a healthy mindset. And you... young lady, you look rather old and worn. You don't have a lot on your mind, do you?"

"There are some."

"No wonder you were ambushed by the worms," ​​Hestia said, her tone adding a touch of old-fashioned guidance. "As they say, understanding the heart and understanding the principles, but at your age, still wanting to ascend the ladder, you've been guilty of arrogance from the very beginning."

Feather Girl knew she had been reckless this time, and felt humiliated by the fox's criticism, but she stubbornly said, "When has the truth of the Tao ever been determined by age? Besides, I'm an adult and can choose my own career. Honestly, are you still going to act like a suckling babe in front of those elves who are hundreds or thousands of years old?"