Chapter 620
Wen Xin felt a chill run down her spine. Was this what the orc world called a "little lesson"?
So, the fact that he didn't die is a small lesson, right?
However, the orcs' endurance and vitality are quite impressive. Despite this, Tiger Girl didn't faint from the pain or die from blood loss.
Bai Dahu didn't think there was anything wrong with his underlings pulling out Tiger Girl's tongue; in fact, he even praised it.
Well done, guys. We'll have an extra meal tomorrow.
This idiot, who has repeatedly spoken ill of the divine messenger, has long wanted to have her tongue pulled out.
Bai Dahu, like the wicked and vicious eunuch before a wicked concubine who brought ruin to the country, fawned over the divine messenger and offered his slanderous words in a sinister manner.
“Divine messenger, you idiot, she’s a demon. What do you think? Should we burn her alive in front of the Beast God’s temple right now to temporarily appease the Beast God’s anger?”
Wen Xin glanced at Bai Dahu slowly and realized that this guy had the potential to be a vicious dog. His suggestion made her... intrigued!
However, "she is nothing but a minion of evil, burning her won't do any good."
Bai Dahu immediately changed his tune, showering her with unprincipled praise, "God has made you right."
Wen Xin: "..."
Wen Xin said meaningfully, "Females are precious, and it would be a waste to kill them at will. The Beast God would probably prefer to keep her to do something useful for the White Tiger Tribe."
Bai Dahu was also quick-witted and understood Wen Xin's meaning immediately. He looked up at her with great admiration and said, "The divine messenger is right. The divine messenger is wise. The divine messenger is indeed worthy of being the messenger sent by the Beast God to save our White Tiger tribe."
Despite being showered with compliments, Wen Xin remained expressionless, maintaining her charlatan-like demeanor with unwavering composure.
Tiger Girl was unusually clever for once, and understood how they were going to deal with her. Her eyes were filled with fear, and she struggled even more violently.
They can't treat her like this. She's the sister of the White Tiger tribe's leader, the noble princess of this place. How dare they?
Bai Dahu glanced at her with contempt and disgust, waved his hand, and ordered his henchmen to drag her away and lock her up.
What an idiot! He thinks he's something special. If it weren't for Bai Yan's sake, who would have taken this moron seriously before?
He'll think about which tribe to sell Tiger Girl to tomorrow.
I remember that many male orcs from various tribes liked her, right?
Even if Tiger Girl might be a demon and has lost her tongue, in the desolate mountains where females are a rare commodity, she will never be unwanted.
However, females who are reduced to commodities for trade do not receive good treatment in the tribe. They are treated like playthings, to be played with and trampled upon by anyone.
As Tiger Girl was dragged away, she frantically gripped the ground with both hands, struggling even though she was covered in blood, her eyes filled with fear and hatred.
But now it's all in vain for her to do anything.
Just like "Wenxin" in her previous life, she kept resisting and begging them to let her go. Rather than being a prostitute, she could help the tribe live a better life. She just wanted a way to survive.
But did Bai Yan and Hu Mei give it to her?
No!
They trampled her dignity and dignity to pieces, pushing her into the abyss time and time again.
She even caused the death of the only person in the world who was kind to her... How could she not hate him?
How could she possibly let them off so easily?
Wen Xin didn't even glance at Tiger Girl again.
Bai Dahu said he would personally lead a group to chase after Bai Yan, but Wen Xin stopped him.
The outside world is deep in the mountains and forests, and the night is full of dangers. Did they just run out like that to deliver midnight snacks to the wild animals in the forest?
Even if orcs can transform into ferocious beasts, do you understand the principle that two fists can't beat four legs?
Bai Dahu is now Wen Xin's most useful henchman, and she doesn't want him to go and die like this. Otherwise, she would have to go through the trouble of finding another thug... It's so troublesome.
Bai Dahu, however, was filled with worry. "Divine Messenger, what if the Beast God punishes us if we don't kill Bai Yan?"
“The Beast God isn’t that free,” Wen Xin glanced at him, a faint smile on her face. “Besides, without the identity of the White Tiger Tribe’s leader, what kind of trouble can Bai Yan possibly pose?”
Bai Dahu's eyes lit up. "You're right."
"You just need to be a good leader."
Wen Xin lifted her foot and left the Beast God Temple. Her black hair fluttered in the wind, passing in front of him, and the cool fragrance made him feel dizzy for a moment.
Bai Dahu dared not look at the divine messenger's splendor, and respectfully bowed his head in agreement. Then, displaying the authority and power of a leader, he ordered the beastmen to go back and rest, and that other matters would be discussed tomorrow.
...
In the mountains and forests after a heavy rain, puddles are everywhere, the air is damp and cold, and the shadows of the trees are swaying. The darkness and silence in the depths easily amplify people's fear and resentment.
Bai Yan ran quickly through the mountains and forests, glancing back every now and then, as if afraid someone was chasing him.
He didn't know how much time had passed when, in his panic, he accidentally stepped into a swamp and almost sank in.
When Bai Yan finally escaped the swamp, he was covered in mud and looked utterly disheveled.
He was designated as the next leader of the White Tiger tribe from birth, and he was surrounded by praise, adulation, and glory. When had he ever been so flustered and embarrassed, like a stray dog?
Bai Yan leaned against the tree trunk, panting, his face fierce, his eyes filled with malice and hatred.
White Tiger!
Wen Xin!
He will never let them get away with this.
He angrily punched the tree.
"Why don't you just bang your head against it? Oh, sorry, the tree is innocent. There's a big rock over there, perfect for you."
A woman's voice, melodious and clear like the warbling of a nightingale, suddenly appeared in the mountains and forests. It was beautiful and pleasant to hear, yet it made Bai Yan's muscles tense up like stone in an instant.
He turned his head sharply and saw a girl in a white dress sitting leisurely on a large tree not far behind him, holding an exquisite palace lantern in her hand, like a moon hanging on the treetop.
Bai Yan naturally didn't know what a palace lantern was, but that didn't stop him from knowing that the scene before him was beautiful, pure, and ethereal.
But after the initial amazement, he felt a deep sense of vigilance and unease.
Bai Yan swallowed hard, his fingers gripping the tree trunk tightly. "Wen... Wen Xin, what are you doing here?"
He instinctively looked behind her, fearing that Bai Dahu would bring his men to hunt him down.
He also knew that if he were captured and taken back to the tribe, he would not survive.
Wen Xin seemed oblivious to his nervousness and unease, smiling slightly with a divine compassion for humanity, "As a divine messenger, how can I allow a demon to roam freely?"
Upon hearing the word "demonic evil," Bai Yan's face contorted in anger, and he roared, "You know perfectly well that I am not a demonic evil!"
Wen Xin solemnly waved the banner of the Beast God and talked nonsense, "But the White Tiger Beast God says you are."
Bai Yan wasn't stupid either. Pointing at her, he said, "It's clearly you who's behind this."
Wen Xin: "Oh? You have evidence?"
Without evidence, it's slander, and in such a primitive era, that would get you beaten to death.
Xiao Jin: "..." Who made these rules? How come it doesn't know?
Bai Yan didn't know either, but that didn't stop him from flying into a rage. "Why? Wen Xin, what have I done to offend you? Why are you treating me like this?"
Wen Xin's smile faded slightly, but she said in a way that was sure to annoy people, "I'm happy."
"you!"
"Bai Yan, you should have some self-awareness... Sorry, I forgot, you're not human either."
Bai Yan couldn't understand the meaning behind her words, but he roughly knew they weren't nice.
He took a deep breath, suppressing his hatred and anger, and asked, "What exactly do you want?"
"No problem."
Wen Xin chuckled softly. Her smile was truly beautiful, pure and refined, surpassing even the most beautiful springtime scenery of blooming flowers.
However, Bai Yan felt a chill run down his spine, and he was extremely tense.
The female before him appeared weak, but the sense of danger she evoked was more terrifying than that of the most ferocious beasts in the desolate mountains.
Bai Yan felt he should run quickly, otherwise something bad would definitely happen.
Unfortunately, before his body could react, his bad premonition came true.
A red rope appeared out of nowhere and bound him up, giving him no chance to resist.
"Wen Xin, what are you doing? Let me go!"
Carrying a lantern, Wen Xin gracefully flew down from the tree like a fairy, her white shoes stepping on the damp ground, each step like a lotus blossom.
But Bai Yan dared not have the slightest distraction; he felt as if she were a vengeful ghost, terrifying beyond measure.
He shuffled backward, trying to get as far away from her as possible.
A stick appeared in Wen Xin's hand, and she murmured softly, "What am I going to do?"
You'll find out soon enough.
"ah!"
Bai Yan let out a shrill scream, startling the birds that were roosting in the forest into fluttering flight.
His right knee was actually smashed by Wen Xin.
"ah!"
Another scream rang out; this time, Bai Yan's right hand was severed.
Wen Xin dropped the stick, looking like a delicate and beautiful fairy, clean and without any aggression, provided you ignored her fierceness just now.
"Shh, keep your voice down. Are you disturbing everyone's sleep, or do you want to attract wild animals to eat you?"
Bai Yan curled up on the ground, the excruciating pain causing his eyes to roll back, his once wild and handsome face now only showing distortion and ugliness.
"You...you are the demon!"
He screamed in fear and pain.
Wen Xin smiled gently and said, "If I were a demon, I would skin you alive, smash all your bones, crush you into ashes inch by inch, and trample you into the mud right now."
Just like the fragments of her soul he had for her in his past life.
Bai Yan stared in horror, his eyes wide and his whole body trembling. "Why? Why?"
Wen Xin certainly wouldn't explain to him; it would be a waste of breath.
She simply smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't kill you. Now, just try your best to live."
After saying that, Wen Xin picked up the palace lantern, turned around and left, leaving Bai Yan behind like trash.
Now that Bai Yan has been expelled from the tribe and is crippled to the point of being unable to fight, how will he survive in this primitive and wild beast world?
Wen Xin expressed her anticipation.
If the male lead is really that lucky, and Bai Yan is still alive and well despite his condition, then it's not a big deal. She can just cripple his other hand and foot.
She wanted to see how arrogant the male lead could be after he was completely crippled.
There are no entertainment programs in the beast world, so she has to find some fun for herself, right?
Take your time playing!
Bai Yan watched her figure recede into the distance, his intact hand gripping the ground, covered in blood. He couldn't help but roar her name, filled with despair, hatred, and deep resentment.
He should have been a pet in his hands, someone he could mold and manipulate at will... but why was he the one who ended up being trampled on?
This shouldn't be happening!
Neither Wen Xin nor Bai Yan knew that this whole drama was being watched by a tall, slender figure hidden deep in the darkness of the mountains.
The green vertical pupils, appearing and disappearing in the shadows, possessed a cold, inorganic quality that sent chills down one's spine.
At this moment, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, revealing the bright moon, which looked like a disc.
The moonlight shone down, dispelling the gloom in the mountains and revealing the mysterious figure.
The black, floor-length feathered robe, glistening with moonlight, exuded a savage and chilling aura.
Its owner slowly raised his head, his flowing black hair cascading over his shoulders. His sharply defined, perfectly contoured face was half exposed to the moonlight and half hidden in the shadows, like a demon from the abyss, beautiful to the extreme, and terrifying to the extreme.
Hiss...
A gigantic green snake, even larger than an adult male beastman, swam over and respectfully coiled itself at the feet of the mysterious man in black feathers.
"Master, is that Bai Yan, the leader of the White Tiger Tribe?"
The giant snake spoke in human language, and it was the voice of a young male.
The man in black feathers didn't speak, but his green vertical pupils were cold, deep, and turbulent.
Undeterred by the lack of response from its master, the giant snake continued its babbling, showing none of the sinister and terrifying cold-blooded beast one might expect.
"Who was that female just now? She was so beautiful, like a goddess from legend... but she was also so fierce."
They actually crippled the White Tiger tribe's leader with just two blows. Tsk tsk tsk, Snake is scared.
The man in black feathers suddenly spoke calmly, his voice low and cold, "Go and drive away a few wild beasts... never mind."
Giant snake: "???"
So, Master, what exactly do you want to do?
The man in black feathers didn't offer any explanation. He glanced intently in the direction the girl had left with his deep, vertical pupils, then stepped on the giant snake and said, "Let's go."
Although the giant snake was completely bewildered, it obediently carried its master around happily, completely unaware that it was about to have a mistress.
Wen Xin had no idea that she had just brushed past the target of the soul fragment's dying wish.
As for the crippled Bai Yan, who cares if he dies?
...
Wen Xin thus became the most revered divine messenger of the White Tiger Tribe. The entire tribe respected and worshipped her immensely; if she said one thing, no one dared to say another.
Among them, the one who blindly worships her the most is Bai Dahu, the new leader of the White Tiger Tribe. With such a fanatical leader, how could the other beastmen dare to question Wen Xin in any way?
Under Wen Xin's guidance, the beastmen quickly repaired the Beast God Temple and built a house for her next to it using bamboo and wood.
What's wrong with the divine messenger living next to the temple of the beast god and listening to divine pronouncements at any time?
What's wrong with the fact that the divine messengers are noble and extraordinary, and live in places different from them?
No matter what Wen Xin did, the beastmen thought it was reasonable, perfectly reasonable, and almost perfect.
Wen Xin lived in a spacious wooden house, enjoying the leisurely life of primitive society. Seeing that the beastmen showed no intention of imitating her by building wooden houses to improve their living conditions, she asked a question in confusion.
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