Chapter 65 Eager to Return Home, the aura of the orcs made him feel close...

Bai Lang is a beastman with strong hunting skills in the Caiyun tribe.

He was young, tall and steady, with a calm personality, and his animal form was a rare white peacock.

When you see its snow-white and beautiful tail feathers, no one can help but be dazzled.

Ironically, this beautiful and powerful orc had an unsightly mole on his face.

The mole appeared when he was almost an adult, and it quickly grew to the size of his little fingernail, protruding outwards and feeling soft to the touch, like a small fleshy ball.

Correspondingly, a tumor-like thing also grew on his beast-like cheek.

The pursuit of beauty is an instinct etched into the very bones and blood of every peacock beastman.

When pursuing a sub-orc mate, orcs will do everything they can to display their beauty.

But because of this mole, Bai Lang doesn't even dare to think about finding a partner.

When the mole first appeared on his face, he felt like his world was collapsing.

Every time he passed by the water, he dared not look too long, feeling that he was too ugly and that the people in the tribe would despise him because of it.

He has broken down, suffered, been in pain, and despaired.

As he grew older, although he gradually accepted living with his ugly mole, he had developed a habit of avoiding people.

He is not used to making eye contact with people, does not like to go out, and does not like to participate in tribal activities.

Only in front of his good friend Zhu Yu could he speak more.

This time, Yu Yan came and helped the people in the tribe get rid of their illnesses. She also brought so many good things, and taught everyone how to make paper, preserve eggs, cook, and so on...

Bai Lang was very grateful to Yu Yan and felt genuinely close to him. Several times he wanted to go over and talk to Yu Yan like other people do.

Or you could just stay close to him and look at him without saying anything.

But when he thought of the mole on his face, he finally stopped in disappointment.

Unexpectedly, Yu Yan actually had Lan Xiu summon him! And it was all for the purpose of treating his illness!

Bai Lang's mind was filled with thoughts of: He cares about me!

Upon hearing Yu Yan's words, Bai Lang couldn't help but feel worried.

"What kind of harm is it?" he asked, looking at Yu Yan.

"In the worst case, it could cost you your life."

"!" Bai Lang's pupils shrank sharply.

Yu Yan comforted her, "Don't be afraid, everything is still possible. Anyway, let me check you out."

Bai Lang nodded without further hesitation and said, "Thank you for your trouble."

Besides being grateful for Yu Yan's concern for his health, Bai Lang also sincerely felt that Yu Yan was very gentle.

He called him aside so that he wouldn't have to face the gazes of the tribe members.

Yu Yan smiled and said, "No need to be polite. Come, sit here. Lan Xiu, help me hold the torch."

Bai Lang sat down, his hands clenched into fists and placed on his lap.

Lan Xiu stood to the side, holding a torch, the firelight illuminating his face.

After washing her hands, Yu Yan examined the shape, color, size, and texture of the mole in the light.

A moment later, he asked Bai Lang some questions. For example, when did the mole appear, did it suddenly grow larger, and would it ulcerate, hurt, or itch?

Bai Lang answered them one by one carefully.

After the examination, Yu Yan straightened up and said to him, "Your mole is round, smooth, and completely black. It feels soft to the touch. Although it's a bit big, it shouldn't be harmful to your health."

Bai Lang felt relieved.

Yu Yan continued, "But if it suddenly enlarges, hardens, becomes purulent, becomes painful or itchy, or its shape is no longer round, you should be wary, as it may have turned from a good mole into a bad one."

Bai Lang's face paled slightly: "Then what should we do?"

"You'd better come see me."

Bai Lang agreed, his eyelashes drooping as if he were deep in thought.

Yu Yan looked at the mole on his face, but was thinking about something else.

There are two locations on the face where moles are easily surgically removed: the cheek and the forehead.

Bai Lang's mole happened to be located on his cheek.

Such a minor surgery is not difficult for Yu Yan. The difficulty lies in his current lack of necessary tools and medications.

We'll need a set of scalpels, right? We'll need sutures, right? We'll also need disinfectant alcohol and anti-inflammatory medication, right?

Also, direct surgery would be very painful. Even if Bai Lang could endure it, Yu Yan couldn't bear it. It would be best to do it under anesthesia.

And post-operatively, scar-reducing medications and tension-reducing dressings will be used...

Yu Yan made some plans in her mind. She could have scalpels and needles made by someone else, she could spin the thread herself, and she also had anti-inflammatory medicine on hand.

Scar removal medication can be freshly prepared, and alternatives to scar patches can be found.

The only two troublesome things are alcohol and anesthetics.

The beastmen are physically strong, and if they were to undergo surgery without anesthesia... Yu Yan estimated that Bai Lang could endure it.

That leaves only one option: alcohol...

After acquiring the sorghum, he began brewing wine. He just didn't know if he would succeed, or when he would...

"Yu Yan," Bai Lang suddenly called out to him.

Yu Yan lowered her eyes and met his tense yet hopeful gaze.

"What's wrong?"

Bai Lang swallowed hard and asked, "Since the knife you brought is so sharp, can you cut this off my face?"

Yu Yan felt pain just listening to it, and hurriedly said seriously, "Of course not! If you cut directly, the wound is very likely to get infected, and infection means... you must have seen people suffer external injuries before, right? If the wound is red, swollen, and festering, it won't heal no matter what, and the consequences will be very serious!"

"Also, if you remove the mole and don't stitch it up properly, even if you're lucky and the wound heals, it will still leave a scar, and it won't look good."

"In short, whatever you do, never, ever try to cut it yourself! Understand?"

Yu Yan was truly astonished by his audacity, and even considered not replacing the metal knives with metal ones for the people of the Caiyun tribe.

These people will do anything for beauty!

After listening to Yu Yan's hurried words, Bai Lang paused for a moment, then said with a mix of gratitude and guilt, "I understand. I won't cut it myself, I promise."

Yu Yan adopted the authority of a doctor: "No one but me can have this done."

"good."

"You can't just say it; you have to take it to heart."

Bai Lang nodded repeatedly: "I really remember it."

He pondered Yu Yan's words, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Huh? Yu Yan... do you mean you can help me with the surgery?"

Yu Yan: "..."

The alcohol hasn't been made yet. I didn't want to tell him about the surgery so he wouldn't get excited, but in my haste I accidentally let it slip.

Yu Yan helplessly pounded her palm and admitted, "I can remove moles and suture them; I call this process surgery. But right now I lack the necessary medication, so I can't do it."

Bai Lang: "What kind of medicine?"

"It's for disinfecting wounds and tools, and for giving you anesthesia to reduce the pain of surgery."

Bai Lang said confidently, "I'm not afraid of pain! I got injured while hunting and didn't utter a sound. You can go ahead and do that... surgery!"

The thought that he might be able to get rid of the ugly mole that had bothered him for so many years made Bai Lang's heart pound.

Night completely enveloped the earth, and the forest was pitch black. He stared intently at Yu Yan, yet it was as if he saw light.

Yu Yan said, "Even if you can endure the pain, you absolutely must use the disinfectant. When I return to the peninsula tribe, I will do my best to make the medicine. I will let you know as soon as I have good news."

Bai Lang wasn't particularly disappointed that the surgery couldn't be performed immediately.

After all, before tonight, he had even prepared himself to live with this mole for the rest of his life.

Yu Yan gave him hope, and he was already extremely happy.

He stood up, looked steadily into Yu Yan's eyes, and asked, "Is there anything I can do to help? I really want to do my part."

He never wanted to experience those days of feeling inferior and miserable hiding in a dark bird's nest again.

Yu Yan understood his determination, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Then wait until the sorghum is ripe, cut down more sorghum and send it to me. The disinfectant we need will come from the sorghum."

Bai Lang slowly widened his eyes, never expecting that sorghum would be such a good thing!

No wonder Yu Yan insisted on making the trip herself, even though the two tribes are so far apart.

Now, for him, sorghum is just as important as his face.

Bai Lang said with great seriousness, "Okay, I will definitely cut down a lot of sorghum and personally lead the team to deliver it to the peninsula tribes."

Yu Yan said happily, "It's settled then. We'll wait for you at the Peninsula Tribe, and I'll take you to see the sea!"

Bai Lang has never seen the sea before! Will the waves be white? Will they be magnificent and beautiful?

He used to be very reluctant to go out, but now he is full of longing for the peninsula tribes.

I can't wait to spread my wings and fly to the peninsula tribe.

He looked at Yu Yan and gave her the brightest smile he'd had in years, saying loudly, "Okay! It's a deal!"

After seeing Bai Lang off, Yu Yan smiled and said to Lan Xiu, "It's getting late, let's wash up and go to bed."

Lan Xiu nodded, his icy blue eyes fixed on him, filled with tenderness.

"You said before that you wanted to use sorghum to brew wine. Is the wine just something used for disinfection?"

"Well... to be precise, it's alcohol, much stronger than wine."

“When we get back, I’ll work on it with you. Just tell me if there’s anything I need to do.”

The trust in his tone pleased Yu Yan greatly.

"good!"

The next day was the day Yu Yan and Lan Xiu had set for their return journey.

The people of Chongshan tribe arrived early in the morning with a lot of things.

Xi Mu transformed into human form, took long strides, and strode over to Yu Yan's side.

"Yu Yan, look, we brought thirty-five pieces of wood coated with tung oil, several kinds of peppercorns, ten baskets of dried black pods, as well as jade, pearls, and animal hides..."

Thirty-five pieces of wood alone were stacked into a small mountain.

Yu Yan exclaimed in surprise, "This is too much..."

Zhu Yu stood beside him, shaking her head helplessly, and said, "Chief Xi Mu, there are only two of them, how could they possibly bring back so much stuff?"

Xi Mu paused for a moment, then asked guiltily, "What should we do then? Or, when you go to the peninsula tribes, could you help us deliver the supplies?"

Zhu Yu said, "You can deliver it yourselves, and you can also visit the peninsula tribe to see the sea."

Xi Mu had never really thought of it this way. They lived so close to the Caiyun tribe, yet they rarely interacted, let alone traveled to such a distant place as the Peninsula tribe.

"That works too..."

Yu Yan said, "As for the timber, Lan Xiu and I will take it; we might need it urgently back home. As for the peppercorns, black pods, and tung oil, we'll take a basket of peppercorns and a jar of tung oil. You can deliver the rest to us later."

"I'm not bringing any of the animal hides, jade, pearls, pottery, or anything like that."

Zhu Yu advised, "You can't carry all this timber, can you?"

Lan Xiu calmly replied, "I can memorize it."

Yu Yan glanced at him and said with a smile, "We're not carrying it the whole time. We can ask whichever tribe's territory we're in for help. We'll offer some supplies as a token of our gratitude."

Everyone present was shocked by Yu Yan's words.

Xi Mu murmured, "It can be like this? Yu Yan, you're so smart."

Zhu Yu thought about it and it seemed more and more feasible: "That's right, although we can't go far, we can still help you get to the territory of the next tribe!"

Liu Xiang chimed in, "With so many people in our tribe, it's easy for each of us to carry a log. I could carry one myself."

Bai Lang also came today, standing a few steps away, his sharp eyes filled with a smile: "You don't need to be sub-orcs, we orcs will carry you."

Liu Xiang and Bai Lang exchanged a smile, thinking: Even Bai Lang came to see Yu Yan off, everyone really doesn't want him to leave.

Zhu Yu: "Then it's settled! Have you prepared all the dried mushrooms and spiciness seeds from our tribe? Also, pack a basket of saxifrage for Yu Yan."

"Ready."

"Let's wait for the other tribes before we set off!"

At noon, Yu Yan streamlined the things she needed to bring, and had them carried by Lan Xiu and the orcs from the Caiyun tribe, heading towards the peninsula tribe.

Yu Yan wanted to see the scenery of Caiyun Tribe from a higher vantage point, so instead of sitting on Lan Xiu's back, she spread her wings and flew towards the vast blue sky.

Lush, verdant forests, a river as clear as a jade ribbon, layers upon layers of mountains, and wispy, white clouds... it's breathtakingly beautiful.

He especially loved the snow-capped mountains of the Caiyun tribe, where the peaks were covered in snow all year round, shrouded in clouds, and the wind carried a chilling scent.

The further down the mountain you go, the more lush the vegetation becomes.

Halfway up the mountain, Yu Yan saw a round bird's nest made of tree branches, and there were signs of human activity under the tree.

On a whim, he swooped down and circled twice above the bird's nest.

Unfortunately, the orc in the bird's nest is gone.

He slowly withdrew his gaze, flapped his wings, and caught up with the main group.

"Chief Zhu Yu," he called out to the black peacock leading the flight, "does Xue Gui live in that nest?"

"Yes, but he doesn't come back often."

"No wonder I didn't smell any orc scent... What does he usually do when he goes out?" Yu Yan didn't know why she was so curious about an orc, but by the time she realized it, she had already asked the question.

"We're not entirely sure either, but he lives alone and has to hunt and gather, so he's probably very busy."

Yu Yan nodded, then turned her head to look again.

From a distance, the bird's nest, hidden by the leaves, appeared as a tiny black dot.

...

As evening fell, Xuegui returned to the bird's nest with his prey, and caught a very faint scent of a sub-beastman in the air.

The aura felt strangely familiar to him, as if it were something he had an extremely close relationship with.

His expression tightened, he dropped his prey, flapped his white wings, and flew around the nest a few times.

As it turned out, the orc must have been gone for a long time, and the last trace of its presence had been blown away by the wind, making it impossible for him to detect.

The snow fell to the ground, transforming from a great swan into a tall, composed man.

He had a handsome appearance, a high nose bridge, pure black pupils, and short white hair.

Although her facial features were soft, a lingering sorrow hung between her brows.

He adjusted the animal skin skirt around his waist and dragged the prey to the water's edge to process it.

While skinning his prey with a bone knife in hand, his mind was still on the bird's nest.

Who exactly came to his bird's nest? Was he mistaken for someone else for that faint, familiar scent?

...

Yu Yan missed her family and longed to return home.

Along the way, he and Lanxiu basically didn't stop except for eating and sleeping.

The tribes that received the news all came to greet them and helped them carry their belongings.

Yu Yan offered them supplies every time to express her gratitude, but no one accepted them.

Before parting, they all gave Yu Yan a thousand and one instructions: "Be careful on the road! Take plenty of things with you to the autumn harvest fair, and we'll see you on the harvest grassland!"

Standing on the back of the large white tiger, Yu Yan waved to them, making a megaphone shape with her palms around her mouth: "Yes—see you then—!"

They traveled for four days from Caiyun Tribe to Peninsula Tribe.

For the last leg of the journey, Jiang Kuo, the chieftain of the Mingyuan tribe, led a group of people to escort them.

Early in the morning, Jiang Kuo and the others, carrying their belongings, excitedly asked, "Yu Yan, Lan Xiu, have you found the sorghum yet?"

Yu Yan smiled brightly: "We found it! Not only did we find sorghum, but we also got some other good stuff!"

"What? Tell us quickly!"

Yu Yan counted on her fingers as she spoke: "Especially delicious mushrooms, other kinds of chili peppers, soap pods that can be used for cleaning, tung oil for treating wood..."

Each time something was said, Jiang Kuo and the others would let out a soft exclamation.

"Yu Yan, could you share some with us?"

"Haha, we mainly brought back timber this time, there's too little of anything else, so we won't share it. But we've already made arrangements with Caiyun and the other tribes to meet at the Autumn Harvest Festival. If you want anything, you can trade with them directly."

Jiang Kuo nodded: "Okay!"

Zhong Hai, who was running behind him, said, "Yu Yan, the timber you brought back this time seems to be of exceptionally high quality."

Yu Yan: "It's really good. It's coated with something special from the Chongshan tribe called tung oil, which I brought back for everyone to use when building houses."

The people of the Mingyuan tribe were extremely envious.

Historically, the best things from the peninsula tribes have always been exchanged with their own people first, before others can have a turn.

Sigh, if only Yu Yan were from my own tribe.

Zhong Hai said enviously, "It seems that your tribe will soon be able to build many new houses."

Mengyun came to play today too. Sitting on Zhonghai's back, she said, "Let them build first, we'll learn more, and then we'll build a beautiful big house."

Zhong Hai laughed and said, "Okay, let's reserve a sunny room for Shuang Hong."

Mengyun: "Mmm."

Not long after the group arrived in the territory of the peninsula tribe, a group of orcs flew in from the sky.

Leading the group was none other than the clan chief, Cang Feng.

Moye, Yinqing, Senbai, Wenlie, Qinghui... Yu Yan saw many familiar friends.

Outside, everyone is very welcoming and kind to them, but it can't compare to the feeling of coming home right now.

Yu Yan relaxed completely and couldn't wait to fly up and meet them.

"Yu Yan, Lan Xiu!! We've come to take you home!" Xin Yu shouted from Cang Feng's back.

Yu Yan shouted happily, "We're back!!"

...

At this moment, in the distant Caiyun tribe, Xue Gui is gathering in the wild.

He encountered the sub-beastmen of the Caiyun tribe, led by Liuxiang. They had come together to pick mushrooms in the forest.